Waking the Dead 2.0 || August 19, 2063 || Friday

[icarusalsoflew]

[This one disappears for about thirty minutes, and returns as quietly as he left with two briefcases. He doesn't explain where he went, but from how he ducks into Hikaru's room for about fifteen minutes after that, it can probably be inferred that he fetched a few things from Falner.

Looks like he'll be staying at the Tower while he has taken control of his Brother's body. You're usually going to spot him hovering around, smoking, working through a glass of rum, eyes crimson-ringed and glowing oddly in all lights (or lack thereof) watching... who knows what he's watching? And that suit he's wearing - three-piece, black, pin-striped, with ghostly faces and smoke occasionally moving over the "fabric" - is pretty nice, creepiness aside.

Please excuse him if you find him suddenly popping in on you. It's just what he does.]


OOC Notes:
+ Drop starters as you please! I'll have Death haunt you accordingly. ♥
+ Feel free to do other stuff among yourselves here as well.
+ Do note that Makoto's out and solid for this evening too, so you can bug him or ping me if you want him to come around and bother you.

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[atlas_shrugged]

SENT: 11:44 PM
No rush.:) I'm just having a beer here. I still have rum in my flasks if you prefer hard drinks. See you in a bit.

[ There is no rush really. The rose is just lying beside him, on the ledge, neatly protected in those plastic wraps they put single-stem flowers in.

Taking a swig of his beer, legs dangling off the ledge ]

Re: defo :)

[atlas_shrugged]

Have you heard the saying "Sometimes the Universe approves."? I think it'll make an exception for good things like that. It isn't Hubris to make children happy with no ulterior motives.

[ Brig smiles and takes a swig of his beer ]

But a more peaceful world would be nice. It's all I've ever fought for really. 122 years and it doesn't seem any nearer. [ A pause, pregnant with reflection, as he lights up a cigarette ] Just a new fight, that's been going on for forever apparently, that's just come to my attention.

Does that thoughtful noise sound like Kasumi's thoughtful noise?:D :))

[atlas_shrugged]

[ Philosopher Brig: On! ] I don't really think I've truly heard it as it is, sir. [ A thoughtful pause ] I've tried my best though, I'd like to think.

It's all I've ever done for the better part of my life; tried to find my place in it, and understand it while I go along. [ He'd like to think the song is getting clearer too. He's had a lot of help from a lot of people. ]

Come to think of it, it probably does. XD

[icarusalsoflew]

That amounts to more effort than many of the other beings who live on this Earth. You ought to be proud of yourself.

[Brother Wolf did tell Him that He has to learn how to give credit where credit's due...]

Ahmagahd! Must toggle that somehow if ever he does it again.:))

[atlas_shrugged]

Uhmm, thank you, sir. [ He smiles at Brother Death. He appreciates the compliment. It's reassuring. ] I still haven't lost hope that people will slowly learn to appreciate things too. One day maybe it really will be a freer, more understanding world.

lmfao okay!

[icarusalsoflew]

Mm.

[He is quiet for a moment, choosing to turn his gaze towards the city.]

I believe that it is enough to have just a few who know how to believe in themselves, or in the rest of your species. They are the ones who tend to become the movers, even if they do not mean to be.

[atlas_shrugged]

Humans, sir? Or Prometheans?

[ Brig, truthfully, likes to believe that he is both. That they are not mutually exclusive ]

Or did you mean all of us Mortals in general?

[ Because an Abstract seeing them all as inherently the same has crossed his mind ]

[icarusalsoflew]

Mortals in general. Finite beings.

[Taking another drag.]

The greatest strength the lot of you possess is potential, but it is easy to waste that.

[atlas_shrugged]

Finite beings. Brig isn't actually averse to the word. He's always felt that people, in general, fought harder because they instinctively knew they only had so long to live. They were all, as literature would say, shooting stars ]

What are the worst ways you've seen life wasted, Brother?

[ He is genuinely curious. This is a font of knowledge and wisdom sitting a ways from him. A timeless being with perspectives people possibly couldn't even imagine. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

I do not know whether it is possible to have a parameter for such a thing. There are only too many examples.

