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" 'But oh, beamish nephew, beware of the day,/If your Snark be a Boojum! For then/You will softly and suddenly..." the Cheshire Cat recites, breaking off when it notices it has company. It's sunning itself, draped belly-up over a parapet of the castle, but with an unsettling upside down smile it vanishes and then reappears on the bridge, just to one side of where the transformation took place.

Katou lifts his head a little when he hears someone talking. He had thought death was going to be much quieter than this. He’s bandaged and his head’s bleeding, his leather clothes ripped pretty much to shreds, and his biomechanical arm is laying at his side, but it seems as though he has enough energy to look around a little.

"Well, h-hi there!" says a squeaky voice. Mickey, beaming, is coming up the bridge from the direction of the central plaza. "It's great to see you again! And isn't it a beautiful day!" He draws in a breath and seems to be a millisecond from zipadee-doo-dahing when the castle's portcullis rattles slightly and drops half an inch. He glances over his shoulder. "Cut it out, fellas! Just a minute..." He pats his newly appeared pockets.

Katou jumps a little when he hears Mickey’s voice, and then turns. There’s a memory tugging from the back of his mind, and then he realizes it’s Mickey mouse. “To see me again?” Katou asks. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you before.” He frowns a little, realizing that he can’t really remember much of anything. “Have I?”

"If you were a book," asks the Cheshire Cat, apparently apropos nothing, "what book would you be?"

Katou can’t help but laugh at that a little bit. “I don’t really read,” he answers. He looks at the cat, frowns a little trying to place it, and then shrugs. “Looks like Alice in Wonderland right now, don’t it?”

Mickey has extracted his notebook, and clears his throat. "'Boxers or briefs?'" he reads aloud, and promptly blushes redder than a fire truck.

“Nothing,” Katou says, raising his eyebrow. “Listen, I thought you was a child’s cartoon character. Is that really appropriate?”

"Here's another," says Mickey. "List three things you'd do if you ruled the world."

Katou closes his eyes and tilts his head back so it’s facing the sun. He didn’t think he’d ever see it again. He was given the choice of reincarnation, and he chose to pass it up. He remembers that, strangely enough, despite the fact that he doesn’t even remember his own name.

“I’d make everyone be happy,” he says, because that is Se-chan’s dream, and Katou’s only dream right now is to let Se-chan’s dreams come true. “And I’d make incest legal, I guess. I don’t really know what else. And I’d make it so I didn’t have to go to school no more, and I wouldn’t give Kira back his CD.”

The Cat's eyes seem to be wandering in opposite directions. It says, "Is reality best described as (a) an absolute, not reducible to the sum of its parts, (b) the material or phenomenal world, as presented to us through our experiences, (c) fundamentally unknowable, (d) all of the above - please elaborate - or (e) fish?"

Katou pauses for a moment, seriously considering the question. “I don’t’ know what none of that means,” he answers after a while. “And I’m sure it’s not just because of the head injury or the fact that I can’t remember nothing. So I’m gonna say fish.”

Mickey raises one white-gloved hand as though measuring his own height. "Are you tall enough to go on this ride?"

Katou looks up at Mickey’s hand, then snorts. “What ride? Whatever, it don’t matter. I’m sure if I could stand I would be.”


((Katou, this time from post series. Meaning he's somewhat different than how he was before, and he's not going to remember anything that had ever happened in the park.

The shape Katou's in right now is something like this, please excuse the text on there, I don't have a clean copy on me right now.

To see how his biomechanical arm attaches to the rest of his body, check out here

Date: 2007-10-28 05:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whistlingwizard.livejournal.com
Fay offered him the cheesecake, then, and held his other hand out for the sandwich's plate. "I am very lucky to have heard such wisdom, oh Great Katou-sama."

Date: 2007-10-28 07:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whistlingwizard.livejournal.com
"I'm sure," Fay replied, returning the grin. "I like making sweet things, especially with chocolate. Kuro-rin says he doesn't like them, but I think he's lying, and even if he won't eat them lots of other people will."

Date: 2007-10-28 07:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whistlingwizard.livejournal.com
"I keep telling him he's lying," Fay said immediately, glad someone was agreeing with him on this, "but he keeps insisting he doesn't like sweet things! Or milk, but he isn't lying about that one." He smiled. "Thank you, Katou-kun."

Fay shook his head. "Chii doesn't eat," he explained. "She's some kind of... well, we're not sure what she is, but she doesn't eat or drink."

Date: 2007-10-28 08:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whistlingwizard.livejournal.com
"... No," said Fay, though truth be told he didn't know what an anorexic was. "Something not human."

Date: 2007-10-28 08:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whistlingwizard.livejournal.com
Fay shrugged. "Well, whatever she is, she's our Chii. She's very sweet and helpful. She helped me make that chocolate cake," he added, radiating proud motherhood.

Date: 2007-10-28 09:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whistlingwizard.livejournal.com
"I taught her," Fay explained. "Chii wanted to help her Mommy, so I taught her how to cook and clean - not that we need to do it here, she just likes being helpful."

He clapped his hands. "I'd like that~!" Fay trilled. "It's been a while since I saw the two of them."

Date: 2007-10-28 09:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whistlingwizard.livejournal.com
"I haven't much business to not stay out of, lately," Fay chuckled. "There's plenty of drama in the park that's much more interesting in silly me."

Date: 2007-10-28 09:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whistlingwizard.livejournal.com
Fay waved a hand dismissively at that. "No, they're not allowed to," he replied. "There's... I wouldn't call them arguments, but some people don't like each other, and there's arguments, and developing relationships, and sometimes the park does this thing where you have to act or speak in a certain way. The last one was a day when everyone started speaking like pirates, and before that there were these bottles and cakes all around the park that made you shrink or grow larger. There was another one where you had to sing." He smiled. "It can be quite eventful here, Katou-nyao."

Date: 2007-10-28 11:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whistlingwizard.livejournal.com
The mage shook his head. "No. If you try to break anything, it just sort of... grows back. The rides don't stop. It's hard to tell if time exists here, either."

He looked at Katou sympathetically, being able to relate to a dislike of forced behaviour. "It's not very pleasant, no, but at least you're not made to do anything embarrassing or dangerous." (Fay had not, of course, heard of what Bobba Fett and Rae had been forced into on that pirate day (http://community.livejournal.com/dizzy_land/167308.html?thread=9650572#t9650572)).

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