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Postby Bagheera » Sat May 31, 2014 6:33 pm

Oooh, plot. Also added a date to the epilogue in the second update posted above. A future chapter will add some context to that, and the epilogue is a coda to both that chapter and the one where it made its actual appearance. That will make sense later.

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September 9, 2018
Shinji sat down at his computer and checked his e-mail. He had a message from Touji indicating his friend was psyched about starting up school the following day, and another from Misato with a link to a strange video on a media site involving an anime character making strange noises. It was a shot sequence, looped for over an hour. He frowned in annoyance and deleted it.
His cell phone rang. When he answered his guardian greeted him. "Hiya Shinji," she said, her voice somewhat subdued.
"Why do you keep sending me junk e-mail?" he asked.
"Whaaat?" she complained. "I'll have you know that's some of the finest entertainment on the internet!"
"You have strange taste," he observed.
"Says the kid who plays Bach, eh?" He could hear the smirk in her voice.
"That's . . . that's different!" he protested.
"Heh." Her tone shifted. "Listen Shinji, I've got some bad news."
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"I just heard from Asuka's therapist, Dr. Kotetsu," she said. "He says she started a fight at the facility and checked herself out."
"A fight?" Shinji asked. "Why would she do that?"
"I'm not sure," she replied. "I don't have all the details, and Dr. Kotetsu is being pretty tight-lipped about it. But what's important is the fact that we don't know where she is, and that it sounds like she's very upset."
"Is she alright?" His voice had gone up an octave.
"I don't know, Shinji," she replied. "But if you see her I want you to let me know right away, okay?"
"Sure," he said.
"And be careful," she went on. "She hasn't exactly been communicative lately, so I have no idea what's going through her head right now. You haven't heard from her, have you?"
"Of course not," he spat bitterly. "I write her every week, and can count her replies on one hand."
"I know," she said, sympathetic. "Just remember, Asuka's not exactly shy. If she didn't want to hear from you she'd tell you to quit bothering her."
"That's what you always say," he muttered.
"Because it's true!" The cheer in her voice almost sounded genuine. "But anyway," she went on, "I gotta get to work on finding her. Let me know if you hear anything."
"I will." Shinji hung up, then got ready to face the day.

Asuka knocked on his door about a half hour after Misato's call. Shinji answered, and found her dressed in proffessional attire: a blouse, skirt, and jacket. She had circles under her eyes and seemed somewhat harried, but nonetheless gave him a weak smile when she saw him. "Hey, stupid Shinji," she said. "Mind if I come in?"
Shinji just stared, eyes wide. "Uh, s-sure, Asuka. Please come in."
"Thanks," she said.
Shinji pulled out his phone. "I need to call Misato," he said. "She's looking for you." He started to dial, but she lay her hand over his to stop him.
"Don't," she asked. "This is our business, not hers."
Shinji looked at her, confused. Her tone was very strange. "O-okay, I guess."
She smiled at him. "Let's sit down somewhere."
"S-sure." Shinji led them to his living room, where they sat near the wall.
"What's this about, Asuka? Misato said something about a fight. And why did you leave the hospital? Wasn't it your idea to go there?"
Her face darkened, but she closed her eyes and calmed herself. "That doesn't matter. Don't worry about it."
He nodded. "Well then . . . what did you want to talk about?"
She leaned against the wall, thinking. "There were a lot of things you did before Third Impact that pissed me off. And some of them were really, really bad. You know what I'm talking about." She gave him a pointed stare, and he squirmed. "I hated you for what you did to me then, and I never forgave you for it. And I don't think I ever will."
She was silent for a bit, and her brow furrowed, as though she was trying to remember what came next.
"But after Third Impact, when we were alone, things changed." She rubbed the scar on her wrist absently. "You were paying attention then, and you were trying to help me, and you didn't give up. Even if it was just because of guilt or whatever, you still helped me out. And that was a good thing. Do you get that? It's important that you understand that."
He nodded. "Okay, I guess."
She leaned forward, her expression severe. "No, not 'I guess'. Do you get it or not?"
He held his hands up defensively. "I get it. It . . . it was a good thing."
She backed off. "That's right. And I'm grateful for that." She sounded very tired.
"Okay." Shinji shifted uncomfortably.
"Also, Nagisa was right. You're a good person, and you deserve to live a happy life. What happened after, with Third Impact -- that was Nerv. It was all about them and their shitty goals, all of it. None of it was your fault. I really, really want you to understand that."
Shinji was reeling now. "Asuka, this is . . . this isn't like you. What's going on? Why are you saying all of this?"
"Don't worry about it. I just wanted to make sure you understood all of that." She stood up. "Look, I gotta get going." She headed for the door. Halfway there, she turned around. "Oh, one more thing: I don't hate you anymore. I just . . . I didn't understand you, and didn't know how to deal with you." She gave him another weak smile. "Maybe in another life, one without Nerv, we could have been friends. Imagine that, huh?"
"Asuka, I don't --" he began.
"It's fine, Shinji. Take care of yourself, okay?" She headed for the door.
Shinji followed after her, starting to panic. "Asuka," he said.
She turned, irritated. "What?"
He licked his lips, mind racing. What should he say? "I really wish we could have been friends. More than anything."
She stared at him. For a moment her lip quivered, before her composure broke completely. She closed her eyes, then opened them and sucked in a deep, centering breath. "Sorry, Shin," she said. Her voice was barely above a whisper. "It's not getting any better. Night after night after night, the same thing. I can't take it anymore. I just can't."
Shinji was frantic now. "We should talk to Misato. I'm sure she'll be able to help --"
She gave him a small smile, shook her head, then coughed. "Can I get a glass of orange juice?" she asked. "I'm really thirsty for some reason."
"Huh? Sure." He headed into the kitchen, desperately trying to think of something he could say to stop her. He was reaching for the orange juice when he realized his mistake. He headed back toward the front door . . .
. . . but of course she was long gone.

