So When Sleep Just Won't Come

[ninehundredlives]

[Well, that sure did happen.

Logan is dead, and for once the rest of the students were all there to bear witness. After that, does anybody really want to lie alone in their dark bedrooms all night?

Of course not. That's why people are gathering in the dining hall. It's still dark, but the room is lit with a hastily-assembled host of candles, mostly forming a protective half-circle around the far corner of the room. There's also at least one garbage-can fire, courtesy of Sukuyo. Will that be enough to keep the shadows at bay? Only one way to find out...

There's pillows and blankets too, but try not to fall asleep out here. Keep an eye out for any neighbors who might be nodding off too. That would be against the rules, and there's been more than enough punishment for one night.]

Comments

[perpend]

No. At least I don't think so.

But you saw it, didn't it? When Logan..... woke back up. The thing reappeared, and was impaled by a sword. That must have been his work.

[announcemyvictory]

I only came out when Susan started ou think that he revived on his own?

[perpend]

He was dead in my arms. A hole straight through his chest.

And then, all of a sudden, he was awake. Healing from some impossible to recover from wound and charged the thing.

[ninehundredlives]

He did it so quickly...

[As if that's the really odd thing about Logan dying and getting up again?]

[perpend]

How... how did it happen?

How is something like that even possible?!

[ninehundredlives]

It's certainly possible.

[forcegalactic]

...I wonder if that was somethin' he could already do or if there's somethin' up with how the shadow works.

[perpend]

Even if it was something he could do, it's been made clear that whatever powers people have were taken away-- either by the Conductor or someone else.

[ninehundredlives]

Unless you're Dio, apparently.

[Susan thinks that surviving as a disembodied head launching itself around by its arteries kinda counts as some kind of something.]

[perpend]

....I'll be honest, I don't know what the hell that was or how it was possible, either.

[HE WAS A FLOATING HEAD, JESUS CHRIST HE'S SCARRED FOR LIFE]

[ninehundredlives]

I assumed it was some sort of vampire thing?

[You have to stake them or something, right?]

[perpend]

Possibly.

Maybe it was....

[ugh, is he seriously saying this]

....Biological, like Kaneki's situation.

[zomgboom]

[throws a folded note at Cabanela's head.

it's relevant, she swears.]

[forcegalactic]

But how else can you explain it? Only time I've ever seen people come back to life after dyin' of fatal wounds was because of my Force Galactic. Which is a power. Which none of us have, apparently.

...We got ghosts here; there mighta been somethin' happenin' while he was passin' over.

[perpend]

.....

Maybe he was just too stubborn to die.

[forcegalactic]

How's that even possible? Once your body's done, you're dead.

[perpend]

...I've seen it happen before.

Though it wasn't anything like Logan miraculously coming back to life.

[ninehundredlives]

If it was something to do with ghosts, one of them could probably tell us later.

[Susan leans forward, apparently interested in the conversation. It's totally not a cover for slipping Cabanela a note.]

[ninehundredlives]

...I know this is...a nasty sort of thing to say, but...

If his ghost somehow went back into his body, would that really heal him? Bring him back to life? Or would it just sort of...

[Susan makes a vague gesture. Meat puppet. She's talking about a ghost possessing a bloody dead meat puppet.]

[perpend]

I'm preeeetty sure it would be like controlling a.... well. You know.

But I could be wrong.

[forcegalactic]

N-no, I don't think it works like that. Unless you count a ghost and a soul as the same thing, but then you have the issue of bodily damage, and...well, I never saw that happen, so I don't know how that would turn out.

[perpend]

Why wouldn't a ghost and a soul be considered the same thing?

After all, ghosts are capable of controlling other people.

[Cabanela, you don't know for sure that can happen here.]

[ninehundredlives]

It didn't happen to Asuka or Chie. Not that we saw, at least...

[clearasmud]

[ She was so determined not to feel anything.

But when Cabanela talks, her already-quick mind is firing on all cylinders and something just clicks.

Maybe she's wrong. Quite possibly she's wrong. But Youko, for the brief moments she's Youko again will never, ever acknowledge that, because being right about this is the best possible outcome for him. ]

I told him.

[ It's quiet, probably too quiet to be heard by any of the others so Youko repeats herself, tears rolling down her cheeks while she smiles contentedly. ]

I told him he wasn't tainted, that what happened in Aurora hadn't turned him into glass. That he wasn't broken, not a little, not at all, that he'd just changed and that was fine and he was so, so strong and he was perfect, he-

[ Youko cuts herself off with a vicious shake of her head, now is most definitely NOT the time to get distracted. ]

I was right. He was stronger for the crawler [ and no proper noun for you, HA HA! ] having touched him. Not weaker. That's why he could do that. That's why he came back.

[ And wherever he was now, he had to know that too. Logan could not beat himself up over that any longer. He was free. ]

[perpend]

[He doesn't answer right away, actually looks a little lost-- but...

Cabanela smiles. It's a sad smile, and it's clear even at a glance that he's fighting back tears.]

He wanted to protect all of us. That's not something someone who is weak could do. He protected us all.