[ Ryoko listens intently, hearing Inaba say her piece. Yuuto was someone that could be overdramatic, and Akutagawa seemed difficult to figure out and deal with, but would she really embellish the story to better suit herself? It became clear before long that, it wasn't the case. At least, she didn't feel like it was.
The way that she spoke about people she knew before, and how she squarely placed the blame back on herself. Getting mad at the concept of "Yuuto" thinking he shouldn't leave an impression... which, she'd understand. That'd irritate her too. Still, she was the one who put that concept into his head in the end... of him pretending, him deciding what love is meant to be.
Any other time, Ryoko would feel some kind of satisfaction from knowing that she was kind of right. This whole thing probably could have been solved had they just spent a little bit of time apart from each other. That sometimes, you need some self-reflection and time away from someone to know exactly how you feel, to figure it out...
...she didn't realize, as Inaba continued, that she felt her eyes get watery.
They didn't get that luxury, did they? Yuuto was someone who loved to give someone he cares about attention, even if they weren't necessarily dating. He's someone trying his hardest to figure out who he is. Even so, allowing Inaba time to figure out how she should feel was just as important. Give it some time... time he may not have, but time he'd have to trust her with.
When did the first tear even reach her cheek?
It felt all too familiar. It felt too recent to her. It made her think of things she said, things she had done, even as she tried to tell herself in her head that thinking about it right now wasn't helping either of them.
Being unsure of those feelings, not wanting to be unfair...
When Inaba's done, she just stares into her tea, trying to ignore the tears. It was selfish of her, she knows, but as Inaba spoke... she couldn't help but, for once in her life, think about herself first and foremost.
She was such a coward. ]
I'm sorry. I'm... I just...
[ She wipes at her eyes, before closing her eyes, smiling brightly as much as she can at Inaba. ]
I'm... really happy to hear that you don't hate him. Your feelings are important... you should have that time to... to figure it out.
[ Inaba answers cooly as she takes out a handkerchief to pass over to Asakura. ]
It isn't anything you need to apologize for in the first place. I'm not going to hate someone for not knowing "who" they are, or what kind of person they want to be. I am, however, allowed to be mad and frustrated about people trying to act in a certain way without thinking about themselves, first and foremost. It's fine to care about others, but it's not truly caring if you can't care about yourself first.
Well, what's done is done. There's no take backs in life and I just have to deal with the cards that have been dealt. Although I can't say that I'm entirely ready to deal with other people yet, so I'll just have to coast the rest of the month in disguise.
[ She's probably not even talking about her, as she dabs at her eyes with the handkerchief. ]
...I guess it's just... some don't find worth in themselves unless it's through the ones they care about. To them, making sure their loved ones are the most comfortable is more important than anything else in the world. Especially if they seem to have a low opinion of themselves.
[ Okay. Okay, she's... composing herself now. ]
Is... that easy for you? It's good that you're willing to at least leave your home, but can you actually move around in disguise?
[ Ryoko's frame of reference for that is. Probably something that looks more stalkerish than anything. ]
[ Her voice doesn't sound any more robotic or even different than usual. But she eventually takes off the mask from her arm, which immediately causes the robotic form to fade.
She's human again. ]
I have this mask that I got for a mission from the Foundation that allows me to change my appearance to that of... that specific robot. There's no customization or anything like that, and it's basically overlaying an illusion. It's also tech based, not ability based.
Uh... huh. I mean, no one really would know it's you, huh.
[ Unless she spoke? But why would a robot speak--
Okay, she knows a robot that would speak. ]
Sheesh... I never got anything like that for surviving in Nyoi-cho. The best I had was a regifted deer head from my friend back home. That never even turned me into a deer...
[ sigh... ]
Will you be okay like that? The spirits'll probably be surprised to see a robot walking around.
Exactly -- ah, the spirits would know it's me, though. From their perspective, they see the soul. But it's not as if I'm trying to obscure my appearance from them. Besides, I'd bet they'd be willing to help cooperate with me in not outing me. A lot of the spirits actually like me. For better or for worse.
