[when Ruka starts to draw, Lucina scoots her seat over so she's more at her side of the table to peer and watch, all while tearing a piece of her donut and popping it into her mouth, chewing behind her hand.
thank goodness she thought to explain with pictures; Lucina's a dreadful book-study, hence why all the pages upon pages Kaneki may have written still haven't sunken in when read alone.
her brow knits as she puts this information away in her mind.]
Then... [but why male models] Whose imPorts...were they? Or is that still a mystery?
[ Ruka shakes her head, trading her pen for her fork. ]
I couldn't tell you. It wasn't anything I was ever interested in. None of them had names I recognized, so it didn't seem likely any of them would come back.
[she makes a thoughtful, drawn-out sound, ending in a sigh as her chin comes to rest in her hand.]
And with the Outrealm gate positioned on my very own world...these sorts of things, these chances of passing realm to realm...it's far more likely than anyone would've thought. [tired jock-in-class sigh.]
Maybe that's just the natural order of some things. Whatever the case, it's clear it's high over my head.
It's complicated stuff. Even those genius-types that have had years to study this don't have a lot of answers, and those are the guys from worlds where skipping across dimensions is ordinary.
[ She means Stark. Seriously, fuck that guy in particular. ]
But that place... you're right, it was... very chaotic, most of the time. Things were rarely as steady there as they are here. It wasn't an easily acclimation.
[her mouth twitches a half-second smirk regarding the genius folks.]
If that's the case, then I'll certainly count this as much more of a blessing than I already do. More chaotic than this? I don't know how anyone could keep up...
... When we first arrived in that world, we were all concentrated in one city — a major city, with a civilian population in the millions. We all were assigned to live in one apartment building. There was no police force.
They'd... had one. But every one of them "mysteriously disappeared"—[ yes, she does the finger quotes ]—shortly before we arrived.
And none of us had any idea what was going on, and nobody was told what their powers were or how they'd changed, so... we were clueless, and in danger, all the time.
Gods. [she shakes her head, too, still baffled by the whole concept.] How could anyone keep up with such madness? People really are incredible. [not so much the lack of police; she's sure she'd have found a way to rally aid! or...rally to someone rallying aid.
it's the powers thing. if she hadn't known she could fly, and then suddenly went careening into the sky randomly...]
To tell the truth, we mostly didn't. It wasn't an easy place to live, even for the ones with more... ah, "heroic experience." All the information you're handed in this world, when you arrive, that's all stuff we had to figure out on our own.
Like... that we would resurrect, if we died. That if we disappeared, then maybe we were sent home. That people who had disappeared could come back. That they could return without their memories — and, sometimes, with them.
[ her head cants, and her fork digs a little at her tiramisu. ]
I don't mean to make the hardships of this world sound like they don't matter, but... it is kinder, I think. This place is kinder.
No, you...from where you stand, you make sense to say so. [she's still a bit woman-with-math over here, but it's starting to ebb. she's at least relieved that the level of madness Ruka experienced before is less of late.
while Ruka picks at her treat, Lucina glances out the window.]
How many more worlds out there could have such crazy things happen...If it's happened once or twice before, then why not thrice? Or more. [she rests her chin in her hand.]
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thank goodness she thought to explain with pictures; Lucina's a dreadful book-study, hence why all the pages upon pages Kaneki may have written still haven't sunken in when read alone.
her brow knits as she puts this information away in her mind.]
Then... [but why male models] Whose imPorts...were they? Or is that still a mystery?
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I couldn't tell you. It wasn't anything I was ever interested in. None of them had names I recognized, so it didn't seem likely any of them would come back.
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And with the Outrealm gate positioned on my very own world...these sorts of things, these chances of passing realm to realm...it's far more likely than anyone would've thought. [tired jock-in-class sigh.]
Maybe that's just the natural order of some things. Whatever the case, it's clear it's high over my head.
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[ She means Stark. Seriously, fuck that guy in particular. ]
But that place... you're right, it was... very chaotic, most of the time. Things were rarely as steady there as they are here. It wasn't an easily acclimation.
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If that's the case, then I'll certainly count this as much more of a blessing than I already do. More chaotic than this? I don't know how anyone could keep up...
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At all.
[ she is still so tired. ]
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stare some more. swallow.]
A...a city of a larger scope than this? But-- [blink. grimace.] How? Wouldn't the citizens rally to...to reform one?
[woman with math dot jpeg]
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They'd... had one. But every one of them "mysteriously disappeared"—[ yes, she does the finger quotes ]—shortly before we arrived.
And none of us had any idea what was going on, and nobody was told what their powers were or how they'd changed, so... we were clueless, and in danger, all the time.
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it's the powers thing. if she hadn't known she could fly, and then suddenly went careening into the sky randomly...]
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Like... that we would resurrect, if we died. That if we disappeared, then maybe we were sent home. That people who had disappeared could come back. That they could return without their memories — and, sometimes, with them.
[ her head cants, and her fork digs a little at her tiramisu. ]
I don't mean to make the hardships of this world sound like they don't matter, but... it is kinder, I think. This place is kinder.
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while Ruka picks at her treat, Lucina glances out the window.]
How many more worlds out there could have such crazy things happen...If it's happened once or twice before, then why not thrice? Or more. [she rests her chin in her hand.]
Somewhere, this is commonplace for all...
[somewhere called the DCU]