Hino Rei (
flameandpassion) wrote2011-04-25 04:19 pm
Entry tags:
- and so ends the worst week ever,
- break my little heart in two,
- friends = family,
- fuck you seriously,
- insecurities seriously suck balls,
- not as strong as she appears,
- only mildly panicked here,
- secretly misses usagi,
- shinto priestess by day,
- stop recording me,
- the animus aren't cool,
- this really hurts,
- usagi is the sweet one
52 [Accidental Video]
[There's a series of slammed doors, when the PCD turns on -- anyone who has been inside of it will recognize the Temple of Heaven -- and anyone who pays attention will see that the reason for the slammed doors is quickly approaching the device.
Rei is opening doors, looking inside rooms, and slamming them shut.
Over. And over. And over. And over. And over.
It's a large temple, after all. There are a lot of rooms to look through.
But once Rei has reached the final door, the one closest to the PCD, she is breathless, her fingers are trembling, and she yanks it open with much more force than absolutely necessary. The door slams into the adjacent wall and the PCD manages to look inside it, quickly -- an empty, unused room -- before Rei slams the door shut so hard that the wall shakes.]
Damn it --
[It's choked through a sob as she turns away from the PCD, her shoulders trembling, as she struggles to get ahold of herself. The trembling soon turns into full out shaking and Rei turns, her back hitting the wall, so she can sink to the floor, her hands burying themselves in her hair as she cries.
Sometimes, it's just one last straw to finally break the camel's back.]
Rei is opening doors, looking inside rooms, and slamming them shut.
Over. And over. And over. And over. And over.
It's a large temple, after all. There are a lot of rooms to look through.
But once Rei has reached the final door, the one closest to the PCD, she is breathless, her fingers are trembling, and she yanks it open with much more force than absolutely necessary. The door slams into the adjacent wall and the PCD manages to look inside it, quickly -- an empty, unused room -- before Rei slams the door shut so hard that the wall shakes.]
Damn it --
[It's choked through a sob as she turns away from the PCD, her shoulders trembling, as she struggles to get ahold of herself. The trembling soon turns into full out shaking and Rei turns, her back hitting the wall, so she can sink to the floor, her hands burying themselves in her hair as she cries.
Sometimes, it's just one last straw to finally break the camel's back.]

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I am not sick.
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...you're sure?
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[Kind of hard to correct someone when the mere fact that they're not calling you "Murderer" is enough. And violence? Yeah, let's not.]
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She lets her hand drop into her lap with a deeper frown.
Usagi is so much better at this than she is.]
You don't have to pretend around me, Toushirou, if something is bothering you.
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[His tone is noticeably harder as he says it. He's not here to talk about his problems. They already did that.]
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[Her tone holds no bite to it -- just a careful reminder, before Rei drops it. Her hands fold together on her lap as she looks back out towards the trees.
She's still half-hoping that Usagi is lost somewhere and is taking far too long to get home.]
... it's better, anyway, that she's not here.
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For her. You mean, "It's better for her."
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...I survived without her here before. I can do it again.
[But it sounds hollow.]
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[A small brow raise. In case you haven't noticed, Hino, you're kind of infamous.]
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Because she doubts that. And that's, really, what matters, in the end.]
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Lately there's been a trend of people disappearing and reappearing shortly afterward.
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I know.
[She leans forward, slightly, to hold her head in her hands.]
... it's not that she's gone, it's -- I've seen Usagi ressurrect worlds. I've seen her bring people back to life. She's the most powerful person in the universe, she's sealed away evil itself --
[There's the slightest hitch of breath, but Rei chews on the inside of her cheek, hard, to stop it before it starts.]
If the Animus can take her away without any trouble at all, what hope do the rest of us have?
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[It's not a comforting thing to say. The opposite, really. But it's the truth.]
We've known from the beginning that the animus have almost complete, if not complete, control of this place. Shinigami, demons, humans, gods. As long as they're here, the animus are able to limit their abilities and manipulate their surroundings in order to control them.
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[It's quiet.
It feels as if the Animus just ripped whatever hope she had of conquering this place right out from underneath her.]
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He sighs, looking up momentarily before bringing his gaze back down, folding his hands between his legs.]
It will probably never feel the same way it did before again.
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It's funny, how Usagi had escaped before she could do so. Rei supposes she should be grateful, for that fact, but instead, she feels impossibly lost.]
... Usagi would say that we made a promise to take control of this city and promises can't be broken, no matter what.
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Not that I'd get a chance to -- you know, I've spent my whole life wondering if anyone else can do what I do -- sense energy and darkness and stuff, but it's really annoying that everyone knows where I am at all times.
[Between you, Ulquiorra, and Szayel, Rei has no privacy. 8|]
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Because he is right.]
[offline] Gah. Where did that "should" come from? :|
[offline] The Animus. ... or something.
Or -- following people around.
[Or creepy. Shut up.]
[offline] ...yeah. Let's go with that.
[And, well. If she really doesn't approve of it, maybe it would be better for him to stop.... Not that he'll say that out loud. It would just worry her again.]
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