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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[stealwithit]

[ If absolutely nothing else? Kasumi has a great ear, is a great listener. You don't get this far in her line of work without knowing how to pay attention. ]

It's not all over. You have a second chance, Tetsuo. Most people don't get that after they die.

[ Keiji certainly didn't. Neither did Thane. Mordin. Legion. ]

[stealwithit]

[ Oh my god Kaneda. At least try to be subtle. Kasumi just shakes her head. ]

You just told me everything I needed to know, honestly.

So, how'd you meet?

[iamtetsuo]

To do what?! Die all over again?!

[Frustrated, he grips even harder at her shoulder, pushing back enough to lift his head away. He thought he had an idea what he could do with his life. But now... he's powerless, directionless. He's of no use to anyone, especially himself.]

That happens back there, too! Kaneda told me!

[stealwithit]

[ That's something Kasumi has struggled with, herself. If Keiji were to show up -- well, she's changed since he died. Would things between them stay the same?

She tries not to think about it, for the most part.

But Kasumi doesn't respond to Bull's first comment; those who knew about her habits back then knew just how much time Kasumi spent dwelling in her own and Keiji's grayboxes, how unhealthy it was. How much sleep she lost over nights pretending to live through the happier times again.

So she focuses on something else. That little catch in his words, his voice -- it's almost hard not to notice. ]

Yeah, well, you might have forgotten that he's got at least a couple of decades of life experience over us.

I miss him a lot, Bull. I just -- I don't want to undo everything he's helped me go through by going back to the way I was.

[rassera]

[Well, there's no use denying it. She sees him right there, standing next to the box where the udon is sitting. He could try to get out of this...really. But instead, he'll settle for a half truth.]

Just...delivering food, that's all.


Nothing weird here!

[rassera]

Scared?

[His hand rests on the doorframe, brows raised and curious enough to turn back around, replacing the mild frustration he had earlier.]

Of what, Komacchi?

[monge]

E-Eh...

[The way he rests on the doorframe, it reminds Komasan of how cool Kaneda supposedly is. He can't confess his fears to a cool guy like that, he'll think he's...lame.]

N-Never mind, you'll just make fun of me, zura...

[rassera]

Hey...

[Supposedly cool is a good way to put it. But that gets him back over, bouncing lightly on the bed and leaning back on it. He didn't know what komainu had to be afraid of, but then again, it didn't really matter, did it?]

C'mon, you can trust me!

[monge]

[What? Trust? No he can't, Kaneda couldn't even keep his secret.

...That he never said was a secret, but it still counts.]

A-Ah...

[Still, he brought it up, and Komasan can't stand it when people bring stuff up and then don't follow through. That's so irritating.]

Those...those people, that got kidnapped... there was nothing they could do to stop it, zura... I don't wanna get kidnapped, zura... I don't want to wake up and see Miss Maya got kidnapped, z-zuraa...

[rassera]

[Kaneda pulls up his feet to sit crosslegged on the bed, leaning elbows on his knees as he listens. And its amazing how just hearing it come out of someone else's mouth really solifies it for yourself. It's easy to say you've got a handle on the situation, but when it comes down to it?

Kaneda was just as scared as the person before him.]

Me neither.

[And he's right, there's nothing they can do about it. They're at the mercy of the government, and all the little mess ups that come wrapped up with it.]

Didn't even think it COULD happen.

[monge]

It's made sleeping really scary sometimes, zura....

[Which is probably why he was so easy to wake up in the first place.]

I'm so scared I'll close my eyes and wake up somewhere else again, zura...

[monge]

Hm...

[Komasan never thought about the games he likes to play, he was definitely the "don't think about it just go do something" sort. He taps his chin for a second.]

...I think I'd be really good at soccer, zura.

[rassera]

[The affection is certainly not lost on Capsule. He absorbs all of it, leaning into those hands that rub and scritch along those ears and fur, turning in a half circle to soak up any and all attention given.

YES. YES I AM A GOOD BOY. I AM SO GLAD YOU THINK SO!

PLEASE PLEASE THROW THE BALL AGAIN. I WILL GO GET IT AND THE BIRD FUR AND RETURN WITH MORE. AND I WILL DO IT AGAIN AND AGAIN!

Off he goes, pouncing down the hall to grab it, as well as another chunk full of feathers, bounding back at full speed.]

