They're definitely person-shaped. Akechi said they were a god, and I'd believe it, too.
[a pause]
And if they're a god, then this house is a god as well. Because the entire crux of this dispute is a battle between Master Blue-- who is on our side-- and the house.
[he fastens the bandage around her wrist, running his fingers across the length of her arm one last time to make sure they're firmly affixed, before he pulls back]
Someone received one of Blue's memories, you know? The memory of when they first arrived at the house.
The house invited them here first. And I think. . . Master Blue is as much of a captive here as we are.
[. . . a breath out. Akira fetches his crutch and moves to sit on the edge of the infirmary bed]
Beau believes the house is feeding upon our misery, and. . . I think she might be right. And as long as Blue keeps inviting guests to the house, then the house won't invade our worlds. So these "games," these "dinner parties," those invitations we received. . .
It's to keep the house satisfied so it doesn't completely destroy the universe.
[well, that may be a bit of a jump, but if Blue inviting guests here keeps their home worlds from being invaded it seems like a logical one to Akira!]
Blue told me the house is trying to prove a point, but is doing so badly. I don't know what that point is, but what I do know is. . .
Blue wants all of this to stop. They want this vicious cycle to end.
We're at least the tenth round of people Blue has invited to the mansion. The antidote. . . I know that was created by Blue, too. Peach has been trying to replicate it, but it's-- difficult.
Because the house keeps sabotaging Blue's attempts to help.
I think you should try. I made sure to ask first, before I rang the bell on the fifth floor.
[another pause]
Blue told me how to stop the house. Not directly, but. . . they said if we can find the "source" for the house and everything that it does, then we can put an end to this.
[he closes his eyes and echoes what Blue told him]
"Access to the source is available for those who seek it out."
"The source is much closer than you may think."
"The heart of the matter is what's most important."
There's a significant pause. But she'll eventually nod, glancing towards the door as though she needs to make sure no one else is around.]
...
Reito didn't find me like that on Tuesday.
I intentionally went looking for him after lunch. I... I had wanted to see if I could speak with him, to convince him that his thinking wouldn't save anyone.
But he was, um... very set on what he thought he had to do. So I...
I gave him an option. I brought a scalpel with me, and I... I asked him to turn it on me.
[Akira feels something inside his chest tighten, ice suddenly coursing through his veins. his fingers still against her hand, eyes growing wide, expression slack and mouth falling open]
What?
[he had surmised that Ayabe had attacked her, but. . .]
Luna-- what?! Why would you. . .
[he had no idea that Luna had asked him to do so in the first place]
...I have directives, Akira. I... couldn't just walk out of the room knowing that Reito could murder another person.
But... he refused. He said that he wouldn't take the life of someone he cared about. That, even if I had to suffer.... he had to keep me alive, so I could be here for the ones he didn't take.
And I...
...
Akira... do you remember when you knocked over the machine in the theatre? You... you said something about anger.
[boy he does not like where this is going. the rage he felt when he upended the popcorn machine had been so strong, so overwhelming. he thinks back to Luna shattering that glass back during their second week here, and his jaw tightens]
I... I was so angry when he told me he was going to kill others and just... just leave me behind for selfish reasons... I couldn't think. All I knew was that I had to do something.
...
A robot must protect its own existence... except when such action would conflict with the First or Second Law. To bear witness to someone willing to take a life, openly so, and to do nothing to sucessfully intervene... that is a conflict of the First Law.
I had brought the scalpel specifically in hopes that, if he would attack me, he would be able to... to get it out of his system without doing any real damage. I... just turned it on myself.
He said I mattered too much. So I...
I mutilated myself to force him to change his mind.
[so he had been. . . completely wrong about what had happened. he had made some assumptions, and not followed up with Ayabe on them at all, hoping that Ayabe would try to work things out with Luna after the fact. but now that Luna remembered--]
[. . .]
[his grip on her hand tightens, and he feels it beginning to bubble to the surface of his own stomach. something heated and unpleasant and angry, and he isn't-- he isn't sure where to direct it. at her, for doing something so stupid? . . . at the woman who programmed her to follow those stupid directives in the first place?]
[at this mansion, for making their anger worse. . .?]
[he swallows thickly, and doesn't let go of her hand]
. . . how much of it was you, and how much of it was the laws you were programmed with?
[the moment she answers is the moment he realizes how unfair of a question it was. and perhaps he is just now realizing how intrinsically linked Luna's programming and herself are, and that. . . that fact helps him direct his anger. it moves away from her and towards the old woman he remembered from Luna's memories, though it still remains, simmering in his gut, unpleasantly heavy]
[he still doesn't let go of her hand]
I--
[he cuts himself off, struggling to find his next words. and throughout it all, he still doesn't let go of her hand]
I. . . don't. . .
[mrrrrrgh]
[the whole situation is unfair. Luna hurting herself in front of Ayabe, scarring him and traumatizing him to prevent him from hurting others. the laws with which she was programmed and the way the house amplified her anger, causing her to lash out in such an extreme manner in the first place]
[. . .]
[his voice is very, very quiet when he next speaks]
. . . I don't want anything to happen to you, either.
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[god. how does he describe Master Blue. . .?]
They're definitely person-shaped. Akechi said they were a god, and I'd believe it, too.
[a pause]
And if they're a god, then this house is a god as well. Because the entire crux of this dispute is a battle between Master Blue-- who is on our side-- and the house.
The house that keeps trying to sabotage us.
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[hm.... HM.....]
B-but why is Blue here, then? By choice?
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[he fastens the bandage around her wrist, running his fingers across the length of her arm one last time to make sure they're firmly affixed, before he pulls back]
Someone received one of Blue's memories, you know? The memory of when they first arrived at the house.
