[ Roxy wants to know everything. That's why she tracked down Souda and played twenty questions with him. Unfortunately, all that did was raise even more questions, and this situation is already frustrating enough. She's still mad at herself for being unable to do anything about people coming and going without rhyme or reason. She even blames herself for what happened to a tiny degree, because she was responsible for the security that failed. They're never really safe here, if this world can throw them around like that... and it's scary.
She squeezes his hand, rubbing her thumb across his knuckles. ]
What's "Enoshima" and "The Ultimate Despair"?
[ Someone's been snooping, she's been so worried about him and his friends here. ]
[Which one told her those names. Hinata knows he never mentioned them by name to her. He'd have to think more carefully as to whether or not he even mentioned Enoshima by name to Dirk.
Either way, he just exhales again, meeting her eyes without trouble as his expression settles into something closer to neutral.]
They're the same person. Enoshima was known as the Super High School Level Despair... she infected people with that despair. Used them to throw the world into chaos, sparked The Biggest, Most Awful, Most Tragic Event in Human History.
[The way he says that whole long name makes it all sound like a proper noun. Like it's meant to be said that way, and he's not just exaggerating for effect.]
[ Without clarifying who she got the information from because it's not important, Roxy listens quietly as he explains who Enoshima is and what she'd done. She pulls Hinata's hand into her lap and closes it between both of her own, holding it tight as she appeals to him in earnest, real worry written on her face. ]
[His hand goes slack in hers, and for a long moment, he just looks at her, analyzing every line on her face. Examines and takes apart every answer he could give her, the resulting paths that would branch from each possibility.]
...If I tell you, you'll be upset.
[It's exactly what he'd told Dirk, before explaining it to him. But he means it even more with Roxy, because while Dirk had seen inside his soul and had his own suspicions even before Hinata had returned with his memories intact, Roxy didn't.]
[ She shakes her head; no, that wasn't mentioned. She probably should have spent less time flirting and more time asking the important questions........... ]
Where I'm from, talent is everything. The "Super High School Levels" you hear my friends and I talk about...? That's not a joke, or an exaggeration. Souda really is the best mechanic of anyone his age. Probably better than most adults, too. It's the same with Tsumiki's talent as a nurse, or even Komaeda's Super High School Level Luck.
Talent is what Hope's Peak scouts for and studies. To be a student of Hope's Peak... it used to be said that graduating from there guaranteed success. Alumni who managed to graduate from that school would be set for life in their profession.
If you didn't have talent... you were considered worthless trash. Not just by the school. That was just... the prevailing attitude of the world.
[She might be able to see where he's going with this as he keeps his eyes on hers, calmly narrating a story as if it's something that had happened to someone else. Someone else entirely. Maybe the plot of a bad manga.]
The Kamukura Project was Hope's Peak Academy's attempt to create someone who possessed every talent. Someone who could truly be called the Super High School Level Hope. And to do that... they would need someone so plain, so ordinary, so worthless and uninteresting, and yet a person who was so enamored by the concepts and ideals of Hope's Peak that he would be willing to give up everything to be considered a member of society. To become a person he could be proud of, a person worthy to stand among those who had talent.
[ Roxy is beginning to think that "normal" is just a myth, because she's yet to meet anyone who fits the description, and she's been to a couple different universes. It's not difficult to put two and two together to know where he's going with all of this. Neon pink eyes glassy from emotion, searching his for something-- anything-- that might tell her this is all a joke. This is just too much. ]
You're right, this upsets me, because "worthless trash" and "uninteresting" ain't words I'd choose to describe you. [ She huffs, feeling insulted on his behalf, because she knows better. ] Not now and definitely not then. No offense, but your world sounds like bullshit. Talent doesn't determine self-worth, it doesn't determine whether or not people will like you, and it sure as shit doesn't determine whether or not you should be proud of yourself.
[ She turns his hand over in her lap and traces her fingers along the lines of his palm. ]
A world like that is too cruel... why would you want to go back to that?
