http://tartaros-avatar.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] tartaros-avatar.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-05-30 06:04 pm

Night 41: M-A Block Hallway

[from here]

Recluse surveyed the hallway as he stepped out into it, looking for Marcus. Nothing. He'd just have to wait and see if he'd turn up, then. He headed for the door to the cell block exit, keeping alert for any monsters that might be lying in wait. They usually seemed to take a few minutes at least to start attacking attacking, but that was no reason to act like a fool.

[identity profile] moral-liberty.livejournal.com 2009-06-02 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Kaworu wasn't sure what to make of Otacon's reaction to his name. He had seemed shocked to hear it, but Kaworu didn't recognize him at all. He tried to pull out any memories relating to Otacon or Otacon's face, but it was fruitless. For a moment, he saw a worried scientist who had taken his blood on occasion when he was very young, but it had been so long ago that Kaworu remembered nothing about them besides their glasses and unhappy eyes. The image faded; it was not Otacon. He was new, though just as sad.

The other possibility was that he was an employee of Nerv or Seele that had potentially been informed of the incident. But the fact that he appeared sincerely unnerved to hear Kaworu's name suggested that Otacon was innocent. He was not here to watch Kaworu. Kaworu believed Otacon was was simply unlucky, not deceitful.

"Time is not necessarily relative to the impact of an event. More can transpire in a single moment than in years," Kaworu said, watching Otacon carefully. "Why is your heart heavy?"

[identity profile] 141-12.livejournal.com 2009-06-02 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
More can transpire in a single moment than in years. Truer words had never been spoken by an anime teenager who was really an angel compelled to destroy humanity. Or something. Otacon might have watched Neon Genesis Evangelion at least eleven times, but that didn't mean the plot was any more comprehensible to him.

He glanced back at Kaworu and smiled slightly, touched by the young man's perceptiveness. Even if Otacon wasn't about to unload all his burdens onto a stranger (sort of stranger, anyway), it was nice to be asked. Was this how Shinji Ikari had felt? Which... actually, was an incredibly inappropriate thought to have, wasn't it, considering Shinji's relationship to Kaworu and their decades of age difference and Kaworu's questionable maturity, not that Otacon was even thinking of the boy that way, just—

Otacon blushed bright red, and pushed his glasses more firmly into place. "I was thinking about home, that's all," he answered shortly. "Er, Kaworu, were you headed somewhere? I don't want to keep you, since I don't think it's a good idea to hang around anywhere for too long..."
Edited 2009-06-02 04:52 (UTC)

[identity profile] moral-liberty.livejournal.com 2009-06-02 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, but it can wait." Outside, where he knew he would eventually have to go, all that awaited him was death. Either his, or Shinji's. Kaworu wouldn't have minded if he could somehow be assured that he wouldn't succeed, but who could say now. He only knew that he didn't want that destiny, and was no longer sure if he ever had. It was simply an irresistible pull deep within him to keep moving towards it, though he somehow found it easier than ever to push those urges aside. They had once been the feelings that defined him, but his life had since been rearranged for the better.

"I would like to come with you, if you are going somewhere," Kaworu announced, and felt none of the inner conflict he might have expected. He didn't want to find Lilith or Adam... and that was comfortable. Acceptable. Maybe he had been granted freedom after all, even if it was fleeting.

[identity profile] 141-12.livejournal.com 2009-06-03 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Otacon blinked in surprise. "Really? Well... sure! I guess we newcomers should stick together. Safety in numbers, and all that." He grinned at Kaworu, feeling inexplicably cheered by the teenager's company. In a day full of confusing and unsettling events, he supposed he could do a lot worse for company than an Eva pilot. Unless that Eva pilot was Asuka, maybe. Otacon winced a little to imagine what the young woman would think of him if she were here instead.

"Come on." He pointed to the patient block exit with his flashlight.

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