heavenlydecree: (i'm burning to the bones)
呉島 貴虎 | kureshima takatora ([personal profile] heavenlydecree) wrote2014-10-14 02:03 am

my heart was limping and this is the end of the road //

[Despite existing in some form or another for twenty-four years, Takatora still couldn't be sure if he was thankful or not for his ability to function so much like a human. With every new body, his appearance and functions improved significantly. In the beginning, he could remember, his expressions had always been stoic, his voice monotone and unemotional, his body stiff and unforgiving. But, as Yggdrasill's technology improved over the years, so did his bodies.

Now, it was near impossible to tell him apart from a human other than carefully hidden ports on his body, all with various levels of power over each other to avoid crashing completely in the event of an accident destroying one or more. His skin was warm to the touch, his emotions more strongly developed (in part from monitoring his 'brother' so closely for so many years), and he could even eat and process food, though tasting was a bit shaky. It was one of the things that wasn't quite as important, though it was one of the many pieces currently standing by for his next body, if only because Takatora had expressed curiosity.

Today was one of the few days of the week he didn't have to work. Takatora had already reported in to his 'father' the night before with updates about the company and how everything was going. It never felt strange to be so subservient to the man, especially when Takatora had known his role for a very long time. It was simply another one of his duties.

Straightening the collar of his shirt, Takatora rolled his neck, stretching his body a bit before reaching back to self-consciously fluff his hair back down over one of his ports. It was hidden well enough that even someone touching his head wouldn't be able to tell it was there unless they knew, but he was always keenly aware of its presence.

It had taken only a few minutes to be satisfied with his appearance, at which point Takatora left his room and carefully walked down the hall, knocking on Mitsuzane's door. Even though they had known each other for so long, Takatora was always skittish about their interactions. He was fairly sure Mitsuzane had forgotten any times he'd come close to finding out the truth about his 'brother', but Takatora had always been concerned about the consequences. The last thing he wanted was for Mitsuzane to be frightened of him, or worse, disgusted by him.]


... Mitsuzane?
grapeeater: (the temperance.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-10-14 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
[He knew something wasn't right. He knew his brother was different, somehow. It was something about how he shied away from touch, about how he disappeared at certain times every day, about how he would sometimes slam something shut too fast to not be suspicious. But this was his brother, the one person he trusted most in the world. If it was something he was hiding, it must be for a good reason.]

[He smiled brightly as he opened the door, clothes slipped on neatly and brushed down with care. The weekends were a time to be with his brother, because even if he had work to do he always seemed to make time for him. Less and less now that he was older, but Takatora had promised they would go out today.]


Good morning, nii-san. How are you today? Where are we going?
grapeeater: (the fool.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-10-14 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
[He nodded and leaned into Takatora's hand, before pulling away gently.]

It's a little far to walk... I guess we'll take the car part of the way?

[Even with how he'd kept himself in shape, downtown was a ways away. It was one of his favorite parts of town, though. Music and sights and sounds... there were people dancing sometimes, too. Never too many, but enough to keep his interest. Not something his brother would approve of, though, as much as it kept his interest.]
grapeeater: (the fortune.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-10-14 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
I do. Keys, wallet, phone. I don't really need to bring anything else, right?

[He followed along behind Takatora, not too close but close enough. He didn't really mind being seen as trailing along behind his brother - it was starting to nag at him, but not enough to feel like he needed to stop. Not yet.]
grapeeater: (the temperance.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-10-14 08:27 am (UTC)(link)
[He climbed into the back, closing the door behind him and buckling up. He noticed his brother fidgeting but didn't ask. If he wanted to explain it, he would. Maybe he was nervous about something at work. There was always something going on there. He didn't understand it all, but he was working hard at it. He wanted to make Takatora proud. He wanted to make the whole family proud, but Takatora most of all.]

Ready!
grapeeater: (the hermit.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-10-14 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
[As they started moving, Micchy rolled his eyes a little bit. He knew Takatora was just trying to be interested, but school was fairly boring.]

We've been studying geology in science class. Right now we're working on rock identification. I don't really care much for it. Biology is more interesting, but we don't cover most of that until next year. I -

[A sudden noise caught his attention - someone speeding down the road way too quickly. The sound seemed to be heading their way.]

I hope the police catch whoever that is, they're -

[Before he could get the next words out, the world exploded. The sports car slammed into Micchy's side of the car, the sick crunch of metal filling the air. Their car tipped over on its roof, teetering dangerously, and another car slammed on its brakes, attempting to stop. It slowed, but not enough, and crashed into the sports car, sending the Takatoras and their driver spinning down the road into a tree.]