[It still means a lot to hear, even as his lips quirk into a ghost of a rueful smile before firming into another line. He doesn't react to her tracing the lines of his palm other than a slight twitching of his fingers; it tickles a little, he can't help that.]
At the time, though... so much had happened. To me, to the other members of the Reserve Course, dismissed as garbage, as worthless. I truly believed that the Kamukura Project was the only way I could become someone worthy to stand beside Nanami, to actually do something meaningful.
But to turn an ordinary person into a talented person, you'd have to go to extremes. Naturally, [his lips quirk into another brief, more humorless smile,] they went to extremes.
[He locks eyes with her again. Surely she can guess that his description of being erased, of having parts of his brain removed, were because of that project.]
It's not long after that that Enoshima started the process that would lead to The Tragedy. She found Kamukura Izuru, a person Hope's Peak had stripped of personality, had carved away until the only thing left was talent... and showed him the unpredictability Despair could bring. A departure from the boring, predictable life of someone given every talent, every skill.
[ So he was toyed with and experimented on like a goddamn guinea pig. It makes her sick to her stomach. To use science that way was not only unethical, but just...
She pulls his hand to her chest, holding it over her heart. She knows that emptiness as well as she knows the fear of being erased. It's something she fights with every moment of the day, even when she's asleep. Especially when she's asleep. ]
After all of that bs, you want to go back?
[ After completely losing himself? She doesn't understand. She just wants all of her friends here where she can keep an eye on them, watch over and protect them. Why is that too much to ask? ]
Hinata...
[ "I want you to stay with me," her eyes say, and she squeezes his hand. She knows it's selfish, but she's only human. She's allowed to feel selfish every now and then. ]
[She may be putting his hand on her heart, but there's also a boob there. It's enough to startle Hinata out of the monotone he'd been threatening to dip into, the dispassionless tone that hints that the person who'd been bored of everything still lurks there, not very far beneath the surface.
His hand stays very, very still, and his eyes search her face again, brows knitting in a sympathetic pain as he shakes his head.]
Roxy, you misunderstand. It's not that I'm unhappy here, it's that... the things I did, the things all of us did under Enoshima's influence... we have to atone for that. The world is on the right path to recovery after the events of The Tragedy, but there's still so much more that has to be done.
[ Roxy's lips press into a thin line. She processes this, and relates it to her own life, her own world, and the job they all have to do back on their new Earth in their new universe. She totally gets it. But all of it has been put on hold while they're here, and their world and the people in it don't even know she's gone. ]
You know that "pocket" universes are... right? Mr. Super-High-School-Level-Good-At-Everything-Including-Quantum-Mechanics-Probably?
[He just waits without pulling his hand back, waiting for her to elaborate on what she wants to say, what comparison she wants to draw to what he's revealed to her.]
Then you probs know you don't gotta be in a hurry to get back there, right? It's as if time stops for our worlds while we're here. It's been proven over and over again, with my disappearance and now with yours.
[ She squeezes his hand again, holding it against her heart as it races, thumping hard against her chest. This is what he does to her. ]
So you can have a fulfilling life here for years... maybe even a lifetime... and when you go back, it'll be as if you never left.
[His own heart thuds in response, a kind of painful sympathy. He really isn't stupid, he knows how she feels about him. She'd all but admitted it before, a reason why he'd been so nervous of seeing her again.
But he just shakes his head, finally glancing away.]
We need to find a way to go back, Roxy. You're right, it may take years to find out how to do it. But that doesn't mean I can relax and hope someone else will solve the mystery of this planet.
Of course not. I'm not saying you should relax at all.
[ She lets go of his hand and turns towards the laptop. Her hands rest in her lap, and she looks contemplative a moment before letting out a deep, frustrated sigh. ]
Jeez, you're really stubborn. I guess I just have a different view from where I'm sittin', y'know? I mean... I'm immortal, and a lotta people are gonna come and go in my lifetime.
[ Her hands ball into fists. ]
I just wanna take advantage of every opportunity that I can... "forever" is a long time to live with regret.
