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[rassera]

"Oi, it's me. Leave something here, would ya?"

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[rassera]

No, don't you get it? The nanites are what give you the power...


So if we find a way to alter the ones in you so they---I don't know. Stabilize....

[khajidont]

Hundreds. Why, you wanna read 'em?

[rassera]

ugh...

[A good parent would.]

Reading's so boring...

[khajidont]

Hey, I wasn't saying you have to read them. Just that they're there, if you ever decide that you want 'em. They're not exactly fun reading.

[rassera]

Something tells me I'm gonna end up with one under my bed just in case.

1/2

[khajidont]

I've already read 'em, so how 'bout this? I'll bring them over when I come visit Ken. Then you can decide whether you wanna read 'em or trash 'em.

[khajidont]

[..................]

I'm joking about the trashing bit. If you don't want them, please just donate them somewhere else.

[iamtetsuo]

You think we could-?!

....


[Desperate hope flares bright, but fades just as quickly. His face freezes as it hits him. What do either of them know about nanites? Tetsuo barely understands the 'small machines in your blood' bit, let alone how that lets them do anything;it's unlikely Kaneda knows more. Nanites are an unsolvable mystery as humiliating and frustrating as the brand on his wrist. Neither will ever go away. Both brand him forever as too many things he hates...

He shoves that wrist back against the wall. To mess with nanites, they'd need someone who could. And someone who could...

...

Tetsuo looks back down again, fighting down a growing uneasy feeling. Memories of another, plainer room. White sheets, white curtains, white-clad strangers with neither answers or compassion...]

Look...

I've been screwed up enough already. [It was hard to get worse than 'dying'... but he was certain they could find a way.] So you better not make it any worse...

[rassera]

If you think I'm handing you over to the government... heh, you really think I'd trust them? They don't even know why we're brought here.

[It's a morbid smile, looking up at the ceiling idly.]


But--

[He pats his hips, resting his hands there as he meanders his way back to the bed, slowly starting to climb back onto it.]

As someone who's probably screwed you up, I'll try not to make it worse.


I'll look into it.

[iamtetsuo]

Right.

[He sighs out in a long exhale, looking to the door, to his fishtank, back to the floor. And breathes.

In. Then out.]

Oi, Kaneda... you..

["Thanks."]

Tell me everything you find out. I don't care how bad it is. I gotta know.

["Still thanks, but I have no fucking clue how to say it."]

[rassera]

[He can't help but give a silent laugh, eyes finally casting over to look at him.]


Yeah, yeah...don't worry, nothing secret when it comes to this.


[He sounds sleepy, as Dalish hops up on the bed and makes herself comfortable on his stomach.]


But for now...don't sweat it, okay?

[iamtetsuo]

I guess.

[He doesn't really get back up for a while, milling questions around in his mind.


Eventually, he finds himself listing over to the side. His eyes definitely hurt by now from being awake too long. One arm shoots out to brace himself from falling over, then tenses to shove his body up to standing again. He takes as few shuffling steps towards the bed as possible, dropping face-first onto it.

Just far enough onto his side to narrowly miss hitting Kaneda.]

[amadaman]

They said it was a chaos demon. Someone with a big grudge on the family.

[rassera]

...A demon?


A real demon?

[He won't question its existence, he's the last one to deny supernatural things, but...]

No wonder you're spooked.

[amadaman]

Yeah.

We had to fight something undefeatable too, but Nyx was never evil.

[rassera]

Yeah...same for me. Aki-


[He stops right there, freezing in place, eyes widening.]

[amadaman]

...

[Usually, Ken would have something smart to say. Some thoughtful word about how he'd pretend not to hear anything. Some joke to ignore that anything was said.

This time, he can't find the hear to make either comment, or even to keep talking. There was a halt, but it was one that derailed the whole train.]

... I guess it's hard to say there's anything that's ever truly good, or evil.

text; whenever

[iamtetsuo]

hey where are you

text; whenever

[rassera]

the kitchen why

text;

[iamtetsuo]

i want to talk to you about something anyone else around there

text;

[rassera]

(1/2) just capsule


(2/2) ill put him outside unless your comfortable

text;

[iamtetsuo]

im not doing this with that dog around

text;

[rassera]

alright but tomorrow you have to have a session im putting him out now

[Apparently it's a done deal.]

text;

[iamtetsuo]

whys it have to be tomorrow i didnt say i would do it then!

[Whatever, he's heading back inside. This time, using the front door, like a normal human being.]

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[rassera]

well talk about it tomorrow when we go check out the place

[But he hears the door open, wiping his hands off on a towel from cleaning the rice cooker. Freshly cooked rice sits in a bowl, salt and water set out for him to make rice balls as he hears the footsteps approach.

He wasn't sure what to expect from this talk, but if it were anything like the others...he's a bit surprised it's taking place in the kitchen and not at midnight.



Who knows what this would be about.]