Disclaimer: This might bring great shock to you, but it's not here. It's in chapter one. But it applies here, too. Funny, huh?
Another thing about writing someone else narrating aloud is how awkward their speech might be. Normally, when people narrate, they say stuff in the manner of, "and she was like," or they repeat something several times, incase they didn't hear it the first time. Luckily, with Piccolo, I can still write like it was a book, since I can't really imagine him doing normal narration habits like that.
"When I came back to the apartment, I cursed myself on why I should have questioned Kami-sama more about Jin, since he obviously knew a lot from his station. However, I couldn't stand his mindless jabber anymore, so I took my time separating his words, trying to figure out anything that could help me at least know more about her.
"First thing that came to mind was his comment of if 'she came back to the apartment acting more like how I would act'. I shivered involuntarily. No matter how I could take that phrase, it was still a disgusting thought. I felt awkward enough with him talking about her, let alone having her come in with that attitude.
"'You could never see each other again after you two would have sex for the first time together. She would leave almost willingly.' That's what came to mind next. Normally, I would think (or at least hope) that he would avoid such a subject unless it was really important. I couldn't imagine any kind of tradition, even if it was forced down her throat since before she could remember, being held by her towards such an extent that she would run from me because of it. I would suspect that she would rebel against almost any tradition shoved towards her. But I wasn't sure if he was hinting at whether she would've run at the site of what I've been keeping from her, or if she was truly afraid of something else.
"About that moment, Jin came in with a vile of grey-blue liquid in her hand. 'I'm back from the lab. Here's the counteractive to the drug.' She tossed it to me.
"I turned it around in my fingers a bit, watching the milky substance swirl. 'What do we do with it?'
"'No idea, unless one of us gets infected by that stuff, then we use it as an antidote, I suppose.'
"'Orally?'
"'I would hope. I don't have syringes, nor do really want a fluid suppository.'
"'I don't think there's such a thing.'
"'Let's hope I didn't just invent it, then.' She left into the kitchen.
"I placed the vile on the end table beside the couch. 'Jin, may I ask you a personal question?'
"'Huh? Sure.' I heard the refrigerator open.
"'What would you do if you had a child that was inferior?'
"'You mean, if I birthed one? Inferior how?'
"'Just lesser than you. Not strong. What would you do?'
"'Where'd you get this weird question, anyway?'
"'Odd things pass by my mind if I have nothing else to do, I guess.'
"'I think you've been eating the old leftovers again...and I think you know where I got that idea.' I heard her huff and the refrigerator door slam close. 'Should we bother cleaning it before we leave?'
"'No. But seriously. Answer.'
"A cabinet door opened. 'I don't know. I'd probably raise the kid. Why? Do you suspect that I would disown it?'
"'Not really. What would your parents do?'
"'I think my parents would just be happy that I had a kid.'
"'And... what would you say to the father about it?'
"The rustling in the foodstuffs stopped. 'What are you getting at, Dorai?'
"'Nothing.'
"'Dorai, this isn't a normal conversation. I hardly think that "nothing" is the motivation here.'
"'Answer my question, and I'll tell you what I'm getting at.'
"Almost a minute of silence passed before I heard her rummaging through the cupboard again. She came out and sat beside me with a half- peeled orange and bit into it. After swallowing, she said, 'I think I'd tease the father about it, since it obviously didn't come from my side of the family. Otherwise, nothing more.'
"'Is that so?'
"'Yeah. Now what is this all about, Dorai?' She reached over and turned on the radio, messing with the dials to find something decent to listen to.
"I was about to give an answer before she settled on a station with 'Almost Human' playing, perhaps the last song I'd want to hear at the moment, even if I normally enjoyed it. 'First turn that thing off.'
"'Huh? Why?'
"'I don't want to listen to that right now.'
"'Nonsense. It's one of your favorite songs.'
"'I'm just not in the mood to listen to it.' To be truthful, it struck pretty close to home at the moment.
