a_gentle_boy | Twenty-Ninth PSI

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Twenty-Ninth PSI

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[The days of January have passed relatively uneventfully for Lucas. He's had a lot to think about, and a lot to consider. For now, though, each time passes much like the rest, and he will take happiness in whatever peace he can get. His routine is fairly straightforward.

1: Every morning, early morning, Lucas gets on his tea table and delivers his paper. He's still getting used to the hang of it, though. Maybe he'll accidentally smash it into your door, at which point, he'll hurriedly get off to check to see if he damaged anything. Most of the time, he hasn't.
2: After school, he practices piano alone in the music room. By this point, he can be eavesdropped upon without anyone wanting to forbid him from ever touching an instrument again. The songs he plays are strangely melancholy.
3: In his free time, he sits in the park or in his house and practices his sketching. Most of the time, he's drawing his friends, so perhaps you'll run across him drawing you.]

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[A phone call is broadcast to everyone later that night.]

Hello? A-Ah. This is Lucas.

I've been thinking a lot lately, and there's something that's been on my mind. I guess I want to ask . . . How long has this town been here? How long have people come in and out? Does anyone really know? But what's more important is . . . does anyone really remember everyone who's been here?

When people get droned, we think they've gone home, right? It's the hope we have, and a lot of the times it's true, but can we really be sure that it's everyone? Sergei -- the Russian man. He, um. Didn't he say that they were in a lot of pain? That some people who were droned . . . that they were still inside. If that's so, then . . . then we can't just forget about them, right? Even if one person is still here as a drone, we can't forget about them. And either way, it's terrible to forget the people you've become friends with at all. To forget about the people who've come to Mayfield and who've gone.

............. I know I've already started to.

Does anyone think we should maybe start keeping track? Just . . . something so that the people who come here won't ever be forgotten. Maybe even signatures. So if you do start to forget, then you can look back and see everyone's name and remember. Small things like . . . Miss Margot, and how she was always caring for her sister. Fuuko and how much she loved starfish. Mr. Zero, and how fun his gym classes were.

It might be a bad idea. Or too much work. But . . . Well. I guess if you don't want to talk about that, maybe we can just share stories of people who've been here and how important they were to us. I'd love to hear that kind of thing.

[Please specify 1, 2, 3, or voice. Although the actions are really just default Lucas interactions if your character has no interest in this topic.]

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...I went home once. I don't know how long I was gone, but I came back around Thanksgiving time.

That is a lovely sentiment, and I'm sure some kind of record would be appreciated.

Edited 2011-01-28 22:25 (UTC)

[He really, really doesn't want to talk to you, Lucas. Especially since he remembers some of your conversation with little him. So that'll explain why his voice is actually cooler then usual. But this is the first he's heard of them still being in there when they're perma-droned. Not like he cares about the people who've been droned.

Alright. Maybe he does care about some of them. Just a little.]

Really?

He's sure they don't just get sent back home? Or are dead?

[Hey look it's Lucas and he's doing something. Time to investigate!]

What's that?

The longest time I've heard was about two years... Almost a year for me, personally... Lots of people came and went in that time.

[And he feels like absolute shit for only being able to remember about three or four.]

Edited 2011-01-28 22:38 (UTC)

That's why I started taking photos of everyone I can. I want to have a record of all the people here that I can. Not just for myself, for everyone. This way, the people who know each other from their homes here... if one of them is sent back, I'll still have a photo of them being themselves. I-If that makes any sense.

.....That sounds like a real sweet idea kid.

[Elizabeth walks into the room but stops to listen to the music.]

I've been thinking about this a lot myself, since I got here. I wish I had something more to tell you.

I don't think your signatures are a bad idea at all, though. Or too much work. I think it's a great idea, in fact. We should always try to remember the people we care about.

[A stern, deep voice replies over the phone line, somewhat hesitant.] Perhaps a guestbook for signing...

Or a yearbook, with photographs.

[Her voice over the phone sounds just a bit weary.]

It's a little depressing, but I know what you mean. I don't want to think that my old friends are stuck in the bodies of drones, but…

You've got a good idea. Anyone who gets stuck here and has to put up with this crap deserves to be remembered.

(Be sure to capture that handsome "mustache".)

School assignment?

Cool idea! I haven't been here very long, but you can have my signature. ♪

*the door soon opens after the table crashes into it, and there's Nanashi in her Mayfield pajamas*

... good morning...

[Looking over shoulder.]

What are you drawing Lucas?

"Na kid, that sounds like a good idea.

Might be better for you guys to do it, I'm not the best with memory.

Though I remember Dr. Crane..."

[Hey, is that a drawing of Kay? She's totally leaning over his shoulder to have a look.]

"You got my good side!"

[Miku hears that crash just as she's about to make leek juice.]

Who's there?!

[ Japan is in in the park, somewhere nearby, when he briefly glances over at Lucas- oh gosh is someone drawing him? Really?! Wow, wouldn't want to get in the way, then! So he suddenly stops moving completley and stands extremely still. ]

... He said who were in a lot of pain?

[ Vincent's been sitting on a bench, arm draped along the back, legs crossed and watching the slowly descending sun with a pensive expression. Truthfully, he noticed the boy some time ago, but he's posed for many a portrait — he won't move until the boy does. He'd hate to interrupt. ]

... Jessica said, we were gonna start a band together. Actually, I wasn't gonna be in it, but I was gonna be the president of their fan club! We talked about having auditions, what we were gonna do, what kind of memories we were gonna make.

_{[ giggles ]} But she's gone now, so... _{[ She grows quiet. ]}

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