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Appointments Post ( I )

This post here is for personal conversations which should happen but one or both of us doesn't want to put up a new post/log and thus we will just thread it out here. This can be used to thread with Masaomi anytime and anywhere. This can either be in person (with action), or via the journal's call feature (voice and/or written).

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[Action, March 11th]
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You're the one who signed on to be here, right? [And... done. He steps off from the console, clicks start, and now rests his hand on the handle of the door for this room] But I know.

Edited 2012-11-03 07:56 (UTC)

Yeah... I know. I just feel like we're getting distracted... I didn't know you wanted to set up a room. [ But if he leads the way, she'll follow. ]

I told you to be ready to work out. [And he opens the door to...! ..A normal looking gym. A big track, weights, some other stuff. machines. It looks normal while they're still on the outside here. And he pulls out Linda's ball to recall her into it in a flash of red light.]

Ladies first.

[...But the trick of it is that the gym has twice of Earth's gravity. It's a bit intense at first.]

[ Ooh. See, Xion is unfamiliar with gyms like this! They're normal to him, but to her they are rather a departure from her usual sort of training spaces. So she heads in with an air of curiosity...

... and immediately bows a little under the sudden increased gravity, a sound of shock escaping her. She nearly goes to one knee, unbalanced, before she rights herself and pushes back to her feet. She lifts her hands, noting the extra effort it requires wonderingly. It's like someone has attached weights to every part of her body. ]

What did you do? [ With soft awe. ]

[And he steps in - he trains in this daily, so visibly, he doesn't seem to be reacting to the extra pressure and weight. He is, of course - how he is standing is different, his posture is effected, and he's shifted his center of gravity.]

You know what gravity is, eeeh? This is twice what we have on Earth.

Wow... Masaomi, that's amazing! [ Briefly, all thoughts of anything serious go out of her head as she lights up, bright as the sun, overjoyed by this discovery. She immediately starts moving around - first just stretching, then jumping in place, then moving through a few Kyoshi forms. She doesn't do it all perfectly, of course - a few times she nearly falls flat on her face because the heavier gravity makes her miscalculate her body positions. But she manages to stay upright. ]

You must get really strong, training like this...

Why yes, yes I am.

[And he tugs at his tank top as if he were in a suit or something which would be poetic for him to expose most of his chest in. ...Okay so he is muscular but really he's mostly making a joke movement--

And he goes into his stretches as well. Standing ones, then some sitting ones, then standing again. Mostly, he's doing a warm up of getting re-acclimated (mostly in terms of breathing: he doesn't know if it's in his head, but the air feels "thicker" in here) before his run

Until the second time she falls.]

Careful though, falling like this can hurt-

I'm okay! [ She pauses briefly. ... now would be the time to bring it up, wouldn't it? But to be honest, it's going to be a little hard like this... she feels the pressure on her body, too. It's not that it's hard to breathe precisely ... it just feels off. Heavy. ]

... so ... that thing I needed to talk to you about...

Mmm. Alright, let's hear it.

[Normally, this is when he would run. But she's clearly still getting used to it. He had to take it slow the first few times he attempted this, so he instead motions for her to walk with him. He is going at what he assumes is a leisurely enough pace towards the track]

[ She follows him, keeping pace well enough. ]

... Riku told me something when I got back. About something someone had said... talking about eligible wives. [ Her brow furrows. That's still a vaguely ridiculous concept to her.

Her gaze, on the floor until now, moves to his face. Questioning, curious, a little disconcerted. ] ... he told me you said something about me.

Hoooh, did I? I probably did, thinking about it.

[If he's surprised, it doesn't show. Or well, it doesn't outside of his eyes, which aren't looking right at her. No pause, no hesitation in his voice or his step. His eyes just harden a little, distracted nothing from the grin still plastered onto his face]

[ She's silent for a moment, watching him before tilting her head and moving her gaze away, staring off into a middle distance. ]

... he said you and Luke talked. ... more like argued, from the sound of it.

[ She lifts her hands, moving them against the strange gravity, curling and uncurling her fingers. ]

... do you really think ... I'm like his possession?

