[ He's pretty pleased with the agreement, and there's a self-satisfied smile at that, but he'll get on the motorcycle and start it up, waiting for him so then they can just go ]
[Getting on behind him and wrapping one arm around Five's waist for stability.
It must be a funny scene. Sort of like that one Mario Kart where you can have two people, and tiny Toad is in the front but King Bowser is taking up the whole back 2/3rds.
[ Look that's exactly why he said IT WOULD BE FUNNY. Just this giant man wrapping his arm around this tiny guy driving a motorcycle.
But him being willing to put up with physical contact for the entire drive is certainly a testament of how much he's gotten used to it and how much he's willing to put up with when it comes to Emet.
And he's actually definitely taking the most ~scenic~ route to the onsen, rather than going for the fastest and most efficient. It's obvious he'd studied and prepared it beforehand, despite asking Emet if he had any preferences earlier. Once they arrive, he'll wait for him to get off the bike before he parks it properly and gets off as well. ]
There we go. I do hope the trip was tolerable enough.
[It must be a sight! And he is trying to give Five his space specifically because of the physical contact, but he also doesn't want to burn any limbs on hot metal --- so!
When it becomes obvious they are taking the scenic route, his eyebrows do raise, but he doesn't comment. Can't really with the wind whipping by them.
Once they stop, he also gets off but leans against the motorcycle.]
[ walking beside him easily, not minding the contact ]
And given the amount of times you've been taking care of me lately I'd say you're well due some pampering yourself. If only so I can stop feeling embarrassed over it.
You are too hard on yourself. Much was I able to work through after Kohime's transfer thanks to you. Though you have had a difficult time as of late. Not to mention all that has happened with BARiTONES' newest.
And it is always my pleasure.
Now, you mentioned a subject you wished to speak of. I seem to have missed another round of memories. The fact that I was not texted of theories immediately does make me believe that they did not cause direct clues of the cause of the apocalypse. Yet, I imagine they were impactful all the same.
And here I thought I could ask you about progress with your newest first. But you are correct in guessing I was not provided with any clues. If anything, they only added more questions.
Well, one of them did. The other was just me going out of my way to make a fool out of my father.
[ a pause, and then he adds ]
He killed himself. A last-ditch attempt to manipulate my siblings and I into becoming a team again.
We can get to the old fool on my unit in a moment.
Ever do I believe I begin to understand and then I am left baffled. Then truly his whole life's work was to build and raise you. For you to save the world as he seemed to have an indication of knowing of the apocalypse or at least a similar event.
...
...
Have you considered him part of the Commission? Though if he was, why did they simply not stop him. But I would not be surprised if there was some connection. Why would he go so far?
"To save the world", or so Pogo said. They went as far as to reprogram Mom to ensure she wouldn't be able to provide first aid. They framed their death as a mystery to ensure my siblings would be engaged in trying to solve it.
[ there's a sigh ]
To be honest, I'm torn. I can't figure out if he really knew about the apocalypse or he was just crazy, and happened to make a lucky guess in regards to the end of the world. He did have an interest in showing us off, so he might have simply wanted to satisfy his ego.
The thought he might have been involved with the Commission did cross my mind, but as you said. Why would they not have stopped him, then?
Then he was a brilliant man or an insane one. Or perhaps in both scenarios a bit of both. Though I hope you learned a valuable lesson. Speak truthfully to your comrades and those you care about. Or else all you will be left with is mysteries. And they serve no one.
It is all too convenient honestly. Perhaps he was not a part of it, but he must have known about the Commission. A dying friend perhaps imparted the knowledge to him thus he could stay under the radar.
Programmed? Well that explains why your mother didn't have a seat at your dinner table in your dream. But who is this Pogo?
[Crossing the Rainbow Bridge and then looking at the yukata exchange.]
I forgot about both of those details until I took this memory, so I suppose I neglected to inform you. Pogo was our butler — or something to that effect. He's a chimpanzee the old bastard experimented on until he acquired self-awareness and intellect.
Mom is a robot he built and programmed. She's not a real person, but she raised my siblings and I. She was also the one to give my siblings names.
[ once they are at the exchange he's going to go through the process, though for him it's not much of a novelty given taisho's regular attire ]
As for your piece of advice, I've at least put some effort into sharing what's important. If it's not, then there's no reason to be open about it.
