[I'm picturing them both showing up at AInami's door with a list of much better rooms to move into and pleading expressions at this rate. If you ask Shin, Komaeda's endorsement is in and of itself a bad omen when it comes to these things...]
That was the bandage around her neck, wasn't it?
[All her limbs intact was maybe a little too specific there Alice... He's looking at her saying she found her gun and wondering when she lost it. Maybe... teaching her how to use it better wasn't the mistake he thought it might be at the time, if he's already failed that presumption to take more responsibility such that she wouldn't need it, even if it wasn't put in such stark terms. A still-bitter part of him thinks about what might have happened if she hadn't tossed it aside on the rooftop. They've reconciled recently in a sense but that wound's left a scar.]
For someone who talks about working together so much, she sure takes it all on herself...
[It's something that's consistently rankled at him for one reason or another, and here almost killed her.
The trailing off absence where a name should be... He's been thinking about it ever since begging Rantaro to call him anything but... the question is who he wants to be, because that's what a name is, in the end. After a pause he spares Alice.]
Ahaha, if you're really fumbling for something... What about 'Touma'? Not much of a leap...
[One extra kanji in front. Just adding something, or denoting something... rather than a complete stripping out of identity as done before. And, with responsibility currently on his mind... that would fit, wouldn't it? Taking it on so as to become it... it worked before.]
[ That bandage... Alice makes a sound to confirm Shin's observations, conveying something of his own displeasure over these matters at the same time. Sara Chidouin conceded that she should have listened to him, but it wasn't a satisfying victory at all, and the conversation now leads him to think back to words exchanged on a rainy afternoon weeks ago — that day, the girl confided in him, confessing things that burdened her heart. Her doubts, her resentment... Yet she continues to shoulder the leader's role, doesn't she?
Shin Tsukimi, meanwhile, strikes Alice as considerably less resentful here. Straightening up once all four pillowcase corners sit fitted over the pillow — narrowly avoiding hitting his head on the underside of the top bunk's edge — he regards the other man curiously.
Then, abruptly, his expression turns mildly affronted. Before anything else to discuss, there's one matter in particular to clear up! ]
I never said that I was fumbling, you know! It's merely strange to refer to you as the Lord of Beanies, and so on... And Nagito Komaeda may use a cute and cool nickname such as "Shiki-kun" naturally, but I obviously can't. I don't wish to force a name on you, either — that defeats the purpose!
[ With that voiced, Alice goes quiet in sudden astonishment; "Touma" registers, and so does the difference between an alias that contains the truth — every stripe shaping Shin Tsukimi's own name — and discarding the truth for a lie. Instead of erasing a person, the kanji placed before that name could be something like a shield. ]
"Touma"... I see!
[ Alice isn't silent for long. The new name chosen by Shin Tsukimi himself is significant, he imagines — much like everything borrowed from Sou Hiyori undoubtedly was. ]
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Date: 2022-05-31 04:06 am (UTC)That was the bandage around her neck, wasn't it?
[All her limbs intact was maybe a little too specific there Alice... He's looking at her saying she found her gun and wondering when she lost it. Maybe... teaching her how to use it better wasn't the mistake he thought it might be at the time, if he's already failed that presumption to take more responsibility such that she wouldn't need it, even if it wasn't put in such stark terms. A still-bitter part of him thinks about what might have happened if she hadn't tossed it aside on the rooftop. They've reconciled recently in a sense but that wound's left a scar.]
For someone who talks about working together so much, she sure takes it all on herself...
[It's something that's consistently rankled at him for one reason or another, and here almost killed her.
The trailing off absence where a name should be... He's been thinking about it ever since begging Rantaro to call him anything but... the question is who he wants to be, because that's what a name is, in the end. After a pause he spares Alice.]
Ahaha, if you're really fumbling for something... What about 'Touma'? Not much of a leap...
[One extra kanji in front. Just adding something, or denoting something... rather than a complete stripping out of identity as done before. And, with responsibility currently on his mind... that would fit, wouldn't it? Taking it on so as to become it... it worked before.]
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Date: 2022-06-11 08:02 am (UTC)Shin Tsukimi, meanwhile, strikes Alice as considerably less resentful here. Straightening up once all four pillowcase corners sit fitted over the pillow — narrowly avoiding hitting his head on the underside of the top bunk's edge — he regards the other man curiously.
Then, abruptly, his expression turns mildly affronted. Before anything else to discuss, there's one matter in particular to clear up! ]
I never said that I was fumbling, you know! It's merely strange to refer to you as the Lord of Beanies, and so on... And Nagito Komaeda may use a cute and cool nickname such as "Shiki-kun" naturally, but I obviously can't. I don't wish to force a name on you, either — that defeats the purpose!
[ With that voiced, Alice goes quiet in sudden astonishment; "Touma" registers, and so does the difference between an alias that contains the truth — every stripe shaping Shin Tsukimi's own name — and discarding the truth for a lie. Instead of erasing a person, the kanji placed before that name could be something like a shield. ]
"Touma"... I see!
[ Alice isn't silent for long. The new name chosen by Shin Tsukimi himself is significant, he imagines — much like everything borrowed from Sou Hiyori undoubtedly was. ]
Very well. Touma Tsukimi... I won't forget it.