[...Oh, god, children are here too? Could--? ...No. No, she's fine. She's with them now. Outwardly, Souichi tries to smile - kids pay way more attention than most people realize, and hey, he recognizes those signs. Learned sign language to really talk to a professor he admired, who gave him more lessons. And Souichi's glad he doesn't have to speak, not sure if he could.]
Tired. Worried for future. Why haven't you washed your hands?
[Frisk...bit odd, but then, he knows a girl named Small Lady.]
Somewhat. My team and I isolated genes and usually sought to replace them. Let's say someone has Huntington's disease. It's caused by a defect in one gene, so we can find it and try to silence it.
I hope it's not that rare! But yes, immensely complicated. Restriction enzymes, mRNA translation...even if things go according to plan it may be rejected or replicate incorrectly.
[Something in the vast space of this place looks down at him and answers in a voice he has heard in his head many times before in those five years of other-dimensional possession...]
[And after, in nightmares and when reading the paper, listening to music, during the brief, fragile reacquainting with friends who worried and wondered why they tried...this isn't different. It just says something else now.]
...I was wrong to hope for myself. But Hotaru will see you end again.
[His voice is gentle and his eyes proud and fond, recalling the day a species died. She's so strong...]
[Ami balks. Dr. Tomoe was--wait, no...he had been spared. Sailor Moon saved him and Hotaru.
She slowly unravels her wound-up nerves and offers a small smile.] You are tied to something greater, I suppose. Maybe it doesn't extend to only Hotaru-chan?
[Souichi, if he knew Ami's thoughts, would have a different opinion. Still, he's happy she's here. Any of them.]
There were quite a few things I was blind to. I'd be nice to see more, but I've done what I needed...how. How's she doing?
[Imagination served most of the time. But it hurt, too. One step too far and his foot wouldn't move, the haunted times would pull him down, slow and steady and strong.]
Heavens yes! (I'm actually already over there under different journals. XD)
[Ami warmly smiles. She knew that Setsuna-san did what was best for Hotaru-chan, but in some ways, she wonders if there wasn't a better way.]
She is doing very well. She's been given a chance she probably wouldn't have had otherwise, considering...
[She imagines Tomoe must think of his daughter every day. She can't help her curiosity in how he thinks - after all, she's been without her father for so long, too.]
Oh, well hi! [is a mod] Not sure who knows it's there and who doesn't.
[He smiles in turn, hearing her. That's absolutely, undoubtedly true. Now she has three Moms to terrorize and scold and cry on. Everything her first life denied her.]
I never knew love was that strong. To tear a...being apart. If you or the others think I can help in any way, I'll be glad to.
[This - whatever's next, whatever's now - is their fight, Souichi knows. But he knows. Knows it's real, aliens and magic and reincarnation. He had no power for years, and when the world came a hair's width from ending it took his fear with it. Nothing scares him now, and far as he's concerned, women warriors who stop time and strum harps of water are the true reality.]
[Ami gives Professor Tomoe's words a moment of thought. She didn't want to over-step her bounds...after all, if he could be of help, Setsuna-san would surely reach out, wouldn't she?
Or was the Guardian of Time tunnel-visioned in that way? Ami was prone to doubt, a result of an over-active mind.]
W...ell...the father's love for his daughter is a miraculous thing as well, isn't it?
[After all, it was his pleas with Hotaru that reached her, piercing the control of Mistress Nine.]
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What's wrong?
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Tired. Worried for future. Why haven't you washed your hands?
[Such a Dad.]
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I like dirt.
Who are you?
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My name is S-o-u-i-c-h-i T-o-m-o-e.
[Fingerspelling! And first name first because not many cultures do it like Japan.]
I was a genetic engineer. Took a break. You?
[No way is he blabbing the details.]
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F-r-i-s-k.
What's genetic engineering? Do you build people?
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Somewhat. My team and I isolated genes and usually sought to replace them. Let's say someone has Huntington's disease. It's caused by a defect in one gene, so we can find it and try to silence it.
[He's expecting hand cramps tomorrow.]
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[Frisk bounces up and down a bit on the balls of their feet in excitement.]
Is it very complicated?
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I hope it's not that rare! But yes, immensely complicated. Restriction enzymes, mRNA translation...even if things go according to plan it may be rejected or replicate incorrectly.
[Ah science, the steady refuge.]
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IT IS NEVER OVER.
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...I was wrong to hope for myself. But Hotaru will see you end again.
[His voice is gentle and his eyes proud and fond, recalling the day a species died. She's so strong...]
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She slowly unravels her wound-up nerves and offers a small smile.] You are tied to something greater, I suppose. Maybe it doesn't extend to only Hotaru-chan?
Would you be interested in Sailor Moon DR?
There were quite a few things I was blind to. I'd be nice to see more, but I've done what I needed...how. How's she doing?
[Imagination served most of the time. But it hurt, too. One step too far and his foot wouldn't move, the haunted times would pull him down, slow and steady and strong.]
Heavens yes! (I'm actually already over there under different journals. XD)
She is doing very well. She's been given a chance she probably wouldn't have had otherwise, considering...
[She imagines Tomoe must think of his daughter every day. She can't help her curiosity in how he thinks - after all, she's been without her father for so long, too.]
Oh, well hi! [is a mod] Not sure who knows it's there and who doesn't.
I never knew love was that strong. To tear a...being apart. If you or the others think I can help in any way, I'll be glad to.
[This - whatever's next, whatever's now - is their fight, Souichi knows. But he knows. Knows it's real, aliens and magic and reincarnation. He had no power for years, and when the world came a hair's width from ending it took his fear with it. Nothing scares him now, and far as he's concerned, women warriors who stop time and strum harps of water are the true reality.]
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Or was the Guardian of Time tunnel-visioned in that way? Ami was prone to doubt, a result of an over-active mind.]
W...ell...the father's love for his daughter is a miraculous thing as well, isn't it?
[After all, it was his pleas with Hotaru that reached her, piercing the control of Mistress Nine.]