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[EVENT] ▫ แล้วสอนว่าอย่าไว้ใจมนุษย์ มันแสนสุดลึกล้ำเหลือกำหนด... ▫
Who: Seta Souji [
eatsyourscience] and Arisato Minato [
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Where: Second Floor [The Asylum]
When: Saturday, March 22, 2014
Rating: PG-13 to R for violence and other questionable medical treatments
Summary: Souji and Minato find themselves in the asylum, then find themselves falling into certain patient/doctor roles.
The Story:
This time was a first for Minato as he was experiencing just how complicated Wonderland could be. All of a sudden, the whole world had changed, shards of different universes smashed all together, and yet neatly separated into sections or compartments. It was more than what Minato had originally thought Wonderland was capable of, though he shouldn't have underestimated it in the first place.
The playground was fun. In the beginning Minato had been apprehensive, thrown back to a place in time that part of him didn't want to remember, but after being in the company of the friends he made here, he slowly began to open up and realize that it wasn't so bad. He wasn't alone, and he didn't have to be. Even the Carnival that played tricks on him, showing him fleeting visions of people he hadn't seen in a while and hadn't quite wanted to see, wasn't something he couldn't handle either. The dreams and traversing through them was also more fun too, especially as a little boy who never got to see anything so fantastical or do something even so simple like playing with a best friend.
By now, he had his share of exploring outside. Now it was time to see the other transformed parts of the Mansion. Souji had accompanied him as they made their way through the building, as it was always better to travel as a team instead of by one's self. It was safer.
They discovered at the second floor had changed to what looked like a hospital of sorts. It was quiet, perhaps too quiet. The further they went, the more Minato had the suspicion that this wasn't an ordinary hospital.
He indicated down the hallway. "How much farther do you think this goes?"
If it were anything like the hallways of the Mansion itself, it might've gone on for what seemed like forever.
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Where: Second Floor [The Asylum]
When: Saturday, March 22, 2014
Rating: PG-13 to R for violence and other questionable medical treatments
Summary: Souji and Minato find themselves in the asylum, then find themselves falling into certain patient/doctor roles.
The Story:
This time was a first for Minato as he was experiencing just how complicated Wonderland could be. All of a sudden, the whole world had changed, shards of different universes smashed all together, and yet neatly separated into sections or compartments. It was more than what Minato had originally thought Wonderland was capable of, though he shouldn't have underestimated it in the first place.
The playground was fun. In the beginning Minato had been apprehensive, thrown back to a place in time that part of him didn't want to remember, but after being in the company of the friends he made here, he slowly began to open up and realize that it wasn't so bad. He wasn't alone, and he didn't have to be. Even the Carnival that played tricks on him, showing him fleeting visions of people he hadn't seen in a while and hadn't quite wanted to see, wasn't something he couldn't handle either. The dreams and traversing through them was also more fun too, especially as a little boy who never got to see anything so fantastical or do something even so simple like playing with a best friend.
By now, he had his share of exploring outside. Now it was time to see the other transformed parts of the Mansion. Souji had accompanied him as they made their way through the building, as it was always better to travel as a team instead of by one's self. It was safer.
They discovered at the second floor had changed to what looked like a hospital of sorts. It was quiet, perhaps too quiet. The further they went, the more Minato had the suspicion that this wasn't an ordinary hospital.
He indicated down the hallway. "How much farther do you think this goes?"
If it were anything like the hallways of the Mansion itself, it might've gone on for what seemed like forever.
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Souji couldn't dictate where the conversation would go either.
And therefore, Minato pulled the switch down once more, letting the shock last longer than the first before he let up.
"Answer my questions."
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The skin around the scalpels was starting the blister and peel away. If nothing else, the heated metal had cauterized the lacerations on his fingers from when his hands had clenched against his will.
When he was finally able to form thoughts, he nodded. Words took longer, and his hazy memory of the last hour or so didn't help him focus. He was starting to feel like maybe he was crazy, or at least that he was going crazy now.
In the face of his confusion, it was Pyro Jack who suggested that he lie, and though the others were divided on the issue, Souji went with it.
"They're not...not real."
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"Was it really that hard to admit?"
Really, did Minato have to resort to lengths like this to have Souji admit something that was so obvious and simple? Some people liked to have their lives complicated even more, and it was only compounded with stubbornness and delusions. Again with the delusions.
Minato was glad that he could do something about those. All in the name of scientific progress. Maybe he did have to resort to this. It was the only way so far to cure Souji. Like purification.
He made a mental note that things were better. Perhaps not entirely well yet, but better.
"One last question: When will you be free for next session?"
Patients always needed the appropriate recheck and follow up appointment, after all.
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"...Whenever you'd like." As long as he said the things that would placate Minato, he could get out of this.
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"Tomorrow first thing in the morning."
And in one smooth movement, Minato yanked the scalpels straight out of Souji's hands, watching as red burst out of them.
"Don't make me come and find you."
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"...I understand."
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Minato didn't free Souji yet, not until he summoned Messiah to cast Salvation. He was still so very much unaware of his own abilities versus what he said about Souji's. Only then was Souji free to leave his seat.
"Don't be late."
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"...I promise."
He moved toward the door quickly, before Minato could change his mind.
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Minato was cleaning up the room after the mess Souji had made with his blood and vomit. Such was the life of a physician.
"You didn't thank me for today."
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He didn't want to leave Minato behind when he didn't know how long it would take him to leave, though. So he finally turned back toward Minato and gave a small bow.
"Thank you, sensei." He wanted to punch himself in the face. "Will you...walk with me?"
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He let Souji's question roll around in his head for a second before nodding. He could afford and should walk with Souji. He'd be able to monitor his condition.
"I suppose so. Shall we?"
Minato took off the labcoat and hung it back up where the other labcoats were before going to meet up with Souji at the door.
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Purposefully, he started down the hallway with Minato, heading back toward the parts of the Mansion that still look right.
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They wandered farther away from the asylum now. Minato started to change his pace, going back to something more casual and normal. He had his hands back in his pockets, but felt like things were hazy, and he wasn't quite sure why.
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Souji glanced at Minato several times as they made their way back into the Mansion, arriving quickly at the stairs.
"Minato?"
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Souji. Souji was right here with him. But hadn't he been with him before? He thought that he was. They went down this hallway, he remembered, and ended up...
Minato froze where he was, eyes wide and staring at the floor in front of them, but felt like it dropped out right underneath himself.
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"...It's over now."
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He shook his head. It wasn't over. It wasn't over inside of Minato. It couldn't be over inside of Souji either.
"It's not. You remember." So did Minato. "You'll remember that it was me."
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"You healed me. I'm fine." He would be fine. He needed some rest, some time alone in a dim room by himself.
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Minato knew what Souji had meant by "fine." He used that line often himself to deflect anything he might've felt, to turn the attention away from what was really festering inside him.
"... Please don't lie to me." Not after all of that.
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"...I don't blame you."
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"Then what do you do instead?"
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"But when you think back about it, you see me."
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"...I have a lot more good memories of you than bad ones."
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And Minato hadn't even known half or even a sliver of those good memories Souji had either of him. To Minato, this incident had overshadowed or erased anything good he had done now.
He swallowed, almost like he had forgotten how.
"I'll do my best so that all you have are good ones from now on."
But that wasn't exactly a promise he could make. And Minato knew all about breaking promises and contracts. And yet some desperate part inside himself defied all that he had learned on his journey and spoke, the part that was desperate and yet simultaneously idealistic and determined.
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