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The Fibers of Fate (Jovialtraveler x MysteriousD)

“I don’t trust it. I’ve got this feeling that trouble’s ahead, and they’re part of it, somehow, cultists or not. Could be wrong. But we should keep an eye for any similar articles.”
 
“Well, we should be getting some good answers out of the cultist in the hospital when we go see him,” Diego responded to her with a smile. “We’ll go after we finish breakfast then,” he tells her.

“Furthermore, finding out more about who or what they worship will help additionally,” he added.
 
“Right. Find out why as well as the what.” Ryuko nodded. Without a motivation as personal and raw as her previous one, and considering how she’d changed in just a few months, she was much more level headed.
 
“Yes, though I wonder what sort of cult it will be,” Senketsu pondered before Diego finished his breakfast. “Anything else you want before we head out, sweetie?” Diego asked Ryuko with a smile.
 
Ryuko gagged at being called sweetie, but her smile let him know she was joking. “A pen and some paper. We’ll want to write what he says down.”
 
Diego looked relieved at her smile, initially worried that she did not like the pet name he gave her. "Already got that," Diego said as he pulled out a pen and notepad from his backpack that he took down with him.

"Looks like he's well-prepared," Senketsu noted with a pleased look on his face.
 
“Then that’s everything. Sorry if I don’t seem as... warm as some others. I guess I never got to enjoy it... dunno how to respond.”
 
“I know this is all new, but I wanna be the best boyfriend,” Diego told her with a smile as he waited for her to finish so he could ou though he also wondered if she would take some more in a to-go box.
 
“Then you already are.” She got a tortilla wrap and made herself a breakfast burrito, before wrapping that in a napkin, munching on her way back to the table.
 
Diego smiled and blushed at Ryuko’s sweet words and watching her make a burrito. “Don’t worry. We’re in no rush,” he told her honestly in regards to their pace to see their appointee.
 
“Diego, from what I’ve heard, most guys don’t try to be the best. That makes you better than everyone that doesn’t try. And then you measure based on results, and so far you’ve made my life exciting and happy.”
 
Diego looked at Ryuko and blushed at her wonderful words and smiles. “T-thanks. I always try and see the good in people and so I wanna help others out,” he told her.

“He’s redder than your blood,” Senketsu said with a smile.
 
"I think he wants to keep hanging out with you," Senketsu said humroously with Diego only able to blush but smile in response.

"Let's get going then," Diego said as he paid for their breakfast and they proceeded to go off to go to the hospital. "The hospital is not that far so we could walk there if you want," he said to Ryuko.
 
“Let’s.” She smiles. “You’re allowed to touch me when we aren’t hugging, Diego.” Ryuko teases. “Just don’t go squeezing anywhere inappropriately.”
 
Diego blushed at hearing Ryuko tease at what she said. "I just don't wanna make you uncomfortable. From what I gathered, you didn't like how alot of the guys or even some of the gals treated you back in that artificial island city," he confessed to her as his hand went into hers and squeeze gently while walking to the hospital.
 
She smiles, squeezing back. “That’s because they acted like I was an object. Like a porno mag... you treat me like a person.” Ryuko took a deep breath. “You’re polite, and kind. It’s a welcome change.”
 
"I think alot of people on that island just had... alot of problems. According to a newsreport released last month, alot of psychologists noted that the most of the population were pretty psycholgically abnormal or show to have difficulty integrating into society. My guess is that the close proximity and so on wasn't good for people's mentality," Diego said, recalling the report. It was an interesting case study and examined on how stress and dangerous situations could have people leading to obsessive or mildly unstable behavior when isolated.

He blushed when she called him polite and kind. It was really nice getting to hear those sort of things.

"That makes sense. Even people who weren't nuts had some problems. I know Satsuki had difficulty trying to settle into her managerial job," Senketsu noted though he looked concern. "And she still hasn't got to therapy for what happened to her," he muttered.
 
Ryuko nodded. “Being packer in like rats and ruled by a fascist regime would leave people a bit.... off. My sister’s doing alright, even if she should really get a support group or something. I think she’s too damn proud to show weakness, and even if she did show any, she’d never admit to having a weakness to show in the first place.”
 
"Maybe I can talk to her about it later. I remember when I had to go see a therapist a couple years ago," Diego confessed to Ryuko before he began wondering what happened. "What happened to her? You don't have to answer me if I'm pushing my boundaries," he added, wanting to reassure her.
 
“She got a job. She’s actually doing pretty well for herself, considering. It’s fine, Diego. Let’s focus on the cultists for now.” Save the world first.
 
"Right. I guess I just wanna make sure she's okay. She's your sister after all and someone important to you," Diego told Ryuko with a smile before they arrived at the hospital. It was indeed a short walk over there. Diego walked inside and cleared his voice. Despite having improved, his Japanese was still rusty and he was relieved that many people here spoke English anyway.

"We're looking for a Mr... Joro Inu," Diego said as he double checked the name. The nurse nodded at them before they were led over to the room. "He has been lethargic since he arrived here though the police informed me to expect you two because you had questions," the nurse said before showing them to the man.

Indeed, rather than the frantic maniac they dealt with last night, he looked lethargic and downcast almost.
 
Ryuko nodded. “Yeah. I’m worried about her too, but she won’t accept pity. Thankfully she’s too damn proud to let herself become an alcoholic or anything like that.”

Standing over the hospital bed, ryuko was astonished. He seemed like an entirely different person. “So those robes, or whatever they were... How’d you get them? And how did you know how to tug on my life fibers?”
 
"It's not pity though," Diego began to say before he saw the cultist begin to move from some sort of slumber or perhaps some sort of stunend state.

He turned to Ryuko and managed to sit up. "They were given to me... by him... the leader. He said that by accepting it... I would have purpose again. That everything would be okay... and they mentioned you. The child born of Life Fibers and how you were to be captured," he was wheezing out. "The robe guided me... a conduit," he added.
 
“This leader. Describe him. And what do you mean, guided you? Like a puppet?” Ryuko looks to Diego with concern. She didn’t like the idea of being controlled via her own life fibers.
 
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