"Do we have any GPS information on her?" Misato asked.
"No ma'am," Hyuga replied. "She shut her phone off before she left and we found the secondary tracker in a garbage bin outside the train station."
"God damn it. That girl is far too clever for her own good." Misato sighed, rubbing her forehead wearily. "Alright, finding her is top priority. Get all available personnel involved in the search. She's a red-headed American in Japan, she can't be that hard to find."
"Yes ma'am."
Misato's phone rang. When she answered she heard a frantic voice on the other end. "Whoa, Shinji, slow down! I can't make out what you're saying!" She listended for a bit. "What? Why didn't you call me?" She frowned. "No, that's not your fault. She can be very persuasive like that." She sighed. "Don't worry, Shinji. We'll find her. Just sit tight and leave it to us, okay? Yes, I'm sure she's fine. We'll do our best, I promise." She nodded. "Okay, bye."
She hung up. "Shit."

She was trying to calm a frantic Shinji when she got the call. "Shinji, I promise we'll find her, alright? Calm down!"
"But she was acting really strange, Misato! She was telling me I was a good person, and that Third Impact wasn't my fault, and that she was grateful for what I did for her . . . she was being nice, Misato! It just isn't like her."
Misato smirked. "All of those things are true, you know."
He frowned at her. "That's not the point."
"I know, I know. Trust me, Shinji, I have all of my people working on it. We'll find her."
That's when her phone rang. She picked up, talked for a few seconds, hung up. She flashed Shinji a weak smile. "She turned on her phone, Shinji. We've got her."

Asuka's cell phone signal led Misato to a dumpy hotel in a bad part of town. It didn't take long to find the girl's room. She knocked on the door, once, twice, three times. No answer. She tried the handle and it opened. Asuka was there, naked, sitting with her back to the wall, her head resting on folded arms. Misato entered, clearing the room and the adjoining bathroom. There was a razor blade on the desk by the door, which she pocketed immediately, and she found the girl's clothes in the latter room, neatly folded.
She knelt by the naked girl before her. "Asuka?" she asked.
Asuka raised her head. Her eyes were dull and listless, full of pain and misery. She met Misato's gaze, but didn't say anything.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
Asuka shook her head slowly, then leaned back against the wall. She closed her eyes again.
Misato looked in the closet for a blanket and wrapped it around the girl. "I'm going to take you out of here, alright? We'll go to my place for now. We can sort everything out in the morning."
Asuka nodded and stood. As she did, Misato caught sight of bruises on the girl's breast and thigh, as well as one knee. She opened her mouth to ask about them, then thought better of it. Asuka headed into the bathroom to change. When she was finished Misato wrapped an arm around the girl's shoulders and walked her back to her car. They didn't speak on the ride back to the apartment complex.

When they knocked on his door Shinji opened it almost immediately. "Asuka!" he said, panic and relief evident in his voice. She didn't reply. He frowned, thinking. "Are you hungry? It's pretty late, but I can make some soup or something really quick if you like."
"That's a good idea, Shinji," Misato said. She turned to Asuka. "When did you last eat anything, anyway?"
Asuka thought for a moment, then said, "I don't remember. A couple of days ago, I think."
Shinji and Misato shared a look, then quickly ushered Asuka into the kitchen. Shinji began making some udon noodles and threw a mix of leftover chicken, rice, and onions into the microwave to heat. Misato and Asuka sat at the table, the latter laying her head on her arms.
"This will be ready in a few minutes, Asuka," Shinji said. "Then you can head over to Misato's place and --"
"I'm staying here tonight," the girl said, interrupting him.
Misato gave Shinji a look. "Um, Asuka, I'm not sure that's such a hot idea."
"I don't care," she said flatly.
"Well . . . " She looked at Shinji. "Is that alright with you?"
He nodded. "Sure."
"Don't worry," Asuka spat. "I won't break your precious Shinji or anything."
"That's not my concern, Asuka," Misato said, taken aback.
Asuka shrugged.
"Well, if that's the way you feel," Misato replied, her tone subdued. "I guess I'll head home, then. Take good care of her, Shinji."
"I will," the boy said.
Misato cast one more look at the girl in front of her, then took her leave.
Once she'd left Shinji said "That wasn't very nice, Asuka."
Asuka shrugged wearily. "I don't care."
"You should care. She was really worried about you."
She sat up, rubbing her face with her hands. "Yeah, right. She only cares about the fact that I caused her a bunch of trouble."
He frowned. "That's really not true, Asuka."
"Whatever."
He didn't press the point, instead opting to finish making the meal in silence. He scooped the noodles onto a plate and added the chicken mix when it was finished heating, then placed the dish in front of Asuka. "Thanks for the food," she said. She took a bite, realized she was terribly hungry, and started eating ravenously. "This is good," she said.
He gave her a weak smile. "Thanks."
She didn't say anything more, opting instead to focus on the meal in front of her.