"'By the discovery of fermentation, you're pretty down. We should be living it up right now! After all...' Her own face looked sad for a moment, but she quickly replaced it with a grin. 'Today's March 16th.'
"'M-March 16th?!' I stood quickly and almost sprinted to the calender on the wall. 'So tomorrow's--'
"'St. Patrick's Day. We've been wasting a lot of time, Dorai,' She reclined on the sofa. 'But, at least, we get to make a pretty good massacre to end the day with tomorrow, sou da ne?' She took another bite from the orange. 'So. What were those questions about?'
"'Jin,' I walked back and sat beside her side. 'Do you ever think that you'd consider marrying a man who wasn't prophisied, even if he was inferior in strength to you?'
"She seemed to not be allowing the question to sink in, but she answered, sternly, 'No.'
"'Why?'
"'Stuff like prophecy is one thing that I can ignore, but,' Her eyes gazed at me in a serious manner, 'In my family, a warrior woman is forbidden from marrying a lesser for a reason past tradition.'
"'Is that so?'
"She nodded. 'I cannot tell you the reason, though.'
"'Why not?'
"'Just drop it there, Dorai. I know what you mean by this. We both know that I'm stronger than you, and even I wasn't, I still must leave after tomorrow.'
"'Jin...'
"'Enough of this. Like I said, we should be preparing for a party! Even if we might not enjoy the celebration that the guys at the "Red Stave Pub" are planning,' Her vicious smirk reappeared. 'We have another little affair already planned and set, even if we weren't officially invited.'
"'All right. Fine.' I lounged beside her. 'So, until the cheers begin, how do you suggest we keep jubilation? Really, what do we do to destract ourselves from the downcast reminder that we're practically upon the threshold of separation?'
"I felt her turn upon her side and lay her arm across my chest. 'Don't take this the wrong way, Dorai, but the way you're speaking really bothers me. Somehow, something in me really wants to at least take you with me. It's an impossible notion, as my logic tells me. So, Dorai, let's just accept it as an absolute, like death, and celebrate its coming. Do you really want our last moments together to be bathetic? Here, turn your head a bit.' I did so, and found that my lips met with hers."
"Kyaa!" Chi-Chi squealed in delight. "So you two finally had a real kiss?"
Where the Hell's a blunt object when you need one? I thought. "Yes. We did. Save you're questions; Yes it was a french kiss. And yes, it was a lasting kiss. Forging ahead...
"'Normally we don't actually have contradictory opinions about something,' I said, smiling, after the kiss broke.
"'Still haven't, really. I've just been mourning our separation longer, since I had definite reminders that it was going to happen. But, it's nothing to worry about, really. Even if we never see each other again, maybe we'll meet after the next absolute.' She laughed. 'I'll be waiting for you in Hell.'
"'Indeed, I doubt your life would expire first.'
"'Is that so? I'd ask if you're willing to bet, but it seems that the winner would get a rather useless prize. In stead--' She pulled the wallet out of my side pocket and jumped up, running towards the door. 'I'll take this! Normally, I doubt you'd care much, but I think I'll give this to Uwaki and tell her that its your present to her!'
"I growled and lunged for her. 'Don't you dare! Give that back, wench!'
"'Or what? You can't threaten me with Shuran. You have no idea where he lives!' She sped out.
"I went after her. 'Damnit! You call being abhorrent celebration?!'
"As I went down the hall, the last thing Kami-sama said to me went through my mind. 'Even pure evil can be empathetic to one they love.' Yeah, I thought, Empathetic. Pathetic with another couple of letters stamped onto it. Unfortunately, that's very descriptive of my position.
Another Voltaire reference (in fact, maybe two of them). Anyway, like Jin's swearing? "By the discovery of fermentation". Now that's something for those two to swear by! Anyway, look at me, typing this thing out when it's almost 4 am on a school night. Ah well. I doubt I'll be doing anything in class anyway. Maybe I'll bring a pillow to school...
