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thisavrou_log2016-08-03 01:59 pm
braceforimpact) wrote in thisavrou_log2016-08-03 01:59 pm
Man Fears The Darkness [Open]
Who: Kaworu Nagisa and Toriel, at least. Maybe you?
When: August 7, maybe?
Where: Near the Ploiatos' Containment
What: I cannot believe someone has to dissuade Kaworu from freeing the Ploiatos, but here we are.
Warnings: Eva spoilers, probably. Otherwise, Kaworu.
Kaworu's interest in the Ploiatos grows in little pieces. He reads the questions people ask of the Captains, reads the Captains' answers. He does this sitting on his bed in the dark, his face illuminated by the light of his MID. He hears bits of conversation in the hallways, when people walk past him. The environment is familiar; low lighting and metal walls, an oppressive secrecy and rigid constraints.
It feels like SEELE. Less so, in some ways. People laugh. A running figure is as likely to be a young person in high spirits as it is a sign of trouble. He loiters, untracked, in the halls.
But there's still control. Still secrecy.
And there's the Ploiatos.
He doesn't ask what it is, why it's here. Why it's a secret. Not in person and not on the MID. He's familiar enough with this kind of secretive authority.
A powerful, dangerous being--one that isn't regarded as human, but isn't strictly inhuman--being contained without any real explanation.
He'll find his way to its containment on his own. It's guarded, of course. But he isn't concerned about that. A power that can overcome his AT Field... such a thing isn't kept on the Moira. And a lock that can keep him out has not been built here.
He'd rather not hurt anyone, of course.
But the Ploiatos...
When: August 7, maybe?
Where: Near the Ploiatos' Containment
What: I cannot believe someone has to dissuade Kaworu from freeing the Ploiatos, but here we are.
Warnings: Eva spoilers, probably. Otherwise, Kaworu.
Kaworu's interest in the Ploiatos grows in little pieces. He reads the questions people ask of the Captains, reads the Captains' answers. He does this sitting on his bed in the dark, his face illuminated by the light of his MID. He hears bits of conversation in the hallways, when people walk past him. The environment is familiar; low lighting and metal walls, an oppressive secrecy and rigid constraints.
It feels like SEELE. Less so, in some ways. People laugh. A running figure is as likely to be a young person in high spirits as it is a sign of trouble. He loiters, untracked, in the halls.
But there's still control. Still secrecy.
And there's the Ploiatos.
He doesn't ask what it is, why it's here. Why it's a secret. Not in person and not on the MID. He's familiar enough with this kind of secretive authority.
A powerful, dangerous being--one that isn't regarded as human, but isn't strictly inhuman--being contained without any real explanation.
He'll find his way to its containment on his own. It's guarded, of course. But he isn't concerned about that. A power that can overcome his AT Field... such a thing isn't kept on the Moira. And a lock that can keep him out has not been built here.
He'd rather not hurt anyone, of course.
But the Ploiatos...
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This whole expedition was pointless. Seeing it firsthand wouldn't change anything. So why does he feel so disappointed?
And then Kaworu passes by. He's...relaxed. He's not sneaking, he's just walking. Its like he doesn't even see the armed men just down the hallway.]
You can't see it from out here.
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Kaworu blinks, slowly. He smiles, stopping to holds Ralph's gaze effortlessly.]
Were you hoping to?
[He has an uncanny knack for finding children on the Moira. In turn, those children have a tendency to become the only individuals capable of tolerating his existence for long.]
I have heard that the being held behind that door is very dangerous.
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Okay on this ship full of strange people of all sorts, one Chinese person with white hair was one thing, but now two? Did all of them secretly have white hair? Had he been lied to?
But that was the least important thing that was happening right now. He's got the Beast to think about. And talk about.]
Yes. I know. I saw the video.
[If this second white haired person was trying to stealthily reprimand him for coming down here it wasn't going to work. He was down here too after all, and he couldn't be that much older than he was.]
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Hmmm.]
... I see.
[How human of you.
Unfortunately, Kaworu doesn't have the time or interest in entertaining that here.]
Well, perhaps you'll get your wish eventually. I am sure you're not the only one who wants to see this Ploiatos revealed.
[It would probably help Ralph if Kaworu stopped staring directly at him. And maybe blinked more.]
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He frowns at the boy's phrasing. The Ploiatos was already revealed. It was shown to the whole ship. He's not sure what else that means, but it makes him uneasy.]
Do you? Want to see it, I mean.
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"What are you doing down here at this time of night, dear?" Kaworu still isn't her favorite person, but concern rises to the surface. "You should be getting some sleep."
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Admittedly, Toriel had finished there sooner than he'd have liked, but it would be no obstacle.
Except that he hadn't expected one of them to be Toriel.
He's also not expecting her.... concern?
'Dear.' She doesn't even...
...well, it doesn't matter. Such a sentiment would be misplaced anyway.
"....I don't need sleep." He finally admits, his brows peaking almost apologetically.
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"Beyond that, you shouldn't linger here." Toriel has seen what the creature once man contained could do, she does not wish to see it again.
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Kaworu receives the look without comment, his unusual smile absent now. In its place is a flatter, emptier look.
'Most people need sleep.' Toriel has answered herself with her statement. Reading isn't useful or productive for him. Informative only sometimes.
Then he closes his eyes, and the face he usually wears starts to come back.
"Because of the Ploiatos, right?" His smile is thin and knowing.
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Ploitaos is dangerous, very dangerous, but they were a person once. Toriel knows as much from reading and listening through what the new captains had posted on the network
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Perhaps what's misaligned is nothing more or less than Kaworu himself.
But her word choice attracts his attention, if only briefly.
"You call it a person?"
Very briefly.
"You pity it for what it has become."
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"A person we cannot help just yet, not with what little information we have that led them to this state."
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"You say it is no longer itself. Do you mean to say, then, that it is something else?"
His expression has fallen back into seriousness--of a speculative sort, at first. Then he pauses, putting a bit of weight on the silence. "Something that is not a person to you?"
There's little pause before he continues: "Is that why you pity it?"