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First.
Most of the week has come and gone in relative peace; it's an uneasy peace, but the fact is that it exists, and sometimes that's the most one can ask for. Friday dawns like the rest of the week before it – the clock chimes the hour at seven, the doors to the kitchen and the mail room unlock and swing partially ajar of their own volition, and the building is quiet. Perhaps this week has passed relatively painlessly, and no one's decided to find out what your captor means by that last rule of his; perhaps the communal lifestyle has remained undisturbed, whether due to the lack of threat to everyone's well-being from any sort of outside source or just because no one sees a reason to push their luck. Or perhaps somebody decided to be a damn overachiever and take some initiative. Only one way to find out, isn't there? >Explore? |
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It's a good thing we actually have a police inspector on our side. ...Assuming, of course, he isn't the culprit. Wouldn't that be something, if we relied on a fake autopsy he was using to cover his own ass?
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...Do you want to look, um...s-somewhere else? [Ashley sure doesn't but well they kind of have a mystery to solve, don't they?]
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Let's just walk and talk for now. If we see something suspicious on the way, we'll stop.
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Least of all a hanging.
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[are we using investigation time for character building. you bet the fuck we are.]
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I'm so sorry. I've never... I won't ask about it again, j-just- how do you... What do you do after you've seen something l-like that?
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I was five years old, when I saw the body hanging from the ceiling.
And I swore after I did I was never going to cry, ever again.
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Sh- shit, shit. You were- yo-- B- you just- shut it off, oh, Asuka...
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From that point on, I decided. I never wanted to be weak again. I wanted to do everything I could to stand on my own two feet. I home-schooled myself. I joined the Air Force. I went to college. I prepared myself for piloting my Eva. And I fought. And I won.
All on my own, all by myself.
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[She sounds surprised and sad and- ...almost a little bit envious, honestly.]
You're so strong.
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[ She spits that last word out. If only they knew, the 80 meter tall doll she plays with now.
And, of course, the other one. ]
Which was fine, honestly, because it let me throw myself into my work...and when I joined the Air Force, well, that was that.
[ Asuka's barely looked up this whole time; staring around as the two of them walk, looking for some kind of clue or anything out of place...not much is turning up in the hallways, though, it'd seem. ]
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...They sound horrible. [Icy, bitter, angry.] They sound- you were hurt. You were a freaking kid, that's disgusting. Someone should've been watching out for you.
[She's completely forgotten to keep a look out for anything, just focused on the other girl walking alongside her.]
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Please. I didn't need their pity or anything like that. I wanted to get stronger on my own. So I didn't need anyone to watch out for me, or take care of me, or anything stupid like that.
I've been alone this long. I'll stay alone.
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I meant... Not even a friend?
[They've looped around to the foyer. Didn't Ashley have a letter to pick up here, before everything...?]
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I tried that. After I joined NERV, after I started piloting.
Wasn't my thing.
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It just sounds lonely.
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You wrote the guy too, huh? I tried to write him the other day, wanted to see if he knew German.
He did. The Arschloch
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