[Of course. Godmode, like Dirk had said. And his heart aches again for her as he turns back to face her just as she turns back to her computer.
It does put a different perspective on it, though. And he exhales a sigh through his nose. Of course, she has all the time in the world, while he has maybe another seventy years, at best. Still an amount of time almost impossible to fathom for a boy who'd barely been himself for years, but still.]
I'm already living with all my regrets... I don't want you to be another one of them.
[ Roxy realizes a little too late that she's putting him in an awkward spot. She's not being fair. Besides, he likes someone else. ]
... No, it's okay. Shit, I'm sorry. I'm-- I've been told I come on a lil' too strong sometimes. [ Pause. ] Okay, so I come on strong a lot of the times. Point is, I know it's a problem... and I've been doin' a shit job of keepin' it in check, haven't I.
[ She turns to face him again, frowning deeply. God, she's the worst. She just can't keep it in her pants long enough to consider other peoples' feelings, so it's no wonder she's single. Nobody wants a girl who's so desperate. It's just pathetic. ]
I've been out of line and a piece of shit and I'm sorry.
[A lotta strong. It's honestly intimidating for poor Hinata? But when she turns to face him, he just leans in a little, trying to rest his forehead against her shoulder, if she'll let him.]
You're not a piece of shit. [No comment on the other stuff, though.] You're a really good friend of mine, Roxy, I'm sorry I can't just... be the kind of person who can do things that casually.
[He's not going to apologize for feeling the way he does about Hajime, either. That just seems wrong?]
[ Roxy's face turns red. When he lays his forehead on her shoulder, she wraps her arms around him and holds him tightly, securely, pressing her nose against his hair. She won't tell him she's actually falling in love with him. Like things need to be any more complicated. ]
Sooo we won't? I value your friendship more than anything, Hina. That's not what I-- [ Stop that train of thought right there, missy, we just went over this. ]
Why don't you ask that Hajime girl out? You like her, don't you? Even if it's not long term... maybe it could work out for you two. Who knows? Maybe we'll even find a way to stay together after we fix this planet so you and Hajime can be together forever!
[See, things like "together forever" are part of why Roxy comes on a bit too strong for him. He doesn't even know if Hajime is remotely interested in him other than the one time she'd kissed his hand. And, well, the fact that they were sleeping next to each other during the nightmares. That's important, too.
But still. When Hinata has so many responsibilities at home, so many things that he wouldn't want to involve someone in, someone he cares about... It gets complicated. Maybe needlessly so!
Just like this has gotten too complicated on its own.]
Maybe. She might not even be interested in me, you know? And I don't... really want to use my talents to find out.
[He relaxes against her shoulder, pretending like he really didn't know what she'd actually meant. She'd be able to find someone else on this base, someone like her who could commit so easily.]
[ Roxy sighs. He's even more stubborn than she remembers, but that's okay. She'll just have to work even harder to get him to crack. He's her friend and she wants him to feel as happy and fulfilled as possible. If she can't do that for him, then she'll find some other way! It's the perfect plan. ]
Then don't use your fuckin' "talents", dummy. Use your words.
[ She holds him, petting his hair affectionately... trying to get his ahoge to stay down and failing... wtf is his hair made of anyway?! ]
no subject
She squeezes his hand, rubbing her thumb across his knuckles. ]
What's "Enoshima" and "The Ultimate Despair"?
[ Someone's been snooping, she's been so worried about him and his friends here. ]
no subject
[Which one told her those names. Hinata knows he never mentioned them by name to her. He'd have to think more carefully as to whether or not he even mentioned Enoshima by name to Dirk.
Either way, he just exhales again, meeting her eyes without trouble as his expression settles into something closer to neutral.]
They're the same person. Enoshima was known as the Super High School Level Despair... she infected people with that despair. Used them to throw the world into chaos, sparked The Biggest, Most Awful, Most Tragic Event in Human History.