Another thing about writing someone else narrating aloud is how awkward their speech might be. Normally, when people narrate, they say stuff in the manner of, "and she was like," or they repeat something several times, incase they didn't hear it the first time. Luckily, with Piccolo, I can still write like it was a book, since I can't really imagine him doing normal narration habits like that.
"When I came back to the apartment, I cursed myself on why I should have questioned Kami-sama more about Jin, since he obviously knew a lot from his station. However, I couldn't stand his mindless jabber anymore, so I took my time separating his words, trying to figure out anything that could help me at least know more about her.
"First thing that came to mind was his comment of if 'she came back to the apartment acting more like how I would act'. I shivered involuntarily. No matter how I could take that phrase, it was still a disgusting thought. I felt awkward enough with him talking about her, let alone having her come in with that attitude.
"'You could never see each other again after you two would have sex for the first time together. She would leave almost willingly.' That's what came to mind next. Normally, I would think (or at least hope) that he would avoid such a subject unless it was really important. I couldn't imagine any kind of tradition, even if it was forced down her throat since before she could remember, being held by her towards such an extent that she would run from me because of it. I would suspect that she would rebel against almost any tradition shoved towards her. But I wasn't sure if he was hinting at whether she would've run at the site of what I've been keeping from her, or if she was truly afraid of something else.
"About that moment, Jin came in with a vile of grey-blue liquid in her hand. 'I'm back from the lab. Here's the counteractive to the drug.' She tossed it to me.
"I turned it around in my fingers a bit, watching the milky substance swirl. 'What do we do with it?'
"'No idea, unless one of us gets infected by that stuff, then we use it as an antidote, I suppose.'
"'Orally?'
"'I would hope. I don't have syringes, nor do really want a fluid suppository.'
"'I don't think there's such a thing.'
"'Let's hope I didn't just invent it, then.' She left into the kitchen.
"I placed the vile on the end table beside the couch. 'Jin, may I ask you a personal question?'
"'Huh? Sure.' I heard the refrigerator open.
"'What would you do if you had a child that was inferior?'
"'You mean, if I birthed one? Inferior how?'
"'Just lesser than you. Not strong. What would you do?'
"'Where'd you get this weird question, anyway?'
"'Odd things pass by my mind if I have nothing else to do, I guess.'
"'I think you've been eating the old leftovers again...and I think you know where I got that idea.' I heard her huff and the refrigerator door slam close. 'Should we bother cleaning it before we leave?'
"'No. But seriously. Answer.'
"A cabinet door opened. 'I don't know. I'd probably raise the kid. Why? Do you suspect that I would disown it?'
"'Not really. What would your parents do?'
"'I think my parents would just be happy that I had a kid.'
"'And... what would you say to the father about it?'
"The rustling in the foodstuffs stopped. 'What are you getting at, Dorai?'
"'Nothing.'
"'Dorai, this isn't a normal conversation. I hardly think that "nothing" is the motivation here.'
"'Answer my question, and I'll tell you what I'm getting at.'
"Almost a minute of silence passed before I heard her rummaging through the cupboard again. She came out and sat beside me with a half- peeled orange and bit into it. After swallowing, she said, 'I think I'd tease the father about it, since it obviously didn't come from my side of the family. Otherwise, nothing more.'
"'Is that so?'
"'Yeah. Now what is this all about, Dorai?' She reached over and turned on the radio, messing with the dials to find something decent to listen to.
"I was about to give an answer before she settled on a station with 'Almost Human' playing, perhaps the last song I'd want to hear at the moment, even if I normally enjoyed it. 'First turn that thing off.'
"'Huh? Why?'
"'I don't want to listen to that right now.'
"'Nonsense. It's one of your favorite songs.'
"'I'm just not in the mood to listen to it.' To be truthful, it struck pretty close to home at the moment.