"Asuka, are you awake?" They were in Shinji's room, her in his futon and him on a tatami mat.
She nodded. "Yeah."
"Can I ask you something?"
She made an irritated noise. "I told you I didn't want to talk about it."
"Not that. Something else."
"What is it?" she asked. She sounded irritated.
"Why did you go to Kyoto?" She didn't respond. "Sorry, I guess I shouldn't have--"
"To get away from you," she said.
"Huh?" he asked, startled.
"I went to get away from you," she repeated.
"Oh," he said, hurt. "I see."
"No, you don't see. I didn't go because I hated you, I just . . . " she sighed.
"it's okay," he said, "you don't have to explain."
"Shut up for a minute. Look, after Third Impact . . . you reminded me of everything terrible that happened to me. None of it was your fault, but I still remembered it every time I looked at you. And I hated that. And then I started taking it out on you, becoming a completely irrational bitch about it, and I hated that too. I hated the person I was becoming, and I wanted it to stop. So I left."
"Did it help?" he asked.
She frowned. "It seemed to, at first. But I was all alone. The doctors didn't understand anything, and the patients were even worse. I couldn't relate to any of them. And that gave me time to think about it, and it just got worse and worse and worse."
"But then why come back?" he asked. "I mean, if I was the reason you left--"
"I wasn't gonna be here for long, Shinji," she said wryly.
"I know that," he said. "It's just that . . . I mean, I don't know what to do. I want to help you, but if I'm just going to upset you and cause problems --"
"You think too much," she said with a smirk.
He blinked. "What? I thought I was stupid."
"You are stupid," she said sagely. "You're stupid and you think too much."
"That doesn't make any sense," he protested.
She laughed. "See? What did I just say?"
He groaned, and she laughed again.
"Did you really mean it when you said you wanted to be my friend?" she asked.
He nodded. "Of course."
"That'd be nice. We should give that a try sometime." She yawned sleepily.
He nodded. "Sure."
"Maybe someday . . . " she said, and drifted off to sleep.


Next: Shinji and Touji, Asuka and Hikari, and playing the cello. Not sure which it will be; one, two, or all, who knows? Also: Asuka's career plans, and the aftermath of that night in the very first segment. But those are a ways off.
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People's deaths are to be mourned. The ability to save people should be celebrated. Life itself should be exalted. -- Volken Macmani, Tatakau Shisho: The Book of Bantorra
I hate myself. But maybe I can learn to love myself. Maybe it's okay for me to be here! That's right! I'm me, nothing more, nothing less! I'm me. I want to be me! I want to be here! And it's okay for me to be here! -- Shinji Ikari, Neon Genesis Evangelion
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Postby ChaddyManPrime » Sat May 31, 2014 6:40 pm

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Another wonderful chapter Good Sir :asuka_thumbsup:
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Postby AngelNo13Bardiel » Sun Jun 01, 2014 4:38 am

As usual, you know your drama well and the quality is very good. Like xander said, I like the out-of-order style you're going with: it gives it a puzzle-like vibe (which I'm okay with).
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Postby BiQ » Sun Jun 01, 2014 8:17 am

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YESSSSS!

Lately I've had to think about things in my life so much I only actually noticed this thread now. But now that did oh boy am I liking it and wanting more!

Okay, later I'll get more coherent things to say about the fic itself. For now I'll just leave this here:

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Postby Sgt. Griff » Sun Jun 01, 2014 6:37 pm

View Original PostBagheera wrote:Get hype, peeps. Bagheera's getting off his sorry ass and writing.


I'm getting excite.
I'm writing music or studying law. It's all very unclear at this point.

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Postby Guy Nacks » Sun Jun 01, 2014 9:23 pm

This is very good thus far. Bravo, sir.
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Postby Bagheera » Wed Jun 04, 2014 6:32 pm

Edit: Okay, less terrible now. Comments on writing style and such still appreciated, questions about content welcome.

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October 7, 2018
Asuka opened the door to Shinji's apartment, only to find Misato standing on the other side. "Thought you'd be here," the latter said with a smirk.
Asuka scowled. "What do you want?" she asked.
"Tut tut, Asuka. That's no way to speak to your guardian. Besides, I thought we were friends now?"
"Don't push it," the redhead replied. "And anyway, I wasn't trying to be hostile, just inquiring."
"Mmmm." Misato was unconvinced. "Well, anyway, let me buy you lunch. I want to talk to you about a few things."
Asuka shot her a wary look. "What sorts of things?"
Misato grinned, but it was a weak grin. "The sorts of things a parent speaks of with her child."
Asuka just stared at her.
Misato slumped, giving in. "It's important, Asuka. Work with me? Please?"
Asuka sighed. "Fine, fine." She exited the apartment, closing the door. "I hope it's a good lunch," she mumbled.

