When O.O.C. is A.O.K.

Reika

"After everything that has happened I dare say I am not," I say in a low, neutral tone of voice. A voice that is as close as I can be to manage to be civil with this . . . .female. "Nor with spaceflight now within reach for Earth I neither need or desire to be a doll for the Commander or any OTHER person, thanks!!"

She is right about me not being as I had been, though. Both mentally and physically, I am a different person now. Granted, I had been in the slow process of beginning to question the motivations of Commander Ikari before meeting up with Rei and my new family; I was no longer sure of what kind of man. What my mind absorbed (willingly and hungrily) from my sister showed me . . . what I had missed and had been missing. Lessons I took within and allowed to transform me.

I still look somewhat the same as before, but the coloration of my hair and eyes have changed. I am told that any future children . . .may also inherit such traits. I mean that unless the other "partner has blue hair and red eyes (rare colors indeed within the human race from the other reality my family resides in . . .unlike mine), the offspring shall not have it.

. . .

Pardon, I still am somewhat taken aback (pleasantly) when I was informed that I now was able to have children!! Before this transformation, in place of certain needed reproductive organs lay my S2 organ. I'd been sterile before, I should tell you. Not that I plan on . . .taking UP any activities which such should come into play (i.e. do not right NOW feel like getting impregnated . . . a bit too young for that for MY tastes, thanks).

But all that said I do believe you get the point. As they say: "Things have changed and so have I."

Yes, with the miraculous removal of the trauma I suddenly found myself shifting, the stagnant personality I had for so long suddenly shifting to something new in response! Thank God I'm no longer that . . . .person I'd been.

Thank God...

. . .

Nice to be "Out of character" from that . . . that condition I'd been straightjacketed into by Gendo. It had been so . . . empty and lonely. Cold. So cold....

Some changes are a blessing, I dare say!

Changes in people. Sigh, wish I could say the same thing for the Second Child here, but it appears she's as of yet to change some deeply held opinions of ME. Then again, she's not acting quiet as hateful as she had been last I remember, right after I had rescued her from the fifteenth Angel, Arael (aka the angel of birds).

"Ahh, heh. . . about that . . .," the Second Child mutters, having the good taste to at least look slightly embarrassed before her pride causes her to bristle up in anger. "Hey! What are you doing going up and listening in on private . . .!"

Sigh, so much for THAT hope!

Elrondir rolls his eyes in exasperation and then (none too playfully) punches Asuka's arm, drawing her ire away from me and upon himself. Gazing into the male elf's irritated copper colored eyes seems to drain some of the fight out of the bellicose pilot of Unit 02.

"She came over here to talk with you," Elrondir explained softly. "It was just . . . bad luck . . ."

And poor taste on her choice of wording, I mentally add to myself!

Strange, I do believe that this is the emotion that they call "anger"? Yep, it is! I have to wonder now why I bothered coming over here if all Asuka here can do is insult me even AFTER the return of her long lost mother.

" . . .that certain things--that I shall say should NOT have been said by certain parties --should have been overheard," Elrondir finishes, more than a bit of venom. "She had been coming OVER here to offer a flag of truce with you. Did you know that?"

1. "I never . . .Huh?" Asuka sputters, suddenly spinning and staring wide eyed at me. Hah, her screaming triad has suddenly derailed by Elrondir's last, thank YOU.

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