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fissionmailed2010-04-28 01:52 am
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We're Strange Allies With Warring Hearts
[A year.]
[Gray Fox had been in a relationship for an entire year. The thought was almost depressing. He'd been involved with Elisa for a year but how much time did he honestly spend with her? The existence of Ursula immediately cut that time in half, coupled with the long stretches of time he'd gone with barely speaking to the young woman, the end result was not the most desirable. This, however, wasn't the only thought that plagued his mind.]
[Another Naomi had found herself in the Nexus. One from a time Fox didn't want to fathom; a version of his sister that had come here after facing her own death. She appeared no older than any other Naomi he'd encountered in his time here - to think that every one of them may have been suffering in silence, to think he couldn't be there in her time to care for her as he'd done when she was a child.]
[It was almost too much for him.]
[Tonight, however, was about Elisa. He'd asked the girl to meet him here at this restaurant tonight. He had to swallow his feelings and push these thoughts to the back of his mind. He'd canceled engagements with Elisa all too frequently; their anniversary dinner was something he knew he couldn't put off. Clad in his dark green suit, he idly paces at the entrance, glancing out down the hallway now and then as he awaits her arrival.]
(ooc: for [Bad username or site: elisula title=Elisa @ livejournal.com])
[Gray Fox had been in a relationship for an entire year. The thought was almost depressing. He'd been involved with Elisa for a year but how much time did he honestly spend with her? The existence of Ursula immediately cut that time in half, coupled with the long stretches of time he'd gone with barely speaking to the young woman, the end result was not the most desirable. This, however, wasn't the only thought that plagued his mind.]
[Another Naomi had found herself in the Nexus. One from a time Fox didn't want to fathom; a version of his sister that had come here after facing her own death. She appeared no older than any other Naomi he'd encountered in his time here - to think that every one of them may have been suffering in silence, to think he couldn't be there in her time to care for her as he'd done when she was a child.]
[It was almost too much for him.]
[Tonight, however, was about Elisa. He'd asked the girl to meet him here at this restaurant tonight. He had to swallow his feelings and push these thoughts to the back of his mind. He'd canceled engagements with Elisa all too frequently; their anniversary dinner was something he knew he couldn't put off. Clad in his dark green suit, he idly paces at the entrance, glancing out down the hallway now and then as he awaits her arrival.]
(ooc: for [Bad username or site: elisula title=Elisa @ livejournal.com])
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[She sighs.] ...Alright. [The girl chooses to delve into a topic that she actually hasn't spoken a whole lot about- surprisingly.] Then I'll talk about... me.
You already know that I was born in East Germany. My parents were nuclear physicists... [She sighs] I suppose that's where I got my love of science from. My memories of them are a little foggy, but I still remember a lot. They were kind people; I know that. But ultimately, it was their work that killed them. I think I told you of that briefly, already... It was an explosion in the Ural mountains- we moved to Russia due to my parent's line of work, you see. I was about 3 years old or so, at the time. My body was hit with intense radiation... But as you know, the effects of that radiation were... unusual. I didn't understand it. I couldn't understand it. What was happening to me? I started to hear voices... It took me a while to realize that they were actually thoughts of people around me. ...It was scary. I spent a little while just... wandering aimlessly; watching as the people of Snezhinsk fell to radiation sickness and depression. I thought that all I could do nothing but sit and wait my turn... until people finally came to help us. People from other countries. I was found, taken to a facility and stripped of all my clothing, then thoroughly washed and scrubbed by people in strange suits. They said it was a miracle that someone my age survived such heavy radiation, and that I should be very glad and thankful to be alive. ...I wouldn't.. say that I was "glad" at all. But I was thankful. Thankful that I was found and fed, and given a bed to sleep on- even if I was never actually able to sleep at the time.
They asked me why, and I told them that I kept hearing voices and seeing visions. At first no one believed me, but then I proved it to them. I told them their own thoughts and secrets. After that, not many adults wanted to deal with me. Soon after, I was taken away from that facility and brought to one in Germany. I thought that I scared everyone in the old rehabilitation facility too much for them to want to be near me any more. But the men in military suits assured me that I was only going to a better place, suited to my unique needs. One 'closer to home'... They spoke German, and that made me feel better... -knowing that I could be away from the scene of that accident and closer to my old hometown. I was told that I could be around other children like myself; ones that were going through the same things I was.
When I got there, I quickly learned... that I was only told a half-truth. And when the officers mentioned that I would "get better"- they weren't talking about making the voices go away. They were talking about becoming even more powerful in what I could do.