The house invited them here first. And I think. . . Master Blue is as much of a captive here as we are.
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But... why involve all of us? If Blue is the one it lured, then why keep them alive? Why bring others in to play these... these horrible games,
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Beau believes the house is feeding upon our misery, and. . . I think she might be right. And as long as Blue keeps inviting guests to the house, then the house won't invade our worlds. So these "games," these "dinner parties," those invitations we received. . .
It's to keep the house satisfied so it doesn't completely destroy the universe.
[well, that may be a bit of a jump, but if Blue inviting guests here keeps their home worlds from being invaded it seems like a logical one to Akira!]
Blue told me the house is trying to prove a point, but is doing so badly. I don't know what that point is, but what I do know is. . .
Blue wants all of this to stop. They want this vicious cycle to end.
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She falls remarkably quiet, as though something in Akira's string of words has troubled her deeply.]
I... assume they have had many attempts at this before with varied success. It must be where the antidote and all of the ghosts came from...
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[Akira's voice softens when Luna says that]
We're at least the tenth round of people Blue has invited to the mansion. The antidote. . . I know that was created by Blue, too. Peach has been trying to replicate it, but it's-- difficult.
Because the house keeps sabotaging Blue's attempts to help.
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I'll see if I can talk to Peach. And... Blue, but... I don't know if they will let me.
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I think you should try. I made sure to ask first, before I rang the bell on the fifth floor.
[another pause]
Blue told me how to stop the house. Not directly, but. . . they said if we can find the "source" for the house and everything that it does, then we can put an end to this.
[he closes his eyes and echoes what Blue told him]
"Access to the source is available for those who seek it out."
"The source is much closer than you may think."
"The heart of the matter is what's most important."
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I... I wonder if they aren't allowed to say any more than that. If saying too much is why Peach got hurt...
I hope there's something we can do, and soon.
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[for a moment. . . he looks sympathetic and thoughtful]
I guess even gods have "rules" they need to follow.
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[...]
Um... Akira... can I ask you something...?
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Mmm. Of course. What is it?
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In Room 3, with Ken and Ayabe and Chuuya. [hhhhesitation, because-- Ayabe. but. . .] Would you like to join us?
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I...
I shouldn't. I'm sorry.
I... really, really don't think Reito will react well to me being around.
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[oh Luna]
[the flinch yanks at something in his chest painfully, and on instinct, Akira reaches out to her]
. . . will you tell me what happened?
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There's a significant pause. But she'll eventually nod, glancing towards the door as though she needs to make sure no one else is around.]
...
Reito didn't find me like that on Tuesday.
I intentionally went looking for him after lunch. I... I had wanted to see if I could speak with him, to convince him that his thinking wouldn't save anyone.
But he was, um... very set on what he thought he had to do. So I...
I gave him an option. I brought a scalpel with me, and I... I asked him to turn it on me.
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[Akira feels something inside his chest tighten, ice suddenly coursing through his veins. his fingers still against her hand, eyes growing wide, expression slack and mouth falling open]
What?
[he had surmised that Ayabe had attacked her, but. . .]
Luna-- what?! Why would you. . .
[he had no idea that Luna had asked him to do so in the first place]
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But... he refused. He said that he wouldn't take the life of someone he cared about. That, even if I had to suffer.... he had to keep me alive, so I could be here for the ones he didn't take.
And I...
...
Akira... do you remember when you knocked over the machine in the theatre? You... you said something about anger.
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I-- I do.
[boy he does not like where this is going. the rage he felt when he upended the popcorn machine had been so strong, so overwhelming. he thinks back to Luna shattering that glass back during their second week here, and his jaw tightens]
What happened. . .?
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...
A robot must protect its own existence... except when such action would conflict with the First or Second Law. To bear witness to someone willing to take a life, openly so, and to do nothing to sucessfully intervene... that is a conflict of the First Law.
I had brought the scalpel specifically in hopes that, if he would attack me, he would be able to... to get it out of his system without doing any real damage. I... just turned it on myself.
He said I mattered too much. So I...
I mutilated myself to force him to change his mind.
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[so he had been. . . completely wrong about what had happened. he had made some assumptions, and not followed up with Ayabe on them at all, hoping that Ayabe would try to work things out with Luna after the fact. but now that Luna remembered--]
[. . .]
[his grip on her hand tightens, and he feels it beginning to bubble to the surface of his own stomach. something heated and unpleasant and angry, and he isn't-- he isn't sure where to direct it. at her, for doing something so stupid? . . . at the woman who programmed her to follow those stupid directives in the first place?]
[at this mansion, for making their anger worse. . .?]
[he swallows thickly, and doesn't let go of her hand]
. . . how much of it was you, and how much of it was the laws you were programmed with?
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...
I don't know why I did it. Yes, I was upset, but I...
...
Reito was so scared afterwards, and I... All I did was forget and leave him with the burden... So I...
I would rather you be angry at me than for anyone to take it out on him. He was distressed... but he did nothing wrong. I did.
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[he still doesn't let go of her hand]
I--
[he cuts himself off, struggling to find his next words. and throughout it all, he still doesn't let go of her hand]
I. . . don't. . .
[mrrrrrgh]
[the whole situation is unfair. Luna hurting herself in front of Ayabe, scarring him and traumatizing him to prevent him from hurting others. the laws with which she was programmed and the way the house amplified her anger, causing her to lash out in such an extreme manner in the first place]
[. . .]
[his voice is very, very quiet when he next speaks]
. . . I don't want anything to happen to you, either.
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