strcysouls

       【 ♘ INTERROGATOR 】

     Were it not for the name and a gut feeling, Jono didn’t think he’d have recognized this soldier as Tetcho. His Tetcho was something of an open book with limited content. An easy read, if not a challenging one. This Tetcho, however… the emotions that surrounded him were considerably more complex. Albeit, not in a way that seemed an improvement.

    “Are you certain? I won’t deny that’d be helpful, however—–” He wasn’t supposed to interfere. Minimal contact. That was the rule. No interactions. No altering of another person’s timelines. Jono knew the protocol intimately, yet there he was, stepping to one side to make room for the soldier, wordlessly accepting the offer of guidance. If The Adventurer could gallivant across the universe, sticking his nose in everyone’s business, then surely Jono could permit himself one little indulgence for the sake of curiosity.

    “Ah, nevermind. I accept your offer, thank you. What I’m searching for are internal parts, so a scrapped torso would be ideal.”

❛     we  have  parts  down  here  ------  but  i’d  have  to  notify  others  if  you  wanted  to  get  to  them  ,  and  i  have  a  feeling  you  don’t  want  to  cause  much  of  a  fuss  .  follow  me  ,  there  are  staircases  leading  up  in  every  section  of  the  bunking  area  ,  just  in  case  of  an  ambush  .     ❜

you  walk  through  the  aisle  in  the  middle  of  the  cots  and  mattresses  ,  steps  light  so  you  don’t  accidentally  rouse  the  others  from  their  rest  .  you  know  from  experience  that  walking  too  loud  can  cause  a  panic  ,  so  it’s  better  safe  than  sorry  .

❛     pardon  my  curiosity  ,  but  what  could  you  be  doing  that  requires  cyberman  parts  ?  i  hope  you’re  not  planning  on  building  one  of  those  infernal  robots  .  the  fighting  is  bad  enough  when  contained  on  this  planet  ;  it’d  be  catastrophic  if  they  were  allowed  free  roam  of  the  universe  again  .     ❜

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“Bothered? No. Amused, and perhaps bemused. It’s an odd contrast, yet somehow very YOU.”

❛     is  this  your  way  of  saying  you  like  it  ,  sai  ?  you’re  always  being  contradictory  like  that  ,  so  i  figured  you  might  be  doing  the  same  thing  now  .     ❜

Jono is attempting the impossible task of taming Tetcho's hair. It might simply be an excuse to run brush and fingers through the chaotic locks, of course. "For such a singlemindedly decisive person, you have a peculiar style, Tetcho. Like you can't decide if you want long hair or short, and settled on both instead."

you  sit  still  and  let  him  do  as  he  pleases  ,  because  there’s  no  need  to  tell  him  to  stop  .  you  don’t  think  you  could  tell  him  to  stop  even  if  you  wanted  him  to  ,  but  that  is  a  problem  for  another  day  .

❛     i  don’t  care  much  about  what  my  hair  looks  like  ,  so  i  don’t  really  notice  how  it  grows  ..  if  you  want  me  to  get  it  cut  ,  i  wouldn’t  mind  .  i  don’t  pay  much  attention  to  it  anyway  ,  and  you  seem  a  little  bothered  by  it  .     ❜

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"You're all I've ever needed" @ Jono

      【 ♘ INTERROGATOR 】

     “That’s a lie, Tetcho. A sweet one, but a lie nonetheless, even if you may believe otherwise.” No one person could be all another ever needed. That was simple logic. And least of all someone like Jono. He understood that, whether or not Tetcho did.

     That didn’t mean the sincerity of the words were lost on him, of course. Tetcho was ever straightforward. When he spoke, it wasn’t to curry favor or wax poetic; he said such things because he believed such things. Words straight from the heart. Jono had no desire to downplay the sentiment.

     Reaching out, he caught Tetcho’s hand. “I’ve said as much before and I’ll say as much again: I do not understand why you put such faith in me. I am far from a flawless person, I was nothing short of cruel to you for so long. There are countless reasons this should not work. Nevertheless,” he drew the hand to him, first to receive a kiss, then to rest his forehead against it, “if you’ll let me, I want to prove I’m capable of deserving your devotion.”

【 pretty little confessions ♔ @tojudge 】

"Tetcho. Don't look now, but I think we're being followed." Jono, however, sounded amused, not concerned. A nod over his shoulder was meant to draw Tetcho's attention to their would-be stalker: a stray dog, keeping pace behind them, and sniffing the air eagerly. It likely wanted a bit of the food they were enjoying.

you  throw  a  glance  over  your  shoulder  ,  though  you’re  surprised  at  what  you  see  ——  you’d  expected  a  person  ,  but  you’re  not  complaining  .  you’ve  never  seen  a  dog  in  person  before  ,  even  if  you’ve  wanted  to  your  whole  life  .

you’ve  stopped  abruptly  in  your  tracks  ,  considering  the  chicken  you  have  in  your  hands  before  tearing  a  rather  large  piece  of  the  meat  off  and  crouching  down  to  hold  it  out  .  the  dog  gives  a  few  tentative  sniffs  before  it  bites  the  meat  out  of  your  hands  ,  and  you  can’t  help  but  smile  .  you  reach  out  to  give  it  a  tentative  scratch  behind  the  ear  before  standing  up  again  .

you  don’t  know  how  to  properly  express  how  happy  it  makes  you  that  you  really  just  pet  a  dog  .

