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Entry tags:
- allen,
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- methos,
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- sanzo,
- sora,
- soubi,
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Nightshift 38: East Wing, Hall A
[From here.]
Soubi was certain he knew the way now. He'd come along here with Ritsuka, alone....teasing the boy with that can. Oh yes. He'd enjoyed that, though they'd had discussions about things Soubi would rather have hidden from. But you can't win them all.
Finding the door, he gave the handle a twist and a push but, like last time, it was a job for his shoulder. He stepped back before forcing his weight into it. The door opened and he shone the light in from the torch, checking for monsters.
[Going here.]
Soubi was certain he knew the way now. He'd come along here with Ritsuka, alone....teasing the boy with that can. Oh yes. He'd enjoyed that, though they'd had discussions about things Soubi would rather have hidden from. But you can't win them all.
Finding the door, he gave the handle a twist and a push but, like last time, it was a job for his shoulder. He stepped back before forcing his weight into it. The door opened and he shone the light in from the torch, checking for monsters.
[Going here.]
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"Things don't happen as they 'should'," Jiraiya replied. "Orochimaru shouldn't have left the village, and shouldn't have become what he did. Minato shouldn't have died. Naruto should have parents. I should have been able to defeat Pain, instead of falling to him in battle."
"I couldn't protect them," Jiraiya's voice wavered slightly, if only for a moment. "But I did the best I could, and even if it wasn't good enough... I died knowing that I gave it my all and that Naruto would finish it for me, somehow."
He sighed, then, ".. But that probably doesn't help you any. The only thing you can do now is to focus on what you can do for them. You can be there for your friend, now that she's back to normal. You can help discover how the hell to get out of this place. But in order to do so, you have to acknowledge your own limits--so that you can break them."
"You can either let it destroy you with guilt or harden your resolve," Jiraiya shifted the case, freeing a hand to place on Renamon's shoulder. "... You aren't inadequate--you're a hu--a living being that has merely run into the walls of her current limitations. That's what life is. ... But you can climb walls, if only you take the time to figure out how."
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She would not be seen as that weak.
Renamon regreted saying anything. She knew everything Jiraiya said, and there was no reason for her to have brought that up. No reason at all. She merely nodded stiffly at him to show she understood, before turning back towards the doorway. "Shall we proceed?"
As earlier, the subject change was obvious, but at night moreso than any other time, she needed to be the emotionless warrior, and not the being that was slowly transitioning to a human against her will.
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He knew he couldn't get her to talk more than that--it would be futile and would only aggravate her. Renamon was too concerned with appearing strong in front of him. Even touching her shoulder for a moment would get a bad reaction.
They also had a mission to finish.
Jiraiya sighed, letting the subject drop entirely, "Yes. Let's get moving."
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Rika was waiting for her.
A different part of her realized she'd have to come to terms with this soon, or risk it overtaking her, but that was something that could be taken care of in the light of day. Even though her days were full of meetings and interviews. Renamon stood still for a moment, understanding how much she was changing.
Then she moved forward.
[to here]
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And back to this hall. This was turning out like the night she spent with Yukari. The possessions room was right down this way....
Walking ahead, she asked softly, "How is Naruto? Really?"
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"As for the longterm effects of what they did to him--" Jiraiya's smile fell into a slight frown. "--I don't know yet. He's not ready to talk about it yet, I don't think. But if Naruto's lucky, whatever they did won't work, and we won't have to worry about his physical condition."
Jiraiya already knew that even Naruto wouldn't be that lucky, and that was obvious from the tone of his voice. At the same time, though, his voice wasn't admitting defeat. Naruto would get through this, somehow--he had a lot of people who cared about him to fall back upon if he needed them.
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"You don't know anything about the process? Or any effects?" She paused a moment, before continuing. "It would be better to get the details sooner rather than later, in case there's a chance of..." Reversing it might be out of the question. "Lessening it.
"From the people I've spoken with on the subject, the experiments are individualized--each pertains personally to the person. Is there anything... unique about Naruto that would be of interest to them?"
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He grew serious after that, frowning in thought. "... There are reasons why they'd be interested in him, but..." Jiraiya had to think about how to phrase it. "... His eyes wouldn't be the most interesting thing, if they were experimenting on what most people would go after."
"If it was that--" He gave her an apologetic look to say that he couldn't tell her what that was, not to mention that part of him felt bad for practically giving Renamon a dissertation, but he did some of his best thinking around her, when he had someone to bounce ideas off of, even if she wasn't saying anything. "--then they would have implanted a device either in his heart or close to his stomach. So if it's not after power, then..."
Jiraiya paused for a moment, considering, before he continued, "It'd have to be his personality. Something about him--Naruto's not your average kid. He doesn't give up when everyone else in the world would, when there shouldn't be any rational chance he could succeed--and then he does. And he can instill that sense of confidence in others, to renew their hope, and change them. That's why we have a true alliance with one of the other villages, now; Naruto helped their leader, Gaara, see--"
He froze for a moment, thoughts colliding, and then he frowned deeper, almost angry. "... See a different path. It's. It must be something about the way he sees things that they're after. He sees things differently than others. That's why Naruto can overcome just about any physical hardship they throw at him, but emotionally--he's been alone for too long--it. Certain things could break him, very easily, and even if he could recover from those things...."
But that wouldn't explain why that was a bad thing to Renamon, why emotionally it was more dangerous for Naruto to be hurt. Jiraiya had to go at it from another angle.
"Strong emotions define Naruto," Jiraiya stated, shaking his head, then glancing at Renamon, "His presence can fill a room when he's excited. But it's when he's hurting and silent that his presence is the most deafening. He's been alone for too long--Naruto tends to bottle his pain behind a smile, and has done it for so long that when it's unleashed...."
And now he was scowling, visibly angry, "... If they use emotionally energy to keep us here, the amount pouring out of him would make it easy for them to trap others and keep those already here bound."
The anger left him after a moment, fast enough that it even surprised him, and it was replaced with a sense of weariness. ".. being restrained in order to do that procedure would have already started the process, not to mention meeting his 'parents' for the first time in his life... But that wouldn't be enough to break him--it'd have to be something much bigger than that. It's just a matter of how they plan on attempting that with whatever they did to his eyes that worries me..."
Jiraiya trailed off, not wanting to explore the idea farther than that for the time being.
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