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Day 31: Sun Room (Fourth Shift)
Though perhaps not entirely as successful as he wanted it to be, Homura walked away from lunch feeling satisfied with his efforts. Roland and Fai both had shown interest in the goal, and that was enough for the moment. Homura could be patient, had already been for five hundred years, and felt no harm in waiting another five hundred if he had to. He would have his goals realized, no matter what obstacles he faced, be they from the prison or those trapped within.
But now was time for business of a different sort, and the demi-god made his way to the Sun Room, near the common board. He made sure he could be seen from the entrance to the cafeteria, knowing that one stranger and one member of his own group both wanted to meet with him. It worked out well enough, especially given that the stated purpose of the History Club was simple.
Revenge and escape.
For now, Homura had no intention of revealing that it'd grown more complicated than that.
[Waiting for L and Junior]
But now was time for business of a different sort, and the demi-god made his way to the Sun Room, near the common board. He made sure he could be seen from the entrance to the cafeteria, knowing that one stranger and one member of his own group both wanted to meet with him. It worked out well enough, especially given that the stated purpose of the History Club was simple.
Revenge and escape.
For now, Homura had no intention of revealing that it'd grown more complicated than that.
[Waiting for L and Junior]
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The Sun Room was, as usual, fairly empty when he was brought in, but he was able to see a familiar face already present. He'd not yet met her, but she'd been pointed out for him by Ururu. And she was alone as well. All the better.
Going up to where she was sitting, he asked with all his usual grace, "You're Rukia, right?" He wasn't about to ask if she was really a Shinigami just yet either. That was not the point of his approaching her.
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Rukia tried to conjure up an image of Ururu talking with this man; it was amusing to say the least. Even though Rukia had only just met the man, he seemed like the opposite of Ururu in appearance and temperament.
She nodded. "Yes, I have met Fai, though I do not know him well..." She had to wonder where this was going.
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Maybe someone he'd been with in this world would be able to clear some things up where Fai remained silent. "He seems to think that you're upset with him, so you've at least been around him, right?" She didn't need to know him well, just to have worked with him.
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"I'm not upset with him," she clarified, "though I know my friend Renji is. Fai... accidentally injured both of us a few nights ago, when he saw a creature here that had taken on your appearance..." She didn't know how Kurogane would take that news.
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"I didn't think you were," he said before he realized he'd spoken, "or suspected. He has a habit of thinking things are his fault." Renji? Who was that? Kurogane did not recall Ururu mentioning the name during the conversation at breakfast. He could ask later, once she was through explaining.
Hearing that Fai had injured others caused Kurogane to grit his back teeth. Hearing that it had been an "accident" made him bite down harder. And then the part about a monster looking like him just finished it off. That idiot!
"Something that looked like me..." So that was it, what Fai had been screaming about that first night, how Kurogane shouldn't have been there and had been "killed". Had Fai been the one to kill this creature? Only if the thing had attacked. But that only made partial sense. Appearance alone would not have been enough to make Fai think it had really been him; it should have been easy to tell that something wasn't right if "Kurogane" had ever given Fai a reason to end up killing him.
"What was it?" he asked, curious. "And how'd he hurt you?" That was a little more important. While Fai was the type to defend, he wasn't exactly the type to attack and injure others.
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Rukia put her notebook aside and settled against the arm of the couch so that she could mostly face Kurogane. "There are creatures here - some people call them 'mimics' - that do just that. They take on the appearance, voice, and even the memories of people. I think they somehow take that information from the mind of whoever they're near, which is why the creature we faced looked like you."
Rukia took a moment to collect her thoughts, then continued. "The night in question, Fai was with Renji, who's sitting over there (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/326670.html?thread=26505230#t26505230)," she said, pointing to the red head. "and me. The three of us were to try and get to the basement, but that was the night that we were all trapped on the buses at first."
She stopped again, remembering that Kurogane probably hadn't arrived at the Institute yet. "Oh, sorry, I don't think you were here yet. Suffice to say, things got very confusing and mixed up, but we managed to find each other. Fai had been badly injured, and I healed him, but at first he wouldn't tell us how he'd been hurt. Renji... yelled at him, because we needed to know what we were up against, and eventually Fai gave in." She looked up at Kurogane, her eyes full of concern for the young man. "He'd been attacked - bitten on the neck - by someone that looked just like you. He'd managed to get away from it, which was when we found him. The night was growing old, so we at least wanted to reach the basement. The entrance is in the kitchen, but we didn't want to go through the sun room because one of the brainwashed patients was in there."
