lingeringlegacy | 04 ☆ Exceeding theoretical boundaries

[Her mind had been distracted when she asked that short, wistful question. A cause. A purpose. By right, humans design objects to fulfill a purpose, like playgrounds for children. Thus wouldn't the artificial components in her body, too, have been designed for a purpose? It had been on her mind ever since their discovery by Lezard and his technician, but no matter how hard she crunched what little information she had, she hadn't been able to find a clue. It was mostly the reason she had sought Gene out to this place. And if she was part of an organisation, it would be plausible that the reason for her state tied with the cause of that organisation.]

That sounds horrible...

[Then she was shaken out of the haze by Gene's reaction, the way he clenched his teeth and the abrupt way he packed his lunch. She didn't really expect him to be so affected. Though thinking back to their first —first that she remembered, at least— meeting and how he seemed to have a distaste towards battles, his answer, his memory explained it.

There was a contrast between the Gene currently in front of her and the image he projected in the journals, goofing around about being pirates or bantering with Bell. Perhaps, she thought, it was part of how the man coped?]

And to think the Wilderness would have another... place with Aurora, but I would guess not our world either?

But Gene, if it's too... [Too what? Painful? Difficult? Frustrating?] If you don't feel like doing so, you don't have to tell me.

[The combination of words she just spoken pulled at something within. Something comforting, but sad. But she bit her lips, trying to bite back the strange feeling from engulfing her.]

[He shook his head at her question.]

No, he gave every indication that it wasn't his home. They were just as trapped as we are. [And every bit as screwed, if not more, judging by the dystopian landscape of the place.]

[When Gene looked up at Stellaris's gentle words, it was obvious that she seemed a bit... worried? Anxious? Something. He had probably gone a little far, hadn't he? While he felt it within his rights to get angry at the situation, now might be the time to scale it back. Though absently he noted the fact that it did seem easy for him to talk with her, even about things like this.]

Don't worry, I was... just going to say that I found out the attack was from a source that seemed to be keeping the info under wraps. Whatever we were up against, seems we had good reason for it. [He gave her a half-smile but, rather than managing to be reassuring, it was tinged with a wry sort of edge.]

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[She relaxed a little seeing his tension waning. The thought that another universe where people are trapped existed, though, was quite disconcerting.]

I would like to believe so, and right now, I think I wouldn't want to fight without a good reason. Realising how little we know is scary. [She attempted a smile back. It didn't quite reach her eyes.] But I guess I should try and follow Youth's advice. Try not to worry about things I have no control of, and focus on what I have now. [She chuckled lightly.] Maybe I can even learn to enjoy the playground while it lasts.

Scary's a good way of putting it.

[The fact that the smile was forced didn't escape his attention. Though the shift in topic to the playground seemed to turn it a little more genuine, which was nice to see.]

It's worth trying at least once. You might be surprised.

[Even after an awkward start, she found it easy to smile when with 00. The Haros' antics usually helped, too.]

In fact, I will be going this afternoon with 00 and Kagerou.

I see. Do the lot of you have a game plan for which parts you're going to attack first, or will it be a more impulsive endeavor where you go after whatever grabs your attention?

I haven't really thought of that.

Ah well, I'm sure it'll come to you once you get there.

Considering you've got that appointment for fun later on [Gene looked at his watch and noticed that the time had passed more quickly than expected] and I should be to getting back to work, it might be best to bring our lunch break to a close.

[He picked up the styrofoam container that he'd set aside earlier.] Though, if you want to chat about this sort of thing at another time, I'm up for it.

[He grinned at her.] And since the suggestion of talking in the S-yard was only to avoid getting in trouble for certain things, we could even stand to go somewhere a bit nicer.

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Hopefully so. Besides, Kagerou is knowledgeable about social things.

[She checked her own watch and surprised at how fast time passed. Which didn't really make sense, because the length of time should be constant as long as she does not travel at different speeds. It would be nice if time passed this fast when she was waiting for wash cycles to finish.] So this kind of talk doesn't really have to be in the Scavenger's Yard? You should have made it clearer, then. [She pouted a little, but smiled again as she started packing her things.] But I would love to see those nicer places.

Hey, give a guy a break! [The pout was met with mock defensiveness, the effect of which was ruined when he returned her smile.] I couldn't exactly say Scavenger's Yard chats are best for discussing the Sphere's dirty little secrets when we were up above.

[He stepped out of the car, container in hand, and came around the car to open the door on Stellaris's side.] In that case, I'll round up a list of possibilities for the next time.

[His act prompted a short burst of laughter out of her, but she still mentally registered that bit on 'Sphere's dirty little secrets' and associated it with things like the mysterious writer some time ago. The talk on a war and a grey man. That could wait—she needed to be in Section 4 soon and she didn't really want to part with Gene in a dour mood.

Then he opened the door. The gesture reminded her of when he laid his jacket on the broken window in Odaiba. A slight flush coloured her cheeks as she stepped out of the car.] Thank you. I'll look forward to your list.

[He caught a glimpse of the blush and the edges of his smile quirked up that much more as he closed the door behind her.]

Glad to hear it. I'll do my best not to disappoint.

04 ☆ Exceeding theoretical boundaries

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