haruhi suzumiya → catch-all (season of ripening)

[uncommonsense]

WHO: Haruhi Suzumiya, open!
WHEN: May & June (Season of Ripening)
WHERE: Forget-Me-Not Barracks, Primavain, Belamour Bridge, and more!
WHAT: She awakens.
WARNINGS: Her memories are incredibly CW-free. One of these threads gets kinda spicy towards the end of it. Look for the fox. UPDATE: Gold Ship.

Prompts below, closed prompts available on request! Some even not on request!

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[tas]

[Not...really what he was expecting...

He's so taken aback by the suddenness of her reaction that he doesn't connect the dots about memories immediately. After a moment of quiet staring, he presses the cloth against his arm demonstratively.]

...it's cold, Haruhi.

[uncommonsense]

[ ...it's tough to remember sometimes. as... sweet and cute as this person in front of her is, he used to be something else. something colder and mechanical. she knows soundwave was thirty feet tall, but she couldn't even comprehend how big sonic was.

everything looked like ants. and they were going to be killed.

what does she even say to him?

... ]

You... can shoot fire.

[ the first thing that comes to mind. not admonishing, nor approving. just, stating a fact, like pointing out the color of his hair. ]

[tas]

...

[Metal had told Ai that he was honest with people for a reason. That if he was forthright about his intentions, his past...what he was...then people knew what they were getting into. They wouldn't have any right to complain, if anything like this were to occur.

So why, when he realizes what Haruhi is alluding to, does he get this weird pull in his chest?

Whatever it is, he pushes it back down. He answers in his same, even keel...

No. Maybe it's a little more than that. It sounds more like the way he was the day they met.]

We already had this discussion.

[That day they ran together.]

[uncommonsense]

I know, I know.

[ he... sounds so distant again. it feels so harsh. ]

It's... just another thing to see it. To feel...

[ what would she even consider that feeling to be...? ]

Cold.

[tas]

...yes. You have seen me for what I am; let the lie of this organic form fade.

[It's been strange, really. One thing he took for granted is he hasn't seen anyone look at him like that since he arrived.

Of course, as far as his ego went, it meant that the people who pissed him off didn't have anything to fear.

But generally...

("You thought you could defeat me? By turning yourself into a monster?")]

That is me. The monster I proudly call myself.

[uncommonsense]

[ ugh. she... keeps running into this. she coughs to try and clear her throat, a small amount of frustration in her heart. ]

The monster you'll be when you leave Rosavelle.

[ as nice as it's been to hang out with sonic and get to teach him about friendship, it was this terrifying reminder.

he's a villainous robot who wants to kill his enemies. ]

[tas]

The monster I remain. Standing before you.

[He should stop. Archer told him this kind of talk would scare people off, but he can't bring himself to do it.

Not because he's enjoying it, either.]

Are you afraid of me?

[uncommonsense]

[ she's conflicted. she has to think about what to say, because she wants to dance around the answer. ]

...I'm afraid of what I saw. Afraid that... you'll have to fight like that again.

[ that either those heroes would get hurt, or that metal... ]

...but the you I see in front of me? No. I'm not afraid of you.

[tas]

[...he tries to push down the relief he feels when she says that, too.

He isn't really succeeding.]

I will fight. I will fight him as many times as is necessary. So long as his friends stand alongside him, then they will fall before me as well.

[uncommonsense]

Mm. That's just how it is, I guess.

[ she doesn't know the easiest way to differentiate the two, but ultimately, she shouldn't. they're the same being, just one has an organic body.

...haruhi sighs and tries to clear her throat again, before taking another sip of the tea he made her. ]

...I'm getting sleepy. I'm going back to sleep in a moment.

[tas]

[He stands up to retrieve his jacket, as well as pulling the bag he'd brought with him over to the foot of her bed.]

...

[He almost looks like he's going to say something, but—]

Goodbye, Haruhi.

[Whatever it is, it's gone now.]

🎬

[uncommonsense]

Bye.

[ ...

whatever this bitter feeling is, whatever's getting her to cough up more petals (geraniums...?), she's hoping she'll get over it with some sleep.

...and, with a conversation later. ]