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tushanshu_logs2015-03-16 10:51 pm
akito) wrote in tushanshu_logs2015-03-16 10:51 pm
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Characters: Tiny Nerd #1, Prof. Big Nose, and Burnt Cinnamon Roll
Date: March 18th
Location: Metal Sector
Situation: Tiny Nerd #1 is getting his tiny nerd lessons from Prof. Big Nose and Stuff Happens and they both run into Burnt Cinnamon Roll.
Warnings/Rating: PG-13; likely to be references of an abusive childhood
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Akito doesn't trust Callaghan - not entirely, at least. But it's enough that he visits the man every second afternoon to be tutored in the subjects he should have learned years ago (at least in his mind). Basic mathematics and physics were both a breeze to complete, and Akito has now moved on to advanced calculus and advanced physics, though his previous knowledge of physics is making it fairly easy to learn as well.
Sometimes he wonders if it's only because Callaghan is a good teacher (something he's never had before, no offense to Miss Tomita), or if he actually is the genius everyone at home claimed he was. Compared to Tony he's nothing but a moron, Akito knows. But some days, when he looks at a question and instantly just knows the answer, he feels like he lives up to the title. His brain absorbs the information like a sponge, and it doesn't take long for him to master whatever Callaghan throws at him.
Today he has a notebook filled with what he's pretty sure are correct answers to the questions he was given the other day. They'll go through them together, making sure he was doing everything correctly (because he has to show his work, which is super annoying when your brain tells you the answer is X or Y before you can even go through the steps. but it's important for trouble-shooting and so does so without complaint), then Akito will copy down another one-hundred questions to answer for the following lesson and learn a new concept if deemed ready for it.
He thinks today will be a new concept day. At least, he hopes it will be.
Akito knocks on Callaghan's door politely, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as he waits for an answer. He's bundled up more than usual; shivering despite the extra layers.
"Hey! Professor Oyaji! It's really cold today, so please answer quickly!"
Date: March 18th
Location: Metal Sector
Situation: Tiny Nerd #1 is getting his tiny nerd lessons from Prof. Big Nose and Stuff Happens and they both run into Burnt Cinnamon Roll.
Warnings/Rating: PG-13; likely to be references of an abusive childhood
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Akito doesn't trust Callaghan - not entirely, at least. But it's enough that he visits the man every second afternoon to be tutored in the subjects he should have learned years ago (at least in his mind). Basic mathematics and physics were both a breeze to complete, and Akito has now moved on to advanced calculus and advanced physics, though his previous knowledge of physics is making it fairly easy to learn as well.
Sometimes he wonders if it's only because Callaghan is a good teacher (something he's never had before, no offense to Miss Tomita), or if he actually is the genius everyone at home claimed he was. Compared to Tony he's nothing but a moron, Akito knows. But some days, when he looks at a question and instantly just knows the answer, he feels like he lives up to the title. His brain absorbs the information like a sponge, and it doesn't take long for him to master whatever Callaghan throws at him.
Today he has a notebook filled with what he's pretty sure are correct answers to the questions he was given the other day. They'll go through them together, making sure he was doing everything correctly (because he has to show his work, which is super annoying when your brain tells you the answer is X or Y before you can even go through the steps. but it's important for trouble-shooting and so does so without complaint), then Akito will copy down another one-hundred questions to answer for the following lesson and learn a new concept if deemed ready for it.
He thinks today will be a new concept day. At least, he hopes it will be.
Akito knocks on Callaghan's door politely, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as he waits for an answer. He's bundled up more than usual; shivering despite the extra layers.
"Hey! Professor Oyaji! It's really cold today, so please answer quickly!"
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...almost nothing. It makes the space seem bigger in the worst way, empty. Robert gives Tadashi a look, furrowing his brow, then makes a decision.
"I'm fine, but why don't you let me make some, anyway? Tadashi can help you get settled. We'll keep quiet while you rest."
Why yes, he does feel uncomfortable leaving, now that he knows Akito's place is in this state.
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The state of the apartment doesn't escape him, though, and he meets Callaghan's look with a resolute nod.
"He's right, Akito. When you're sick, the best way to get better is to rest. Let us take care of you for a while."
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"The kettle is by the stove," he says, gesturing toward it with a hand. "And... I'll be okay by myself. All I need is sleep."
The thought of being taken care of feels distinctly not right. Probably because he can't remember a time where he was ever taken care of when he was sick - the extent of 'care' he was given was as many days off as needed until he was able to work again. Akito scuffs his foot on the floor, uncomfortable with the situation.
"Um... I'll just go change, then nap."
He doesn't wait for an answer. He just shuffles his way across the apartment and over to his dresser, where he pulls out a large t-shirt before carefully stripping down to his underwear and pulling it on. What appeared to be an ordinary over-sized shirt turns out to reach down to Akito's knees, effectively hiding bony hips, the noticeable scarring on his abdomen (six scars from hips to diaphragm), and the faint, barely-noticeable lines of scars littering his back. Ordinarily he wouldn't let anyone see him without his shirt on, but he really is too tired to care at this point. They already know he was abused. It's not like seeing scars will make a difference.
Once changed, Akito turns his attention back to his guests and offers a small bow to be polite. "Don't worry about locking the door when you leave... Bird knows how to do the latch. Um, so... In the meantime you can make yourself at home."
That sounds about right, he thinks, rubbing at his eye with the back of a hand and biting back a yawn. "If you need something please wake me up?" Even though he knows they won't.
