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[Croix was already at the Observation Deck when the fire pit appeared. ... Thanks for that. He probably would have had a slightly more comical reaction if he wasn't still a liiiittle on the angry side - as it was, he simply twitched, glared at it, and then looked around for any other changes in the room. And that scribbled message on the wall? Was definitely a change. Since then, he'd tried to make his way out, suspicious about what staying there could mean. No escape, huh? It figured.

So, he's been here. Pretty much just waiting for everyone else to show up. He's standing, arms crossed, leaning on his shoulder against the glass, and just looking out at the stars. Every once in a while, he glances back at that message on the wall.]

I think it's a safe guess that more trouble's on the way.

[And he is not looking forward to whatever is coming up next...]

((OoC: Do please come bother him! Or poke him via CAT if you're not quite there yet! Hell, if you want to mingle with others using this post, we can make this a mingle post. I don't care~ have at it, yo. o/))

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[behind that helmet, Wash just...blinks for a few moments, processing everything Croix just said. he's learned something of Croix's life back home, but...it seems he isn't the only one keeping things close to his chest.]

[slowly] I...see. That...was really random. And really isn't the kind of reply I expected when I asked about a message that says, "What have you done?" but I suppose you felt the need to answer me.

[jafskla]

I had to race against a Reyvateil hidden in a robot to the center of the fake Metafalica in order to save Luca's soul.
I blamed Lady Cloche for everything that the Grand Bell did to the IPDs.
I saw through the illusion of the Dreamy Fields and used that to get deeper inside the heart of the Tower.

[And right after that, he immediately holds up both hands and quickly adds:] Don't say it again! I-It's connected.

[just as quickly] I won't!

I... [he falls silent, reflecting on those surprising responses. but part of him...wonders about the validity of them.]

Croix, just how much of that is true? [he doesn't sound hesitant, suspicious, or even like he's judging Croix. it's merely a simple, concerned question.]

[While Wash is reflecting, Croix is closing his eyes and slowly counting to ten because he just does not know what to do right now. Ugh...

But, it's out now. No real reason to look the other way. He opens his eyes again and looks up at Washington]

Most of it is. [But there's one part he's pretty adamant about:] I didn't abandon Luca, though.

[Forgive the slightly nervous fidget. afjdskal He crosses his arms and leans against the wall again, hoping that will help.] I... also didn't blame Lady Cloche. I knew it had to be over her head. The rest, though... It's true.

[being told truths without any catch or, well, inheriting the memories of the events, is something of a rare event for Wash. yet learning these things like this still doesn't sit well with him.]

I see. I didn't think you would blame her. Despite her...[he paused, hunting for the right word]...personality, you've never said anything bad about her. The same is more than true for Luca. I never pegged you as someone who would abandon a friend, much less one you had feelings for.

[oh yeah, he's noticed. you don't spend all that time with a guy and not pick up on things.]

[Wash's pause while he tries to figure out his phrasing does win an amused look from Croix. Yeah, he knows, he travels the world with her. Oh, Lady Cloche...

Aaand then he gets to the part about Luca. And having feelings for her. ... He might be blushing a little. He shakes his head.]

Y-You say that so easily...

[Well, at least it means he's not asking about the, erm, heavier confessions. Yet.]

What? Am I wrong?

[Oh, he'll get there. He hasn't forgotten those.]

[Oh hey, the floor is very interesting! He's looking at it. He also rubs the back of his head. But when he looks up at Wash again, he's got a faint smile on his face.]

No. You're not. I guess I just... don't know how to say it.

[Yeah, yeah. He knows. Let him have some relief while he can, geez.]

Well, I'm not the one you should be telling your feelings to. I think Luca would like to hear them. [Speaking of...] She was worried about you.

[That makes him laugh, faintly.] She's always worried about me.

[..... Wait. ... !!]

You talked to her?

[Casually, as though he's talking about the weather] I did. I caught her transmission when random people were showing up around here for a day. I...told her I'd keep an eye on you for her.

[He's relieved to hear that she's not actually stuck somewhere here, though he's pretty damn sure if that were the case, he would have known about it by now. He just... shakes his head, and the fond little smile on his face won't go away just yet.]

I'm sure she was happy to hear that. ... I can't believe I missed a transmission like that, though.

I don't know if anyone else picked up on it or not. We still aren't completely sure how these CAT things work and why they've turned up in the places they have.

[But back to the point...] And yes, she was.

So. [He leans forward, lowering his voice a bit.] What was the rest of that stuff about? You had to save Luca's soul...and the only way you could do it is if you won a race? Did you Dive into Cocona? How long have you been working with the Grand Bell to do that to the Reyvateils?

[The last thing about the illusions and getting to the heart of the Tower doesn't quite seem as important to him, or at least it hasn't entered his line of questioning yet.]

[Yeah, there it is.]

I... guess I'll take this in order, huh?

[Croix takes a deep breath, but he doesn't look away and he's not planning on running - metaphorically, either.]

When Metafalica failed, we thought Luca died. It turns out that actually, her soul turned into the heart of the corrupted land, so to save her, we had to find it. [He shakes his head.] I don't know if I told you much about Jacqli or not, but she wanted the Heart of Gaea - Luca's soul - for herself. I had to get there first.

And... yeah. I Dived into Cocona. I didn't want to, but she insisted. ... Cocona is an IPD, and someone was hacking into the Infel Phira and reformatting everything. It would have killed her. ... It would have killed all of the IPDs. The only way to stop it was through Cocona's Cosmosphere.

[It's like these things get harder and harder to talk about... and the third point finally has him wincing, just slightly. But he's still not going anywhere.]

I'd been bringing in IPDs for containment since I got out of basic. [He sighs.] I... I didn't know. None of us did. We thought they were helping them and then returning them to their families. I still hated having to do it at all, but... we were told all of the best scientists and medics were working on finding a way to understand and stop the outbreaks. ... They weren't. They were experimenting on them instead. There was also a plan to find a way to make more IPDs, because of their potential power.

[He closes his eyes, thinking back to last year, when the two of them were in the maze-replication of the Sheriff's office.] ... So top secret that not even the knights knew everything that was going on.

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[He nods at all that. He can understand it all, and thankfully, he remembers what Croix has told him in the past. The last point, though... That sticks out for him.]

So when and how did you learn the truth? [He remembers talking about it very briefly with him in the past, but he hasn't pried since.]

It actually wasn't long before I ended up here. Luca convinced Lady Cloche to take us to the labs to try and find her long lost sister, Leyka. We saw the truth for ourselves. [He shakes his head.] I don't think even Lady Cloche knew the extent of what was going on, or she probably wouldn't have taken us there in the first place.

[Simply, as though it's easy for him to make a call about such things:] It was for the best that she did. Sometimes people just need to see the truth for themselves with their own eyes.

It's just never easy to handle.

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