To her credit, Misato did take her to a decent restaurant. Asuka ordered a swordfish steak out of principle; Misato winced at her charge's choice, then shrugged it off and ordered some sashimi for herself. They made small talk until the meal arrived -- was Asuka's apartment alright, was she eating properly, how was therapy, and so on. Once the main course arrived, Asuka started to dig in and she got to the heart of the matter.
"Okay, enough already," she grumped. "Why are we here?"
"Whaaaat?" Misato protested. "Can't I buy lunch for my favorite girl?"
"You're buying me swordfish, and we both know I'm not your favorite," Asuka growled. "Spill it already."
Misato laughed nervously, then gave in. "Alright," she said. Her expression darkened. "I want to know about what happened in Kyoto."
Asuka scowled. "Why?" she asked. "You wouldn't believe me anyway. Same as the cops and everyone else."
Misato's face was like stone. "Try me," she challenged. When that failed to generate the desired response, she added "I already have a good idea as to what happened."
Asuka ignored her. "You don't know anything," she mumbled.
Misato patiently picked at her food. "I saw the bruises on you when I met you at the hotel that night." Asuka looked up. "But I'd rather hear it from you than speculate."
Asuka glared at her. "Fine," she said. She closed her eyes, remembering that night. "He put his hands on me," she whispered, her voice shaking with rage. "He acted like he was doing me a goddamn favor by paying attention to me." She opened her eyes, her gaze fixed on some point past Misato's shoulder. "I couldn't believe it. He was supposed to be helping me, you know? You sent me there so he could help me, and he . . . " She shook herself, set her jaw, and continued on. "I told him to piss off, and he grabbed me. He tried to force me down. So I . . . " she trailed off.
"You fought back," Misato murmured.
Asuka shrugged.
"Good for you." The pride in her voice was unmistakeable.
Asuka looked at her, surprised. "You believe me?"
Misato nodded. "I do." She smirked. "Does that surprise you?"
Asuka just stared at her, incredulous.
In response, Misato slid a folder across the table, one of two in her possession.
Asuka just looked at it, puzzled, then back at Misato.
"Go on, open it."
Asuka did as she was bade. The file included many things: an examination of Dr. Kotetsu's injuries (fractured orbital, broken mandible, damaged trachea, ruptured spleen, three broken ribs, testicular rupture), a criminal complaint from the Kyoto police department, an arrest warrant (quashed), and interviews with 23 of Kotetsu's former patients (conducted not by the police, Asuka noted, but rather by agents of Herz). The names of the victims were of course redacted, but the name on the arrest warrant was not.
"They were going to arrest me." Asuka was not terribly surprised.
Misato nodded. "Yes."
"Why didn't they?" the girl asked.
"I forbade it." Misato replied, shrugging.
Asuka just stared at her guardian, confused. "You interfered? But why?"
"Why wouldn't I?" Misato asked.
Asuka frowned in confusion.
Misato gave her a sad smile. "You think I'm your enemy, but that's not the case. I hope one day you'll understand that." She adopted a more neutral demeanor and continued her explanation. "When I first heard about your 'assault' on the good doctor, I was skeptical; it's not inconceivable that you'd lash out at someone if sufficiently provoked, but an attack like that still seemed out of character. When I saw you in that dingy hotel room last month everything fell into place." She took a bite of her sashimi, and then continued. "So," she went on, "I had my people in Kyoto start snooping around, talking to hospital staff, that sort of thing. As it turns out, much of said staff was also skeptical; it seems they've had their suspicions about Dr. Kotetsu's activities for some time, but had no proof on which to act. They put me in touch with some of his former patients, and this is the result."
"I see," Asuka said, her voice subdued. "So, what happens now?"
"That," Misato said, taking another bite of her food, "is something you don't need to worry about."
"What does that mean?" Asuka asked.
Misato grinned. "It means it's time to move on to other things!" She grabbed the other folder in her possession. "For example, let's talk about your plans for the future!"
Asuka eyed the folder warily and took a bite of her swordfish. "I'm having enough trouble dealing with the present."
"You can't play house with Shinji forever, you know."
The girl flushed. "It's not like that!" she protested.
Misato laughed lightly. "Fine, fine." She pushed the folder toward Asuka. "Just tell me what you think of this."
"What is it?"
"Hmmm," Misato intoned. She nibbled on her Sashimi and said "You tell me."
Asuka gave her a put upon look and opened the folder. She scanned the first page, then said, "It looks like Professor Fuyutsuki's primary data on the amplification of a human AT Field, using the evangelion as a medium."
Misato stared at her blandly. "Yes, that is what the title says. But do you understand it?"
Asuka huffed and focused on the page. After digesting its contents she said, "a little. This is the Lorenz equation, and it looks like the professor is using it to estimate the maximum strength of the evangelion's AT Field." Her eyes widened in surprise. "Wow. We never came close to this."
Misato stared at the girl with a mixture of pride and wonder. "No," she murmured, "you didn't. Only the Seeds of Life and Yui Ikari came anywhere close to that figure. I had to talk to three people to figure that out, and here you did it in less than a minute."
Asuka shrugged, embarrassed. "It's not that hard."
"Maybe not for you," Misato replied, taking another bite of her fish. "Look at what else is in there."
Asuka put the article aside and looked at the form beneath it. She glanced up at Misato, head cocked in confusion. "This is . . . "
"An application to Tokyo University's graduate program in Applied Metaphysical Biology, yes," her guardian finished.
"You're insane," Asuka scoffed. "I'd never get in."
"Why not?" Misato asked. "You have a college degree, right?"
"It was a specialty program, not a full university course." Asuka waved her hand for emphasis. "I was twelve years old, it's impossible to complete a full curriculum by that age."
"True," Misato agreed, "but the requisite knowledge is still there. You just proved it."
Asuka shook her head. "Misato, how can you be so naive? I'm 16, and I'm a foreigner. This would be a stretch even in Germany, and here they probably wouldn't even recognize my credentials."
"Let me worry about that," her guardian replied. "Just tell me if you're interested."
"It's ridiculous--" the girl began.
"Asuka. Yes or no."
Asuka huffed in exasperation. "I have no idea. Maybe? I don't even know if I'm stable enough to do it."
"I'm not asking about the practicalities involved," Misato noted. "Do you want to do it, or not?"
"I just said I don't know, alright?" Asuka stabbed her chopsticks into her rice, flustered. "Who's running the program, anyway?"
"His name is Professor Kuroha," Misato said. "As I understand it, he was one of Professor Fuyutsuki's students back in the day. He's very familiar with Yui Ikari's work, as well as that of your mother."
Asuka stopped, looked up. "Huh," she said. She thought for a while, then asked, "did he know her?"
"I'm not sure," Misato replied. "But I talked with him for a bit when we met, to discuss your situation. He's a good man, Asuka. And, in my opinion, he'd make a fine advisor."
Asuka stabbed her rice a bit more. After a time she said, "Alright, fine. If you can get me in . . . whatever."
"So enthusiastic!" Misato chided.
Asuka made a face, but said nothing.
"Alright then, I'll get the wheels rolling." She grinned. "And now for the important stuff! How are things with little Shinji?"
Asuka groaned. "You're disgusting," she said.
Her guardian laughed, and the meal continued.


