PRIVATE MEETINGS

[andexecutioner]

If you'd like to have a private meeting with the Adjudicator, this is where you should go! The Adjudicator is available at almost all hours of the day; just knock and he'll answer.

Comments are screened for privacy; no eavesdropping, that's rude.

Comments

[glaciates]

[So. That sure was a thing that happened with Chitoge, but Isaac's reason for visiting at ungoldly o'clock in the morning on Thursday actually doesn't have anything to do with that.

(He has a lot of thoughts on that and none of them are good, but ultimately he can't blame Juri for it? If someone had tried to kill him, he would have retaliated in a similar way, and that's partially why Mallick's death is still fucking him up—)

Anyway, Isaac doesn't bother knocking, he just lets himself in and shuts the door behind him. There's no hesitation when he approaches and he drops something on the desk (not in the way of anything Juri's doing because he's not that much of an asshole). It's a military file and it's already opened to the page with Isaac's picture clipped to it.]

I've got some questions for you. About this and the weird dreams we've been having.

[He doesn't sound angry or upset, just sort of blank.]

[andexecutioner]

[Well, Juri is awake, at least, and looking less rough than he was before; it's taken him almost a day to recover, but he's. functioning. His breathing is decidedly more even and less labored, and that unnatural flush from earlier seems to be gone; he's got a couple of decks of cards out on the desk in front of him and it looks like he's playing a game of some sort, though it's a bit difficult to tell what. Either way, he's turning cards over idly when Isaac comes in, and he only glances briefly at the file before returning his attention to the game.]

I can't guarantee I'll have answers for you, but I'm not going to stop you from asking.

Go ahead.

[glaciates]

[Well, it's probably good that he's not dying. Probably.]

Yeah, that's what I thought.

First of all, can you tell me if this thing is real? Is this something from Amestris?

[andexecutioner]

It probably wouldn't be here if it wasn't.

[glaciates]

Probably? Did you put it in that machine?

[andexecutioner]

It ended up in there because of me, yeah.

[glaciates]

Okay, but you can't confirm if it's real or not?

[...]

Is it because you don't know?

[andexecutioner]

You'd know better than I would.

[glaciates]

...Alright, I guess you can't or won't tell me. About the dreams... Are they really memories?

[andexecutioner]

To my knowledge, yeah, they are.

You all came here with some stuff to work through, let's put it that way.

[glaciates]

Stuff to work through...

[He laughs then, but it's hardly an amused sound.]

Some of us more than others, I guess.

[If Juri can be believed, of course. But that answer came a lot easier than he expected it to.]

So is all of this going to make sense in time? Because right now I'm missing seven years' worth of memories and it's kind of screwing me up a bit.

[andexecutioner]

Yeah. It might take a while, but everything will definitely make sense eventually. I've never seen a case where it hasn't.

[glaciates]

Okay.

[Isaac relaxes at that. Trusting Juri is a bad idea, but that... it helps, somehow.]

I don't like the idea that this file's true and I really am missing seven years, but if things'll make sense... I'll deal with it.

[He picks up the file and starts toward the door, but he pauses once he's there.]

...Thanks. For telling me all that.

[andexecutioner]

Don't mention it; anytime.