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yogen2021-10-01 08:39 am
crystallomancy) wrote in yogen2021-10-01 08:39 am
i'm getting a good grade in yogen lore, which is something normal people definitely try to get
Who: Whoever's in the dormitories
When: Friday, October 1st
What: It's time for a little lecture. And a genuine information meeting. But mostly a lecture.
Warnings: N/A please don't make me change this.
( Early in the morning, a curious text gets posted. )
N.Sakasaki
( ...In less coded news, the dormitory's study hall will have a note taped to it:
Yogen and You: A Quick Summary
Held by Natsume Sakasaki
For those who need a summary of events, whether because our meetings rarely get anything done in terms of information sharing or because you're freshly awakened. Come around dinner time for food, enlightenment, and the opportunity to share your troubles with those going through the same thing.
The room will be locked all day until about half an hour before six, at which point it will become unlocked... this is primarily for Natsume to set up a table of food, but people can come sit in early if they like. There's an overhead projector that's been wheeled into the study hall all the way from school, and the curtains are drawn over the windows. It isn't dark though, since he still has the lights turned on...
Several tables have been pushed together to make at least three groups, chairs around them like they've been readied for a dinner party, while a few more are pushed a little further back and have absolutely no chairs whatsoever; those are for the food. There's also a chair by the overhead projector.
Your food and drink for tonight: lemon and rosemary roasted shrimp, white rice, rosemary and thyme chicken, a make-your-own-salad area with all kinds of salad-making ingredients, three types of eggrolls (seafood, vegetable, and pork), and various drinks from the vending machine because some of us can afford to spend a bunch of merit points on things like that.
When a sufficient amount of people have come in, or the clock hits 6:05, Natsume shuts the door, turns off the lights, and moves to the overhead projector. To stand on the chair, so he's the tallest person in here, and claps his hands to get people's attention. )
Save all questions and outbursts until the END, ( he says, and then kneels down on the chair and flicks the projector on.
All of the slides are pre-written on some transparent sheets that project onto a wall without windows, which he reads one by one without rushing! But for ease of reading OOCly, you can find the entire thing here. There's also photocopied handouts for people on all of the tables, stapled of course, so people who aren't blind (sorry Helena) can follow along at home!
He lets the last sheet stay up, his face half-illuminated by the overhead projector, then sits down in the chair and leans forward the back of it like some kind of delinquent. )
Alright, you can speak NOW.
( ooc notes: go ahead and treat this like one of our meetings, aka mingle, jump around, actually get a chance to share information that hasn't been talked about yet, etc. thank you plenty to enh and peace too for reviewing and suggesting things for the presentation \o/ )
When: Friday, October 1st
What: It's time for a little lecture. And a genuine information meeting. But mostly a lecture.
Warnings: N/A please don't make me change this.
( Early in the morning, a curious text gets posted. )
N.Sakasaki
DRM-STDYHLL
1800HRS
( ...In less coded news, the dormitory's study hall will have a note taped to it:
Yogen and You: A Quick Summary
Held by Natsume Sakasaki
For those who need a summary of events, whether because our meetings rarely get anything done in terms of information sharing or because you're freshly awakened. Come around dinner time for food, enlightenment, and the opportunity to share your troubles with those going through the same thing.
The room will be locked all day until about half an hour before six, at which point it will become unlocked... this is primarily for Natsume to set up a table of food, but people can come sit in early if they like. There's an overhead projector that's been wheeled into the study hall all the way from school, and the curtains are drawn over the windows. It isn't dark though, since he still has the lights turned on...
Several tables have been pushed together to make at least three groups, chairs around them like they've been readied for a dinner party, while a few more are pushed a little further back and have absolutely no chairs whatsoever; those are for the food. There's also a chair by the overhead projector.
Your food and drink for tonight: lemon and rosemary roasted shrimp, white rice, rosemary and thyme chicken, a make-your-own-salad area with all kinds of salad-making ingredients, three types of eggrolls (seafood, vegetable, and pork), and various drinks from the vending machine because some of us can afford to spend a bunch of merit points on things like that.
When a sufficient amount of people have come in, or the clock hits 6:05, Natsume shuts the door, turns off the lights, and moves to the overhead projector. To stand on the chair, so he's the tallest person in here, and claps his hands to get people's attention. )
Save all questions and outbursts until the END, ( he says, and then kneels down on the chair and flicks the projector on.
All of the slides are pre-written on some transparent sheets that project onto a wall without windows, which he reads one by one without rushing! But for ease of reading OOCly, you can find the entire thing here. There's also photocopied handouts for people on all of the tables, stapled of course, so people who aren't blind (sorry Helena) can follow along at home!
He lets the last sheet stay up, his face half-illuminated by the overhead projector, then sits down in the chair and leans forward the back of it like some kind of delinquent. )
Alright, you can speak NOW.
