1st Solo [video]

[whithersoevergo]

[In the darkness, a hunched figure appears near the fountain and the sound of a cello echoes over the network. The playing is precise and haunting, executed flawlessly until a single note is missed, then two, then there’s the sound of the bow being dropped and a scrape as the chair falls backward and the tall figure unfolds upwards, finally realizing that he's not where he was when he started the song.]

Saya?

[He looks around, movements as measured and precise as the music as the cello is packed away hastily. The figure stands again, turning, a pale, concerned face finally coming into view.]

SAYA! ANSWER ME! …Saya?

[He starts off in a direction, intent on something. Someone should stop probably him.]


[ooc: Pretend this is happening tonight, and just posted now because it's easier, okay?]

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[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

Diva is dead. How can that make you weak?

[He takes a few hesitant steps towards her, tucking the device in his pocket of the time being and reaching out with his good hand to lay it on her shoulder. She looks so... distraught and it is the only thing he can think to do to reassure her.

He will wait for her to explain things on her own, but he hopes his presence is still a comforting one. Despite his next words.]

I will honor my promise... if that is truly what you wish.

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[liveontoday.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head quickly at that, even if she is still teared up.]

Not anymore.

[He doesn't know, obviously. And, much like Solomon, Saya can't bring herself to tell him about his own death. Or the words he spoke to her before it.

She's still a little watery-eyed when she does look up but she's wearing a faint smile too.]

I'm sorry. Ah... I mean, I'm sorry for crying. You've seen me do that enough though.

[She brushes back more tears.]


[OOC: Pff, and I meant to tack on this last comment. Edit all you need, I can't type worth a damn 90% of the time.]

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[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

["Not anymore." She wants to live. She wants to live and the sudden weight that lifts off his shoulders is as incredible as it is unexpected. Whatever has caused this change (and it has to be Kai, it must be), he is nothing but grateful for it.

His human hand reaches out to wipe away some of the errant tears, his own rare smile appearing as he offer her his embrace, should she need the comfort.]

You have nothing to apologize for, Saya, ever. I am only sorry I don't understand what has happened yet.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[What else was there to say? Saya would be the one he'd need to speak with later... once they'd sorted out what would become of her Chevalier.

With that brief moment of denial, Solomon lets out a soft audible sigh. He knew exactly what was going to happen, and that was that the penthouse was likely to get just a little bit more crowded for the time being.]

[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

You... are here as well?

[Well, obviously, but he isn't quite sure what to make of this.]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I would think that'd be readily apparent from the sound of my voice...

[Solomon's version of being a bit irritated. He'd been enjoying his 'alone time' with Saya and rather disliked the idea of someone else from home arriving and being in need of housing.

Still, he wasn't known for being anything but amiable, and it's fairly easy to recover from such feelings. At least outwardly.]

But yes, I'm here as well. I take it that Saya will be coming to get you...

[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

She is.

[He can't care less if Solomon is irritated, he's not here to make Solomon's life better. But since Saya's here and Solomon's not dead, apparently there has been some kind of arrangement made.]

Is she... well? She seems anxious.

[unweighty.livejournal.com]

So very many men looking for their women lately.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

She's well.

I imagine she was simply taken by surprise at your reappearance.

[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

Re-appearance? I have never been to this place.

[And now he's adding that to the things that make no sense at the moment.]

[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

[He pauses. Another voice? He almost doesn't reply, the device in his hand is still strange to him, but he figures Saya would like him to be polite at least.]

Have there been kidnappings here?

[unweighty.livejournal.com]

Oh, no, not at all. None that I'm aware of, at the very least. A thing like that- it'd be all over the network. Crying boys and frightened girls - no. We've just got a few new citizens who know how to court, I suppose.

[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

[Network. Citizens. What is this place?]

I... see. This is an emergency network of some sort?

[unweighty.livejournal.com]

If you use this only during emergencies, you'll find yourself lost quite quickly. A lifeline, you could say. The only thread connecting you to the faceless other prisoners who've found their way here.

--a social tool. I'd use it very often.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

You've been here on at least two separate occasions that I'm aware of...

[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

[He has to think about this for a long time, because while he's familiar with the idea of computers and cell phones, he's never had use for them.]

Like an open telephone line?

[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

I remember nothing. Who's doing is this?

[unweighty.livejournal.com]

Bingo.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

There are beings here that claim to be in charge. They call themselves 'deities' and are in charge of many of the curses they perform on the citizenry.

[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

With video transmission. Via satellite?

[He's heard a great deal about satellite transmissions as they have been preparing to block Diva's concert. How is he going to get back for that? How is he going to get Saya back for that?]

[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

[What the...]

Curses?

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[liveontoday.livejournal.com]

[It's still strange to see him smile. Back then, she never noted the lack of them. She was selfish as a girl when they first met and even now, she is still somewhat selfish. Blinded by her own guilt, blinded by her own rage, she never took a minute to recognize Haji's own pain.

Saya doesn't even fully recognize it now, though she can comprehend it better than she did before. Now that she had time to think of things other than Diva and Chiropterans.

She accepts the embrace not so she can cry against him but just so she can embrace him, her hold tight as she presses her forehead against his chest. It's still seeking comfort but instead of the comfort of mere presence, it's the comfort of it actually.
It really was Haji. Alive. Kai might have talked of him coming back one day to comfort her but she knew if he did, it would never be while she was awake. And for the first time in their years together, she actually wondered what it must be like waiting. Constantly waiting.

Her next words are muted, muffled against him.]

I don't know how to say it. Now that you're here, it's like a bad dream.

[She sighs out a long breath, relaxing against him. She didn't know what to explain first but she knew she had to start somewhere. And try not to cry.]

People here come from different places, different times. Even people you know. For me, I came here after going to the opera house. After Diva.

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[whithersoevergo.livejournal.com]

I'm here, Saya, and I won't leave you again.

[He holds her the way he always does, with all the care and affection he can give without her knowing the full truth. The truth that if she only asked, there is nothing he wouldn't do for her, be for her, that he loves her and always has, always will.

Even if she loves another as he suspects.

But for now, she's warm and in his arms and its those rare moments that he holds to, when their world can reduce to just the two of them. But it doesn't stop him from listening and while he doesn't quite believe the things she's telling him, he's starting to understand.]

Shouldn't you be sleeping then? You were so tired before we were planning to leave.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Afflictions? Anomalies?

The 'deities' seem to be quite powerful, too powerful really. We can speak of it later when Saya brings you back to the penthouse. I'd rather not transmit too much information openly... but let me say that they are very capable of affecting anyone's mind or body in any way they see fit.

Most of the time it's fairly harmless.

[All said with the same nonchalance typical of one who's been subjected to it for years.]

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[liveontoday.livejournal.com]

[Ah, and there's the one topic she's tried hard not to think too deeply into. When she returned, she was too busy playing deja vu yet again. Now that she remembers everything (some things she's more than a little flustered over), it's a question that's sat at the back of her mind.]

I should be. I was going to at home. Here... I don't know. I sleep but it's normal. And before this, I was here for almost six months.

[She looks up now, a sheepish look on her face.]

I don't understand it much. I haven't really thought about it... I try not to think about it.

[Now her attention focuses on the lapels of his shirt, her voice soft.]

It makes me think of Kai and the girls.