I told them a lot of... SCP-adjacent stories so that I could room at the library. It was basically payment.
[ She huffs a little bit. ]
You shouldn't be jealous of them. I just constantly seem to get into these drama-filled bullshit scenarios. But I suppose that's the cost of associating with Yuuto. Not that it's always necessarily a bad thing.
The best kind of stories come from personal experience. That's what I've been doing when I've gone there lately. They don't need to know the true story, but if it's exciting and has a happy ending, that should be enough.
[ Happy endings were rare, after all. ]
Mmm... I mean, I don't think it is. Although, I've had enough drama to last me another life time over the past week. [ :sip: ] Everyone's got their good and bad points, even if trouble following them's on both sides of the fence.
Yeah. That's true, but resting after a tough battle's more common than you think.
[ She sighs, placing her cup on the table. ]
--I admire the way you think. How as hard as it is, you took the time to consider both of your feelings, and realizing that...
[ She pauses. Unsure of what she wants to say next. ]
...that it's important to know what your true feelings are. Even if it's not easy. Even if you want to force something that may or may not be there... it's not fair to them.
[ A melancholy smile. ]
I'm glad that... that kind of love doesn't make you delusional, Inaba-san. It's seriously, seriously, amazing.
I suppose. I just... I still don't know what I'm going to do after all of this. Being in my own head hasn't really been the best for me when it comes to making decisions and well. I don't exactly have a good track record for "friendship" in this place.
[ It's so different from the Foundation. Back there, she had so many comrades. Here she feels like she's grasping grains of sand.
Kind of funny, how she's being really honest with herself here.
Then again, maybe that's just what she needed. Although she probably will need a few more opinions, too. ]
Don't worry, it's nothing difficult. I was just thinking that if I had to deal with someone potentially troublesome that I'd call you to let you listen in on the conversation just in case something went south.
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The way that she spoke about people she knew before, and how she squarely placed the blame back on herself. Getting mad at the concept of "Yuuto" thinking he shouldn't leave an impression... which, she'd understand. That'd irritate her too. Still, she was the one who put that concept into his head in the end... of him pretending, him deciding what love is meant to be.
Any other time, Ryoko would feel some kind of satisfaction from knowing that she was kind of right. This whole thing probably could have been solved had they just spent a little bit of time apart from each other. That sometimes, you need some self-reflection and time away from someone to know exactly how you feel, to figure it out...
...she didn't realize, as Inaba continued, that she felt her eyes get watery.
They didn't get that luxury, did they? Yuuto was someone who loved to give someone he cares about attention, even if they weren't necessarily dating. He's someone trying his hardest to figure out who he is. Even so, allowing Inaba time to figure out how she should feel was just as important. Give it some time... time he may not have, but time he'd have to trust her with.
When did the first tear even reach her cheek?
It felt all too familiar. It felt too recent to her. It made her think of things she said, things she had done, even as she tried to tell herself in her head that thinking about it right now wasn't helping either of them.
Being unsure of those feelings, not wanting to be unfair...
When Inaba's done, she just stares into her tea, trying to ignore the tears. It was selfish of her, she knows, but as Inaba spoke... she couldn't help but, for once in her life, think about herself first and foremost.
She was such a coward. ]
I'm sorry. I'm... I just...
[ She wipes at her eyes, before closing her eyes, smiling brightly as much as she can at Inaba. ]
I'm... really happy to hear that you don't hate him. Your feelings are important... you should have that time to... to figure it out.
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[ Inaba answers cooly as she takes out a handkerchief to pass over to Asakura. ]
It isn't anything you need to apologize for in the first place. I'm not going to hate someone for not knowing "who" they are, or what kind of person they want to be. I am, however, allowed to be mad and frustrated about people trying to act in a certain way without thinking about themselves, first and foremost. It's fine to care about others, but it's not truly caring if you can't care about yourself first.
Well, what's done is done. There's no take backs in life and I just have to deal with the cards that have been dealt. Although I can't say that I'm entirely ready to deal with other people yet, so I'll just have to coast the rest of the month in disguise.
