Rekindle Network

[Kaworu is sitting at a terminal, again in the common room of his building, and he seems as content as ever. He's also... somewhat poorly dressed, bearing a lovely array of colors which just don't go together. Dark greens, mild oranges, a random smatter of beige... He has what looks like a purple handkerchief tied around his upper arm, too. Kaworu, please.

He says, easily,] Good afternoon. For anyone listening, I wanted to pose a question. I've been enjoying the media center here; it is a good source of wonder. In particular, I've been very pleased with the music that I've found. Though, something's stood out to me: there is no music that I am familiar with from where I came from. Given the great prominence of Bach and Beethoven and Handel, even after hundreds of years, it's very certain that this place is wholly separate. More importantly, [in his opinion,] the only way I can reconnect with that music now is to reminisce on it myself. Or to play some of it myself. Further into town, there's a music shop which houses instruments, and they've indulged me a few times. Still, I've found immeasurable joy in experiencing the new music this place has to offer.

What I'm wondering, then, is if any of you - from different places, since there seem to be so many - have any songs you'd like to share. I'd be pleased to learn them. If you'd care to sing, I think it would be good. It would bring great happiness to all of us, isn't that so?

[And he seems so serene, yet - at the same time, earnest - that he must really believe that such an activity will bestow enlightenment upon these poor kidnapped masses.

Ah, a thought.] That's right. Kaworu may see this as well. If so, Kaworu, why don't we go down and play something together sometime soon? We should talk.

Good afternoon. After spending a week here, I believe I've been growing accustomed to it well. Hopefully anyone listening to this feels the same.

It's likely that several to many of you have looked in to studying the history of this place. If so, you've surely come up as empty-handed as I have. Truly, this is a place with many secrets.

[Man, this kid may have the face of somebody in his mid teens, but the way he speaks is old, like someone who's stuck around for so long that they've come to terms with the world and are now at peace. It's hard to reconcile his young face with the way he carries himself. His personality seems more suited to his grey hair.]

Though it's a place with many novelties as well. By now, I have tried three different kinds of coffee, soda, and milk. Each. Although I wasn't able to learn what I intended to, what I have learned has been surprising. As expected of the Lilin, that they might modify milk in such interesting ways to further their satisfaction.

I'm also interested in the tradition of employment for monetary gain. Where I come from, such a market was unfeasible, but it looks like it might be important here. After all, when you want to provide for someone, you must put forth such effort. Besides, I'd like to buy a coffeemaker. I'll need to choose a vocation, perhaps, one different from what I did before I arrived.

My name, by the way, is Kaworu Nagisa. [Heads up, that w is silent! His smile stays the same, but it's almost given the impression of widening a little, because he tilts his head slightly.] I've said these things about my experiences in hopes that we might get to know each other. To know one another and seek comfort from one another is a good thing. Some people also prefer to know a person before they make meaningful physical contact with one another. [That's one of the things he's been learning! Even if it may take some time to really sink in.] So, this is a good opportunity, isn't it?

[And, seemingly satisfied with his introduction, he ceases the network feed. He's been hanging out at a terminal in the common area of Building 1, and he has six books with him: two on the astronomy of this world, two on the music of this world, and two which seem to be... self-help books?? By all means, gape at him.]