呉島 貴虎 | kureshima takatora (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
heavenlydecree) wrote2014-10-14 02:03 am
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?
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?
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[He looked up at the birds flying out towards the sun, cawing as they went.]
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[Takatora makes a thoughtful noise, focused on nothing more than the sound of the water and the feeling of his brother in his arms.]
During the accident... I shut off everything I found unnecessary, to ensure my body could continue running. Even during that time, I felt... ... emotions. Even though I shouldn't have.
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I have never spent much time thinking about it, but I hope you can help me continue to discover more about myself.
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[Takatora pulled back only a little, then, playing with Mitsuzane's hair once again.]
For now, I'm going to stay with you as long as I can. Once I leave, you'll be placed in a temporary body, but I'll be waiting for you.
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[A small note popped up in Takatora's vision, unseen by Mitsuzane.]
He's falling asleep. I'm going to pull you out of the virtual environment in a few minutes. Your father's plane just landed.
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Takatora stroked Mitsuzane's hair once more, pressing a firm kiss to his temple.]
Sleep for now. We'll be together again soon.
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[The area around them darkened, until it was just the two of them floating in a black void. After a few moments of that, Mitsuzane faded away and the virtual environment faded with him. There was a soft click as the cord was removed from Takatora.]
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... He'll be coming right here. I briefed him. You can fill in the details.
[He looked excited, but... drained. His movements were a bit too stiff and a bit too overcompensating.]
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[Takatora didn't bother to stand yet. His face showed clear concern for Ryouma's ccurrent state.]
Will you be all right?
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[He smirked a little bit, and set his laptop aside.]
Go on. I've got a few things to take care of before I sleep.