A/N: Observations is a story about reality – the idea being that you can never quite be sure what's real and what isn't. The human brain and senses bias you, as such; your perception of reality could be infinitely different from what it actually is. This is displayed by the stories tendency for folding in on itself, and how it leaps from one story arc to another. All arcs, however, are connected, even if an arc is just a work of fiction in another arc, and so on.
Just a thought.
Death Sentence V
"HAIL THE COMMANDANT!" Ritsuko and Misato simultaneously proclaimed, arms raised stiffly over their heads. The Commandant sat with his before them, completely concealed behind his high-backed leather chair. He spoke with an unnaturally deep voice.
"We have advanced the Script far, agents Akagi and Katsuragi, but there is still much to be done. We have the power to weaponize it, but insufficient angst. To this end, the next angel must create extreme angst."
"Yes, commandant! The next angel will be thoroughly destructive, and render Shinji angst-ridden!" Akagi proclaimed, and hurried out the door. Misato followed.
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"We still have no idea who she is or why she came through Shinji's forehead," remarked Rei, who was in a nurse's uniform. She was a multitasker, and, frankly, she needed cash.
"Run a search through the international database," said Ritsuko. Rei's fingers flew across the keys, and, sure enough, the archive turned up a record. A criminal record.
"Wow," said Rei, "Multiple counts of arson. It seems Shinji inadvertently broke her out of Juvie Hall… or the German equivalent thereof."
"Yeah yeah, how long can we keep it hidden until the German Eva gets here?"
Rei turned in her chair and looked meaningfully at Ritsuko. "We're NERV. We're part of UNISEC. That means we're a !#$ING SECRET AGENCY! I THINK WE CAN HANDLE THIS."
"Whatever. Just make sure that the Germans don't find out."
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Shinji sat on the couch, watching TV. Rei idly dusted a bookshelf. The doorbell rang, and Shinji got a delivery: a bunk bed. His old bed was dissembled and sold; the new one was assembled in his bedroom. At last, he would be free of Rei trying to rape him in her sleep. ('sleep-rape' is a documented phenomenon)
It was later that day that Misato came home. She had a new roommate for them, and her name was Asuka. Asuka was an odd one, the sort of person who would have Highway to Hell as their theme song if this were animated. She had a permanently lost expression, wandering around the apartment, and would stare intently at the steam rising as Shinji cooked dinner (fun fact: tired fingers accidentally typed that as 'cocked dinner').
Asuka also seemed to be obsessed with rice, and would neatly pile the rest of the food to one corner of her plate and greedily consume the fruit. Vegetable. Whatever it is. Shinji was baffled by this activity, and keep in mind that Feudal Japan used rice as money.
Asuka then went out onto the porch, and left the people inside to their own devices. This amounted to watching TV, and Rei plucking away at her guitar. Finally, they went to sleep. Shinji took the top bunk, Rei took the bottom, and all was well in the world. Until Asuka came in mere minutes later, that is. Shortly after the redhead's arrival, Rei climbed to the talk bunk.
"Hey!" Shinji whispered harshly, "Get down!"
"I'm not going back there," said Rei, crossly. "Asuka smells like cigarettes."
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"Pwnt," remarked Fuyutski.
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Shinji had an undelightful time nearly being raped by a sleepwalker (this wasn't good for his selfesteem), but maintained his virginity through judicious use of the 'pillow wall' technique. The next morning, he woke up feeling addled and nervous. In Rei's defense, Asuka did smell like cigarettes.
