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Entry tags:
- ahiru (princess tutu),
- allen walker (d. gray-man),
- chrono (chrono crusade),
- francœur (a monster in paris),
- howard link (d.gray-man),
- ico "von viking" (ico: citm),
- katniss everdeen (the hunger games),
- kevin cecil (makai ouji),
- lea (kingdom hearts),
- lenalee lee (d.gray-man),
- martin "suave" darkov (original),
- oz vessalius (pandora hearts),
- rosette christopher (chrono crusade),
- soldier blue (toward the terra),
- sora (kingdom hearts),
- xerxes break (pandora hearts),
- yuri lowell (tales of vesperia)
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Date & Time: Several days after the necromorph outbreak
Location: A VR room
Characters: Chrono + Rosette + open!
Summary: Lil bit of coping in-between zombie apocalypses and civil wars, nbd
Warnings:None! KEVIN AND BREAK
Notes: Feel free to tag around also! ♥
[ Chrono doesn't bother to close the door when he finally decides to try one of these rooms for himself. Something about the last few days (weeks) (months) has left him unwilling to stay in enclosed spaces too long, with no obvious path of exist. Too much like a lab or an undead-lined hallway.
But these concerns slowly melt away as he sets about instructing the AI, and the room gives way to a place that isn't a room at all.
Mountains rise up in the distance, framing a blue, clear sky, and a faint breeze rustles the treetops of a thick Michigan forest. Birdcalls ride that wind, and the air smells cleaner, fresher, than any moon base could reasonably boast. Where the blanket of trees ends, a large, glassy lake gleams in the sunlight. He takes care with this part—instructs the AI to make the water a temperature a bit too low to be entirely comfortable for swimming, knowing full well that this won't actually be a deterrent. But it wouldn't be right, otherwise.
He takes his time strolling from one familiar landmark to the next, having the computer make adjustments as necessary. He doesn't miss details, either; for all the times that Rosette brought him to this very place, his eyes had missed nothing. They were wide and all-absorbing, like someone who had been born anew and was discovering the world for the first time.
(Likely because, in all honesty, he had been.)
He stops once he circles back around to the open door—a black silhouette hanging oddly in the landscape, and the only giveaway that none of this is real. It's here that he surveys the scene as a whole, the sum of all its little memory-parts. ]
Perfect.
[ Well. There's still a thing or two missing. ]
... Almost.
Location: A VR room
Characters: Chrono + Rosette + open!
Summary: Lil bit of coping in-between zombie apocalypses and civil wars, nbd
Warnings:
Notes: Feel free to tag around also! ♥
[ Chrono doesn't bother to close the door when he finally decides to try one of these rooms for himself. Something about the last few days (weeks) (months) has left him unwilling to stay in enclosed spaces too long, with no obvious path of exist. Too much like a lab or an undead-lined hallway.
But these concerns slowly melt away as he sets about instructing the AI, and the room gives way to a place that isn't a room at all.
Mountains rise up in the distance, framing a blue, clear sky, and a faint breeze rustles the treetops of a thick Michigan forest. Birdcalls ride that wind, and the air smells cleaner, fresher, than any moon base could reasonably boast. Where the blanket of trees ends, a large, glassy lake gleams in the sunlight. He takes care with this part—instructs the AI to make the water a temperature a bit too low to be entirely comfortable for swimming, knowing full well that this won't actually be a deterrent. But it wouldn't be right, otherwise.
He takes his time strolling from one familiar landmark to the next, having the computer make adjustments as necessary. He doesn't miss details, either; for all the times that Rosette brought him to this very place, his eyes had missed nothing. They were wide and all-absorbing, like someone who had been born anew and was discovering the world for the first time.
(Likely because, in all honesty, he had been.)
He stops once he circles back around to the open door—a black silhouette hanging oddly in the landscape, and the only giveaway that none of this is real. It's here that he surveys the scene as a whole, the sum of all its little memory-parts. ]
Perfect.
[ Well. There's still a thing or two missing. ]
... Almost.
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[Hopefully, Oz is not allergic to holy sunshine muffins like Allen. Kevin is certainly keeping his fingers crossed.]
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and smiles as he chews and swallows! )
Did you make these yourself?
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...Y-yes, I did.
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Ah! I knew it. They always taste especially delicious when you do.
( almost as good as gil's! he's a little biased. )
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You are too kind. I am quite aware you are used to the best.
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( — slips out, a bit on accident. this isn't a place to want anyone to be.
so he very smoothly covers that by drinking some more tea. )
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I believe my young master would like the moon base quite a bit. He is a great admirer of humanity's scientific progresses.
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So he likes studying science?
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My young master is a genius who enjoys studying everything he deems useful. He is one of the top students at Stradford and wishes to be an influential politician one day.
[Too pity he is bankrupt, an unforgivable trait in Victorian England.]
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I fear he is a little too infatuated with atoms.
[According to young master, everything is atoms. Angels, demons, God. Everything.]
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Ah, that's to be expected with his favorite subject. When you feel passionately about something, you can't help but have a lot to say and think about it.
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[He wonders if Mister Gilbert would let him borrow Oz now and then.]
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I like learning everything! Mathematics, history, poetry...though I never had the aptitude for science that William does. I've been reading biology lately, and it's incredible how much people have been able to discover.
( the last bit, in even a surprise to himself, hasn't a trace of the darker feelings that led him there; it'd originally been a studying endeavor to better understand the ue's motives and what it'd done to him and the others taken, but despite himself his inherent fascination with understanding things has made it more enjoyable. )
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Humans have progressed really fast, haven't they? [Perhaps a little too fast.] I must confess that I am still a bit confused most of the time.
[He has focused on learning the basics and catching up with literature.]
...That said, I hope you were not attracted to biology in search of an explanation to the rise of the undead.
[He fears the poor boy would be disappointed.]
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It's confusing even for me. But since we've got the time to learn, I want to take advantage of it. ( and, he laughs — ) No, nothing like that! I started weeks before that happened.
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Ah, young people think so far in advance!
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Aah, maybe. So far it's mostly just been things like cells and classifications.
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I am happy to know you have not neglected your studies even in a place like this. I hope you are taking proper care of yourself. [Though if he isn't, Mister Gilbert most certainly is.
He offers him more muffins, just to be on the safe side.]
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Of course! It wouldn't be good to make Gil worry even more than he does already, right?
( which is to say that, yeah, gilbert's had to pick up the slack; but oz has been making efforts, okay. )
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Precisely ~ Let me know if you need further help.
[Which means that he is used to boys slacking off and will be on his case if Mister Gilbert isn't.]
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( because he's more than aware he can't learn this material all on his own, and if kevin is used to someone with a strong aptitude for it... )
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[And by not particularly good Kevin means that William is quite terrible.]
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