Wait, 21 pages so far. This might wind up actually being a novella once all is said and done. Also, Touji and Hikari are very sad, but I think the cello's next.
Last edited by Bagheera on Sun Aug 03, 2014 1:34 pm, edited 8 times in total.
For my post-3I fic, go here.
The law doesn't protect people. People protect the law. -- Akane Tsunemori, Psycho-Pass
People's deaths are to be mourned. The ability to save people should be celebrated. Life itself should be exalted. -- Volken Macmani, Tatakau Shisho: The Book of Bantorra
I hate myself. But maybe I can learn to love myself. Maybe it's okay for me to be here! That's right! I'm me, nothing more, nothing less! I'm me. I want to be me! I want to be here! And it's okay for me to be here! -- Shinji Ikari, Neon Genesis Evangelion
Yes, I know. You thought it would be something about Asuka. You're such idiots.

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Postby Ray » Wed Jun 04, 2014 11:47 pm

Not the Cello!
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Postby y3k » Thu Jun 05, 2014 1:18 am

I am absolutely adoring these Asuka/Misato scenes. The Misato/Shinji mother/son dynamic gets a lot of play, as does Asuka/Shinji (obviously), but Misato/Asuka mother/daughter tends to really get overshadowed in fanfiction (probably because the show makes a point not to do much with it), despite it being a veritable goldmine of character interaction.

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Postby AngelNo13Bardiel » Thu Jun 05, 2014 3:18 am

Really? This made you cringe? It was another nicely-handled scene between the two women.

As always, looking forward to whatever's next.
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Postby Bagheera » Thu Jun 05, 2014 8:33 pm

I said "playing the cello", didn't I? Whoops.

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March 12, 2016
Asuka awoke with a shout, clawing at her face as she fought to escape the dream's crushing grip. She was in the main living area of their apartment, with Shinji's futon right beside hers. She wrapped her arms around herself and doubled over, trying to calm herself.
Shinji watched her, weary and sympathetic. When she'd calmed a bit he asked, "That was the really bad one, wasn't it?"
"Yeah."
Shinji chewed his lip in indecision, then sat up. He slowly reached for her, then lay a hand on her back. He started to rub slowly.
"Don't grab me," she said.
"Sorry." He started to pull his hand away.
"No, it's fine," she said. "What you're doing is fine. Just don't grab me."
"O-okay."
Asuka scowled. "I used to want to be held more than anything, but now the very thought of it sickens me." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "God, I hate this."
"Me too," he said.
"What was yours about?" she asked.
"Misato's blood, and Lilith's eyes," he replied.
"One of your worst ones, huh?"
"Yeah."
Asuka tolerated his touch for a few more minutes, then squirmed a little to shake him off. He pulled his hand back. "What time is it?" she asked.
"It's after nine," he replied. "Would you like some breakfast?"
"I'm not hungry," she said.
Shinji gave her a worried look. "That's what you said yesterday, and you said it again when I asked about dinner. You need to eat, Asuka."
She scowled at him. "I'll eat when I'm hungry."
"That's not enough!" he exclaimed. "You need to keep up your strength--"
"Stop bugging me about it!" she snapped. "It's none of your business, so fuck off."
"It is my business!" he insisted. "What happens if you get sick from malnutrition or something? I don't know how to handle something like that!"
"Stop being such a worrywart," she scoffed. "Nothing like that's gonna happen."
He didn't reply for a bit, but eventually said "I don't want to be alone, Asuka. Please, try to eat something."
Asuka growled in annoyance. "Fine, I'll eat something. Now go away and stop bothering me."
He sighed. "Okay, fine. We need some supplies anyway, so I'll go look around or something."
"Whatever," she mumbled. "Good."
"Are you sure you're alright?" he asked.
She waved a hand in a shooing motion, dismissing him.
He let out a frustrated breath and stood, then grabbed his pack and headed out of the apartment. As he got to the door, she said "Shinji?"
"What is it?" he asked.
"Don't be gone too long, okay?" He recognized the fragile tone in her voice.
"I won't," he said, reassuringly. "I'll be back by early afternoon."
She nodded.
He opened the door and left.

