how we doin, Taisho

[rollplayinghouse]

Who: Taisho (and anyone who wants to check on them)
Where: Taisho dorms
When: Day 66, late morning

[Maki ultimately spent the night at Future is Now, but in the morning she finally takes everyone's advice and returns to Taisho. She is fully grayscale at this point, and also looks... a bit darker, maybe? Like she's standing in a shadow, or someone moved the brightness slider down slightly.

She changes back into a Taisho outfit before coming back to the common area.]

So... does anyone have thoughts on doing better at unit unity.

Comments

[sonof]

I didn't really expect you to run around quite so much as you did, I'll admit. I'll remember to keep you under closer watch should it happen again, if you like.

[syncintohell]

If it becomes necessary, truss me up and lock me in, rather than allow that to repeat itself.

[sonof]

I'll keep you company.

What about the rest of this, then? The unit unity.

[ that phrase is just really funny ]

[syncintohell]

It seems a pointless endeavor. Our differences with each other are substantial, when we have arguments they are not over insignificant matters.

[sonof]

Defeatist.

[syncintohell]

I am both pragmatic and aware of what I have seen.

[sonof]

We've compromised in the past.

[syncintohell]

Have we ever been satisfied with our compromises, I wonder.

[sonof]

Were you dissatisfied with Samira's upbringing? Or with that game you and Marin were alone in?

[syncintohell]

Neither of those were issues of compromises. Those were simply occasions where we were free to peruse our own ends without doing so.

[sonof]

Then are we to let them fade to nothing? Perhaps then it would be easier to accommodate all the rest of us, certainly.

[syncintohell]

I— [ his breath hitches, because he hadn't been thinking of that though it was obvious he should have been ] did not intent to allow that to happen!

[ he just wasn't thinking ]

[sonof]

...

[ softer voice, a little ashamed of himself. maybe not quite forming full thoughts but he does speak, more or less openly ]

It's a little difficult to swallow, you giving up on yourself. Or perhaps I should say, I'm refusing to accept it. Though I realize I haven't been much of a help to you, in any case...

But giving up on the rest of us is a bit of a step beyond.

[syncintohell]

That is not what I meant, Yasuragi!

[sonof]

I know it isn't.

I still trust you, Zea.

[syncintohell]

Then I do not understand what you are driving at.

[sonof]

[ a sideways apology, or what he just said, really, but ]

...

What do you think we should do?