"So we headed outside to go over the wall, which was where Fai had seen the mimic. Renji and I assured him that it wasn't really you - we've fought these things before, and have ways of making sure that they really aren't the people they're pretending to be. But Fai was insistent that we not hurt 'you'. Perhaps we should have just listened to him, but we wanted to at least get something done that night... We went on out, Renji in the lead, and were about to climb the wall to get to the kitchen when the creature found us."
"Renji checked its spirit thread, saw that it had no soul, and killed it quickly." Rukia looked down. It was strange seeing the same man before her now, when the last time she had seen him, his head had been nearly cloven in two by Renji's katana. "Fai... he just wouldn't listen to us. He still thought it was you. He ran to the corpse and fell to his knees, and then..." She paused, frowning, as she tried to think of how to explain what happened next.
"It was like dozens of small explosions - blue and gold light - all around us. I think it was coming from Fai, but he didn't seem to realize it. Or maybe he couldn't control it. I don't know." She shrugged apologetically, looking up at Kurogane again. "Renji hit him with the flat of his katana to knock Fai out, and the explosions stopped. We took him back to Renji's room, and he woke up, but he really wouldn't tell me anything. Just kept apologizing and saying that he wouldn't bother us any more."
She sighed.
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That first night, those words of defeat he'd spoken, that mark on his neck, even his reaction in the Kitchen... all of it because some creature that had looked like an ally had tried to kill him, eat him by the sound of the explanation, and had ended up being killed before the magician's eyes. Kurogane hated it. He hated that this place had used something so simple to break the magician in such a short amount of time. That it had used Kurogane for that purpose!
He could taste some blood in his mouth seeping out from his gums. He was biting down too hard now, but he couldn't think to let up. The anger was too strong. He was still mad at Fai - he probably always would be - but that now paled in comparison to his rage against this place. Now he was fine to say that he was involved in this world, and whoever was in charge here was going to pay.
"You shouldn't have had to deal with him," he said after a while, restraining his angry tone as best he could.
Fai still held blame for something in this; injuring two others with his magic like that was something that should not have happened, and Kurogane would be confronting him about it right along with his Robin Cross issues. He couldn't just ignore that the magician had nearly gotten himself killed, and had lost control over his magic because of a fake! Even if it did have his voice and his memories, the last thing Kurogane would have ever done was outright attack Fai for no reason!
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Leaning forward almost imperceptibly, Rukia added, "I'm glad that you're trying to help him. We all need our friends in this place."
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His eyes turned away when she mentioned friends. "'Friends' isn't the word. He just needs someone to watch him," he grumbled out in denial. How could he be considered a friend to an idiot like that?
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Rukia smiled gently. "It looks like it's something you'll both have to learn, then." But she couldn't help raising an eyebrow at his next statement. Considering how upset Fai had been when he thought Kurogane was dead, and how concerned Kurogane obviously was for the blonde, Rukia didn't know why he was denying that they were friends. "Forgive me for being presumptuous," she said, "but it seems to me that 'friends' is the word, and they are the most precious thing you will ever have."
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"I don't have friends," he said without batting an eye. Maybe he'd had them as a kid, but not now. He had the people he traveled with, the manjuu (which didn't count as a person), and his master. That was all.
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"Why not?" she asked.
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"Have you ever thought of trying it?" she asked.
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Rukia rolled her eyes slightly, sighing. "Have you ever thought of admitting that you have friends? They're not so bad, you know. Sure, sometimes they make fun of your art work, or how short you are, but mostly they're good to have around."
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He blinked, confusion showing on his face. Make fun of... what? "I already told you..." he began, but ended up heaving another sigh. This person did not seem to be the type to listen even if he did repeat himself.
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She shrugged, holding up her hands. "But you don't have to listen to me. I just know what I see." A direct assault didn't seem to be the way to go with Kurogane, so she would drop the topic for now.
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"Someone has to keep him from getting himself killed," he muttered, but didn't sound all that convincing. He ignored her additional comments.
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This guy was unreal. Rukia thought it was silly enough when Renji said that Madarame Ikkaku was an 'okay guy', when he was clearly friends with the Third Seat, but Kurogane seemed to have perfected a whole new level of denial.
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"Now, no need to yell." she said, gently. "I didn't mean to pry into such a sensitive topic." Which couldn't have been further from the truth.
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