As promised, Shinji returned in the early afternoon. Asuka turned to greet him, then stopped in her tracks when she saw what he was carrying. It was a cello, case and all. "Where the hell did you get that?" she asked.
"I found it in a wrecked music shop near the edge of town. It's in pretty good shape!" he said, proudly running a hand over his prize.
Asuka arched an eyebrow. "So you're saying you stole it, then."
Shinji blinked in confusion. "W-what?"
She smirked. "It doesn't belong to you, and you took it. What else would you call it?"
Shinji took a step back, shaking his head. "W-wait, it wasn't like that! There was no one there, and everything was wrecked --"
"--and the owner can come back at any time, and when he does he'll be down one cello because you took it. That's theft," she said with a shrug.
"I see," he said, crestfallen.
"Why'd you do it, anyway? You never seemed all that passionate about playing the thing."
"I thought you might like it if I played something," he mumbled.
She scoffed. "Oh yeah, right. Like some light music's gonna make everything better, eh?"
He grimaced. "Fine, I'll take it back." He turned toward the door.
"I didn't say you had to do that," she said, her tone dripping with condescencion.
He stopped. He paused a moment, then turned and glared at her. "Why do you have to be so mean all the time? I was trying to do something nice for you!"
Asuka stepped back, panic setting in. "Look, I was just saying--"
"I know what you were saying!" he shouted. "I already said I'm taking it back!"
"You don't--" she began.
"What am I supposed to do, Asuka? Nothing I try works, and you just keep getting mad, and --"
"Stop it!" she cried. "Please, stop."
He stopped.
She took a deep breath. "I shouldn't have said that, okay?" she said. "I wasn't trying to make you feel bad, I really wasn't. I just . . . I didn't think it through."
"Whatever," he said, sulking. He turned toward the door again.
She tried again. "Shinji, wait."
He stopped, but didn't turn around. "What is it?"
She licked her lips, choosing her words carefully. "Those things need care, right? I mean, it's bad if you just leave them sitting around, isn't it?"
"Yeah."
"Well, we don't know when the owner's coming back. So what if you kept it here and left a note or something telling him where to find it? That way you'd be helping him out and you're just borrowing it."
He shrugged. "What's the point? I don't feel like playing anymore, and you don't want to hear it anyway."
"Shinji--"
"I'll be back later." He left without another word.
"Shit!" There were tears in her eyes when Asuka caught sight of herself in the mirror. "You stupid bitch," she spat. "Why do you keep doing that? What the hell is wrong with you?"

When Shinji got back Asuka was in the living room. Her eyes were red and she looked agitated.
"Are you still mad?" she asked.
He shook his head tiredly. "Not really. I just wanna get some sleep."
"I really wasn't trying to hurt you," she said, a pleading note in her voice.
"Okay," he said.
"And I'm glad you wanted to do something nice for me." Her voice was earnest.
He gave her a weak smile.
"I'm really trying not to be mean," she went on. "But everything's so fucked up . . . "
"Yeah." He lay down on his futon and closed his eyes.
"I don't know what to do either," she lamented.
"It's fine," he said. "Don't worry about it."
She fretted with her hands. "But it's not fine," she said quietly. "It's not fine at all."
He didn't respond, instead drifting off to sleep.
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Postby AngelNo13Bardiel » Fri Jun 06, 2014 3:03 am

Oooh...drama. :argue:

Dunno what else to say, it was quite a good scene overall.
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Postby Bagheera » Sat Jun 07, 2014 11:05 am

Edit: Decided to kill this scene after all. Too much OOC bullshit.

Here's what's coming next:
3/16 - Cello, pt. 2
9/18 - Touji and Asuka call a truce
5/19 - Asuka and Hikari, the flip side of this piece
8/19 - Shinji confesses! It'll be fine. What could possibly go wrong?
5/20 - Saturday Night
7/20 - Okinawa

Apart from the last I'm open to doing them in any order, so if anyone has any requests I'm all ears. Also, if people have questions or if there are things you'd like to see addressed please let me know. I know people are reading this (the thread didn't get 935 views by itself! -o-; ), so please tell me what you think!
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Postby xanderkh » Sat Jun 07, 2014 2:53 pm

Oh, don't worry dude, you're doing an excellent job so far. Trust us, we're enjoying every minute of it. :)

^^^
I especially love this chapter so far, cause it actually shows that Shinji has grown a bit, in that he actually made the first move to try to reach Asuka instead of just waiting for something to happen, and that he actually was wanting to play Cello willingly instead of just playing out of necessity like before. But, like most things in life, the first step isn't always the easiest.