"'By the discovery of fermentation, you're pretty down. We should be living it up right now! After all...' Her own face looked sad for a moment, but she quickly replaced it with a grin. 'Today's March 16th.'
"'M-March 16th?!' I stood quickly and almost sprinted to the calender on the wall. 'So tomorrow's--'
"'St. Patrick's Day. We've been wasting a lot of time, Dorai,' She reclined on the sofa. 'But, at least, we get to make a pretty good massacre to end the day with tomorrow, sou da ne?' She took another bite from the orange. 'So. What were those questions about?'
"'Jin,' I walked back and sat beside her side. 'Do you ever think that you'd consider marrying a man who wasn't prophisied, even if he was inferior in strength to you?'
"She seemed to not be allowing the question to sink in, but she answered, sternly, 'No.'
"'Why?'
"'Stuff like prophecy is one thing that I can ignore, but,' Her eyes gazed at me in a serious manner, 'In my family, a warrior woman is forbidden from marrying a lesser for a reason past tradition.'
"'Is that so?'
"She nodded. 'I cannot tell you the reason, though.'
"'Why not?'
"'Just drop it there, Dorai. I know what you mean by this. We both know that I'm stronger than you, and even I wasn't, I still must leave after tomorrow.'
"'Jin...'
"'Enough of this. Like I said, we should be preparing for a party! Even if we might not enjoy the celebration that the guys at the "Red Stave Pub" are planning,' Her vicious smirk reappeared. 'We have another little affair already planned and set, even if we weren't officially invited.'
"'All right. Fine.' I lounged beside her. 'So, until the cheers begin, how do you suggest we keep jubilation? Really, what do we do to destract ourselves from the downcast reminder that we're practically upon the threshold of separation?'
"I felt her turn upon her side and lay her arm across my chest. 'Don't take this the wrong way, Dorai, but the way you're speaking really bothers me. Somehow, something in me really wants to at least take you with me. It's an impossible notion, as my logic tells me. So, Dorai, let's just accept it as an absolute, like death, and celebrate its coming. Do you really want our last moments together to be bathetic? Here, turn your head a bit.' I did so, and found that my lips met with hers."
"Kyaa!" Chi-Chi squealed in delight. "So you two finally had a real kiss?"
Where the Hell's a blunt object when you need one? I thought. "Yes. We did. Save you're questions; Yes it was a french kiss. And yes, it was a lasting kiss. Forging ahead...
"'Normally we don't actually have contradictory opinions about something,' I said, smiling, after the kiss broke.
"'Still haven't, really. I've just been mourning our separation longer, since I had definite reminders that it was going to happen. But, it's nothing to worry about, really. Even if we never see each other again, maybe we'll meet after the next absolute.' She laughed. 'I'll be waiting for you in Hell.'
"'Indeed, I doubt your life would expire first.'
"'Is that so? I'd ask if you're willing to bet, but it seems that the winner would get a rather useless prize. In stead--' She pulled the wallet out of my side pocket and jumped up, running towards the door. 'I'll take this! Normally, I doubt you'd care much, but I think I'll give this to Uwaki and tell her that its your present to her!'
"I growled and lunged for her. 'Don't you dare! Give that back, wench!'
"'Or what? You can't threaten me with Shuran. You have no idea where he lives!' She sped out.
"I went after her. 'Damnit! You call being abhorrent celebration?!'
"As I went down the hall, the last thing Kami-sama said to me went through my mind. 'Even pure evil can be empathetic to one they love.' Yeah, I thought, Empathetic. Pathetic with another couple of letters stamped onto it. Unfortunately, that's very descriptive of my position.
Another Voltaire reference (in fact, maybe two of them). Anyway, like Jin's swearing? "By the discovery of fermentation". Now that's something for those two to swear by! Anyway, look at me, typing this thing out when it's almost 4 am on a school night. Ah well. I doubt I'll be doing anything in class anyway. Maybe I'll bring a pillow to school...
