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The Magic of Giving

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[She's been hesitant to put out the message, but... She's not sure what to do, and she knows that trying to sort out everything by herself will probably just result in her messing everything up, as usual.

So, after some trepidation, a teary-eyed Hibiki shows up on the feed.]

U-umm... Norman-san is gone, if... If anyone was wondering why they can't contact him.

[She takes a small breath, steadying herself.]

He left everything to me, so... So I'll be taking care of Mary. But there's another thing he left behind, and I'm not really sure...

[She trails off before shaking her head and pointing the camera at what appears to be some kind of large robot.]

I... I don't know what to do with this, so... I thought it would be better if it went to somebody who does. So... If somebody would like to take it, I would be very grateful.

[Once again, she falls silent for a moment, but with nothing else to really say she decides to end the feed there. Rather than returning home right away, she curls up next to the foot of the robot, idly petting Mary while she waits to see if anyone responds.]

((OOC: The elven mecha is slated to go to Kaworu, but people are still free to bring it up! I'll just be tagging those as if they occurred after it was decided regardless of the actual order.))

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Huh? Umm...

Normal people, I guess...?

[It's perfectly normal to get annoyed when a child cries too much.]

Hate is a very strong word. And a very strong emotion, a very ugly emotion.

But that's just how it is, isn't it? When someone keeps doing something annoying, people start to hate them for it. Both adults and kids act like that.

If someone truly hates anyone for being "annoying" then the problem doesn't lie with the one being "annoying", but the one who hates them for it.

...It's not because the person deserves it? For continuing to act that way...

No. No. People don't just deserve to be hated!

[She jumps, not having expected him to suddenly exclaim like that.]

Eh--

[Was she wrong?]

[ He pauses, takes a deep breath and rubs his finger over his brow. ]

Have people told you they hate you, Hibiki?

Well, no...

Mostly they... didn't talk to me at all.

Well that's rubbish, I don't see why they wouldn't want to talk to you. But, so, what, you just assume they hate you? Who taught you to do that?

[She shakes her head.]

It's because I cried a lot. After a while, everyone just ignored me. I couldn't... even play with them.

That kind of thing... You'd have to hate someone to do that, wouldn't you?

No, you wouldn't. They're not right to do that, but it doesn't mean they hate you. Trust me. I know what hate looks like.

Then... what does hate look like?

[If it wasn't cutting a person away entirely, what else could there be?]

[ He sighs, heavy and weary. ]

In my universe, there's a species... A feared, horrifying, terrible species, alien, that goes by the name of Dalek. They used to be not very different from us, from you, humans, but there was a scientist who changed them. A Dalek is made, created, and what you do... is you subtract everything... compassionate. Love, sympathy, caring, mercy. You strip that away, and plant one single thought in their mind, one single core thought; Daleks are superior and everything else must be destroyed. They do not care for a single. Thing.

[ He punctuates the last two words with shakes of his finger. ]

Not even themselves.

Hatred looks like a Dalek. Hatred is... obsessive, it swallows you, strips you of everything you once were and leaves you an empty shell that hardly knows anything else.

[Her hands curl up as she clutches them near her chest, her expression growing more and more fearful as the Doctor continues. It really does sound terrifying...]

Wh-why...

Why would they do that...?

The Daleks... can't help themselves, I suppose.

[ He's silent for a decent while. ]

I think I've forgotten how tragic they are.

[ It takes him a moment of scrubbing his hand over his face and... sighing, before he sucks in a deep breath and gathers himself together. ]

What I'm saying is, people ignoring you... I know how it feels to... be an outcast, of sorts. But I think, if anything were to happen to you, they would notice, and they would care. And so, they don't hate you.

[That's... so deeply, horrifyingly sad to her. To be filled with nothing but hate, to have been made that way--

She's seen people consumed by hatred before, but that didn't mean she wanted bad things to happen to them. A bit of her heart goes out to those creatures, terrifying as they may be.

But as for the Doctor's words...]

I... don't think that's true, though. I know it's not.

[ He shakes his head. ]

People... Humans care, that's what you do, that's what's so wonderful about you. You... cry when you're happy, you lash out when you're scared, you can do anything in the name of love. And if you hear about a stranger dying, you get sad, and you have quiet minutes and memorials and... If someone in your life, even if you've never really talked or even thought to look at that someone twice, if they die... You don't just... not notice.

[And she shakes her own head in response.]

I--

Had to leave. They didn't need me, so... I couldn't stay at home.

[She hadn't seen the reaction for herself, but... She doesn't think it's likely that anyone noticed, or if they did, they particularly cared.]

And what was home?

[Ah…]

Where I used to live…?

[Isn’t that what a home is?]

I mean the people. What were they like? What did they mean to you?

Like my parents?

I... wanted to stop crying. They always got mad when I cried, and I didn't want to... make them like that.

So you left them.

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