caughtinanetwork | ✝ 1ST [video];

Entry tags:

✝ 1ST [video];

[the device has been simple enough for Kaworu to figure out. he's laying on his back on a couch somewhere, his silver hair splayed messily, and he's smiling at the device that he's holding out straight ahead, both of his arms fully extended.]

This place is very strange.

It's amusing enough, but I wonder—are people's dreams here always broadcasted like that? It makes for an interesting first impression, to bare the psyche unwittingly like that. It's almost... intimate. Right? Isn't it? Does it feel violating, for someone having seen your dreams?

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

What are you, stupid?

[Hey, silver-haired stranger! Hope you like insults out of the blue, because that's what you're getting from Asuka. She's seated in a chair in what must be her apartment, a frown on her face. There's also a window behind her. Hello, window!]

Who has to ask if someone digging around your head to show off your dreams is violating? Of course it is!

[Even if hers did give her a chance to boast. That's besides the point!]

Sometimes I have to wonder if people even use their brains when they ask questions like this. Truly pathetic.

[Sigh.]

—Ah, it's you.

So you came out of it, then. You came back, just like the First? Lilim truly are tenacious.

[Those sound like words. Words in a language she speaks. They make sense on their own, mostly, but the more she tries to figure out what the combination means, the more her eyebrows draw into some crumpled mess.]

What do you mean, it's me? I've never seen you in my life and I have no clue what a Lilim is. You have to be mistaking me for someone.

Lilim are humans, of course.

And you're the Second, aren't you?

I met you, once. You called me a "pervert". Perhaps it's possible you don't remember due to your injury? After all, you soon became comatose, after that.

[This really isn't helping her expression.]

Wha--?

Of course I'm the Second, but what kind of introduction is that? I've never been comatose for any reason, let alone injured bad enough to risk one. You've been spying on me, haven't you? You saw my dream earlier this week and now you're trying to pretend you know me for some sick fantasy of yours!

Edited 2013-02-11 04:24 (UTC)

Why would I fantasize about something like that? What a weird thing to say. I have no interest in spying on someone like you.

How--How dare you! I can't even be glad at a denial like that if you're just going to use it to insult me! There's nothing wrong with me, so if anything, saying that is just an admission of your own bad taste.

Either way you're pulling something awful on me. Like I said, it never happened, I've never met you, and you're sick. If you outright think I'd call you a pervert, that just goes to show how screwed up you are already.

[Kaworu blinks, confused by her outbursting. why are humans so temperamental? is it hormones? it's probably hormones. Shinji was the same way, and Kaworu recalls his own excited bitterness towards Rei after Shinji's leave...]

I wasn't insulting you.

The First took me to NERV before I was formally integrated as a pilot, as per my request. I heard you talking about how you were having trouble syncing with your Eva unit.

I was scolded for following your voice, and escorted out. An eventual encounter with an angel, Arael, devastated your mind. From my vantage point, you've been in critical condition ever since.

The more I talk to you, the less it surprises me that you had trouble syncing with your unit.

[Pssht, hormones. She's always temperamental; sometimes people just find the magic combination of words to make her set aside temporarily. Regardless, Kaworu's story is bizarre from the beginning, and gets moreso the longer it goes on.]

What on earth? You're lying. There's no way you aren't. You can't just request to be a pilot; if you could, Shinji's stooge friend Aida would have become one a long time ago.

But please, as if I'd have trouble synching. I always score at the top of synch tests, so you aren't even close to right. I'm the best pilot there is.

And that's not even getting to the rest. An Angel devastating my mind? Are you kidding? And since when do Angels have names, anyway? You're just trying to mess with me, and it's not going to work.

I requested to be taken to NERV, not to become a pilot. By then, I was already assigned as the Fifth Child.

Anyway, I have no interest in "messing" with you; it doesn't benefit me. [besides providing hilarity, but he doesn't have to actually try to get a rise out of her. or anyone.]

People in this place are from different worlds, aren't they?

Then perhaps it's possible that we're from different realities. Maybe I never existed in your world, or perhaps I existed differently, and the same with you in my own reality.

Then word it clearly from the start!

[Huff. Darn weirdo, making her confuse his meaning.]

There's no Fifth Child in my world, and there's not even a Fourth. Obviously, whoever you met wasn't me.

[The other thing he said is interesting, though, and she leans back in her chair as she considers it.]

I have met people from other earths, but nothing that close to my own, so don't think I automatically believe you. You already know about the dreams being shown on here, so you can't convince me you didn't just pick up terms and details from what I said then and made up a story from it.

No Fourth or Fifth...? It could just simply be that you're from a different time in the same reality, then.

In any case, I don't think I saw your dream. There's no point trying to argue with someone so stubborn, so believe as you like.

Is Shinji Ikari in this place?

Whatever. Even if we do get a Fourth and a Fifth, there's no way I'd lose all my talent like that and have trouble synching.

[Let alone have her mind devastated by an Angel. How utterly unthinkable.]

And that spares me the effort of repeating how much I don't believe it.

No, he isn't. What interest do you have in him?

[Kaworu's not actually positive how to define his interest, especially not how to vocalize it to answer Asuka's question. but his expression eases into a slow smile.]

Really? That's too bad.

I like him. So naturally, I would want to see him.

[She isn't even going to respond to the first thing. Ain't gonna work, weirdo.]

Too bad, you can't. If he's the one I know, he wouldn't know you even if he did show up.

That could be true, if he was from before I came to NERV. But that would be okay, too.

If you even come to Nerv in my version of the world, which I still don't buy.

[So much for not repeating herself.]

He'd probably be weirded out in his own way if you went and tried to tell him all your stories about what supposedly happened. Do you really think people like strangers trying to insist they know them?

[wait should he care about what people like??? hm

Kaworu chuckles, feeling smug.]

Then perhaps I would spare him, and I can use you as a learning experience.

It would be better if you did spare him, but I can't say I'm happy about being used as a learning experience. You should have figured that out on your own if you actually thought about it!

Don't people learn through experience, not through introspection?

Without practice, speculation is useless.

So what, I'm not allowed to be unhappy about some freak bothering me with his awful stories? And learning through experience is one thing, but that's no excuse for not thinking first.

Edited 2013-02-11 06:10 (UTC)

Did I say you had to be happy?

Besides, I do consider everything I say—my thought processes are merely different from yours.

We're different, after all. I can't think the way you do.

Hmph. I guess not, jerk.

[Though at this point, she has no interest in whatever he'd try to make her happy, if he cared about it.]

Obviously your thoughts are different. You're a creep and an idiot both, so how couldn't they be?

Well, it's not that...

But, how am I an idiot?

[KAWORU KNOWS IDIOTIC. idiotic is Rei. big stupid hero who gets the broody boy, as Kaworu's come to completely misunderstand.]

[Well, Rei's an idiot too, but Asuka's had a nice break from having to deal with or think about her. She's not going to break that streak now.]

How do you think? You showed up trying to insist you knew me and that I went through a coma and everything when I told you straight up that I'd never seen you! I still don't even know your name, not that I'd want to for anything but a means to avoid you.

And like I said at the start, you should have figured out on your own that having your dreams shown to other people would be weird and invasive, meaning your whole post had no practical point.

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;

video;