[The way he says that whole long name makes it all sound like a proper noun. Like it's meant to be said that way, and he's not just exaggerating for effect.]
no subject
And what was your role in all of it?
no subject
[His hand goes slack in hers, and for a long moment, he just looks at her, analyzing every line on her face. Examines and takes apart every answer he could give her, the resulting paths that would branch from each possibility.]
...If I tell you, you'll be upset.
[It's exactly what he'd told Dirk, before explaining it to him. But he means it even more with Roxy, because while Dirk had seen inside his soul and had his own suspicions even before Hinata had returned with his memories intact, Roxy didn't.]
You don't have to feel sorry for me, Roxy.
no subject
You said you'd be honest with me.
no subject
[He means it. She's not going to like what she hears, at all. But she won't drop it, either.]
Did he mention the Kamukura Project at all?
[Whichever boy she talked to.]
no subject
No. What about it?
no subject
Talent is what Hope's Peak scouts for and studies. To be a student of Hope's Peak... it used to be said that graduating from there guaranteed success. Alumni who managed to graduate from that school would be set for life in their profession.
If you didn't have talent... you were considered worthless trash. Not just by the school. That was just... the prevailing attitude of the world.
[She might be able to see where he's going with this as he keeps his eyes on hers, calmly narrating a story as if it's something that had happened to someone else. Someone else entirely. Maybe the plot of a bad manga.]
The Kamukura Project was Hope's Peak Academy's attempt to create someone who possessed every talent. Someone who could truly be called the Super High School Level Hope. And to do that... they would need someone so plain, so ordinary, so worthless and uninteresting, and yet a person who was so enamored by the concepts and ideals of Hope's Peak that he would be willing to give up everything to be considered a member of society. To become a person he could be proud of, a person worthy to stand among those who had talent.
no subject
You're right, this upsets me, because "worthless trash" and "uninteresting" ain't words I'd choose to describe you. [ She huffs, feeling insulted on his behalf, because she knows better. ] Not now and definitely not then. No offense, but your world sounds like bullshit. Talent doesn't determine self-worth, it doesn't determine whether or not people will like you, and it sure as shit doesn't determine whether or not you should be proud of yourself.
[ She turns his hand over in her lap and traces her fingers along the lines of his palm. ]
A world like that is too cruel... why would you want to go back to that?
no subject
[It still means a lot to hear, even as his lips quirk into a ghost of a rueful smile before firming into another line. He doesn't react to her tracing the lines of his palm other than a slight twitching of his fingers; it tickles a little, he can't help that.]
At the time, though... so much had happened. To me, to the other members of the Reserve Course, dismissed as garbage, as worthless. I truly believed that the Kamukura Project was the only way I could become someone worthy to stand beside Nanami, to actually do something meaningful.
But to turn an ordinary person into a talented person, you'd have to go to extremes. Naturally, [his lips quirk into another brief, more humorless smile,] they went to extremes.
[He locks eyes with her again. Surely she can guess that his description of being erased, of having parts of his brain removed, were because of that project.]
It's not long after that that Enoshima started the process that would lead to The Tragedy. She found Kamukura Izuru, a person Hope's Peak had stripped of personality, had carved away until the only thing left was talent... and showed him the unpredictability Despair could bring. A departure from the boring, predictable life of someone given every talent, every skill.
no subject
She pulls his hand to her chest, holding it over her heart. She knows that emptiness as well as she knows the fear of being erased. It's something she fights with every moment of the day, even when she's asleep. Especially when she's asleep. ]
After all of that bs, you want to go back?
[ After completely losing himself? She doesn't understand. She just wants all of her friends here where she can keep an eye on them, watch over and protect them. Why is that too much to ask? ]
Hinata...
[ "I want you to stay with me," her eyes say, and she squeezes his hand. She knows it's selfish, but she's only human. She's allowed to feel selfish every now and then. ]
Are you that unhappy here?
no subject
His hand stays very, very still, and his eyes search her face again, brows knitting in a sympathetic pain as he shakes his head.]
