I can move mountains, I can work a miracle [OPEN]

[rassera]

WHO: The residents of Nonah 05 + YOU!
WHERE: Nonah, Residence #005
WHEN: All month long (January)
WHAT: Nonah 05 open log for January Shenanigans
WARNINGS: Obligatory Bull and Tetsuo warnings apply.


Starters will be appearing in the comments. If you want something specific from any one person (Kaneda rassera, Tetsuo iamtetsuo, Bull rideme and Ken amadaman), feel free to drop them a line and ask! Otherwise, feel free to add your own starters for the whole household or individual residents as you like.

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[iamtetsuo]

[Tetsuo leans back as Kaneda leans closer, concern flashing across his face. Kaneda's finger pushes against his head...and that's where it stops, tilting his head back. When nothing else happens, his lips jut out into a pout, hand raising up to try to brush Kaneda's hand away.]

I was. Until you got weird about it.

[Don't believe him for a second, Kaneda, he'll eat as much of this as he can manage to.]

[rassera]

Don't pull that shit with me.


You said it was good.


[A smile. As he leans in.]


You like my coooooooking....

[iamtetsuo]

Knock it off.

[He grumbles, picking the chopsticks back up to resume eating.]

[rassera]

[There's a small, harmless laugh at that comment, backing off. Enough to see him reach for those chopsticks ones more.

Kaneda watches as he does so, feeling that same leap in his stomach that he felt the first time. Maybe it's the fact that Tetsuo's eating again, or maybe it's that it's his food that Tetsuo's scarfing down with those chopsticks. But either way, it's hard to hide that smile on his face, hand reaching up to rub the back of his neck as he starts to back out.]

Well, glad you like it.

[It's all he can say, really, as he starts to walk out, only stopping at the door for one more thing.]

There's more downstairs if you need seconds.

[iamtetsuo]

[After a cut away from this..

Arms unfolded and stuck deep in his pockets, hunched up in Kaneda's jacket, Tetsuo trails morosely one step behind Kaneda and Maya. He didn't agree to this.

They've made it to the supermarket, Tetsuo not appreciating the whole walk there. They could have, he reasons, brought back a fish. Then he could have sat there and moped that he didn't get to see the fish displays. Just like the jungle he missed.

And.. a lot of things, looking back at it.


But here he is anyway, not even bothering to see if there's any signs around that happen to say words he knows. Some guy waves at him. He hunches his shoulders further and ducks his head, scowling quietly at the floor. All this venture's done so far is leave him wishing he could be back at Nonah 05 and not had to come on this journey on foot through cold and way too happy people.

It's a weird feeling; usually he wanted to be anywhere else.]

[missleadingquestions]

[Maya's a little childishly frustrated that this trip has to be made the way it was in the first place. How do they not just believe her about the fish? It's not like she was going to say that stuff, go to the store, and then come back like "whoa bruh you're totally right about fish".

Dumb punk kids.

She's not exactly being the most mature, so the first priority on the list once they've arrived isn't doing, you know, the shopping they came here to do. It's to find the fish.]

C'mon. It's like, towards the back, hurry up.

[THIS ISN'T ABOUT FISH THIS IS ABOUT HONOR]

[timecapture]

[That doesn't exactly help. Max hates violence, only using it when she absolutely has to. She doesn't think she could bear to actually kill anyone.]

I wish people didn't have to fight.

[It sounds so childish, but it's true.]

Wednesday Jan 13, 4pm

[missleadingquestions]

[Maya's had enough time to get back to N5 by now, and perhaps she should have alerted people-- but the thought hadn't occurred to her thanks to Peter Pan's lovely little gift.

There's still scratches from the rose's thorns on her hand, as well as stains from the crushed petals. She hadn't been very kind to her gift.

Now, though, she stands at the door to Tetsuo's room, feeling tired. It's funny, she'd been ported back in with new power-- but Pan's presence in her room had shaken her to the point of losing most of her energy. Regardless of this, she lifts her hand to knock at his door, a file folder in one hand.]

Hey. Tetsuo? It's Maya.

[iamtetsuo]

What.

[Of course it is, who else knocks in this house.]

[missleadingquestions]

I brought my file folder.

[Be Direct. Be Direct. Be direct be direct be direct be direct]

I brought it for you to read, if you wanna. I mean, so you could see my powers.

[It helps that she's a little too tired to play around with words, anyway.]

[deadtective]

That's pretty fucking stupid of you, then.

[and it's also more than a little upsetting, which is why she keeps trying to fight against the concept no matter how hard reality pushes back at her. she can cry actual tears now, the entire thing is a danger zone.]

[iamtetsuo]

[She's not left to open the door after guesswork this time. There's a creak from the bed, then a loud squelching protest from that stupid floorboard...

And the door opens on its own without much further prompting.

Tetsuo looks about as disheveled as usual, though he's got on a different shirt than earlier at least. He stares blankly at her for half a second before holding out his hand for it. He'll make an exception from lying listlessly on the bed for this; knowing this matters too much.]

Give it here...

[iamtetsuo]

Your memories...?

[That's enough to make him go back into the conversation.]

You mean like when we...?

[He makes a back and forth circling motion with his hand held between the two of them.]

[missleadingquestions]

Alright. [Calmly, she hands the folder forward. She's not included her own notes, but she has included all of the paperwork the porter gave her with the descriptions of her powers. She doesn't do much to conceal the mess on her hands, though.]

[deadtective]

I already told you the reason - you didn't have one and I'm tired of hauling mine up here all the time.

[she shifts, and then adds with a decided weightiness to her voice:]

If you're looking for anything more than that, I don't have it. I can't want things like that anymore.

[what I want doesn't matter. that was the center of her being now, a truth that she couldn't escape no matter how hard she fought. even if Hazel had wanted to manipulate Tetsuo for some abstract goal, she couldn't - she'd been stripped of that kind of autonomy, and the thought continues to plague her actions even in this world where it couldn't quite reach her.]

[iamtetsuo]

[He takes it, looks it over for one second, gets a very put upon look and drags himself back to the bed, drops onto it and reaches over for his communicator. He'll take as long as he has to to translate all of this, but he's definitely doing so. Asking for her to do it would defeat the point.

Fucking. English.]

[iamtetsuo]

Huh?

[That's enough to break him out of his mental loop. What the hell does that mean?]

What do you mean, you can't...?

[deadtective]

[she shakes her head, redundantly waving a hand as well to banish the bad thoughts swirling around her brain.]

It's not important. That's just my shit.

[missleadingquestions]

...I'll be right back, okay?

[It'll give him time to read and translate-- and give her time to wash her hands up. And maybe find band-aids, maybe.

She turns on her heel and heads downstairs, not bothering to wait for any protest.]

[dormition]

[It's a little strange to be the one who's not monotone in the conversation, but Minato adapts well enough, angling his chair so that he's facing Tetsuo and looking at him calmly.]

What happened? [A general question, looking for information.]

[iamtetsuo]

You know what happened.

[dormition]

I know that you died, but I was cursed. It's all a bit confusing to me.

[iamtetsuo]

Tell me.

[So many people, apparently, kept shit from him, and he's sick of it. Maybe it's not as drastic as what Pan did. Maybe it's more. It's odd how losing the ability to read someone's mind makes you far more paranoid; the option alone was something he relied on existing way more than he'd realized at the time, nevermind how infrequently he used it.]

[iamtetsuo]

Cursed...?

[dormition]

While Neverland existed, I thought I was part of that world. That I belonged there.

[From how he says it, you'd never think it had affected him at all.]