damned_institute | Nightshift 31: M21-M30 Hallway

Entry tags:

Nightshift 31: M21-M30 Hallway

((Specifically in room M22))

This night was shaping up to be another long and tiring one. Adelheid mentally ran through the checklist of things to do: give a spear to Yukari Takeba, create the sakabatou for Himura Kenshin, sharpen Kenren's blade... and then, if he found a moment to breathe, to do something to let off some of the anger he still felt. At least he wasn't powerless tonight; that was the only good thing for him to look forward to. It had been too long since he'd gotten to fight something that wasn't a patient.

He kept one ear on the radio, still wondering if Jack was honestly gone and convincing himself that such could not be the case. Besides, he was too busy to feel grief now. He had to focus, or else this night was going to be just as frustrating as the previous one.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

When Adelheid sat, Yukari had the feeling she'd done something wrong. People only went quiet like that when they were getting less than desirable results, which was probably the case now. He wanted to know about their power, but could they really say? If they could, Yukari was hesitant to trust him with such knowledge; maybe it was dumb not to, with where they were at, as Adelheid was as much of a victim as they were. Plus, he was being awfully generous, too. But when only a month prior (for them) did nothing good come out of one of their fellow S.E.E.S. members admitting their powers to a girl he had only recently met... No, that was dumb, too-- by now, Adelheid couldn't be an enemy.

She was beginning to feel awfully conflicted about this.

Then he did speak up again, and although it only raised more questions for her, Yukari refrained from asking any of them. The biggest was that 'other world' topic again... He, too, mentioned from being elsewhere entirely, and although Yukari couldn't bring herself to fully believe that-- not until she understood it was well as someone could-- if at least four different people had brought it up as well, she had to start considering it as a possibility.

If he was used to weird abilities, then... Her inner conflicts were obvious by the awkward expression on her face. Adelheid had nearly pinpointed it-- the only thing he hadn't guessed was what exactly their power was called.

Yukari pulled her arms behind her back again, her thumb teasing the switch on the flashlight she held. "Well..." she began, slowly and unsure, eventually pulling her eyes up from the floor to the younger boy. "Ken-kun?" she ended, as if passing the baton over to him. If anyone was going to start revealing information, if at all, about him, she'd leave it to Ken himself.

Remarkable. Adelheid had done precisely as he said: he basically pinned the origin of Ken's strength. All he lacked was a name, which didn't count in the long run. Names were arbitrary matters to begin with.

Ken ran a free hand over his mouth as a quiet resolution fell over the boy's mind, one that was confirmed when Yukari verbally nudged him forward. It would not hurt either of them to confirm the guy's statement, especially when he had offered so much information concerning his own power (not to mention, his world). Their senpai may have been explicit, but as long as the two avoided the why, Ken should be all right to talk.

This had better not come back to haunt them later.

"You're right, Adelheid-san," he spoke softly, bringing his eyes to the ground. "Closer than I expected, actually. Something is helping me lift this spear." The boy let out a slow exhale, as if fumbling for words. "I'll admit I honestly don't have much of an idea about this as I'd like. And we're under...obligations to keep quiet on the subject if possible." This was one of those situations where the "if" did not apply.

Where to begin? "The power you're detecting is what we call a Persona," Ken continued, trying to recall what Ikutsuki would say. (Minus the puns. The boy wasn't cruel.) "You can say they're a manifestation of our minds...or souls, either works. All I know is my Persona is a part of me and given the time and situation, we can affect each other."

He paused as another thought came to him. "I can't demonstrate the extent outside of wielding a spear, though." The boy sighed, almost mournfully.

Edited 2008-05-02 03:10 (UTC)

The German listened quietly and attentively, not saying a word as Ken explained himself. More than that, however, he watched; his gaze could be almost unnerving when he was focused, unblinking and unwavering as he took both of them in. Yet that was just how he was, when he was confronted with something he wished to understand.

What worried Adelheid was that the power they were describing wasn't too dissimilar from his own heritage. Orochi granted power to all of his lineage, but in exchange, his hissed voice was always in their thoughts. Some, like Adelheid, fought it; others, like his uncle and mother, embraced it. All of them were affected by it. He doubted it was exactly the same, but in a vague and general level, there was a parallel.

Ken fell silent, and Adel too was quiet for awhile. All of their powers were greatly weakened, but judging from what Ken could do even in that state, these Persona were extremely powerful. Perhaps, though Adelheid hated to think it, more powerful than himself. That kind of power always came with a cost... in the end, the boy quietly muttered, "I shouldn't take up any more of your time tonight, but I did want to ask one more question of both of you. If you don't wish to answer, I'll understand."

However, the question still needed to be asked, and Adelheid was completely serious as he spoke. "...did you wish to have these 'Persona,' back in your world?" Strange to be asked, perhaps, but for Adelheid it was an extremely important point.

Yukari made a surprised blink at Ken as he explained; she hadn't actually expected him to say that much about his-- and her-- power, though in retrospect, that was about as basic as you could get. Personas had never been a simple topic to discuss, at least, to her.

She wasn't sure how to break the silence when it rose. It felt strange in itself that they were explaining this to someone outside of S.E.E.S., and now that they did, Yukari wasn't sure how to feel about it. Although it wasn't only hers to hold, she wasn't one to spill her secrets, especially not to someone she was newly acquainted with. This situation was different though, wasn't it?

