looking back on the track for a little green bag

[phaseshifted]

Date & Time: 12/29/13 - 1/1/13
Location: the middle of America in the past
Characters: Erika, Christopher, Flora, Angel
Summary: the dream team goes to get information
Warnings: no deaths


[So a detective, a homunculus, a fairy, and a Siren go back in time to the middle of the United States to steal secrets on genetic research and projects. What could go wrong, really?

Hope no one was expecting to see things other than fields at OKKAN AGRI.]

Transports: This mission will place you the day before the annual "Farm Works Festival", meant for students to tour and learn more about what goes on at OKKAN. The crowds should be sufficiently large to enter the facilities in, after which you are tasked to retrieve information on new genetic developments and projects to bring back to the Initiative. The festival is two days in duration, after which you will be retrieved to this time period. Please exercise caution, and good luck.

Comments

[inhumanity]

Flora. [He glances at her sideways, amused.] It's like you don't trust me.

[showmeyourwreath]

I've never fought with you or seen you do it. Hopefully, none of us will have to. [She gives him a meaningful look--ahem--before continuing on, sincerely.]

I don't know what you're used to or all of what's acceptable to you, so I just want us all to be on the same page. This is a new team for me, and everyone comes from different places, so we really need need to communicate.

[inhumanity]

What a marvellously open-hearted spin to put on it. I'm impressed, Flora. It does you credit.

[showmeyourwreath]

[Her lips thin.] If I hadn't said anything and something awful happened, it would have been my fault for not having said something in the first place, right?

Even if it really shouldn't be.

[Why should anyone have to be proactive about dismemberment or grievous bodily harm prevention???

Anyway, any tension she has melts out of her body. She wants to look askance, and does, but she's staring at him by the time she speaks again.]

...You're wrong, though. For this mission at least, we're a team, and a team without trust isn't much of one at all, so...I do trust you.

[Perhaps more than she should, she doesn't actually know. She can't see the future. She won't know what will happen, if she might have any regrets or not, but there is, at least, no doubts about that. She trusts him completely, because she has to.

For all that he is contrary and unpredictable and himself, once again, he's something certain thing in a haze of doubt, and she does not know how to feel.]

[inhumanity]

Wrong. It would have been my fault. People are responsible for their own actions, after all. Oh, there are mitigating circumstances, but . . . in the end, we have to take responsibility for ourselves, right?

[showmeyourwreath]

Well, yes, but...

[It's not that he's wrong, but she's still dissatisfied with that.]

If there's something I could have done, and I didn't do it, especially if I know better, I have to hold myself accountable for that.

[inhumanity]

Hm, perhaps you're right. [He taps his jaw, thoughtful.] No idea. I never bother with being responsible for the things I do.

[showmeyourwreath]

And why is that?

[inhumanity]

Well . . . doesn't seem like a lot of fun, does it?

[Yup.]

[showmeyourwreath]

[omg]

Responsibility isn't supposed to be fun, Christopher, it just is.

[inhumanity]

I don't like that, so no.

[showmeyourwreath]

You can't just do as you please without considering and accepting the consequences.

[Flora do you know who youre talking 2 rn]

[inhumanity]

Of course I can.

[Come on Flora.]

[showmeyourwreath]

You shouldn't.

[inhumanity]

Don't care!

[showmeyourwreath]

[For a moment and only that, there's a spark of something. He doesn't care. How could he? But this is him, isn't it? It's knowing that she stares at him without speaking. She's not certain that pursuing this conversation will be productive, especially since she needs her focus for other things.

Besides, her track record with him is pretty abysmal, isn't it? Maybe she shouldn't bother trying, any more.]

That's going to get you in trouble.

[not that she care IT'S NOT LIKE THEY'RE FRIENDS OR ANYTHING!!!]

[inhumanity]

[Christopher smiles back. It isn't a shit-eating grin, just a normal smile. A happy declaration of someone she can't reject.]

Very often. Things are fun, that way.

[showmeyourwreath]

[She wishes it were a grin. It'd be easier.]

There is such a thing as too much, you know.

[...okay no, not even she really believes that, but the subtext is hopefully clear: you can go too far.]

[inhumanity]

Oh, I know. [He gives her a broad, self-satisfied grin.] I intend on finding that point... and surpassing it.

[showmeyourwreath]

What if it's too much for you to handle?