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[ She's probably not even talking about her, as she dabs at her eyes with the handkerchief. ]
...I guess it's just... some don't find worth in themselves unless it's through the ones they care about. To them, making sure their loved ones are the most comfortable is more important than anything else in the world. Especially if they seem to have a low opinion of themselves.
[ Okay. Okay, she's... composing herself now. ]
Is... that easy for you? It's good that you're willing to at least leave your home, but can you actually move around in disguise?
[ Ryoko's frame of reference for that is. Probably something that looks more stalkerish than anything. ]
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[ That's something she's firm in. ]
They say love makes people blind, but I don't want to be that kind of person.
But if you want to see, hold on, I can show you, it shouldn't take me more than a minute, let me grab it from my bag--
[ And she walks off to her room for a bit before returning and looking like a robot. Surprise?? ]
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[ Love makes people blind, huh.
...actually, that's really ironic, but she doesn't feel like she should point that out right now. Not that she really knows why it happened. ]
Oh, um... sure.
[ She'll wait patiently then... ]
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Wh-- huh?!
[ ...how many people in this city can transform?! Is she sure this isn't another city full of magi?! ]
I...Inaba-san?!
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[ Her voice doesn't sound any more robotic or even different than usual. But she eventually takes off the mask from her arm, which immediately causes the robotic form to fade.
She's human again. ]
I have this mask that I got for a mission from the Foundation that allows me to change my appearance to that of... that specific robot. There's no customization or anything like that, and it's basically overlaying an illusion. It's also tech based, not ability based.
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[ Unless she spoke? But why would a robot speak--
Okay, she knows a robot that would speak. ]
Sheesh... I never got anything like that for surviving in Nyoi-cho. The best I had was a regifted deer head from my friend back home. That never even turned me into a deer...
[ sigh... ]
Will you be okay like that? The spirits'll probably be surprised to see a robot walking around.
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Honestly, I'm starting to think the spirits can see the best side of you. I'm kinda jealous.
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[ She huffs a little bit. ]
You shouldn't be jealous of them. I just constantly seem to get into these drama-filled bullshit scenarios. But I suppose that's the cost of associating with Yuuto. Not that it's always necessarily a bad thing.
[ Key word: "always". ]
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[ Happy endings were rare, after all. ]
Mmm... I mean, I don't think it is. Although, I've had enough drama to last me another life time over the past week. [ :sip: ] Everyone's got their good and bad points, even if trouble following them's on both sides of the fence.
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[ But she hasn't been able to sleep because of stress. ]
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[ Thanks to responsibilities no one even really forced on her. Okay, maybe one. ]
...still, after listening to you, I still think I'm right. You're kind of amazing.
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[ She sighs, placing her cup on the table. ]
--I admire the way you think. How as hard as it is, you took the time to consider both of your feelings, and realizing that...
[ She pauses. Unsure of what she wants to say next. ]
...that it's important to know what your true feelings are. Even if it's not easy. Even if you want to force something that may or may not be there... it's not fair to them.
[ A melancholy smile. ]
I'm glad that... that kind of love doesn't make you delusional, Inaba-san. It's seriously, seriously, amazing.
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[ It's so different from the Foundation. Back there, she had so many comrades. Here she feels like she's grasping grains of sand.
Kind of funny, how she's being really honest with herself here.
Then again, maybe that's just what she needed. Although she probably will need a few more opinions, too. ]
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I might not be strong, but I'll do whatever it takes to protect my friends. [ A brief pause. ] That includes you.
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[ She sighs heavily. ]
Not that where I live is a secret or anything.
[ ... ]
...if you don't mind, I suppose there is a favor I could ask. If you don't mind.
[ Totally glossing over the "friend" part for now, though. ]
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[ ...wait. ]
I mean, I guess depending on what it is?
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[ ...she sighs. ]
If something like that happens, by all means. I'll be your backup.
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Probably better not to push that button. ]
I think most of his friends understand, but, I get it.
--and just so you know, I'm taking that as a request directly from you. For your sake.
[ Not for her sense of satisfaction, or for Yuuto. ]
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