And then he asked. It was strange-- why did it matter? The second unusual thing about it was nobody had ever asked such a thing. The obvious answer was no, because as far as Yukari knew, you weren't aware of it until it awoken. However, after that... did one wish to keep it? She would have been lying if she ever denied her doubts at first.

There never was a definite yes or no, just a vast gray area with far too many mixed feelings jumbled within it. She could say no, because the idea of fighting monsters on a near nightly basis in a giant labyrinth at first? Wasn't exactly anything she ever wanted to do. Even as she did it, she never liked it. On the other hand... without gaining her Persona, Yukari might have never unraveled the truth behind her father's mysterious death. No one without one would ever know about the Dark Hour's existence nor the Shadows, and it was some sort of horrible yet miraculous coincidence that he happened to be one of the major reasons behind them. All she wanted was the truth, and gaining her power brought her one step closer to that.

"I didn't wish for it," Yukari finally answered; at first, her voice continued to be unsure, but as she spoke further it became more firm. "I don't think any of us did, I didn't even know I had one until the signs hit, but..." She paused briefly, taking in a breath. "If I had the choice, I still wouldn't give it up. There's something I have to fight for."

Plain and simple. Surely Adelheid would understand that.

Unsure of how Yukari thought of his explanation, Ken shot her an apologetic look. Maybe he should have waited for a verbal confirmation, but it was too late now; he'd already given his explanation. If something bad came out of this, the blame would be solely on the boy's shoulders.

Strangely, Ken did not mind so much. Perhaps he'd subconsciously wished for the outcome since the subject was brought up. Who could say?

That, however, ceased to bear any significance once Adelheid brought up his next question.

In contrast to Yukari, who grew decidedly more confident in her answer, Ken fell into uncertainty. Oh, she was right in that they hadn't asked for a Persona. He couldn't argue that point. The ability was innate... One dealt with it much like life: you either accepted or ignored it. But this was hardly the issue.

Ken once said he knew why he was granted the power. Now, the reason was gone, buried beneath a marker on the outskirts of Iwatodai. Although he could have nodded to his teammate's words for convenience's sake, the boy couldn't bring himself to lie. Instead, he pulled the spear closer to his body and kept silent, unwilling to glance at either occupant in the room.

Once more, Adelheid learned a great deal from what was said. 'Any of us'? That meant that there were others with Persona from their world; enough that they were organized into recognizing 'signs' and someone could give orders that others would obey. And from the way that both of the two looked at each other, neither was that person. Were they lost then? ...Adelheid could understand that.

Just as he could understand Ken's reluctance and Yukari's feelings. In a way, he shared them; he didn't want the power he had, but during his time in the Institute, he'd learned that they were needed. And yet he still feared them... in the end, he quietly smiled and finished ripping off his cast, leaving it on the bed as he started stretching his leg.

"I won't ask any more, then; I thank you both for being so forthright with me. There's only so much time we have tonight, and I'm sure both of you have other things to do. However, Yukari... if we could meet up at breakfast, I would appreciate it. You're welcome to join us if you wish, Ken." Of course, if they had things they'd wish to ask him, either now or then, Adelheid would answer... but if not, then the night was too precious to waste. And now Adelheid had a much better picture of who he had made a deal with... so much different than Homura and his ilk.

Watching Ken's silent response only made her heart twist, even if Yukari only had a very vague idea of what he could be thinking. Their team had a common goal to reach, but everyone had their different reasons for fighting. His reaction made her wonder... What reason did Ken have now? After recent events, was he even willing anymore?

He'll be all right, she told herself. It wouldn't help matters any if this was looked at in a negative way.

With a nod, she opted to move on. "Alright," Yukari agreed. "I'll save whatever else for the morning then. Sorry to take up so much of your time." Out of politeness, she folded her hands in front of her and made a quick bow of her head. "Thank you for helping us."

The conversation was now winding down, much to the boy's relief. With some effort, he lifted his eyes toward Adelheid. "Sure," he answered softly. "I'll stop by." Not that he had anywhere to be at breakfast or anything.

"Yes, thank you, Adelheid-san." In time to Yukari, Ken bowed his head in thanks, albeit it was difficult with a weapon in his hands. "I promise to take good care of your spear." No losing it to a giant spider this round; he'd die first.

Adelheid gently picked up Tyche and returned her to the closet, with a whispered admonition for her to stay put. Not that any kitten would deign to listen to a human being, but it made Adelheid feel a little bit better, at least. So far she'd remained safe over several nights, and if Adelheid had his choice, she'd stay that way. Of course, the kitten wasn't the only one that needed admonishing.

As Adelheid picked up his rapier, he glanced at Ken with a slight smile. "I appreciate that, but you should take care of yourself as well. I can always make another spear- I might do so anyway, if that one's too cumbersome for you. Healing, however, isn't something I can do." It was an obvious, glaring deficiency in his repertoire. He could make weapons, he could defend himself or attack... but once the damage was done, he was as weak as anyone else. Before, in his world, it hadn't been such a concern. Here? If he could only manage some kind of healing, everyone would be that much better off.

Ah well. No point in moping about what he didn't have. Adelheid took the flashlight as well, then raised his rapier in a salute before leaving the room himself. He knew he didn't have much time; which meant that he was going to be going as fast as he possibly could.

((Going to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/333472.html), and onward!))

[moving here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/333472.html?thread=27778976#t27778976) ~~after 10 years hurr~~.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Nightshift 31: M21-M30 Hallway

Re: M22

Re: M22

Re: M22

Re: M22

Re: M22

Re: M22

Re: M22

Re: M22

Re: M22

Re: M22