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guillotineroom) wrote2022-09-28 03:17 pm
guillotineroom) wrote2022-09-28 03:17 pm
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[step into my office]
Who: minato, and. . . ???
When: day ???
Where: ???
What:
[when Minato exchanges his tokens for the Moon, he will suddenly find his entire world suddenly lurching around him. his stomach flips, a wave of nausea will overcome him, and everything around him seems to twist and turn and melt. . . it's a similar transition to the one everyone experienced when they were brought to the Inner Prison]
[and when everything comes to--]
[he finds himself standing in an office, with everything decorated in familiar shades of gold and blue. there seems to be another presence here with him in the form of a bright crescent of light located behind the desk. no matter how hard to tries to perceive the light, however, he simply cannot. whatever this presence is. . . it's beyond his ability to comprehend. staring at the light for too long will give him a headache. very eldritchy!!]
[what he can comprehend, however, is a voice]
Though my temper still simmers, I acknowledge that hard work should be properly rewarded.
Speak, Whatever. For now, my time is yours.
[that sure is the Warden! it sounds like she's pulled herself together since her outburt, at least]
When: day ???
Where: ???
What:
[when Minato exchanges his tokens for the Moon, he will suddenly find his entire world suddenly lurching around him. his stomach flips, a wave of nausea will overcome him, and everything around him seems to twist and turn and melt. . . it's a similar transition to the one everyone experienced when they were brought to the Inner Prison]
[and when everything comes to--]
[he finds himself standing in an office, with everything decorated in familiar shades of gold and blue. there seems to be another presence here with him in the form of a bright crescent of light located behind the desk. no matter how hard to tries to perceive the light, however, he simply cannot. whatever this presence is. . . it's beyond his ability to comprehend. staring at the light for too long will give him a headache. very eldritchy!!]
[what he can comprehend, however, is a voice]
Though my temper still simmers, I acknowledge that hard work should be properly rewarded.
Speak, Whatever. For now, my time is yours.
[that sure is the Warden! it sounds like she's pulled herself together since her outburt, at least]
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He's already got a headache from the transition, and trying to look at said light just makes it worse--ultimately, he ends up swallowing a few times to try to keep his stomach from flip-flopping more, and stares at the desk instead. ]
... Oh. So that's how it is.
[ he supposes that makes sense for the Moon!
But uh. He did not prepare questions for this moment!! ]
Um... are you doing okay?
[ Minato: spends 10 tokens to ask the Warden if she's doing alright. ]
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[judging him slightly]
[and then, primly--]
I have been better.
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Ah... I'm sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help?
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There is not. I prefer not to accept. . . "help". . . from humans.
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I see... okay then. If you say so, Warden-san.
[ a beat. ]
Wait--is there a better name that I can call you?
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[. . . Minato is unable to parse the name. he can hear it, for a definition of-- "hear?" but the syllables are completely incomprehensible, just like the light. more eldritch!!]
However, as I understand humans are unable to comprehend my title, I suppose you may refer to me as the name of my current vessel.
Shelley.
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Ah... okay. Shelley-san, then.
[ ... ]
Do you mind if I ask... Is this place related to the Velvet Room?
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It is.
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... Are you an attendant?
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[she's answering his questions, but she sure is not. . . elaborating]
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Huh... you just seem so similar to them. Your style and how you look... it's just like Elizabeth.
What are you instead? You're part of the Velvet Room then too, right?
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Sister--?
[and then the light stabilizes, and the Warden growls out her next reply, clearly displeased]
I am not. I am merely borrowing its power.
You may consider me a god.
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You're... borrowing it?
Where's Igor-san? I can't imagine he's okay with all of this--
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Who. . .?
[does she really not know Igor or did she just not take the time to learn who he is, mystery for the ages]
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Ah... poor Igor-san...
Okay, I think I get it a bit though. So I guess I'll change gears, and--um. What does our rehabilitation look like to you?
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What a strange question. Perhaps I should posit the same inquiry to you?
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[ so it's fair to wanna know what that looks like!!! ]
I don't think anyone here really needs rehabilitation, so... it's hard for me to answer that. I guess--finding a place where everyone's happier and more content with themselves and their lives...?
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"Everyone". . . there is no room for "everyone" to be happier and content. One individual's "happiness" will inevitably cause another's misery.
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... "Inevitably"...? It's true that that can happen sometimes... but I don't think anything about it is inevitable. The more we all learn and grow... "rehabilitate", even, if you want to use that word--the more likely we can avoid that sort of thing.
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Humans care not to learn about that which is different from what they know.
Humans will always lash out, and kill, and destroy, that they cannot understand.
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... Is that what happened to you?
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Mine and I need a place to call our own. A place far away from the destructive force of humans. Without vessels of their own, I must prepare suitable alternatives for them.
I make no apologies for utilizing you and the other Inmates for this purpose.
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... I'm sorry that that happened to you, and to them. I'm sure I'm not alone in thinking that I'd like for our companions to get out of this with a safe place to live too.
... But have you asked them? If they want to be in our bodies forever, like this?
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And perhaps, if I am able to create a place where mine and I can exist without being hunted, then she will. . .
[. . . she trails off]
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"Then she will"...?
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At any rate, I suppose that is a long-winded answer to your question. "What does your rehabilitation mean to me."
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You know, Shelley-san... you're not very good at answering questions.
I do appreciate the effort, though.
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You ask ridiculous inquiries.
Is there anything else you desire?
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think, minato, think!!! ]
Um--wait. You mentioned a "she"... who's that"?
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She is no one important. Do not concern yourself with it, Whatever.
Is there anything else you desire?
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Mm... can I ask just a little bit more?
Why... are some of the games so bad? How does that help anyone--even yours?
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It is necessary for my rehabilitation.
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It is simply a part of the process. Pain and agony. . . it is all a part of life, just as much as joy and happiness are, correct?
[a very indirect say of saying "yeh it's the strong emotions"]
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Mm... okay. I thought it was something like that.
[ he's quiet for a moment, hesitating, before finally: ]
I hope... you're able to find happiness with her, Shelley-san. I really do.
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We are finished here. I shall return you to where you came.
[the world is starting to lurch again; any last words, Minato?]
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[ ah... he's out of time, isn't he? He pushed his luck a little too much.
A brief pause, Minato squinting through the brewing headache behind his eyes at the way the world shifts and lurches. ]
--We'll find a way! To help your children, and your love. I promise...!
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[that statement is met with a loud shriek, which eventually tapers off into a very snake-like hiss. the world lurches around Minato, and when he comes to. . . he'll find himself lying in his bed in Cerberus]
[it seems like he was only gone for an hour, at the most]