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caughtinanetwork2013-07-28 02:49 pm
keepsthefire) wrote in caughtinanetwork2013-07-28 02:49 pm
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thirtieth flame: accidental video; | memory and balance are tricky things
[Some one's SFC got bumped when their hand was moving around looking for something on a desk in a bedroom. It turns on, and when the hand moves away it looks like it's Rin, focusing on something in front of him. Pen in one hand, some sort of snack in the other, he's mumbling to himself in between jotting things down.
He's trying to remember things he's forgotten thanks to what happened back home. Shiro has been giving him medicine to help with that, but it's still slow going. And awkward, given that there are still people that know him that he can't remember himself.
A few minutes in to the broadcast he doesn't know he's sending, he grumbles, drops the pen and scratches at his head with a groan.]
Damn it. C'mon, Okumura...
[This is frustrating as hell to him. He's recalling things, bit by bit, but he has no control over what comes back, when, and how much.
Sighing, he leans back in the chair, tilting two feet of it off the ground as he cranes his head back to stare at the ceiling, arms hanging loose at his sides.
And then, suddenly--]
... hey! Uwaah!
[He jerks his head up sharply, but as soon as he does the precarious balance of the chair he was in is compromised. His arms pinwheel, attempting to keep his chair from going backwards, but it doesn't work and he goes crashing to the ground noisily. The SFC rattles and goes flying off the desk, landing on the floor next to Rin who is left groaning, holding his already aching head with both hands.]
Owwwww...
He's trying to remember things he's forgotten thanks to what happened back home. Shiro has been giving him medicine to help with that, but it's still slow going. And awkward, given that there are still people that know him that he can't remember himself.
A few minutes in to the broadcast he doesn't know he's sending, he grumbles, drops the pen and scratches at his head with a groan.]
Damn it. C'mon, Okumura...
[This is frustrating as hell to him. He's recalling things, bit by bit, but he has no control over what comes back, when, and how much.
Sighing, he leans back in the chair, tilting two feet of it off the ground as he cranes his head back to stare at the ceiling, arms hanging loose at his sides.
And then, suddenly--]
... hey! Uwaah!
[He jerks his head up sharply, but as soon as he does the precarious balance of the chair he was in is compromised. His arms pinwheel, attempting to keep his chair from going backwards, but it doesn't work and he goes crashing to the ground noisily. The SFC rattles and goes flying off the desk, landing on the floor next to Rin who is left groaning, holding his already aching head with both hands.]
Owwwww...
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But that's not what Rin is focused on. As soon as he hears Maka he goes scrambling across the floor to grab his SFC]
Maka! Where are you?!
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[DID HE HIT HIS HEAD AGAIN?]
I'm in my room, why?
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Rin doesn't answer, he just grabs his SFC off the ground and tears out of the bedroom, running to where Maka is and practically tackling her in a hug.]
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Ah--
[Oh.
Oh, she gets what happened now.]
...Welcome home, Rin. I missed you.
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I missed you, too. I'm sorry...
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[Well. It's not okay, this shouldn't have even happened in the first place, but--]
I...I never stopped believing that you would come back. Or that you would remember us, no matter how many shitty comments people made about how having hope is stupid. But I didn't want to pressure you at the same time, and...[she didn't want to hear "sorry, but I don't remember that."]
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[That's going to have to be dealt with later, too. For now, though, he can focus on Maka and Kid.]
There's still some spots missin', but whatever he gave me is helpin'. I'm glad you didn't give up on me. It wasn't anythin' Vatheon did - it was that demon I was takin' care of. Usamaro. I said somethin' to him that made him think he had to take all of my "bad" memories away.
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[She doesn't even have to say it, that was a very foolish thing. But a very "Rin" thing at the same time.
Maka instead tries to focus on something else, the demon, the here and now, whatever.]
But you're home now...that's all that matters.
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Rin nodded, pulling away to touch her cheek gently, smiling in both relief and happiness.]
Yeah. Home, and back with you and Kid.
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Maka...
[He knows there really isn't anything he can say to her. He can't even imagine the hell she was going through, having to ignore her own feelings for his sake. Kid had let the cat out of the bag, sure, but it didn't make things any less awkward.
He can't go back and fix what happened, but he's there now.
Carefully, he wraps his arms around her again, rubbing her back gently.]
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Maka's version of hell is very often inside of her own head, the struggles with transitioning into adulthood and maturity, learning to be more accepting, more honest, keeping up the can-do attitude even in the face of negativity. Learning that not all adults are trustworthy, can actually be detrimental to your growth or dangerous as a whole. Learning to care about a person regardless of the real possibility of being hurt.
Two years in Vatheon felt like even longer.
But that's the past, this is the present. She tries to work through her tears and focus, though once they've been let out they subside quickly. Maka wipes at her eyes and leans against Rin.]
...Quit the host club. You can do so much better than that. Than that toxic Angelo and that environment...you could start up your own place, even.
[Well that's a random topic to bring up.]
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[That... was random, and the first (that he can recall currently) that Maka has openly spoken against Rin being there in the entire year he's had the job.
In a shocking moment of clarity he manages to put the spoken and unspoken together.]
What'd he do?
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[No, she didn't have a problem with it, when Zelos was in charge.
But if he wants an example, then she'll take out her SFC and play out the conversation that happened between them on her most recent broadcast. She doesn't make a comment until the feed ends.]
...You think it's just because of that, don't you?
[Well, that did make her realize that Angelo was actually a rather unkind person, but Rin doesn't deserve to be around people that aren't kind and try to take advantage of him.]
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[Rin actually has a hand over his face by the end of that conversation, and he's visibly twitching underneath it. He knew Angelo could be a major asshole at times but he really hadn't expected that.
He was giving the man too much credit, apparently.]
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["Ditched."
Ah that still stings.
He didn't ditch me, he's right here.]
...Rin?
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[That one he kind of knew about already.]
I expected better of Angelo.
[An irritated noise leaves him, but he drops his hand.]
Yeah?
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Don't twitch, it makes you look silly.
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[suddenly all the blushing]
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--Ah, but, don't let me make decisions for you. I just figured since you were stepping out and doing actual cooking lessons, you might feel more comfortable with...well, you know. And...I don't like the idea of you being around someone that's mean.
[He gets enough of that at home.]
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Well uh... I'd be lyin' if I said I hadn't been thinkin' about it. Not 'cause of Angelo or anythin', but 'cause I had a pretty good turn out at the first week of classes...
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[Yes, so she listened in on some of his classes, so what.]
Besides, you're going to be an official adult in a few months, you know? Maybe it's time to assert your independence!
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[He didn't know she had been listening in. Oops.]
Maybe... man, that's a scary thought.
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[See her happy with someone (two someones, actually) in her life that she loves, running a household all on her own, living...a normal life. Not the one she was born into.
Huh.]
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