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[Oct. 14th, 2007|08:39 pm] |
" 'But oh, beamish nephew, beware of the day,/If your Snark be a Boojum! For then/You will softly and suddenly..." the Cheshire Cat recites, breaking off when it notices it has company. It's sunning itself, draped belly-up over a parapet of the castle, but with an unsettling upside down smile it vanishes and then reappears on the bridge, just to one side of where the transformation took place.
Katou lifts his head a little when he hears someone talking. He had thought death was going to be much quieter than this. He’s bandaged and his head’s bleeding, his leather clothes ripped pretty much to shreds, and his biomechanical arm is laying at his side, but it seems as though he has enough energy to look around a little.
"Well, h-hi there!" says a squeaky voice. Mickey, beaming, is coming up the bridge from the direction of the central plaza. "It's great to see you again! And isn't it a beautiful day!" He draws in a breath and seems to be a millisecond from zipadee-doo-dahing when the castle's portcullis rattles slightly and drops half an inch. He glances over his shoulder. "Cut it out, fellas! Just a minute..." He pats his newly appeared pockets.
Katou jumps a little when he hears Mickey’s voice, and then turns. There’s a memory tugging from the back of his mind, and then he realizes it’s Mickey mouse. “To see me again?” Katou asks. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you before.” He frowns a little, realizing that he can’t really remember much of anything. “Have I?”
"If you were a book," asks the Cheshire Cat, apparently apropos nothing, "what book would you be?"
Katou can’t help but laugh at that a little bit. “I don’t really read,” he answers. He looks at the cat, frowns a little trying to place it, and then shrugs. “Looks like Alice in Wonderland right now, don’t it?”
Mickey has extracted his notebook, and clears his throat. "'Boxers or briefs?'" he reads aloud, and promptly blushes redder than a fire truck.
“Nothing,” Katou says, raising his eyebrow. “Listen, I thought you was a child’s cartoon character. Is that really appropriate?”
"Here's another," says Mickey. "List three things you'd do if you ruled the world."
Katou closes his eyes and tilts his head back so it’s facing the sun. He didn’t think he’d ever see it again. He was given the choice of reincarnation, and he chose to pass it up. He remembers that, strangely enough, despite the fact that he doesn’t even remember his own name.
“I’d make everyone be happy,” he says, because that is Se-chan’s dream, and Katou’s only dream right now is to let Se-chan’s dreams come true. “And I’d make incest legal, I guess. I don’t really know what else. And I’d make it so I didn’t have to go to school no more, and I wouldn’t give Kira back his CD.”
The Cat's eyes seem to be wandering in opposite directions. It says, "Is reality best described as (a) an absolute, not reducible to the sum of its parts, (b) the material or phenomenal world, as presented to us through our experiences, (c) fundamentally unknowable, (d) all of the above - please elaborate - or (e) fish?"
Katou pauses for a moment, seriously considering the question. “I don’t’ know what none of that means,” he answers after a while. “And I’m sure it’s not just because of the head injury or the fact that I can’t remember nothing. So I’m gonna say fish.”
Mickey raises one white-gloved hand as though measuring his own height. "Are you tall enough to go on this ride?"
Katou looks up at Mickey’s hand, then snorts. “What ride? Whatever, it don’t matter. I’m sure if I could stand I would be.” |
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