[Micchy screamed, before being cut off, and as the car finally teetered to a rest upside-down against the tree, only a very quiet sniffling could be heard from his part of the car. Blood and glass covered the side of his face, and he was shaking.]
grapeeater: (the chariot.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-10-14 09:34 am (UTC)(link)
[He looked up (down?) at his brother, vision swimming. Was there something off about him? He couldn't tell. Pain was making everything seem out of focus and dreamlike as his body tried to push against his injuries. He tried not to vomit, but it was hard. He pawed at the buckle with his good hand, trying a few times before giving up. He just didn't have the strength. The side of his body felt like it was on fire, too much for his brain to handle.]

[He opened his mouth to speak, but all that would come out was a faint whimper. He couldn't process anything. What? Talking? That could come later. He reached up his good hand to try to feel the damage, but it didn't feel much like moving past the middle of his body. As the adrenaline faded, he tried to take a deeper breath, only to hiss out most of his air from a sharp pain in his side.]
grapeeater: (the hermit.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-10-14 02:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Micchy reached out with his good hand, breathing in tiny breaths, and grabbed on to his brother's shoulder tightly. Ryouma? How could someone like him help? Was that some kind of small headset his brother was wearing?]

[He could feel the blood dripping down onto the roof - now floor - of the car. He tried not to move too much, but he needed to get out, needed to get away from the seatbelt that was now strangling him -]

[Ryouma's voice came across Takatora's channel, sounding calm as usual.]


I know that much. But... let's see.

[He tapped into Takatora's visual feed and... went quiet for a few moments. Finally, he took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.]

I don't know how much anyone can do for him, but I'll send someone to take him to the hospital -

N... nii-san?

[Micchy's voice was quiet and shaky. His brain couldn't take much more of this. He could feel himself shutting down, even as he struggled to stay awake.]

S... sorry we couldn't... spend the day together...

[There was a brief silence from the other end of the channel, before Ryouma started talking again.]


Keep him awake. No matter what you do, don't let him fall asleep before emergency services gets there. It'll be a few minutes. If he falls asleep, he might never wake up.

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lookingbusy: (this space needs more computers)

[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-18 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[It took a while for everything to be set up. Mitsuzane was rushed through a brain scan, before the actual surgery began. Ryouma had kept himself busy through the whole affair, overseeing everything directly. Even the chemical composition of the temporary holding area for the boy's brain had been mixed by him personally.]

[The surgery had been... difficult. He'd kept Takatora as uninvolved as he could, but allowed him to sit holding the boy's hand. Ryouma had directed a screen to be put up so he couldn't see the actual extraction, though, and warned Takatora not to look under any circumstances. It was... bloody. Bloody and harder than he'd wanted it to be. He'd gone quiet during the actual cutting and extraction, and not spoken until the brain was safely in its tank.]


One of you handle reattachment. Takatora... you can stay with the body as it dies if you want.
lookingbusy: (uh huh. really now?)

[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-18 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Now we scramble to try to find as many parts as we can to build this as quickly as possible. It's not like you. He'll have a living brain inside of his casing. But we need to work quickly because the solution won't hold him forever. The formula needs to be refined as we study him.

In the immediate future... the body dies and your father decides what to do with it. I clean up and then hook you into the virtual environment so the two of you can talk. And then I go to bed for a few hours, because caffeine can only do so much.
lookingbusy: (i am an arteest)

[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-18 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
Some of the technicians will be with you for the moment. I'll talk to you when it's over.

[He spared a glance at the body, which was already starting to twitch violently. He'd made sure it was strapped down, but the chest was still by now. It shouldn't take more than a few minutes, but if he was curious he could always watch the footage later. For the moment he headed out, disposing of his gloves and pulling off his lab coat.]
lookingbusy: (my question is 'why are you so dumb?')

[personal profile] lookingbusy 2014-10-18 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[The machines started to go silent, as the last signs of life slipped away. The body stilled and the grip on Takatora's hand slackened, fingers no longer directed to hold by anything. One of the technicians bowed his head while the other looked at him and rolled his eyes.]
grapeeater: (the hermit.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-10-18 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[One of the assistants ushered Takatora into another room, where Ryouma hooked a cord into Takatora.]

Just lie back and don't fight the simulation. It's designed to be responsive to his needs, so he may have already altered his surroundings.

[Slowly at first, but then more solidly, Takatora would find himself in library. It was empty of people, save for faint footsteps in the distance, but the titles of the books were all personalized. 'Geology notes', 'history notes', 'literature notes'. Closer to the footsteps were other books - 'my first bike ride', 'birthday presents', 'times I fell'. Soft music started to play, and the steps stopped. Mitsuzane's form was visible, curled up on a soft chair like one they had at home.]
grapeeater: (the chariot.)

[personal profile] grapeeater 2014-10-18 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
[He looked up a little, trying to smile, but his whole body looked... exhausted. The chair stretched out, became a couch, and the library seemed to back up. Not disappear, but it hung near the edges as it faded from importance.]

... I know I'm dead, nii-san.

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