Being stubborn can only get you so far, take a deep breath and go.

[weiss_tank]

[Morning, Action for the house]

[Ken wakes up, and thankfully before he's awake his muscle memory forces him downstairs to make breakfast before he thinks of anything.  His drone mind somewhat rationalizes it by doing it as a treat for poor, over worked Miakis instead of being self defense from her cooking.

Wait, treat? He always cooks.

No, that's the wife's job sport, now go call the kids.]

[Afternoon house and outside]

[After his conversation with Nina, he goes to the one thing he can't rationalize away. He fights to remember where they are and the fact that they exist, but he does eventually make it to the cupboard that holds his bugnuks.

Deal with that drone Ken. You own claw gloves, you can't explain that. 

His hands shakes, and he heads outside to study them in peace, trying to keep a hold of him self as Ken Hidaka, Siberian, instead of Ken Hidaka, retail clerk and father to two. He's fought off Sister's killer programing, he can fight this off.]

[Night time watching any and all public fireworks]

[Ken loves fireworks, the bright lights and the sounds, but part of him is twitchy and he can't keep the association with gunshots and blood out of his head. He knows he's a murderer, but he's never killed anyone....has he?  He's starting to loose it here.]

[[ooc: Ken is at 50% droning and it's setting him on edge. Feel free to poke and drive further off the deep end.]]

Comments

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Hah, you're my little monster girl. [He'll just kiss the tip of her tongue.]

[sting-like-a.livejournal.com]

[Miakis takes that as an invitation to kiss him properly~]

...Hmm, are you sure you should be calling your girlfriend a monster?

[pause]

Wife, I mean. Right?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

It certainly feels like we're still dating sometimes...[His wife, his lovely wife...mother to his two kids...He loved her, stretch marks and all.

Wait. She doesn't have stretch marks.]

[sting-like-a.livejournal.com]

[YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT SHE DOESN'T]

Doesn't it? You make me feel young again~

[But she is young. Barely 24, certainly not old enough to be the mother of two teenagers...

She sighs and holds her head in her hands.]

No, no, that's not right, either...

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken made a concerned noise and her and put his arm around her shoulders.]

It's gonna be ok love...everything is going to be fine. [Partially he says this to reassure himself too.]

[sting-like-a.livejournal.com]

We're not married! [She all but yells this, as if to convince herself.] We've only known each other for a year. We met when I came back to Mayfield after I got to go home... home. That's Falena, not this place, but I keep forgetting...

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

We're not...of course we...

No. No you're right we aren't! I'm from fuckin' Tokyo, not the states!

[sting-like-a.livejournal.com]

And we're all being held captive here -- we've been trying to find a way out for ages!

[Oh, don't be silly, why would anyone want to leave Mayfield?]

The town's just messing with us again, right...?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Right...[But that moment of certainty is gone and he's back to being unsure. Still, it's pretty nice with Miakis just next to him so he'll make sure to keep a hold on her.]

[sting-like-a.livejournal.com]

This is so confusing... Why can't I remember?

[But regardless of whether it's her real self or the drone in control, her fondness for Ken is the only thing that stays even remotely the same, so she's okay with staying like this for a while.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

I don't know...I wish I could tell you. [His voice is soft and he leans his head against hers.]

[sting-like-a.livejournal.com]

That's all right~ It'll be better tomorrow, won't it? That's how it always is. Just have to tough it out.

[Her own voice is low, distant, like she's not sure she believes what she says. But she just leans into him, trembling, trying to think of anything but the clashing memories in her head.]