( ooc notes: go ahead and treat this like one of our meetings, aka mingle, jump around, actually get a chance to share information that hasn't been talked about yet, etc. thank you plenty to enh and peace too for reviewing and suggesting things for the presentation \o/ )
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[and it was his death that made this conversation start. now she's the one that sounds guilty, slightly nervous - they don't have to talk about her and what she's been through, when he's trusting her with a secret. it's not something to brag about, how many times one's experienced death - she doesn't want Rantarou to think she looks down on him for it.]
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( the difference between dying in a fight, and dying with a knife in your back. the difference between dying one time or many. the difference between dying by your own choice or the hand of another. the difference between dying to an enemy and a friend. no matter how they die, they're all the same in the end, and they've all ended up here, too. the circumstances may hurt for different reasons, but there's nothing to be gained out of trying to figure out who has it worse.
besides, once they get here, pretty much any of them can start racking up tallies if they're not careful. )
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[she's quiet again for a moment, leaning back on the bed. what had felt so immediate to say suddenly feels harder, her hands metaphorically clutching to it as if the truth would protect her for keeping it inside. it's hard, when what's unspoken and known becomes unknown. but she wants to tell someone, even if they look at her different for it. someone who'd then understand why those words being flung about hurt. why she has to worry about where they'll go back to, if they don't just become someone else. why she avoids the subject of where she's from, or things she misses.
Rantarou had met her, and had been kind, when it would have been easy to lock her in that room and save himself. had taken her by the hand and brought her to the void, so she could understand. he's always been decent to her, and now Helena hopes that still, it will come from a genuine place, and not pity.]
...I've died so many times I've honestly lost track of the number. I stopped writing it down, and so I couldn't say how high the count is. Over and over, many different ways. And it doesn't get any easier. You simply just begin to expect it.
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I can see why you wouldn't want to go back...
( why the idea of a new life, a fresh start that could pull her out of whatever grotesque cycle she found herself trapped in, would be a good thing for her, rather than something negative. it's not something he can blame her for, and rather than pity, it's sympathy that colours his words when he speaks up. )
Sorry, I guess it's just a difference in circumstances. I still can't say I like the idea for myself — reincarnation, I mean — but I don't expect you to feel the same.
( a wry smile tugs at the corners of his lips. )
Not that I think I'd fare much better if I could go back, I just...
( think that anything would feel better than to accept forgetting and failing with such finality. )
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[tilting her head back, she wonders what the stars look like. she's been told they're there in this room, right above their heads, but to her, it's all the same sometimes.]
It's closer to...if reincarnation is the one way that I won't go back there, I'll take it. If I could follow someone else, go somewhere else and still be the me I know now, I'd like that best of all. But I won't ask for too much - why should I be greedy?
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( like he'd said before, but he can't give any agreement beyond that. doesn't want to give her the wrong idea either, like he disapproves of the choices she's made with her own priorities. his are just... different, y'know? as she turns her attention up, amami follows her gaze, counts the pinpricks through the glass. )
We don't know for sure right now, what graduation's all about, but... If it's something good, I'll do what I can — to make sure you can get there.
( he might be hopeless no matter the outcome, but for some of the people here — for rika, for meng yao, for helena — it doesn't have to be the same for them.
if it's the end of the line for him no matter what he does, he can at least chase after the best outcome for the rest. )
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[she says it softly, and the hand she knows is closest to him reaches over, trailing on the blanket until she can find his hand to touch it. to connect, to remind herself that he's right here.]
We might not agree on what makes the self, but those things that are important to you...I don't want you to lose those. And we don't know that there isn't a way that you could keep them, that you could live again and be Rantarou as you are now. So until we know for certain there is no way, I want to keep faith that there is one, and we just haven't found it yet. I want that for you, with all my heart.
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( it's... not quite an answer he can say he's looking for. amami, he's still getting a feel for this place — has been here too long to know so little, but still needs more to make any hard and fast decisions about something like graduation. as it stands now? no matter how good it may be for helena, there's little and less reason for him to believe it would be the same for him. at the same time, to say as much aloud would look pretty bad; even he can understand that.
not that he's giving up, it's just... well, he doesn't want to get into it right now. so he does what he always does when he doesn't want to talk about himself anymore. he changes the topic. )
You feel any better, now that you've got that off your chest?
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[for letting her speak, when she had offered him chances to shy away and take the out. he listened to her, and she's grateful for it beyond mere words can say. she should apologize, for making him bear up her secret like this, for taking time - but the gratitude overrides it, and she smiles a little.]
Don't worry. I won't tell anyone about you - that's yours to give to someone, if and when you choose. It's nothing to say lightly.
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( it's not that he means for it to be a secret, or that he's ashamed of it — but all that's going on, he doesn't need to act like something like that makes him any different from anyone else. he got to deal with the people who'd seen the fallout, is all, but in the end, every one of them is in the same boat when it comes to this place. for now he'll exhale, pull himself back up to his feet and glance back to helena. )
We can chat more later if you want — for now, why don't we get back? It'd be a shame if we missed something important while we're here.
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[she pauses, taking a deep breath before she gets back up and retrieves her cane. once they leave this room, it'll all be buried again, collected into her mind.
if this comes up again, next time, she won't cry. she promises.]