Let's all hold hands and sing Kumbaya

[notzubats]

Who: Everybody! It's a planet mingle!
Broadcast: If You want!
Action: On the Holding Hands plant!
When: From June 23 until whenever we need a new mingle.

[At long last, the fleet has arrived to a new planet. This means it's time for a mingle guys! Get in! ]

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[precedented]

[ He tilts his head, a bird-like alien movement. ]

Do you?

[paraclete]

[Kaworu's own head is still tilted, resting, and his smile refuses to budge. His fingers are curled against his legs. He stares for a moment, a still image of friendliness, before finally lifting his head. His chin sets atop his knees and he once more watches the lava flow.]

I would rather change than not.

[He's drastically different now than he was at the start of his life. His first lifetimes contain memories of nothing but stupidity. He was stupid and he ruined everything repeatedly. In the present day, he still tries as hard as he can to be loved, but at least now he presents himself with composure. "Death of the self" is deeply important to Kaworu — if he could, he'd kill those past selves with his own hands. As it is, he just represses them.]

[precedented]

You work with extremes.

[ Leto rubs his worm-skin absently. He hasn't seen such a mess of time in very long. A repetitive cycle trying to lead to absolution. A terrifying end. Leto has ever sought to end the cycle and any kind of prophetic vision. ]

You're willing to change, but you want everything to change.

[paraclete]

[Kaworu guides his face back to look at Leto once more, feeling strange. Nothing Leto's said is wrong, but that's what's so questionable; Kaworu doesn't know how this person would be aware of that. He's cautious, but his poker face is still impeccable when he says,] An absence of change is just an abyss. I prefer livelihood.

[It wasn't always that way. He was smothered by apathy for such a long time.]

[precedented]

[ Leto is familiar with that, to some degree. He is old in nature and his memories reach back to the golden age of humanity, when pyramids were new. ]

Yes. But do you know what that is or are you simply mimicking what you see?

[paraclete]

[This is rapidly becoming an extremely uncomfortable conversation for Kaworu — he doesn't really get the irony, the frequent taste of hypocrisy, since it's not uncommon for him to cause these feelings in other people. Not quite as easy to be confronted with them himself, huh.]

I like to think I am capable of learning.

[precedented]

We all have that capability. Even you. But you want to be swept away by the change. You do not wish to be instrumental in changing yourself.

[ His words carry his characteristic bluntness, but there's no anger or scorn in them. Just a simple firmness to it, like bedrock. ]

Someone isn't going to come and change you, Kaworu.