Roxy, you misunderstand. It's not that I'm unhappy here, it's that... the things I did, the things all of us did under Enoshima's influence... we have to atone for that. The world is on the right path to recovery after the events of The Tragedy, but there's still so much more that has to be done.
no subject
You know that "pocket" universes are... right? Mr. Super-High-School-Level-Good-At-Everything-Including-Quantum-Mechanics-Probably?
no subject
[He just waits without pulling his hand back, waiting for her to elaborate on what she wants to say, what comparison she wants to draw to what he's revealed to her.]
no subject
[ She squeezes his hand again, holding it against her heart as it races, thumping hard against her chest. This is what he does to her. ]
So you can have a fulfilling life here for years... maybe even a lifetime... and when you go back, it'll be as if you never left.
You can have both, Hinata.
no subject
But he just shakes his head, finally glancing away.]
We need to find a way to go back, Roxy. You're right, it may take years to find out how to do it. But that doesn't mean I can relax and hope someone else will solve the mystery of this planet.
[I don't want both. This isn't my future.]
no subject
[ She lets go of his hand and turns towards the laptop. Her hands rest in her lap, and she looks contemplative a moment before letting out a deep, frustrated sigh. ]
Jeez, you're really stubborn. I guess I just have a different view from where I'm sittin', y'know? I mean... I'm immortal, and a lotta people are gonna come and go in my lifetime.
[ Her hands ball into fists. ]
I just wanna take advantage of every opportunity that I can... "forever" is a long time to live with regret.
no subject
[Of course. Godmode, like Dirk had said. And his heart aches again for her as he turns back to face her just as she turns back to her computer.
It does put a different perspective on it, though. And he exhales a sigh through his nose. Of course, she has all the time in the world, while he has maybe another seventy years, at best. Still an amount of time almost impossible to fathom for a boy who'd barely been himself for years, but still.]
I'm already living with all my regrets... I don't want you to be another one of them.
no subject
[ ouch ]
So that's how it is.
no subject
[He exhales another sigh, this one more frustrated. How can he still trip over his words like this, it doesn't seem right.]
I just meant... I'm, you know...
[No, Hinata, she won't know if you don't use your words.]
no subject
... No, it's okay. Shit, I'm sorry. I'm-- I've been told I come on a lil' too strong sometimes. [ Pause. ] Okay, so I come on strong a lot of the times. Point is, I know it's a problem... and I've been doin' a shit job of keepin' it in check, haven't I.
[ She turns to face him again, frowning deeply. God, she's the worst. She just can't keep it in her pants long enough to consider other peoples' feelings, so it's no wonder she's single. Nobody wants a girl who's so desperate. It's just pathetic. ]
I've been out of line and a piece of shit and I'm sorry.
no subject
You're not a piece of shit. [No comment on the other stuff, though.] You're a really good friend of mine, Roxy, I'm sorry I can't just... be the kind of person who can do things that casually.
[He's not going to apologize for feeling the way he does about Hajime, either. That just seems wrong?]
no subject
Sooo we won't? I value your friendship more than anything, Hina. That's not what I-- [ Stop that train of thought right there, missy, we just went over this. ]
Why don't you ask that Hajime girl out? You like her, don't you? Even if it's not long term... maybe it could work out for you two. Who knows? Maybe we'll even find a way to stay together after we fix this planet so you and Hajime can be together forever!
no subject
But still. When Hinata has so many responsibilities at home, so many things that he wouldn't want to involve someone in, someone he cares about... It gets complicated. Maybe needlessly so!
Just like this has gotten too complicated on its own.]
Maybe. She might not even be interested in me, you know? And I don't... really want to use my talents to find out.
[He relaxes against her shoulder, pretending like he really didn't know what she'd actually meant. She'd be able to find someone else on this base, someone like her who could commit so easily.]
no subject
Then don't use your fuckin' "talents", dummy. Use your words.
[ She holds him, petting his hair affectionately... trying to get his ahoge to stay down and failing... wtf is his hair made of anyway?! ]
Ask her out.
(no subject)