[ Her voice is not accusatory. If anything, she is a little sad, and she glances at him again, bright eyed and otherwise inscrutable. ]

I think I'm going to punch Riku-kun later.

[Lightly. quietly. He signs, shaking his head. how to address that indeed, particularly when she asked in that tone... really, he doesn't know Luke from Adam. Not really]

... I think he thought I deserved to know. I...

[ ... she didn't want to, really, if she's completely honest with herself. She could have done without knowing. But here they are. ]

Please, don't be angry at him. He ... he's always been there to protect me. He was just trying to help.

[ ... after a moment, she closes the gap, approaching him and laying a gentle hand on his shoulder. It takes rather more calculation than she'd like, in this environment. ]

... why did you say that?

Always, huh? He sure did a great job guarding that heart of yours.

[He's still mad. He considers jerking out from under her to get the hand off, but he knows it might make her trip. So instead he just says this in a scathing tone. To be honest, he wasn't that involved in their break up. He doesn't know that many of the details. He just knows they did break up, and he knows she'd been upset.]

[ Well. The bite in that statement, and the words themselves, will get her to let go. It hurts, and it really shouldn't after all this time.

She's silent for a long moment, memories washing over her as she struggles and fails to say ... anything. Anything at all. The look on Riku's face when she told him it was over. The way he tried so hard, over and over and over again, to win her back before that. All their petty arguments, the fight where he hurt her... his letter...

She still has that letter. And she only rereads it in dark moments when she believes she isn't worth very much at all. ]

... no ... he didn't. I know that. [ Said softly and very sadly. Masaomi struck a nerve whether he intended to or not. ] ... he knows that, too. Sometimes I still ... think about it. [ She winces over the words, as if that were not a thing she'd been intending to admit. ] Everything went so wrong... it was awful for a long time. But... I had to let go of the past. Or ... I never would have been able to face him again.

... are ... are you angry at him?

[He stops walking to stare at her with cold, hard, eyes. His rage boils for the duration of it, and when she speaks again... his tone is very light, very cold. Very callous] Angry...? Ah, haha. It's not my place, but if I were angry, I feel like Ino-chan wouldn't have a whole boyfriend now, would she?

[Disgusting. It's disgusting. He's disgusted.]

[ She turns from him then, abruptly, wounded in a way she would be hard pressed to describe. Maybe it's Ino's name... maybe it's the memory of discovering Riku was dating someone in the midst of her grief over Luke's looming death. Maybe its the strange implicit threat.

But she's still not used to the gravity, and her sudden movement puts her off balance. She falls to her knees with an oof of breath, legs out to her sides. She just sits there for a moment. ]

... have you ever been controlled by someone, Masaomi? Do you know what it's really like to be someone's puppet? To have someone... always pulling your strings? [ She bows her head. She's looking at her hands as she talks, thinking of a predatory smile and orange-gold eyes. There is nothing accusatory to her tone; only something muted and strange and unhappy. ]

I do. Before I got to Luceti, that's all I was... a puppet. A weapon. Trash... I couldn't even do what they made-- what they wanted me to do.

[ Her voice turns a little sharp, only because of her hurt. ]

Luke doesn't own me. I'll never be his possession. He respects me... he would never treat me like that. He makes me happy. You still haven't told me why you said that.

Of course I have. [What is it with Luceti and people using their tragedy to make a point? do they think the have some monopoly on it? She doesn't even stop in her speech to give him time to answer -- she clearly expects no one to react to that -- and it pisses him off. It's perhaps because of that he only took one step forward to help her before he stopped.]

Then why?

[ She turns her head to look at him, uncertain and a little angry and still hurt. ]

Hoooh. [Still pissed off, he crouches before finally sitting down on the ground. He crosses his legs, his eyes still dull and a little angry. He can't work too hard anyway, he is still tired from that Hospital mission]

I wonder, does every word said by those who are not poets have meaning?

[ ... she moves to face him, shifting on the floor. ]

... what do you mean?

I... mean that I don't even know Luke-kun from Tanaka Taro. How can I have theories of such a man?

[ ... she rests her chin on her palm, staring at him with more confusion than anything else now. ]

Then why did you say that?

Would you believe, "he annoyed me?"

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