^
FREAKING OUCH Asuka! That seems a bit downright harsh making fun of Touji's former amputation. If anything, I think this interaction between the both of them is a perfect indication of how Asuka's behavior and attitude is virulent to those around her. Unless Touji and Asuka have found some common to make fun of their own pains as a way of coping, I can see how this little interaction is symbolic of how corrosive the relationship between her and Shinji is going to be if they don't get their shit together.

Asuka blatantly points out and makes fun of others wounds and pains as a means to cope, like how she does to Touji just now, which she does the same to Shinji. She points out their weaknesses, but she doesn't want to hear her own. She can dish it, but she can't take it. And Touji's reaction is synonymous with Shinji's position. He knows that she's hiding a great pain, and thus just endures it, like how Touji doesn't immediately fight back to stoop to her level.

However, this behavior between both of them, even AFTER 3I, is only going to be a recipe for more pain, so Shinji's gonna have to take a stand and point that out, and Asuka's gonna have to find another way to cope. :P

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Postby Bagheera » Sun Jun 08, 2014 3:19 pm

I'm thinking I'm going to rework/replace the last two scenes, and both for the same reason: they feel forced. For the first, Asuka's never shown much of a moral center; she's never really had that luxury. As such the whole piece comes off as contrived. I like the character interaction that resulted, but the setup, the actual plot, was ridiculous. So, I'll be replacing that with the original idea I had for the cello piece, which involved, shockingly enough, Shinji actually playing the cello.

As for the Touji piece, it bugged me for several reasons. To begin with Touji starts off by being an ass, which isn't likely post-Bardiel. But more importantly, he gives up arguing with Asuka once he recalls how much she's suffered, and then proceeds to go on a rant about her to Shinji. It doesn't make any sense -- he's just acknowledged why she and Shinji are together, and is then interrogating Shinji under the pretense of discovering something he already knows. It is, again, contrived. So, I'll be replacing that one with the Touji/Asuka scene I originally had in mind, and that I had listed in the upcoming scenes in my previous post.

Both of these have less drama than the originals, but more development, and I'm happier with them overall. I will hopefully get both posted within a day or two, and then move on to Shinji's confession. To be clear, these will replace the existing scenes; I'll update this post when that's occurred, but you'll need to go back and re-read those posts to see the changes. As always, comments are welcome.
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Postby Bagheera » Mon Jun 09, 2014 10:38 am

People seemed to like it when Paul laid out his assumptions in his thread, so I figured I might give that a shot while hashing out the Touji/Asuka scene in my head. I've avoided that up to now because I felt that was something that should be addressed in the story, but given that it's largely a character piece it would feel really forced to cover this stuff in exposition (and even moreso in conversation). So, FWIW, here's how I'm going about it.

Timeline: As you've no doubt already noticed there are three major time periods at work here: a few weeks post-3I, two and a half years post-3I, and four and a half years post-3I. I'm assuming people came back at a relatively steady rate, and that everyone who was going to come back did after six months or so (which is when Misato found the kids). I eventually plan to fill in some of the gaps, with the final parts of the story being some 7-10 years out.

Infrastructure: We don't see much to indicate this, but between Tokyo-3 and some of the tech we do see (Nerv's VTOLs, Misato's Renault, etc) I'm inclined to think that, post-2I, the world's economies shifted from a petroleum tech base to something else. I went this route not only because it was convenient, but also because it makes sense to me. You can't do Tokyo-3 using a petroleum tech base, it just doesn't work. They need something more advanced, and while Tokyo-3 would obviously get all the goodies I find the notion that none of it would "trickle down", as it were, incredulous. The upshot of this is that much, if not most, of the world's infrastructure would remain intact post-3I. It also means that starting things up again would be much easier than is traditionally assumed, in part because much of it would never have been shut down to begin with. Sustainable power FTW! :lol:

What happened in Instrumentality? Everyone knows I'm a Concurrency guy, so obviously EoTV and EoE both happened as shown. Essentially, what we saw in EoTV happened in the initial states of 3I, when the souls Rei had collected were being mashed together. It was a transient state of affairs -- people connected, had their own stages, got their "a ha!" moments, and then lost their individuality thereafter. But when the souls separated and they regained their identities they retained some of what they learned; Shinji saw what happened to Asuka from her perspective, learned about her mother, learned that she's really lonely, etc. while Asuka learned about the hospital scene, learned how broken Shinji really was after he killed Kaworu, learned that he's just like her, etc. Everyone learned these sorts of things about the people they're close to emotionally (for good or ill), but less so for other people. After people come back they retain some of these memories, but nothing for people they don't know. In short, Instrumentality fixed nothing, but did provide people with much needed perspective, and that's why everyone's being so goddamn nice all the time (this is part of the reason I'm redoing the Touji/Asuka scene; what's there doesn't really reflect that). They just understand one another in ways they didn't before, and that's important.

Who came back? It won't be just the kids, naturally. Apart from Misato and Touji, who have already appeared, we'll also be seeing some other familiar faces. Gendo, Fuyutsuki, and Ritsuko will not be among them, and Seele are right out.