❛     ..  i  like  dogs  .  i’ve  never  gotten  to  pet  a  dog  before  .     ❜

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Jono is usually alert first thing in the morning, but he's permitted himself a chance to sleep in, and the extra rest has left him drowsy. Drowsy and affectionate, apparently, since his first course of action is to seek out Tetcho. He makes himself perfectly cozy nuzzling up against the swordsman, arms around Tetcho's torso while he hums contentedly. Autumn mornings are annoyingly chilly and Tetcho is warm, so Jono finds this an ideal arrangement, thank you.

you’re  hardly  awake  either  ——  sleeping  in  has  become  easier  since  leaving  the  military  ,  and  it’s nicer  to  get a  full  8  hours  of  sleep  than  it  is  to  function  on  as  little  sleep  as  possible  .  but  even  if  you’re  barely  conscious  you  can  still  register  the  arms  around  you  ,  the  comforting  presence  of  saigiku  pressed  closely  to  you  .  your  arms  wrap  around  him  in  return  and  you  note  that  you  don’t  ever  want  to  get  up  .  all  you  offer  him  is  a  halfhearted  mumble  of  ,  ❛     i  love  you  .  you  woke  me  up  .     ❜

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inkblccded

    Ranpo is overjoyed by the ready acceptance, a glowing smile springing to his face as he gives the hand in his a squeeze. He laughs, leaning up to bump his forehead lightly against Tetcho’s- affection radiating from him like an energy.

“Halfway already, huh? To think, if I was still human, I wouldn’t have lasted even this long! I’ve officially lived over ten human lifetimes with you, Tetcho! Special, isn’t it?”

It really is special to him. Tetcho is special to him, but he hoped that much was obvious by now.

❛     special  ..     ❜  you  repeat  this  not  in  confusion  but  in  consideration  .  you  suppose  it  is  very  ,  very  special  to  have  spent  such  a  long  time  in  his  company  .  his  happiness  is  infectious  ,  though  what  you  feel  you  doubt  could  ever  be  as  intense  and  saturated  as  what  he  does  .

he  smiles  a  lot  .  you  like  his  smile  .

❛     it  is  .  you’re  good  company  ..  i  don’t  think  id  have  wanted  anyone  else  to  spend  such  a  long  time  with  me  .  we’re  officially  older  than  jono  ,  now  .  and  the  adventurer  .  i  think  both  of  them  are  only  in  their  mid - 900s  .     ❜ 

Tetcho was being given a nudge, and a poke, and even a tap on his forehead as Jono--both curious and exasperated--attempted to figure out what induced this Sleep Mode. "It would be infinitely useful if you'd simply wake up, you pest. A jumpstart is tempting but hazardous; I'd rather not fry what little humanity you have left, if it can be helped." And a reboot was entirely out of the question.

and  even  despite  the  call  of  the  one  person  the  robot  must  obey  he  does  not  stir  ,  because  he  cannot  hear  .  suehiro  tetcho  is  powered  down  ;  what  remains  is  only  his  shell  ,  his  being  stored  temporarily  in  his  brain’s  sleeping  computer  .

his  body  does  not  so  much  as  twitch  .

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strcysouls

     【 ♘ INTERROGATOR 】

“ Do I? Hm. I suppose that makes sense. I find playing rather relaxing. Music does work wonders to drown out my surroundings for a time, you know. Now then—– ” With a flourish, Jono reached out with the bow to tap the underside of Tetcho’s chin. “ Did you want me to continue? Or did you come snooping around because you had something to ask me? ”

❛     i’ve  heard  you  listening  before  .     ❜  an  offhand  remark  ,  you  grant  this  only  half  the  importance  as  his  question  .  your  answer  isn’t  very  thought  over  ,  however  ,  only  because  you  don’t  need  to  take  time  to  consider  .  you’ve  known  what  you’d  say  before  he  asked  .  ❛     ..  i’d  like  to  hear  more  .  it’s  nice  .     ❜

deviantsbliss

“..you okay?” She’d never seen him act like this before and immediatly removed her hand from his. “I will go get help.. you are no sounding good.”