[rassera]

[Oh, so it's gonna be like that, is it? He sees right through that pout, hands linking together behind that mass of hair. If it shirked his confidence, he certainly didn't show it as he leans in a little.]

A guy's moves don't do it for ya, huh?

[rassera]

[It's an argument he's heard many times before, and in most cases, that would've been enough. He never pushed Tetsuo to dance--he had his own things to do in the bar. But this time...it's important he does.

It doesn't matter if he just stands there or not, he's not letting Tetsuo leave to go run and hide.

Dancing is an experience, not a skill.]

You can, I know you can!

[Those hands tug more, not dragging him, but not exactly letting him stand there, either.

Guiding. That's a good word for it.]

[missleadingquestions]

Well, they haven't yet, anyway.

[That's because no one's tried to seriously court you yet, Maya, shut up. She smirks up at him, trying to keep the upper hand-- but her smile is almost challenging.]

Guess you'll just have to work harder.

[rassera]

[His hand slips through, catching air instead of his designated target. You win this time, Ken Amada.]

Hey, I'm not soft!

[Why's EVERYONE GOT TO SAY THAT?!]

[iamtetsuo]

How do you know? Not like you ever saw me.

[As he's saying that, it hits him that he can't verify if that's actually true. He tried to never get caught, but he can't say he's never danced before, even a little. It was usually small; an extra skip to his step to some outside jingle or beat, especially in the earlier days. Before it all started to go downhill...

There were SOME days like that, he's sure of it... if he thinks, he can even remember some. But this? This is all a first, and he has no defenses built up against being moved back and forth around the landing. Either move his feet or trip, those are his options. It's not dancing by a long shot, but he's at least not standing around.]

[rassera]

[Tetsuo trembles underneath his fingers, and he grips firmly in return. He knew exactly what kind of people the police were. Getting arrested was the equivalent to a death sentence back home, and it was still impossible to see anything but here. Long interrogations, 'accidents'...a lot of things could go wrong in a prison. Which is why Kaneda will do anything to keep him out.

Parole wasn't really a thing back home. But from the sound of it, it's something Minato's extending to Tetsuo to help him.

And Tetsuo could use a little bit of help in his life.]

Just hear him out, alright?

[Eyes look pleadingly back at Tetsuo, knowing that if he doesn't accept this deal, it's the alternative. And he's not letting that happen.]

Trust him.

[iamtetsuo]

[Silence stretches as Tetsuo weighs the options, wide eyes flicking from Kaneda to Minato, back to Kaneda. He knows them both - one far better than he's got any right to, and one far more, maybe, than he wants to - but he's got no reason to doubt their sincerity.

Still - Kaneda's for this?? He knew what kind of things happened to people like them. Even though part of him points out there's ample reason to just toss him aside and walk away, he has to cling to the hope that Kaneda wouldn't do that to him. That Minato wouldn't...

His mouth opens, but no sound comes out. He closes it after a while, anxious eyes turned back to Minato. And he doesn't say anything further.]

[rideme]

[Bull doesn't exactly hesitate -- he clasps that hand with his own, all scars and calluses and missing finger joints.]

[He's grinning at him down the beefy length of arm. All wicked and sharp and...]


[Proud.]

Don't forget how this feels. Not ever. A tiny ass victory is still victory.

[amadaman]

Crabs may seem tough but underneath they're super squishy.

[yes ken because that analogy even makes sense]

[rassera]

And yet they still taste good! Who knew?


[Everyone knew.


Wait where was Ken going with this.]

[amadaman]

[Ken opens his mouth

Ken tries to figure out where he was going with that analogy
or where Kaneda is going with that response

Ken closes his mouth and shakes his head, sighs, and decides that he is too hungry to wait so he opens up the tupperware and picks out one slice of tamagoyaki to start snacking while they walk]

I have a feeling you just said something that would make Mr Bull laugh a lot but only Mr Bull.

[iamtetsuo]

Goals? I don't have any goals. [With that soft admission, he twists away from Mewtwo, musing bitterly to the wall.] I thought I did earlier, but now...

Look... I didn't tell you this earlier, but back where I'm from, I die. I've been thinking about it ever since Kaneda told me - right now, I'm probably older than I'm ever gonna get to be. I thought if I could get stronger than everyone, I could prove that didn't have to happen. Maybe I - I could change something.

...But I couldn't. So there's no use fighting anymore...