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capeandcowllogs2010-03-28 10:14 pm
soldieringblue) wrote in capeandcowllogs2010-03-28 10:14 pm
Entry tags:
peering through mirrors in foreign places
WHO: Ruka and Blue
WHERE: Moonybase
WHEN: Thurs, March 25, mid-afternoon
WARNINGS: God it'll probably be oozing sap by 3 replies idek
SUMMARY: Time to figure out if this old Blue is new Blue; WHAT BETTER WAY TO FIND OUT THEN BY STARING AT SMALL CHILDREN.....
FORMAT: No
How was he to approach this?
Several people had approached or called out to the Soldier in the brief time that he had arrived, some more desperate than others. It was unsettling, alienating. To be so welcomed and so familiar to such strangers...
There were explanations, of course, some more extraordinary than others. He couldn't speak to the truth of the things said over the network, but his first days on the streets were quite educational; he was hardly the only one in this situation. It was either that...or an elaborate web woven by machines grew more intricate and bound him tighter as each day passed and he accepted his abduction. There seemed little he could do about it, but a Soldier without purpose was no Soldier at all. Blue sought something he could grasp and understand.
Those memories and experiences that he didn't share seemed to be all available to him. It was troubling to think about, let alone attempt to approach. Who was truthful? Was it safe, even right? Those people knew him by sight and sound, but he had nothing in return. It needed to change. Even if it was true, and the Blue they knew was not him, then did he not have the responsibility to distinguish himself to them and put their anxieties (and his) at ease?
And he was alone, even in Yusuke's apartment. If these people really were friends, then...
Blue stared down at the strange little device in his palm and the numbers therein. He'd only been able to label a few, and of those...he wasn't certain which to approach. Who knew best?
Eventually, though, his scrolling left him at "RUKA". She had not been amongst the majority that reacted so loudly; rather than insist their acquaintence, she offered help. A name, a place to be found...A place he, or someone like him, had resided. It seemed the best start.
He gave a tentative text, announcing his intention to arrive. Perhaps it would be inconvenient, and he would have to wait longer. Part of him hoped for that; what was he going to end up finding when he pursued this?
WHERE: Moonybase
WHEN: Thurs, March 25, mid-afternoon
WARNINGS: God it'll probably be oozing sap by 3 replies idek
SUMMARY: Time to figure out if this old Blue is new Blue; WHAT BETTER WAY TO FIND OUT THEN BY STARING AT SMALL CHILDREN.....
FORMAT: No
How was he to approach this?
Several people had approached or called out to the Soldier in the brief time that he had arrived, some more desperate than others. It was unsettling, alienating. To be so welcomed and so familiar to such strangers...
There were explanations, of course, some more extraordinary than others. He couldn't speak to the truth of the things said over the network, but his first days on the streets were quite educational; he was hardly the only one in this situation. It was either that...or an elaborate web woven by machines grew more intricate and bound him tighter as each day passed and he accepted his abduction. There seemed little he could do about it, but a Soldier without purpose was no Soldier at all. Blue sought something he could grasp and understand.
Those memories and experiences that he didn't share seemed to be all available to him. It was troubling to think about, let alone attempt to approach. Who was truthful? Was it safe, even right? Those people knew him by sight and sound, but he had nothing in return. It needed to change. Even if it was true, and the Blue they knew was not him, then did he not have the responsibility to distinguish himself to them and put their anxieties (and his) at ease?
And he was alone, even in Yusuke's apartment. If these people really were friends, then...
Blue stared down at the strange little device in his palm and the numbers therein. He'd only been able to label a few, and of those...he wasn't certain which to approach. Who knew best?
Eventually, though, his scrolling left him at "RUKA". She had not been amongst the majority that reacted so loudly; rather than insist their acquaintence, she offered help. A name, a place to be found...A place he, or someone like him, had resided. It seemed the best start.
He gave a tentative text, announcing his intention to arrive. Perhaps it would be inconvenient, and he would have to wait longer. Part of him hoped for that; what was he going to end up finding when he pursued this?