Jin Uzuki (U-TIC AU) (
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themainframe2013-04-15 11:02 pm
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Third Blade (Video)
*There's a loud clack as the D-Terminal starts recording. From its position on the floor, it obviously fell off of something and triggered something by accident. The center of the screen just shows Veemon snoozing on Jin's bed, but Jin is kneeling off to the side in front of three picture frames set on the floor in a row. Each is draped with black ribbon and contains a simple ink painting of a different person, each of which is labelled in an alien language. But even without being able to read it, it's evident that all three bear the same last nams. An incense holder sits in front of them with a stick already lit and the recording has started in the middle of a sentence.*
-for how long it's been. I know this shrine is a little crude compared to my usual one, but I wasn't able to get your photos before I was brought here. Come to think of it, I'm not even certain you'll be able to hear me from this world. Not that I expect you listened much anyway, not after the ways I disappointed you. I'd be especially surprised if you didn't tune me out regularly, Shion.
*He reaches out to briefly touch the first of the pictures, fondly but hesitantly. It's a gesture of both love and guilt.*
I can't blame you, since it was my negligence that...never mind. Regardless of whether you can hear me and whether or not you bother to listen and regardless of the fact that we never saw eye to eye, it still brings me comfort to talk to you. I know it's a little bit pathetic, but I have so little that's familiar here. To be honest, it's a little unsettling. It's funny...all these years since Miltia, and it's only now that I truly feel homesick. Maybe it's because I no longer have Pellegri to keep my company and my work to distract me. Or perhaps it's because the Fleet was my home no matter where we were and now I fear I may be separated from them for a very long time. I know you don't have very high opinions of those things, father, but I hope you understand why they would keep the loss of our birthplace from weighing on me as much as they could.
Or perhaps I ask too much. You owe me no solace...but be that as it may, your memory remains close to my heart. As always, I wish you happiness in the next life and pray that the fates are kinder to you than they were in this one. Goodnight, mother, father, Shion.
*He stands up and turns around and only then does he notice the D-Terminal sitting open on the floor.*
Now, what are you doing down there? And...recording? Well...this is a little bit embarrassing. I'm sorry all of you had to hear my glorified complaints.
-for how long it's been. I know this shrine is a little crude compared to my usual one, but I wasn't able to get your photos before I was brought here. Come to think of it, I'm not even certain you'll be able to hear me from this world. Not that I expect you listened much anyway, not after the ways I disappointed you. I'd be especially surprised if you didn't tune me out regularly, Shion.
*He reaches out to briefly touch the first of the pictures, fondly but hesitantly. It's a gesture of both love and guilt.*
I can't blame you, since it was my negligence that...never mind. Regardless of whether you can hear me and whether or not you bother to listen and regardless of the fact that we never saw eye to eye, it still brings me comfort to talk to you. I know it's a little bit pathetic, but I have so little that's familiar here. To be honest, it's a little unsettling. It's funny...all these years since Miltia, and it's only now that I truly feel homesick. Maybe it's because I no longer have Pellegri to keep my company and my work to distract me. Or perhaps it's because the Fleet was my home no matter where we were and now I fear I may be separated from them for a very long time. I know you don't have very high opinions of those things, father, but I hope you understand why they would keep the loss of our birthplace from weighing on me as much as they could.
Or perhaps I ask too much. You owe me no solace...but be that as it may, your memory remains close to my heart. As always, I wish you happiness in the next life and pray that the fates are kinder to you than they were in this one. Goodnight, mother, father, Shion.
*He stands up and turns around and only then does he notice the D-Terminal sitting open on the floor.*
Now, what are you doing down there? And...recording? Well...this is a little bit embarrassing. I'm sorry all of you had to hear my glorified complaints.
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I'd say it's a safe bet we've all lost people we cared about. Either by coming here or back at home.
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If we could get your family and friends here too then you'd be set.
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...but it's not like you really have a choice right now. So it's not worth worrying about right?
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Of course, that doesn't change the fact that I miss Pellegri and the rest of the Fleet.
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I was all worried about going home and everyone being ticked that I'd gone missing but...
...oh hey wait. If time is frozen there but our time is moving ahead, what happens if we get home like, YEARS older?
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[Marley's been listening the entire time, her thoughts immediately turning to home. She clears her throat, trying to hide the waver in her voice before she speaks again.]
I-I'm sorry...for your loss...
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I understand, yeah. If it were my mom...I'd be like you. I wouldn't want to forget either.
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Okay.
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*Something he has to remind himself every day to keep his guilt over his parents and sister's deaths from overwhelming him.*
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