driftfleet | mk.09 (text)

Who: Kaworu Nagisa, anyone else
Broadcast: text
Action: For now he's a busybody aboard the Vanquish, unless you'd like to discuss anything else.
When: 6/6, midmorning

They sell candles in packs of 8, 10, 12, 24, 48... and some packages even larger than that. Well, a certain type of candle, the kind that goes into the cake. Initially I needed exactly 16 candles, so the package of 24 would have been reasonable, right? But I thought it might be nice just to use all 24 after all.

Then I thought that a package of 48 might be just as nice as a package of 24. If not even nicer. It seemed worth trying.

Anyway, I have some sets of candles, now, the type specific to the cake, but if each candle represents a year of life, I wondered why I should stop at 16, 24, 48, etc. I have some bigger candles in my sleeping quarters, as well, so that's a few more I can add, but the higher the number of them I have, the less it seems like enough. It would be good to have a table full of them. A room full of them. It would be good to have candles like the sweep of stars.

I'm sure I can repay you, if you'd like to lend me any of your own. I promise I won't melt them all the way.

Threaded | Flat

[STRANGER DANGER, STRANGER DANGER!!!! He's just gonna stick to voice. But if he vanishes in the next 24 hours, you guys look for him with the candle-nut first, okay? Okay/]

...That seems very excessive.

[He can't answer without him face contorting into a 'what is wrong with you' kind of expression. And he doesn't want to do that.]

What exactly are you trying to do?

[In this episode of "can Kaworu Nagisa keep a secret or surprise to save his life"...]

Do you want me to bring a fire extinguisher?

[Ah...]

It would take a while to blow out all those candles.

[Shinji forgot about the significance of today.

Or then again, maybe it's more like he didn't want to remember it. He read Kaworu's odd message about candles and sweeps of them, and he was struck all at once with all the things he's tried really hard not to think about. His birthday. The manner of his birth. Who knew the truth about him, and who didn't know, and who might've suspected but still didn't let him in on it. Misato-san. Ritsuko-san. His father. Mother. It's just too much to think about, so he stopped thinking about it at all.

But his friends want to celebrate his birthday, of course they do, and he still dumbfounded by that simple fact.] But you didn't have to, [he says, hesitating a little, standing among the rows of flowers in the Iskaulit's gardens. They're blooming cheerfully. His face is already red, much like the petals, and he can't stop fidgeting with his beat-up work gloves.] I mean, I just wasn't expecting... anything... [He looks from Kaworu to Asuka, back to Kaworu, then down to the flowers he nurtured from a handful of seeds. It took almost six months for these to mature. It's an amazing thing, he thinks, to be responsible for new life.]

Kaworu-kun, you didn't really bring enough candles for a whole room, did you?

Edited 2017-06-06 23:12 (UTC)

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Kaworu → Asuka → Shinji