[Brother Wolf would be the better judge. He actually has Words on the matter, and Feelings. Death is different. (Or so he likes to believe.]

[atlas_shrugged]

One off the top of your head then? Not necessarily the worst, but maybe one that you think would be enlightening to me, or even the Hounds in general? [ He feels like a child, asking his father to tell him a story. But one which he would eagerly take from someone he knows knows more. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[Silence again, as he considers that.]

There are many who are frozen by uncertainty. Humans who have faced great adversity have the tendency to stop trying, for fear of being unable to handle whatever comes next.

[Drag, exhale.]

It is trying, though, that allows your species to learn and grow. To stop trying is similar to simply deciding to let me take you.

[bostova]

[ Eyeroll. ]

Shut up.

[ She will now grumpily sit down at the edge of the bed.

Which, okay, fine, it's a nice mattress. And the bed frame isn't at all garish. Or so horribly not her style. ]

[bostova]

[ She doesn't bother replying anymore. She just pockets her phone and moves upstairs to the roofdeck. She sees the rose, but doesn't think anything of it, so she sits nearby. Next to Brigade, but not too near. ]

I will take the rum, if you do not mind.

[atlas_shrugged]

[ Brig pulls out the flask from his coat pocket. It's still full. He puts it into her hand ]

Of course not. I offered, didn't I? [ He smiles as he picks up the blue rose from his side, and holds it out to her as well ]

[bostova]

[ It makes her miss Hikaru, because at least he would... could probably already tell. He'd either tease her about it or not push, but this is... Death.

(sob) ]

It's... embarrassing.

fucken brigade

[bostova]

[ She'd already opened the flask so she could take a swig when the rose is offered. She looks at it, surprised and confused. She blinks up at Brigade.

It isn't even the 18th anymore. ]

What is that for?

yay! \o7

[atlas_shrugged]

It's for you. [ He looks at her seriously, but with apology in his eyes ]

From me: For me not noticing there was something wrong sooner. And from the Promethean community: For whatever one of our kind did to you and the Makhai. I've met enough Prometheans through the Golden Dawn to know that they would be among the first to make amends for a wrong done by one of our kind.

TANGINA PLS

[bostova]

[ She... she seriously doesn't know what to say. There are no words to express how she's feeling right now. She doesn't even know what she's feeling. Relief? Anger? Embarrassment?

She's quiet when she takes the flower (it would be rude not to); she's quiet for a moment longer, when she puts the flask down and just... stares at the blue rose.

It's not the 18th anymore. ]

... You didn't have to.

I'm sorry not sorry.:((( :)))) Brig made me do it!!!!:((( :)))

[atlas_shrugged]

I wanted to.

[ He tries to see the look on her face, but with her head down staring at the rose, her hair's covered her expression ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[Hum.]

Why?

[Does not compute.]

[larue]

[ Tossing a grin your way, and reminding you again: ] My tablet's just across the way in my room. We can look at bed designs and then ask Stan to change the look of things.

[ Shopping is also still a thing. ]

[ktotheatothez]

No, actually... Not really. People's patterns change at an upheaval. For example... The idea of two men or two women marrying was an unwanted, foreign concept until fifty years ago.

[He pauses to put out the cig he'd burned put and light up another, because this was something he really went and took note of.]

The 2010's had an upsurgence of support in that direction, even as Nyx threatened to destroy the world. Afterwards, people's views changed, and so did the way they treat people like me and like Brother Wolf.

To condense that to a nuclear family, a married couple's habits will change upon the arrival of children, the death of a loved one, and the like.

Life is always a work in progress. People make mistakes, and sometimes they learn from it. Other times, they do not. Take me, for example.

[icarusalsoflew]

[It's that last part that catches his attention.]

So you are an example of learning from your mistakes, or of not learning until it is too late?

[Blunt abstract concept is blunt.]

[larue]

Yeah, fat lot of good that did you.

[ Chuckling as he's saying that now. Yeah, he knows that feel, man.

Falling quiet now, and rubbing his thumb idly along his wrist. ]

I need to get better -- I want to get better. [ You were in his head while he was watching Todd through the Boneyard. You probably felt it, the way this one noted how efficient Jason worked to disable them all, underneath all that concern for Yulia. ]