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exsiliumlogs2013-02-02 06:11 pm
imusntrunaway) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-02-02 06:11 pm
[closed] in other words, please be true
Date & Time: A few days after Uruguay, during one of the training sessions.
Location: The training facility.
Characters: Asuka (redheadcarrier ) and Shinji (imusntrunaway )
Summary: The two have a wonderful time bonding over target practice!
Warnings: General spoiler warning? Also potential blow-ups, angst, bratty behavior on both sides, and tense feelings all around.
In truth, nothing had changed with his arrival to Exsilium. Even here, in a new world, it was the same. Only the players had changed--NERV replaced by the Initiative, Evangelion replaced by the gun he held now. Aliens and dragons and magic aside, this place might as well have been his Earth. A month in and he's resigned himself to his situation. Fighting is all he's good for, even if he's no good at it.
Initially, Shinji had tried to "lose" his weapon. No such luck. Even when thrown from the apartment window, it always found its way back to him like a persistent dog. He hated handling it, hated how heavy and cold it felt in his hands. In the end, he kept it on his person, awkward as it felt. It's the closest thing he has to his lost Eva right now, the only badge that proves he has some worth. His father isn't here. Misato isn't here. But Kaworu is. Asuka is. Even if they hate him--even if he hates himself--he'll train with them so that he could be acknowledged in some way.
They've been given time to practice on their own. Asuka had happened to be in his group today, an unhappy coincidence considering how they'd been trying to avoid each other for the past month. Their last encounter still left a bad taste in Shinji's mouth, but... despite that... he's been lonely. He's afraid of her, but some part of him misses her. It's strange.
He decides to test the waters. When the group disperses, Shinji slowly moves beside her. He glances her way, checking for an acknowledgement or a rejection.
"... um, good afternoon."
Location: The training facility.
Characters: Asuka (
redheadcarrier ) and Shinji (imusntrunaway )Summary: The two have a wonderful time bonding over target practice!
Warnings: General spoiler warning? Also potential blow-ups, angst, bratty behavior on both sides, and tense feelings all around.
In truth, nothing had changed with his arrival to Exsilium. Even here, in a new world, it was the same. Only the players had changed--NERV replaced by the Initiative, Evangelion replaced by the gun he held now. Aliens and dragons and magic aside, this place might as well have been his Earth. A month in and he's resigned himself to his situation. Fighting is all he's good for, even if he's no good at it.
Initially, Shinji had tried to "lose" his weapon. No such luck. Even when thrown from the apartment window, it always found its way back to him like a persistent dog. He hated handling it, hated how heavy and cold it felt in his hands. In the end, he kept it on his person, awkward as it felt. It's the closest thing he has to his lost Eva right now, the only badge that proves he has some worth. His father isn't here. Misato isn't here. But Kaworu is. Asuka is. Even if they hate him--even if he hates himself--he'll train with them so that he could be acknowledged in some way.
They've been given time to practice on their own. Asuka had happened to be in his group today, an unhappy coincidence considering how they'd been trying to avoid each other for the past month. Their last encounter still left a bad taste in Shinji's mouth, but... despite that... he's been lonely. He's afraid of her, but some part of him misses her. It's strange.
He decides to test the waters. When the group disperses, Shinji slowly moves beside her. He glances her way, checking for an acknowledgement or a rejection.
"... um, good afternoon."