He.... For what reason? Well, I suppose I understand the robot. He doesn't seem well with people so something programmed would be preferable. Did Pogo have a reason? Though I suppose if you just learned of him you don't know the answer to that.
I see he is still shrouded in mystery.
[He changes as well not being terribly modest about it, but I suppose this is the first time Five has seen him outside his multiple layered suit. He'll be able to notice the huge patch of scarred flesh on his lower torso and abdomen punctured front to back.]
Good! You above all appreciate knowledge. If I could impart to you one lesson, that would be the one.
[ he's definitely not particularly modest about it either, just changing fast and efficiently - but he does pause to stare at Emet when his eyes catch sight of that scar. It gets his attention enough that he doesn't even say anything in response, just stares ]
Insult to injury truly. Not only did I perish, but 'twas all the primordial Light of the First that did this. Hundreds of years of work, the shard nearly at stasis ready for a Rejoining. Ah, the indomitable will of man.
But let it leave your mind for the time being. I do not wish to dour the outing.
I'm afraid thinking of your death is going to sour it no matter what. But I will at least try to push it out of my mind.
Still ... that was something I had been concerned about. Has it been on your mind, lately? Lahabrea did fall as well, after all, and I've been wondering if his presence might have made some unpleasant thoughts resurface.
It has been for a variety of reasons. 'Tis not pleasant but more surreal than anything. I did show him the moment of my demise. I felt rather detached to be honest, as if it was just another mortal death. ... Though I should mention if there is any memory that you would wish to see, you need but ask. You have earned the right of it.
As for Lahabrea, I suppose I never truly mourned his death. We had been together so long, the three of us. Yes, the other offices had many changing of the guard, but those two were always a constant, a comfort. Taking a moment would have brought reality to the situation --- not that it wasn't the truth to be begin with. But unlike our sacrificed brethren whose sleep in Zodiark's embrace, would we we be able to bring him back? I do not truly believe so.
So any time given is one I will cherish even if he's being a fool. Though I do believe he is trying to be better, and I will give him that credit.
... Well. I certainly don't want to see your death, so if you thought I was going to ask, you can discard that thought. Temporary though they may be, I already know I'll have to see one or two here, and that's enough. I'm not exactly looking forward torturing myself.
But let's continue the conversation inside the springs. This was meant to be relaxing for us, and maybe it'll make the topic a little less heavy.
[He does laugh trying to lighten the mood as he pats Five's shoulder and walks by him into the springs.]
Did I finally find your limit? I would have thought you wanted to know for the scientific discovery. You all but ran directly into Amaurot's Final Days from what you mentioned.
That's different. I did not have to see you dying, regardless of how unpleasant it was.
I had to see the Final Days to understand. Your death on the other hand would only teach me how to properly kill you.
[ though as soon as he says that he realizes that knowing that would also mean he'd be able to understand how to prevent it, so now he's considering, but not liking it ]
... There would be uses for it. But I don't think I'm ready to see it.
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It must be a funny scene. Sort of like that one Mario Kart where you can have two people, and tiny Toad is in the front but King Bowser is taking up the whole back 2/3rds.
In any case! Of they go. TO ADVENTURE!]
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But him being willing to put up with physical contact for the entire drive is certainly a testament of how much he's gotten used to it and how much he's willing to put up with when it comes to Emet.
And he's actually definitely taking the most ~scenic~ route to the onsen, rather than going for the fastest and most efficient. It's obvious he'd studied and prepared it beforehand, despite asking Emet if he had any preferences earlier. Once they arrive, he'll wait for him to get off the bike before he parks it properly and gets off as well. ]
There we go. I do hope the trip was tolerable enough.
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When it becomes obvious they are taking the scenic route, his eyebrows do raise, but he doesn't comment. Can't really with the wind whipping by them.
Once they stop, he also gets off but leans against the motorcycle.]
You had the route planned out beforehand.
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[ a pause, and then he adds ]
Last time you were the one to show me around, so. I had to try to get the upper hand and impress you.
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[Walking over and putting a hand on his upper back as they head towards the onsen.]
