CHARACTERS: Misato + Gildor, Sam, Lakshmi, Seconds and others! WHERE: The Graze, Hyrypia WHEN: DAY 16-18 SUMMARY: Various starters for various attempts at winning this intergalactic scavenger hunt! WARNINGS: Bad decisions all around.
[ She sets out only once he's settled, playing out her role with relish. ]
(We can't get out without getting the symbiote out.)
[ She says it with so much certainty, having thought this through. They can defeat the Enemy and go back to their respective homes, but they would not longer be who they are. That is no freedom. ]
(Aren't you going to ask me about Damon? Or are we going to pretend he doesn't exist?)
[ She sounds so damn certain - and honestly, he can't say he completely disagrees. The symbiote has changed them, and as long as they have it they'll never be who they used to be. It's just that Sam doesn't think there's any going back. ]
(We'll never be who we were before we came here, you know. We can't go backwards. But that doesn't mean I'm gonna stop trying to figure out how to get it out and go back.) [ He's just - accepted that this might be a part of who he is now, and is more focused on holding onto what he's made of.
There's a faint flush of something between exasperation and amusement when she brings up Damon, and Sam gives a little huff, shaking his head. ]
(I'm taking a break from trying to mediate between you and Damon. I'm not interested in taking sides between you two, but I kind of felt like I made you think I was taking his.)
[ Two options remain: defeat this ineffable enemy and live the rest of their lives with the symbiote in peace (if such a thing as peace exists for the likes of them), or find a way to extricate themselves out of the mess entirely by stripping out the alien. Prince said the latter was impossible, but who is he to say? Who is anyone to say?
Misato leads her Elin to trot away from the general campsite, stopping by a modest hill to look back at the distance they've covered. ]
(I don't care about sides, or which one you take. But I have no use for stragglers.)
[ Peace sounds great, all right, Sam's a big proponent of the peace option - except he knows himself, and he knows a decent handful of them. Peace wouldn't sit right with a lot of them while their home worlds were left unattended.
But he knows as much about the symbiote and all of this as the rest of them, and that's no where near enough to tell anyone that they're wrong or suggest they shouldn't waste their time.
He stops next to her, looking over at her as she looks back. It'd felt like she cared, at the time, but he doesn't say anything about that other than the impression of a raised eyebrow. ]
[ Far enough from the encampment, she reverts back to using her voice. And the way she says the word, it might as well have been a curse. The hood may conceal her face, but the gaze she rests upon Sam has almost physical weight, and she doesn't turn away. ]
No one should have to do any of this if they don't want to. People should be able to just live their lives, to do the best they can in all this. I've always fought so others don't have to.
[ And yet - and yet. Their connection is too strong for him to hide the way part of him agrees with her, even if he wanted to. And he doesn't want to; it's been a long time since he's felt the need to hide much of anything of who he is from Misato.
He's never been all that comfortable among civilians, never been able to relate well to those who haven't thrown themselves into the fight.
Sam watches her back, not shying away from the weight of her gaze as he lets it settle over him. ]
You know I'd never be able to be just along for the ride.
[ Between the two of them, it is precisely why she even raises the topic with him. She tugs her Elin closer toward him, overstepping any barriers of personal space, with full intention of imposing her opinion upon him by words and by physical presence. ]
But you forget that all of us, no exceptions, chose this over death. Wanting has nothing to do with it anymore. [ It is a hypocritical stance, when she would fight to keep Shinji out of firing line, and Beth. ] So, do you understand what I mean?
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( We can't get out without getting the symbiote out. )
[ She says it with so much certainty, having thought this through. They can defeat the Enemy and go back to their respective homes, but they would not longer be who they are. That is no freedom. ]
( Aren't you going to ask me about Damon? Or are we going to pretend he doesn't exist? )
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( We'll never be who we were before we came here, you know. We can't go backwards. But that doesn't mean I'm gonna stop trying to figure out how to get it out and go back. ) [ He's just - accepted that this might be a part of who he is now, and is more focused on holding onto what he's made of.
There's a faint flush of something between exasperation and amusement when she brings up Damon, and Sam gives a little huff, shaking his head. ]
( I'm taking a break from trying to mediate between you and Damon. I'm not interested in taking sides between you two, but I kind of felt like I made you think I was taking his. )
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Misato leads her Elin to trot away from the general campsite, stopping by a modest hill to look back at the distance they've covered. ]
( I don't care about sides, or which one you take. But I have no use for stragglers. )
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But he knows as much about the symbiote and all of this as the rest of them, and that's no where near enough to tell anyone that they're wrong or suggest they shouldn't waste their time.
He stops next to her, looking over at her as she looks back. It'd felt like she cared, at the time, but he doesn't say anything about that other than the impression of a raised eyebrow. ]
( Stragglers? )
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[ Far enough from the encampment, she reverts back to using her voice. And the way she says the word, it might as well have been a curse. The hood may conceal her face, but the gaze she rests upon Sam has almost physical weight, and she doesn't turn away. ]
The ones who are just along for the ride.
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[ And yet - and yet. Their connection is too strong for him to hide the way part of him agrees with her, even if he wanted to. And he doesn't want to; it's been a long time since he's felt the need to hide much of anything of who he is from Misato.
He's never been all that comfortable among civilians, never been able to relate well to those who haven't thrown themselves into the fight.
Sam watches her back, not shying away from the weight of her gaze as he lets it settle over him. ]
You know I'd never be able to be just along for the ride.
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[ Between the two of them, it is precisely why she even raises the topic with him. She tugs her Elin closer toward him, overstepping any barriers of personal space, with full intention of imposing her opinion upon him by words and by physical presence. ]
But you forget that all of us, no exceptions, chose this over death. Wanting has nothing to do with it anymore. [ It is a hypocritical stance, when she would fight to keep Shinji out of firing line, and Beth. ] So, do you understand what I mean?