What is up with all the goddamn nightmares? Victims of traumatic experiences often have nightmares and flashbacks and such, but Asuka's seem to be unusually strong for some reason. The why of it will be addressed when I do one of her early therapy sessions with Dr. Okada, but there'll also be some insights offered in the Touji/Asuka scene (since he can relate to her experiences in this regard even more than Shinji can).

That's what I have for the moment. I might do more later, depending on response; if people want to know more I'll write more, but if they don't I'll just focus on the stories. Either way is fine.
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Postby Stillborn » Mon Jun 09, 2014 10:56 am

I have a question.

Why Gendo won't return? Because the way he died and was excluded from Instrumentality or because he don't want to?
If its the first option its ok. But the second makes me think why would he stay in Instrumentality if he won't meet Yui there? He started it all for that reason, so if all that failed, wouldn't he be more of a "come back and bury my sorrows in heaps of work" kind of guy rather than drifting eternally without Yui?
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Postby pwhodges » Mon Jun 09, 2014 11:09 am

Thanks for this.

I'm interested in particular by your remarks on infrastructure, because that's often a sticking point for me in science fiction in general. As a physicist (among other things, but my degree was Engineering Science) I have always had to flip a switch in my brain to cope with rubber physics, and power sources usually need the strongest denial! I think, for instance of Asimov's nut-sized nuclear reactors on a bracelet. I find it hard to see the potential for power that goes beyond the capabilities of the universe (fusion, as in stars - we are on the edge of controlling it, but portable? unlimited? how even to transmit it without melting your wires - Oh, superconductivity; right.), though I realise that new and unimaginable technologies will continue appearing - one that has emerged in my own field of work is quantum computing, which shows signs of being a real game changer. Anyway, I've always pictured the world as wrecked after the end of EoE, and wondered just how the survivors would cope and rebuild any kind of civilisation. I guess it's simply necessary, to enable the story to work, for buildings, shops, whatever, to have remained around to be reoccupied.

Nightmares - I felt no need for a special explanation; traumatic life::nightmares - what do you expect?

Memories from instrumentality. It makes sense to have them (their lack in the manga ending is the cause of many people's dissatisfaction with that), and it makes sense for them to be limited to prevent brain meltdown. Your stance is eminently practical.
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Postby Bagheera » Mon Jun 09, 2014 12:12 pm

Paul: Re: infrastructure and power, I can relate. The most unbelieveable part of Eva for me is not the Evas or the angels but rather Tokyo-3 itself. That and the handling of 2I have me going "waaaaaait a minute" whenever I start to think about them in any amount of detail. A civilization capable of building something like that, and after the destruction wrought by 2I no less, should not look anything like the modern world. But it is what it is, so we gotta run with it.

Re: power, I've commented before on solar roadways, and they're so darn practical that I would assume anyone with the tech base to make it happen would, particularly in a post-petrol civilization. The major powers in Eva's setting clearly have the tech to do this, and judging by Misato's Renault the vehicles appear to be electric. From there it doesn't take much to get a self-sustaining power grid that's essentially always on. Now, did the world of Eva go this route? Well, no; there are still power lines and such, so this idea obviously wasn't implemented in the way we currently understand it. But even if it's solar farms or some such there has to be something, which means the only question is how it would fare after six months of neglect. I'm guessing better than our modern infrastructure would, but I realize mileage varies on that point.

Re: nightmares: I'm not going the angelic contamination route or anything like that, but what I'm getting at here is that Asuka's nightmares are particularly intense, and don't show any signs of abating. This is because her trauma affected her mind directly; in both the cases in question she was violated in a particularly violent way, in one case entirely within her own mind. Portraying that without getting melodramatic or implying something supernatural is going on is proving to be difficult.

Re: the cello scene: As I said, Asuka's not a particularly moral person. She's not amoral, but she's too focused on her own suffering to give such things much thought. That said, though, I really like the character interaction I got out of it, and it does a lot to explain how things got as bad as they did by the time Misato found them (and hence why Asuka went to Kyoto in the first place). I can also get a lot of mileage out of a part 2, and the rewrite I had in mind doesn't have as much punch. So now I'm leaning toward reworking the source of the argument and otherwise leaving it as is. Not quite sure how to do that, though; might just have to chew on it for awhile and see what comes up. Maybe have her present it as an observation rather than an accusation? I.e., "You realize that's theft, right?" rather than "you stole it, that's wrong."

Stillborn: Gendo, and Seele for that matter, won't come back because they're dissatisfied with the world and no longer feel they have any place in it. Their plans are crushed, their reasons for being are gone, there's nothing for them here. Ritsuko's much the same way: her friendship with Misato disintegrated, she realized her life is a joke, and she doesn't have it in her to start over. The people we've seen so far, and those who come back later, are those who have bonds to other people. Those bonds are what bring them back. They help define the characters and their boundaries, and make it easier to "imagine themselves in their hearts". Those interactions are what being human is all about.
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People's deaths are to be mourned. The ability to save people should be celebrated. Life itself should be exalted. -- Volken Macmani, Tatakau Shisho: The Book of Bantorra
I hate myself. But maybe I can learn to love myself. Maybe it's okay for me to be here! That's right! I'm me, nothing more, nothing less! I'm me. I want to be me! I want to be here! And it's okay for me to be here! -- Shinji Ikari, Neon Genesis Evangelion
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