With that all taken care of, Akito wanders into the bathroom to brush his teeth and rinse the sick out of his mouth, then makes his way back to the main living space, offering a small bow of his head again in acknowledgement, and then... Flopping into the pile of blankets inside the large closet he's claimed as his bedroom, burrowing into them. Curling his hand in front of his nose and mouth as though to suck his thumb, yet making no move to do so, Akito wriggles a few more times before passing right out.
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Said eyes immediately move back to the kettle.
By the time everything is done, the young man is settling down, and he's offering one of the mugs to Tadashi with a murmur.
"I want to stay here for an hour or so, to make sure he's going to be all right. I can give you directions to my own apartment if you'd rather not."
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... He won't try to make Akito move now, as exhausted as he obviously is, but the next time he wakes up? Tadashi's going to try to convince him to use the actual bed.
With Akito settled, Tadashi takes the mug from Callaghan, eyes lingering on Akito's closet and a worried frown on his face.
"No, I'd like to stay, too. He shouldn't be alone if he's sick..."
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Of course, without Akito to offer another focus, this leaves him only able to regard the young man he's thought dead for...more than months. Months on top of that. It hasn't been a year, yet, has it...?
He closes his eyes in a long blink, then opens them again as he takes a sip of the tea.
"...when did you get here?" he begins, knowing that Tadashi has to be a fairly recent arrival.
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"Yesterday." He holds his mug in both hands, blinking down at his own fingers in momentary confusion when something metal clinks against the ceramic. There's a ring on his right ring finger that he never wore at home, a simple silver band with a green gem set in it.
"So... it's really been months for you?"
tmw you realize you never figured out what your chara's jewelry piece is whups
Instead, his attention lingers on Tadashi, taking another long look at him. Just like he remembers...
"Mhm. When I got here, it was..." He pauses to think. "...it was just really getting in to winter. Now, we're pushing the thaw. It has to be at least three months, and that's just counting here. The showcase itself was a bit before..."
Robert takes another sip, words chosen deliberately so that he can gauge Tadashi's reaction. He's either going to jog some very unhappy memories, or...what? What is he really expecting, here?
He wasn't expecting Tadashi, at least, so anything from here he'll just need to take as it comes.
eh, prof's not the sort to wear his heart/soul out on his literal or metaphorical sleeve anyway |D
"It's so crazy to think about. I mean, it's been that long for you, but for me the showcase was, well, yesterday. Hiro's presentation and getting his acceptance..." He sighs, sitting back in his chair a bit and rubbing at the back of his neck with one hand. "He were just talking, then... poof." Tadashi let's his hand drop to his lap, the other worrying at the handle of his mug even as a slightly self-depreciating smile creeps onto his face.
"I must've spent hours looking for him yesterday before someone told me how this place works."
depends on how he's feeling that day
Another sip. Another pause, easily explained as taking it all in- which he is By the utter lack of concern or distress Tadashi shows, short of missing his brother...
"Just talking?" he asks neutrally. After the presentation and acceptance...this has to have been, well...when things were just getting started. He swallows at the memory, trying desperately to think of something to say. "I'd have thought you two would go out to celebrate."
gotta let those feelings out, man. it's good for you.
There would've been dinner (Hiro's favorite) and probably cake. Scratch that, definitely cake. A small celebration among friends and family, because that's what's always seemed to work best for them, but then poof. Goodbye family, goodbye friends, goodbye world. Tadashi shrugs, an oddly indecisive gesture for him.
"... I just wanted to make sure he knew how proud I was of him. How proud I am. He's going to be amazing."
and that's why he's running around at night
There's a hint of teasing to it, while Robert wonders if there's the slightest chance, the slightest possibility...
"I'm sure he knew, either way."
not the outlet Tadashi would've chosen, but if it works XD
Not that he ended up saying anything all that sappy, but with these brothers it's often about the non-verbal messages. The quirk of an eyebrow, a disapproving frown, or the sappiest brotherly love that smiling eyes can communicate.
"I know... So I- Is there really no way to go back?"
it's a perfectly harmless hobby that will end with no reprocussions whatsoever :')
"Not that I've discovered," he finally responds, lowering the glass. To be fair, he hasn't really tried yet, but that's not worth mentioning. "They say sometimes people return, but they're still dealing with some of their own troubles here. And I don't know how much you've seen yet, Tadashi, but these people..." Callaghan shakes his head. "There's a lot of work to be done, here, period."
He's in no hurry.
gdi robert
He pushes those grasping, childish thoughts aside and nods.
"The people at the Welcome Center told me the basics. A long war, less-than-effective heroes..." Tadashi sighs. He's been on the turtle for less than two days, so there's no way he's seen the worst of what Keeliai has to offer, but with what he has seen? He can make a few guesses.
"Is that what you've been doing?"
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"The problem is, as always, figuring out a way to get things going the way you want them to. And I want to be sure I'm not making them worse by overstepping the boundaries- some people here have a bit of a grudge against people like us, for matters entirely out of our control."
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(They were going to put the washing machine back together, really. Scout's honor.)
Of course, their situation on the turtle isn't quite the same as playing chop shop with Cass' appliances. Washing machine parts won't fix Keeliai's problems (probably), and there are politics involved here. Important public relations. Overstepping their boundaries could lead to worse than being sent to bed without dessert.
"... So it's a matter of convincing the locals that we want to help them. And that Foreigners aren't going to let them down again."