You want to interview me....why again?
WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME?
Akane settled into a seat across from the interviewer. Her posture perfect, and quite frankly on edge. Her legs crossed at her ankles and tucked under the chair beneath her. Her expression was a schooled one, pleasant but also quite plastic. It was often the expression she took with her fellow inspectors of the MWPSB. She took a breath before replying to the first question spouted at her.
“Tsunemori Akane.” She responded curtly. It wasn’t like she wasn’t used to this sort of thing, per say, but she was definitely more used to people having access to all of her basic information with a simple search. Being part of the public safety bureau came with it’s downsides.
WHAT ARE YOU, EXACTLY?
For a moment, her expression flashed with genuine confusion. It was the phrasing that put her off. What are you, not who. She didn’t like it. There were very few instances where she would use that sort of language and none of them boded well. She had to remember this world was vastly different so far. She had already seen so many things that would simply have not existed in her own world. It was a culture shock, to say the least, but it wasn’t anything she hadn’t handled before in some form or another. “Human, Inspector for the MWPSB back home.” She said simply. Her face pulled back into her mask once again.
ARE YOU RIGHT-HANDED OR LEFT-HANDED?
“Right handed.” She stated simply. It wasn’t difficult, again more arbitrary information that would have been in a file and easily accessed back on her home world. She didn’t see why it was important, but then again maybe this was their way of collecting the information to put on a file.
WHEN YOU'RE IN THE SHOWER, WHAT'S THE FIRST THING YOU WASH?
A deep frown pulled onto her features at that. She couldn’t understand why this information could be relevant to anything. Why anyone would want this information seemed, intrusive. Which, was almost laughable considering this place was so much less….intrusive when it came to their minds and feeling than back in her home. It was refreshing but also quite troubling. She could only imagine what time spent outside of the watchful eye of Sibyl would do for her hue. Would it cloud it? Or would it clear it up? Not that anything has ever managed to muddy her hue beyond a few shades, and even then only extremely temporarily. She startled when she realized he had gone a bit off track in her thoughts and shook her head. “I guess it depends on what I have been doing that day. My job can be kind of...messy.” She said, the lethal eliminator mode in close range was often messy to say the least. “Forgoing extenuating circumstances, my hair, I guess.” She said after a moment of thought. Especially when her day had been stressful.
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?
The inspector blinked at the question. It shouldn’t be a difficult one but she was drawing a blank. When was the last time she paid attention to the food she consumed? It was jarring to realize in so much time she hadn’t done anything beyond agreeing to whatever the suggested calorie count, not even caring about the type of cuisine that the machine dispensed. “Um...honestly? I...can’t remember.” She said, scratching the back of her neck. She’d have to take extra care in choosing her next meal now that she’s here. She was never much good at cooking but this place seemed like it had plenty of restaurants and options for eating. She’s just been so focused on everything else she hasn’t been taking the best care of herself.
IF WE LOOKED AROUND YOUR PLACE, WHAT WOULD WE FIND IN YOUR NIGHTSTAND? TRASH CAN?
Akane thought about it for a moment. “A pack of cigarettes, papers, a few books.” She stated simply, trying to remember what she had stashed away. Smoking wasn’t a habit she had picked up consciously, at first the smell simply made her feel closer to the missing part of her division. She burned it practically like incense beside her, and it had only progressed from there. “In my trash? Ashes, papers, food wrappers. Basic trash things.” She said with a shrug. This interview was becoming progressively more strange and she wasn’t really sure what to make of it.
WHO WERE THE LAST FIVE PEOPLE YOU SPOKE TO?
“Ginoza Nobuchika, Kuranomori Shion, Kunizuka Yayoi, Hinakawa Sho, Shimotsuki Mika.” She stated easily. Division one of the MWPSB. The last time she even spent time with her friends was….a while. After everything, she pulled away from civilians. She couldn’t be responsible for putting any more innocent lives in danger. Her grandmother had been the final nail in the coffin. Getting close to anyone put target on their backs and she would much prefer keeping that to the small group of people who knew what they were getting themselves into. The first four? She trusts implicitly. Their lives are in her hands, but she can trust them to have her back as well. Through thick and thin. Mika? She wouldn’t trust her to keep a cacti alive, let alone a human. The irony in that, if four of the five of those people are considered latent criminals, and yet…. It was just proof to her that Sybil had them figured out wrong. She could only hope she lived to see the end of Sybil, but more importantly that her enforcers are right there with her when it happens.
WHAT IS YOUR HOMETOWN? DO YOU MISS IT?