But ever it is appreciated. I do feel a little embarrassingly pampered to be known so well.
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[ walking beside him easily, not minding the contact ]
And given the amount of times you've been taking care of me lately I'd say you're well due some pampering yourself. If only so I can stop feeling embarrassed over it.
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And it is always my pleasure.
Now, you mentioned a subject you wished to speak of. I seem to have missed another round of memories. The fact that I was not texted of theories immediately does make me believe that they did not cause direct clues of the cause of the apocalypse. Yet, I imagine they were impactful all the same.
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Well, one of them did. The other was just me going out of my way to make a fool out of my father.
[ a pause, and then he adds ]
He killed himself. A last-ditch attempt to manipulate my siblings and I into becoming a team again.
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Ever do I believe I begin to understand and then I am left baffled. Then truly his whole life's work was to build and raise you. For you to save the world as he seemed to have an indication of knowing of the apocalypse or at least a similar event.
...
...
Have you considered him part of the Commission? Though if he was, why did they simply not stop him. But I would not be surprised if there was some connection. Why would he go so far?
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[ there's a sigh ]
To be honest, I'm torn. I can't figure out if he really knew about the apocalypse or he was just crazy, and happened to make a lucky guess in regards to the end of the world. He did have an interest in showing us off, so he might have simply wanted to satisfy his ego.
The thought he might have been involved with the Commission did cross my mind, but as you said. Why would they not have stopped him, then?
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It is all too convenient honestly. Perhaps he was not a part of it, but he must have known about the Commission. A dying friend perhaps imparted the knowledge to him thus he could stay under the radar.
Programmed? Well that explains why your mother didn't have a seat at your dinner table in your dream. But who is this Pogo?
[Crossing the Rainbow Bridge and then looking at the yukata exchange.]
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Mom is a robot he built and programmed. She's not a real person, but she raised my siblings and I. She was also the one to give my siblings names.
[ once they are at the exchange he's going to go through the process, though for him it's not much of a novelty given taisho's regular attire ]
As for your piece of advice, I've at least put some effort into sharing what's important. If it's not, then there's no reason to be open about it.
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I see he is still shrouded in mystery.
[He changes as well not being terribly modest about it, but I suppose this is the first time Five has seen him outside his multiple layered suit. He'll be able to notice the huge patch of scarred flesh on his lower torso and abdomen punctured front to back.]
Good! You above all appreciate knowledge. If I could impart to you one lesson, that would be the one.
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Ah. I suppose we have not talked about that in detail, have we?
[Securing on the yukata and belting it.]
I know I don't have to say it, but if you would keep this to yourself. Considering sensitIV's ability, I do not care for it to get around.
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[ but he frowns, like he's still considering something ]
Undeniable proof of your death. I'm sure the reminder delights you.
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But let it leave your mind for the time being. I do not wish to dour the outing.
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Still ... that was something I had been concerned about. Has it been on your mind, lately? Lahabrea did fall as well, after all, and I've been wondering if his presence might have made some unpleasant thoughts resurface.
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As for Lahabrea, I suppose I never truly mourned his death. We had been together so long, the three of us. Yes, the other offices had many changing of the guard, but those two were always a constant, a comfort. Taking a moment would have brought reality to the situation --- not that it wasn't the truth to be begin with. But unlike our sacrificed brethren whose sleep in Zodiark's embrace, would we we be able to bring him back? I do not truly believe so.
So any time given is one I will cherish even if he's being a fool. Though I do believe he is trying to be better, and I will give him that credit.
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But let's continue the conversation inside the springs. This was meant to be relaxing for us, and maybe it'll make the topic a little less heavy.
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Did I finally find your limit? I would have thought you wanted to know for the scientific discovery. You all but ran directly into Amaurot's Final Days from what you mentioned.
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I had to see the Final Days to understand. Your death on the other hand would only teach me how to properly kill you.
[ though as soon as he says that he realizes that knowing that would also mean he'd be able to understand how to prevent it, so now he's considering, but not liking it ]
... There would be uses for it. But I don't think I'm ready to see it.
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Ah! And to think you were worried your emotions would run rampant over your ability to keep a logical view on things. Never should you doubt yourself.
[Guess they are going to the outdoor onsen. It's probably really pretty!]
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