[No, really, it's not like he hates the guy or anything, he just finds him kind of annoying; at the same time, schadenfreude is everybody's friend right now, let's put it that way.]
[ Is it snowing tonight? It might be snowing tonight.
... But it's tonight where she drives up to Albert's place, gets to the door... and knocks. No sunglasses on but definitely in a big puffy coat thing. ]
[The general arrangement of cars here would indicate that Jaeger is still here; however, it's as Wesker said - he's nowhere in sight when Wesker opens the door, and unlike Elda he does very much still have his sunglasses on, despite the hour and the general darkness.]
[...I mean. There's a reason for them now, at least.]
Of course.
[He'll move aside to let her in; he's got the lights down reasonably low in here, actually, just so she's not coming in to the damn things blaring in her face.]
[ Kei closes up his shop for the evening. It is so that he can have a private chat with someone that he both knows and doesn't know. Noah Isaac was a person that he received supplies from his store; he knows him well enough to feel their relationship is positive. Albert Wesker is not someone that he knows yet. ]
[ His head cocks to the side. ] Social obligations tell me that I should not say that, but I feel like I should warn you not to say it is a pleasure when we haven't truly talked to one another yet. [ He smiles -- it is an empty smile that does not reach his eyes. The kind seen by retail workers on a long, unending shift. And unfortunately, it is one of the few smiles that he has to give people. ]
Please have a seat. You have, well, the choice of the entire restaurant. [ Which is what -- the "bar" area where one sits on stools or the few booths against the wall. ]
I've found that the differences between discussions with those on the network and discussions with those off of it aren't as vast as others like to think.
[But then, Kei isn't the only one here who's a little on the ontologically weird side. Maybe it makes more of a difference to other people; maybe it doesn't and everyone is hysterical over nothing. Who knows.
Either way, he'll choose to settle in one of those booths against the wall; it's less out in the open, less...sitting with one's back to the room.
...And yes, he is absolutely wearing sunglasses indoors, because he's a fucking tool like that apparently.]
There's something pleasing to know about that, Albert Wesker. [ And he still has his tic where he calls people by their full name from time-to-time. So, there is that. ]
Indeed, how I act publicly is not so different than how I act privately. [ He walks slowly forward, headed toward the booth that Wesker has chosen. Kei glances at the sunglasses but doesn't say anything beyond giving him a bemused look. ] I find it tiring to have to act too differently. But it may be that I have gotten old enough that it is acceptable for me to have little difference between the two "faces" as it were.
[ And he sits down. ] Were you unhappy being Noah Isaacs?
[...That's an interesting way of phrasing that, isn't it.]
It's a name I've been disinterested in keeping for a while now, before the network. I was given the name "Albert Wesker" some time ago, as a means for facilitating that.
My family life was unpleasant; it's a means of distancing myself from that, no more and no less.
[And that's highly clinical and straightforward, really; he shrugs a bit, as though it isn't really a thing - from the sound of it, maybe it isn't. At the same time, again, not really something one wants to yell about on the network.]
A means to separate yourself from your family and see who you could be unattached to them? [ He words the answer he received differently, making sure that he understands it. ]
I don't find anything wrong with that, of course. It is not my decision and I have no right to judge you. I suppose I merely wish to understand. I spoke with someone who felt like they were two people in one body due to the memories he was being flooded with, and I told him what I will tell you... you are yourself. [ Kei explains, as he places his hands on the table and interlaces his fingers. ]
There are no two people. There is only ever "you." You get to decide who you are. All memories and all experiences help us to decide these things... you are merely given more to choose from. [ The same hollow smile appears. ] So I am glad that you have chosen to be happy.
[He'll take in all of that without saying anything, just letting Kei talk without trying to interrupt him; Wesker's always been on the quieter side anyway, it's just kind of how he tends to be, though it's rather obvious that he is, in fact, listening to everything.
And once all of that is out there, he tips his head a little in acknowledgement; he more tha gets it, honestly.]
That's been the discussion I've had with people before, actually - whether those people in our memories are truly us and what their actions mean for us now, and how that relates to and impacts what we deserve in this life. It's an interesting topic, and the conclusion I've come to is largely the same as yours.
The memories I'm receiving simply give me more context with regards to the person I used to be; the person I am now is ultimately going to be the result of those memories coming to their logical conclusion. I don't believe myself to be changing into a different person, so much as I am coming to a full understanding of the person I've always been.
Happiness is a choice I've decided to pursue in this life; I didn't have the opportunity to in the life that I've been recalling.
[ It is good to know more people think as he does. He wonders what sort of memories that he will be receiving. His eyes dart to the side as he wonders if happiness is something that he could feel. The emptiness that he has felt is something that has plagued him for decades, but could he have memories of happiness in another life? Kei won't lie to himself in saying that he is not interested, but ultimately, he agrees with Wesker's point of view.
There is no changing into a different person. No one changes into someone different. Everyone is themselves. If they want to change, change always a slow and arduous task, but here they have the chance to simply have the experiences to become. They could become someone new, stay the same, or meld. But no one is never not themselves. ]
Not in the one that you're recalling... and not in the one that you've lived up to until now, either? I'm sorry that life has not been kind to you. I suppose I should have asked you more questions about yourself, or sought to find out more, but I didn't. [ A beat. ] There was no malicious intent behind my not asking. I didn't do it so that I wouldn't be closer to you. I didn't do it because I only wanted something from you, and did not desire to know you reasons for giving me anything so freely.
It wasn't out of fear or disgust of what I could find out. [ So what was it? ] It was that I didn't want you to find out anything about me. I have a set of obligations that I follow. If I probe into someone, I feel it only fair to have them probe back. Most don't seem to understand this, but [ And somehow his smile feels a little more genuine. ] you always felt like someone who would understand.
I felt Noah Isaacs would not like Kei Shigaraki, and so I decided business partners was best. But Albert Wesker seems like someone that I could talk to easily. Do you feel the same?
[You know what, this is weirdly fine. Wesker's always had a tendency to surround himself with people who enjoy hearing themselves talk, or at the very least those that need to hear themselves talk to sort out whatever's going on in their head. He's never been one of them - his thoughts remain where they belong - but that doesn't mean that he's disinterested in hearing the thoughts of those that are; this sort of discussion is different to what he's used to, but it's good. It isn't Jaeger's flippant behavior and it isn't Elda's probing, it's just an exchange of ideas in its bluntest sense and sometimes that's something that everyone kind of needs in their life.
...That said, Kei is still a fucking weirdo. But we're all fucking weirdos here, and when everyone is fucking weird, no one is.]
[ He chuckles to himself, as he catches the joke. ]
But then, you don't believe that you're saved? Or still debating it? [ Kei gives a small jerk of his head to the side. ] Back on the app, you had mentioned that there are many that believe all of this will lead to salvation.
[ He hums. ] I don't know if happiness is the same as salvation for me. But I suppose I have prattled on enough. I called you here, but I also am curious about what you would like to talk about, too. [ He pulls his hands apart to gesture to the man. ] If we only speak on what I want to speak on, I fear you will be quite bored.
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