Teruko wasn’t used to fear yet that’s all she felt as she stood. Who should she get– maybe Jono.. he would probably know what to do but she couldn’t just leave him like this.. right? She stood shifting her weight from one foot to the other before glancing down at her hand– it wasn’t her hand no. It was stone just as any part of her would be be if she looked at herself… why.

scared  .  you’re  afraid  .  afraid  afraid  afraid  something’s  wrong  there’s  something  wrong  and  you  don’t  know  what’s  wrong  .  what’s  wrong  ?  power  .  low  power  .  you’re  low  on  power  .  you  can’t  function  on  low  power  .  you  can’t  do  anything  .  sleep  sleep  sleep  you  need  to  sleep  you  need  to  power  down  ------  your  emergency  functions  take  over  and  your  power  is  directed  to  keeping  your  heart  beating  ,  to  keeping  you  breathing  ,  but  your  body  collapses  .  there  is  not  enough  power  to  be  conscious  .  you  are  in  sleep  mode  .

strcysouls

        【 ♘ INTERROGATOR 】

    Careful as Tetcho was being to remain quiet, his attentiveness was in its own way loud and clear to Jono. He found it far from disruptive, however. His partner’s steadfast focus upon him was encouraging, drawing a smile from him with the same certainty he drew notes from the violin. If Tetcho was enjoying the music, he saw no reason not to give him the song in full, prolonging the melody until fingers ached for a respite. Only then did he rest the instrument at his side and turn to give Tetcho his full attention.

     “It’s not often I get to play for any sort of audience.” He offered a joking bow, grinning. “I didn’t know you were a fan of the musical arts, Tetcho. At least, judging by your heartrate, you enjoyed that somewhat.”

❛      i  don’t  usually  listen  to  music  .     ❜  you  see  no  reason  to  lie  about  this  .  you  don’t  devote  much  of  your  time  to  music  ,  but  jono’s  music  has  something  that  other  music  does  not  .  you  want  to  hear  him  play  more  .  it’s  beautiful  ,  to  you  .  you  do  not  find  beauty  in  a  great  number  of  things  ,  but  you  find  it  in  the  way  that  he  plays  as  though  he’s  lost  in  a  fanciful  world  of  his  own  .  ❛     you  ..  play  very  well  .  i  liked  listening  to  you  .  i  liked  watching  you  ,  too  .  you  looked  happy  when  you  were  playing  .     ❜

deviantsbliss

“You sure? You seem to like him.. I could be wrong though. I’ve never liked someone– Captain Scott is nice though but in a.. what I think should be family way.” She was feeling better than ever, she couldn’t place why though. Maybe it was just nice to talk about these things?

❛     i  ..  i  have  a  duty  to  protect  him  ..  there  is  nothing  more  .  i  am  incapable  of  feelings  ..     ❜  voice  is  glitching  .  vision  fading  in  and  out  of  static  .  what’s  wrong  with  you  ?  you  should  tell  jono  ..  tell  jono  ...  what  ?  what  did  you  have  to  tell  jono  ?  you  don’t  know  .  you  can’t  process  .  you  can’t  think  .  what’s  happening  ?  ❛     i  ------     ❜

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HOLDS!! HIS!! HAND!!! (Any verse from Ranpo)

you  don’t  take  much  time  to  consider  or  analyze  this  gesture  .  you  haven’t  in  a  while  .  you  just  accept  it  as  it  is  and  intertwine  your  fingers  with  his  .  is  this  what  he  had  meant  ,  when  he’d  told  you  that  you  were  different  towards  him  in  the  future  ?  ❛     ..  we’re  almost  halfway  .     ❜

deviantsbliss

“From what I can tell it is to help feel close to people?” Not that she really knew, there had been nothing like this for her kind yet it was a nice feeling to just hold his hand– anyone’s hand really. “I bet you like holding…mm Jono! Jono’s hand…”

❛     i  am  incapable  of  liking  anything  .  the  way  i  am  programmed  does  not  allow  it  .     ❜  oddly  sluggish  ,  that’s  how  you  feel  ,  and  though  this  should  be  setting  off  blaring  signs  through  your  system  you  do  not  react  .  you  wonder  why  your  system  is  not  catching  these  errors  .

strcysouls

      【 ♘ INTERROGATOR 】

    A quiet night was excuse enough for a pastime he hasn’t indulged in for far too long. He wasn’t making much effort to be furtive about his activities either—–as though it were possible to conceal the sounds of a violin in the first place. The instrument’s voice was bright and clear, coaxed out with delicate touches from Jono. It wasn’t often he looked so at peace.

any  comment  would  shatter  the  atmosphere  into  pieces  so  you  sit  quiet  and  you  listen  .  you’ve  heard  the  violin  before  .  but  you  haven’t  heard  him  play  ,  and  the  music  he  makes  is  soft  ,  full  of  an  emotion  you  couldn’t  place  if  you  tried  .  you’re  enraptured  too  by  his  movement  ,  the  way  he  seems  to  flow  with  the  music  without  really  moving  much  at  all  .  it’s  not  as  though  you  hadn’t  been  before  ,  but  you  find  yourself  falling  deeper  in  love  with  jono  saigiku  with  every  new  thing  you  learn  about  him  .

you’d  like  to  hear  him  play  more  ,  but  you’re  not  one  for  making  requests  of  your  own  .

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Teruko vc: .. *holds hand* (probably TARDIS AU)

you  glance  down  ,  unable  to  correctly  process  this  .  ❛     everyone  has  been  holding  hands  ..  i  don’t  understand  it  .     ❜