thecapitol | Carry on

Who| Shion and open
What| Shion wakes up after death
Where| Tribute tower and then round the city
When| Late week two, after Shion wakes up
Warnings/Notes| Mentions of arena, also No.6 spoilery creepy stuff

Shion didn't think he would ever get used to waking up after being killed. The fear and pain then waking up as good as new on a metal cot. In a different body if Wesker was correct, a cloned body, not the body that had gone through the arena at all. One that had not struggled or died, starved or froze. Broken bodies disposed of like old clothes but the memories remained.

So was it just their memories that made a person? Did the body not matter? Safu had still been Safu, even when she was just a projection, just the brain kept alive by machines, not even part of the body anymore. Fused with Elyurius.

He had left her, there was no way to save her. But... she was still Safu and she would have still felt. That and this were technology that could do so much good. Horribly injured people, people in tragic accidents, people whose bodies were so badly damaged. The ability to keep the brain alive without need of the body and transfer consciousness. Yet both No. 6 and this city were not using it for good. They were using it to hurt or for entertainment.

He remained silent, only answering questions until he was let go. He was tempted just to curl up on his bed, hide under the covers and pretend the last week hadn't happened. But it had. And his friends were still in there. And they needed help, he was pretty useless to them inside the arena but outside. He could help there.

Play to your strengths, he was never going to get far in the arena. He was weak, he didn't know how to fight, the rules of the world that he knew could be bent and changed. That had been proven this time, food that he knew was safe making them sick.

He refused to kill. But he could help them from the outside. They needed sponsors.

So he didn't hide. He got dressed in the most comfy clothes he could find and left his room. He might not be as good an actor as Nezumi but he could try.

So he was smiling as he went down into the lounge and sat watching the feed of the games, making notes in his book. Which of his friends needed the most help, and even those that he didn't know. Those that were struggling. Taking note of the arena, all the parts he had missed whilst being in it. Including the fact that many mentors were in there.

Later he walked round the city, watching people. Taking note of their reactions as they watched the games on the screens that were everywhere. He needed all the information he could get.

Really he didn't have much of a plan, but he only knew that he could not continue the way he was, being nothing but a burden. He had to fight this, and for now he could do it by helping his friends. He also listened because even in No. 6 there had been those that sighed, not so convinced that their city was perfect. Surely there had to be such here as well, and he was just not looking carefully enough.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"I think many do, but in there we have limited choices." Suzaku looked down, it was better to be able to help people here, though he felt bad about being out of danger when others were still in it.

Ian sighed. "We do." There would be more choices if only everyone agreed to them, but quite aside from the fact that it would never happen, there was no way to talk about it in public without being overheard. "If everyone had the same preference the arena would be quite different, I think."

"I think so too." He looked down, he was glad there were at least some like minded people around. And he knew that those that did kill mostly did out of desperation.

"I'm making a list... but I need to work out who needs things the most." He wasn't sure how many sponsors he could convince to help.

"That's a good idea." Ian could make a mental list at any rate. "It's a pity the mentors are in there too. They'd be the best people to tell us who needs things and doesn't already have sponsors."

Shion nodded, "Yes... most of the mentors aren't here, that makes it harder." But even more important that they try and help people, because they no longer had mentors fighting for them.

"They probably need help too..."

"Maybe more than most, since they're rusty at this. Or they need less help because they've won before, so they know how to not die." They'd find out which was true by watching the feed. At least there was a way to know what was happening in there.

"But they've only done it once. They might have won but they were only against twenty three people, not as many as are in now. And many in the arena have fought in arena three or four or even more times."

He looked back to the television and held out some paper in case Ian wanted to take notes as well.

"True," he agreed and took the paper. He was quiet for a while while he watched and made notes.

((OOC: That might be a good place to end, with both of them watching the TV and making notes.))

Shion smiled at him and sat back down, concentrating and trying to drown out the commentary.

Carry on

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

Sounds good!