housewolf | Two Completely Differet Conversations

Of course I'm not perfect.

[He dwells.]

But I wanted to see it. Aah, that was more than I could have possibly asked for... Omi... even your imperfection is beautiful, how passionate it was.
[He is going to try and take both of Omi's hands in his.]

[He is not expecting it- so Fukuda can very easily take his hands.]

Um...

[How on earth is he supposed to respond to that? Fukuda, your taste???]

[Fukuda is just vibing. Or well, he is, until it happens again, but this time, it's a strange tower, surrounded on all sides by a wall of cascading water. People are running around, terrified.

He is not supposed to remember that he is Tamotsu Fukuda. He's supposed to forget. He knows this, so he keeps it to himself. Once again, he looks down at Kaeru's body, and the fabricated memory flows into his head. This is Kaeru. And he is the Brilliant Detective Anaido, whose job it is to solve Kaeru's murder.

But he can't focus on that, because Anaido does not have a hole in his head. He keeps looking around. 1 2 3 4 5 6- There are a lot of people on this roof, diameter maybe 100, 110 meters, and they keep moving around. 7 8 9 10, no he counted that person already- 10 11- He tries to look back down at Kaeru's body but there are still people left to count. Last time, miss Togo said he was alive for 12.6 seconds. The time before that was 11.5 seconds. The walls, those are made of bricks, he will have to count those too. 22 maybe 23 centimeters square. 12 13 14- Last time, the shooter was acting on 12 second intervals. It's been-

Anaido is shot in the head, and for that split second when all brain function ceases, his heart stops, Fukuda's heart stops, but then he wakes up in the cockpit, and his heart judders back to life, the ache just slightly a bit worse than before.]

Edited 2021-02-23 02:48 (UTC)

[It's a lot to deal with, all at once. From the memory of his vengeance for Nachi to whatever is going on here.

Fukuda? But it's not Fukuda, it's somebody else who Omi doesn't know. This person is having some kind of problem. It's not like he can't focus, it's that he's focusing on the wrong things, and Omi can kind of understand that. Even if it's not quite to this extent and then-

And then he's shot?

But Fukuda isn't dead and Omi's just confused.

He'll just. Deal with one part of this at a time?]

Who's Anaido?

[Fukuda closes his eyes, though his grip on Omi's hands tightens. He's hoping that just new contact pulls out a memory? So as long as he holds on nothing else would happen. He didn't think it would happen twice. He didn't think it was going to turn back on him!!!!]

Mm.... Me? But not really me. Inside an ID Well, I'm Brilliant Detective Anaido.
[Omi might dimly remember him muttering something about wells and cockpits and kaeru the first week, in the clone room.]

[No new memories jump out right now.]

What's an ID Well?

[He has a vague memory of this, but he also didn't ask then.]

[He will just hold Omi's hands forever then it's fine.]

It's a sort of simulation that's used to solve murders.

[He'll just allow it. There's no matching memory with a similar kind of brutality.]

I didn't know there were things like that.

Are you doing alright?

[Because that other him sure didn't seem like he was.]