#brigadeleaderharuhi

[fatalfreedom]

introspection // ( kira + haruhi )

brigadeleaderharuhi

A lot of the time he wonders where he comes from. And it's not really the sort of thing that's happening because he's having the stereotypical existential crisis--Kira genuinely wonders how it was he came to be.

Of course, that has a lot to do with the fact that prior to the day his homeland was attacked, he has no memory of anything else. He doesn't remember his first steps, or winning any baseball games (not that he's got any particular fondness for baseball), or even a first kiss (not that he's that interested in romance, either, but isn't that what teenagers do?). The aspect of it all is mind-boggling and worrying. He entertained the possibility of amnesia, but couldn't for the life of him imagine himself in a terrible situation that would warrant it. He also entertained the possibility of alternate universes and the stuff of science fiction, but that felt like a farce. The idea that he was created at exactly sixteen years old came to him while he was in the shower one morning, just as he squeezed shampoo into his open palm. The question then became by who? and also, why?

He imagines that fighting a war might couldn't possibly be the reason, even if that seems like the only reason for his existence these days. Being created to fight in a giant robot to prevent the destruction of the world sounds like a fantasy, and not a very well-thought out one, either, because it seems all Kira feels lately is desolation. (Not that he's complaining or anything. He just wishes that weren't the case.) Shouldn't stories like these have more depth in it? Maybe more hope? Or is it supposed to be one of those magical realism things: a random splotch of unbelievable mixed in with the norm? It's all very confusing. Kira doesn't like it very much.

He's wondered about his existence in-between the thoughts he has about death and carnage for a while, now. It was brought to his attention after he saw a little refugee girl holding hands with her mother--realising he had no memory of anything like that at all--and then, upon docking at the territory that housed most of the survivors of his homeland, was told that he could see his parents, if he so wished it. He saw his mother and his father that day and felt the pain in his chest he assumed always came with tearful reunions and the inevitable tearful goodbye. But, like the day his homeland was attacked and destroyed, it felt an awful lot like a newly created sensation.

It's not a very comfortable feeling to have the notion his parents were fabricated only on that day. Not a very comfortable feeling at all.

Introspection can only take one so far in a block of literature, so let's devolve to the more physical aspects of things. In this precise moment, Kira's fighting a battle just above that Earth's atmosphere. It's a dangerous thing, clearly; he's never actually been on Earth before (at least, his created-only-at-sixteen database of memories tells him that he hasn't). The members of his crew keep telling him to stay as far away from the pull of Earth's gravity as possible, but that's easier said than done when you're being attacked relentlessly by an enemy and their giant robot. There's some unnecessary screaming, a lot of explosions, some cursing sprinkled in here or there. Kira in particular yelled once as he shot a beam rifle, and that felt more crude than cool.

When you're told not to do something, it's a high possibility that you do it anyway.

Kira ends up flying too close to the Earth, and before he knows it, his GUNDAM's being pulled down.

The sensation of falling isn't so bad. It's the heating that comes with it that is. Kira can feel the temperatures rising to alarming levels; there's an incessant beeping that just won't go away. His diagnostics are going haywire and the numbers keep rising and falling at an alarming rate. Kira has the sense of mind to calculate the trajectory of his mobile suit and recalibrate his thrusters in accordance to that. He moves as much as he can so he can land in a mostly empty field on the outskirts of a city--somewhere in Japan, he realises, which isn't optimal, but the best he can do. In a matter of seconds he manages to program a set of commands to deflect any satellite attempts to record his fall; the perks of being a technical genius, if you will. He only has the simplest notion that he's probably going to regret this a lot before he ascends all the way down. Right before the estimated time of impact, he blacks out.

To his credit, when he awakens, there aren't any cameras shining down on him and he hasn't been taken into custody and it seems that his crash landing must've gone mostly unnoticed. So the satellite wave deflectors worked. Thank God for that. His GUNDAM has fallen in a clump of trees instead of an empty field, apparently, which is probably a minor miscalculation on his part, but at least he tried. And with what little energy he has left in the machine, he manages to bring up a navigational system, and sees that said clump of trees is nearer to the city than the field is. It also seems to be late in the evening, specifically a couple of minutes past midnight.

When he gets up and to his feet, there's pain on his face. He looks an awful lot like a crash victim, that's for sure, with his back hunched and his limbs hurting in places. Kira can feel the wetness of blood around his forehead, dripping down to his cheeks. He knows it looks a lot worse than it really is; the genetic modifications to his body will see to it that he survives this without a scratch (especially since his legs should be broken or something at this point). Still, he thinks his first order of business should be to find help.

He limps into the city and he doesn't know how long it takes for him to get there because he doesn't have a watch. But a glance towards a clock on a television through a store window has him seeing the numbers 0215.

It is two fifteen in the God damned morning.

Kira limps some more.

[ponytailsturnmeon-blog-blog]

not a rp-er but ✒ haruhi please?????????

((gypsy art deco haruhi because i am hella creative))

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im-still-here-okay replied to your post: OOC

Inu x Boku SS Do it now

brigadeleaderharuhi replied to your post: OOC

inu x boku ss

((Yes, I shall do it now xD Thanks!))

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Contain your enthusiasm.  Would you mind telling me where we are, miss?  I'm -

lost.  Yes.  I'm lost.

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((Where do you get all of your icons? Right now I'm using this album I found of Photobucket, but some of their quality sucks. You have such a wide range of facial expressions too. I want to use them, but that would seem weird ;~; ))

There's a bunch of them made by this other amazing Haruhi player over here, though I do get a bunch of icons from Livejournal/Dreamwidth if you look hard enough. Most of the ones I use from LJ/DW can be found here. I hope this helped!

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♦ brigadeleaderharuhi ♦

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