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Re: Caught Gold-Handed
Tue May 30, 2017 1:16 pm
So she's going to interrupt me after all. The Doctor had seen this as a possibility, in fact he had viewed it as a very likely one. He did not believe that Nozomi was the type of person to sit back and watch when she believed there was a faster method. That was what made her so brutally efficient. But at the same time, her actions were getting in the way of the conversation that he wanted to have with her. "Hmm." A slightly hesitant noise left his throat as he was flung bodily into an obsidian pillar. He was now plainly somewhere else, all the water was gone, and there were even two suns in the sky. While the Doctor would normally take a moment to absorb his surroundings, the topic at hand had the majority of his attention. The gravity was much heavier here; the Doctor could feel it as he began to right himself again, standing up on the pillar. "…" Her words passed into his mind, but there was still that reluctance… and then he was bodily flung from the pillar once again. So when I do it, I'm wasting time. He thought sarcastically to himself. I wonder if she gets a kick out of this… His thoughts were interrupted from smashing down into the other side of the volcano, black dust covering his face and arms. Seems that she still… can't trust me, not in the least. Or… she finds it to have no merit. The Doctor's eyes remained level, the half-smile that he usually wore dispersed. After all, it did no good with her; she could see right through it. Her hand reached down for his head, and the Doctor stood there, looking right into her eyes. "…I know. But I was attempting to make a point, no different from the way you just slammed me bodily into a volcano." His eyes closed for a moment, before opening again and looking at her. I was using that as an opportunity to set a basis for that question. I was well aware of the wasted effort, the lack of necessity of it all. But it was a dynamic choice, a very wasteful choice, one with a lot of effect on that space… and therefore, I was going to use it to better illustrate my question. That sense, the thoughts that the Doctor himself did not fully understand, his subconscious… those pieces of information that Nozomi was privy to, she and she alone, because of what she had accomplished in the past. The Doctor was not even necessarily angered by this course of events… he was more simply disappointed. Perhaps for better, perhaps for worse. She was certainly correct that he had a reservation about asking for assistance. Despite that, he had asked her if she was aware of any dead dimensions. Now, it seemed she was giving him freer reign, so it would be easier for him to ask for assistance. "Hmm… would I?" He asked her at last, still looking at those crimson eyes of hers, that smile she was putting on. Was it sarcastic? Was it genuine? Was it condescending? Did it matter? He had not intended to ask her an objective question, he had meant for it to be subjective. If she thought that actions were meaningless or not. As for the Doctor… well, while he still did not know the answer for certain, he was not so sure that he would care. "During… the Platinum Heart Tournament?" He asked curiously, turning back to the chains, beginning to refine them further. "Really… hmm… that was a variety of dimensions as well, wasn't it…" He commented, tuning another part of the gauntlet. With the shifts that he had made, it would now attempt to create a series of fine points. Instead of ripping and tearing away a large chunk, it would now attempt to merge the edges, balancing the 'lines' more. While it was still far from perfect, it would be less.. Brutal. "Or… do you mean the discourse we began then? About Order and Chaos?" The Doctor seemed more a bit more talkative now; working seemed to have brought him to a more neutral state of mind. Leaning back, he took a deep whiff of the gold specks in his hood, and that helped him focus further, as well. "About how chaos needs to exist, but where or not it must be controlled?... I don't believe we finished that conversation." Making a final adjustment, he leaned down, his Rinnegan eyes attempting to scan the landscape. …Guess I'll have to ask after all. Turning back to her, he clipped the device back onto his arm and fingers, the bloody patches smearing a bit along the golden finish. "…Could you let me know if I get too close to one of those points, then...? The area should be about two thirds what it was before…" He was requesting her assistance directly, now, to try to avoid potential catastrophe. The Doctor was not an enemy of efficiency, and while he did enjoy the process of his work… he was not alone with it right now. He could accept that. As long as he could do his own work with the information that she could provide, he could accept that. That smile on her face was still in his thoughts, when she told him to finish his research and find it for himself. …Then I suppose I'll keep going… until I find what that look on her face was for… |
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Re: Caught Gold-Handed
Mon Jun 05, 2017 6:56 pm
Source: NieR: Automata - Song: Possessed by a Disease
Emotions were healthy to possess, but the ones coming from Hebi seemed particularly petty. Her good intentions twisted in his mind, whether from his distorted point of view or his lack of insight on Nozomi's own character. He was certainly right to question his own beliefs on the matter, at least. While his complaints stemmed from his disappointment in not being able to do things his way, he did not presume to believe his first assumptions were correct. Perhaps there was more to it than he believed or even... perhaps it was just as she said, and he was overthinking the actions. She stopped prying into his inner sanctum at that point, letting his sour surface thoughts ramble on as they may.
She sighed softly and reached up to take her hat off, scratching the top of her head with the other while she could. ''The doorway will remain open as long as you need it, and this universe does not present any danger to someone like you. Should you want to conduct any lesser experiments than rending the fabric of space with this new canvas of yours... save it. While I am here, don't waste my time on such things when there is a much more significant subject for us to work on.''
At that, her crimson hues shot directly at Hebi with an unblinking glare. It was a blatant signal about her presence here; she was testing him, definitely. The way she worded the last part of her statement came off as suddenly crude for someone who had been casually friendly just a few minutes ago. The first knee-jerk reaction one might have was to bite back, calling Nozomi on her 'bullshit'. "But you're the one who came and interrupted me in the first place!" That would be continuing the theme of petty righteousness, of course, and in turn showing her what the Doctor valued more here. What the unspoken gift between them was was an opportunity from Nozomi, and how he chose his words here would determine whether he lost or gained.
She was acting like her old self; the Quincy that the Doctor was most familiar with in their dealings. That version of herself was not Nozomi anymore, but she had always been good at impressions, and she'd do it for someone like him. Like this, they could work on this problem together with him as the curious experimenter and she as the guiding sage. It begged to imagine the possibility of progress they could make if they collaborated in their unique, unorthodox fashion. And so, in summation, she was asking Hebi to take from her what he could while she was offering, even if it be unpleasant for the time being. There would always be time in the future for everything else, after all...
Her hat was replaced on her head, and fastened tightly with both hands. They were both moving on now; to the next subject, and to their next course of action. The hostility emanating from the First Quincy was all but gone now, irregardless of the choice Hebi made. She watched now as he proceeded with his experiment, utilizing the solid ground beneath his feet to stabilize himself before he tested his equipment. It seems there was some tinkering to do first.
''There you have it. You remembered,'' she said simply as her thoughts too rewound back to that incursion. Nozomi never did end up reaching the Platinum Heart that had been the catalyst of the event, as for still unexplained reasons the tournament terminated prematurely and the reward had vanished. ''I'd been quite the show-off back then, more than I am usually. The claims I'd made were rather incredible... if you could see what was going on in my head then...'' Her tone grew nostalgiac, and she was almost rambling on about it as her eyes wandered, looking at nothing.
Then suddenly: ''Turns out I was wrong.'' She shrugged, passing off what she just said as a casual announcement. For someone like her to declare that she was incorrect about something was... uncommon, to say the least. Yet, there was knowledge about the way that the multiverse worked she couldn't possibly know before those statements. A person couldn't conceive of the truth without going through what she had gone through. ''And I just wanted to apologize for that. I'm sorry.''
And with that, she gave him a thumbs up, to him know that he no longer had to worry about the implications of what she said back then. It was almost... not worth paying any mind to.
Or maybe she was just letting him know that he wasn't going to hit any shatterpoints with his tech.
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