x - 0002 [The Beginning]

[call_me_spooky]

We seek to persuade ourselves that the fabric of time and space is whole; we speak, if at all, of a tear, as though some fundamental, solid reality has been violated. A wound through which we pass out of our rightful world into some other space, some other time; another world.
And yet, in spite of all evidence to the contrary, we want to believe that this fabric is tightly-woven and in and of itself, inviolate. This place makes me wonder, though; are there cracks through which we've slipped, somehow passing in between the warp and the woof into this City? Perhaps the weave is not so fine; stories, images, lives trickle from one to another, distorted and reflected, as we've fallen through into this one.

My name is Fox Mulder. I ended up here yesterday, and I've already been told I'm stuck. So... Might as well get the practical stuff dealt with-- I need a place to live. Couch is fine if no one's got an extra bedroom. I don't take up much space since I've got nothing with me. Happy to start paying my share of rent once I get a job. I don't mind rooming with people who think I'm fictional, provided you promise to be gentle with the existential crises.

Which, uh, brings me to the other matter. I guess I'm probably going to apply to join the police here, and they'd like a couple of letters of reference if it's possible. Which I guess, under the circumstances, it might be. So, does anyone want to recommend me to them? Only the nice stuff, please.

Comments

[wishyuumay.livejournal.com]

Ara~ but why must it be a tear or a crack~? Perhaps you have just discovered a different segment of the grand tapestry.

[call_me_spooky]

I think I'd have to question the sanity of the weaver, then.

[wishyuumay.livejournal.com]

Oh~? Because you cannot understand it?

[call_me_spooky]

Because I think the design leaves something to be desired.

[wishyuumay.livejournal.com]

You say that like you have seen the entire design, Mulder-san.

[call_me_spooky]

I'm just disappointed that more of it isn't visible.

[wishyuumay.livejournal.com]

In that case, perhaps you will enjoy your time here. As a learning experience~ &hearts

[call_me_spooky]

It seems to have its charms, but I've never been a fan of being held against my will.

You have me at a disadvantage here; I've introduced myself, but I didn't catch your name.

[wishyuumay.livejournal.com]

There are sacrifices that must be made if we wish to obtain something else, ne~

Ah~ you must forgive me; you can call me Yuuko, Ichihara Yuuko.

[call_me_spooky]

I'm not sure, yet, if the cost is worth what's gained. I guess time will tell.

A pleasure, Yuuko.

[wishyuumay.livejournal.com]

Nothing is for certain until the end of the story, after all. And hitsuzen will allow us to see it when it will.

Likewise, Mulder-san~

[ooc: FYI canonly, Yuuko infomods like a mofo, but only for herself. How much are you comfy with her knowing about Mulder? 8D She won't spill it to anyone else, but she might use it to up the spooky factor sometimes in conversations.]

[call_me_spooky]

Hitsuzen? Who or what might that be?

[ooc: as much as you like. xD he's already met some x-philes here, haha... the show's too well-known to keep his fourth wall pristine. :3 ♥ and i like the brain-breaking. XD]

[wishyuumay.livejournal.com]

Hitsuzen. Noun: fate or that which is foreordained. A series of inevitabilities.

To that effect reads most modern Japanese dictionaries; it is not entirely accurate, but such are the limits of language.

[ooc: Excellent. >D I imagine Yuuko was a great fan of the show, actually. >3]

[call_me_spooky]

Gotcha. Though, I've never been entirely persuaded by the concept of fate... I can't accept the idea that my choices aren't choices.

I guess we'll have to wait for the story to play out, and compare notes.

[wishyuumay.livejournal.com]

Over drinks and snacks~!

[call_me_spooky]

Drinks and snacks at the end. Works for me.

It's a deal.