Akane considers this question for a moment. “I grew up in Chiba.” She stated simply, biding her time until she could come up with an adequate answer for the rest. “I can’t say that I miss my hometown per say..” She said, trailing off for a moment. “I guess I miss the simplicity of my childhood. My biggest worry back then was flunking a test you know?” She said. A small chuckle escaped her lips and she scratched the back of her head idly. She didn’t feel bad about saying she didn’t miss home. She was never particularly close with her parents. It wasn’t that they were unfriendly or on bad terms, she had just always felt closer to her grandmother. Now that she passed, well. There wasn’t much left for her to miss about that place.
WHEN DID YOU FIRST EXPERIENCE ROMANTIC ATTRACTION TO OTHERS?
Akane felt her cheeks heat up, all the way up to her ears as she was asked about that particular question. It was oddly personal, she didn’t talk about her romantic life for good reason. In her adult life, the only people she had ever had any sort of romantic interest in have been strictly off limits. Though she wondered why such things hadn’t affected her crime coefficient at all, she wasn’t going to over analyze something like that. Especially when she was highly unlikely to act on it, even if someone were to share her feelings. “Probably when I was a young teenager, like most girls. Of course, my first crush was a boy in my class. I never acted on it and, he ended up dating someone else. I had more important things to worry about than boys. It seemed like wasted energy at the time, when logically relationships don’t last more than a couple of months at the most at that age. I was more focused on my studies.” Akane explained with the shrug of her shoulders. It was almost something she came to regret. She almost wished she would have let herself be a little more in the moment when it came to her high school days, but it just hadn’t seemed important.
WHEN WAS YOUR FIRST SEXUAL EXPERIENCE? WITH WHOM?
If she had been blushing before, he was practically burning now. She was practically mortified at the question. It wasn’t the first time she had been asked about it, or more frankly teased about it, but it still was the one thing that embarrassed her when she was asked. “I don’t have an answer for that.” She stated simply, with a shrug. Her voice was even even though her features gave away her embarrassment. “I haven’t had any actual romantic experiences, let alone sexual ones.” She said with a shrug. “I don’t like the idea of random hookups, and my job doesn’t really allow for much time to date, not that I have much interest in it.” She added after a moment. It wasn’t that she thought ill of people who slept around, or bought into the idea that being sexually active without romantic attachment led to a rise in crime coefficients, no matter what the crackpot tabloids said. Correlation did not mean causation after all, there simply wasn’t enough research in the field. Not to mention she knew plenty of people with perfectly healthy hues that enjoyed casual sex. It just wasn’t for her. When she first joined the force? She was naive, wet behind the ears and a little too timid for such things. Now? She couldn’t bring herself to let her guard down around strangers for long enough to do something like that. It would have to be someone she trusted, and it seemed like the only people on that list were enforcers, which was against policy in so many ways she didn’t even want to bother to start counting. “I’m not asexual or anything like that, not that there is anything wrong with it. I just can’t imagine letting myself be that vulnerable with a complete stranger.” She explained with a shrug.
DO YOU HAVE A SIGNIFICANT OTHER?
“I’m pretty sure I answered that question thoroughly enough with the last two questions. Or weren’t you listening?” She asked, a little annoyed. Normally she would be more polite when being questioned harmlessly, but what was the point to it if someone wasn’t listening to her? Akane was not fond of wasting time. She slept as little as she could, ate quickly and spent most of her time filled with things to do. Either errands for her home, or paperwork at the office in her downtime. Not that she ever gets much of that.
IS THE GLASS HALF-EMPTY OR HALF-FULL?
“Did I pour it that way or have I drank from it already?” Akane responded after a moment. She was being a little bit difficult and she knew it, but with that last, quite frankly useless, question she was feeling kind of combative. She knew what the question was trying to root out. The interviewer didn’t seem too amused by her response, but the expression on the woman’s face led her to believe she should elaborate. “I mean, if you fill it to that level, then obviously it is half full. If you’re given a glass filled with liquid and you drain half from it, then obviously it’s half empty..” She said. “Of course, on the off chance you happen to come across this glass at random without affecting it at all, then it’s probably just someone leaving their dirty dishes around.” She added.
WHAT WOULD YOU WEAR TO A HALLOWEEN PARTY?
Not too many holidays were really celebrated in the Post-Sibyl world. Halloween especially was not one that continued. Dressing up in masks and generally causing the kind of chaos that Halloween had brought historically was said to raise crime coefficients. There wasn’t anything wrong with dressing up in cosplay, but the anonymity tended to breed muddier hues. That was for sure. “Um….I’m not sure?” She said after a moment. The only time she dressed up were in the holo costumes for the MWPSB and her Lemonade Candy persona. Neither of those were really appropriate for a holiday like that, from what she understood about it. “Something fun, I don’t know...I haven’t really ever celebrated something like that. It seems kind of like a waste of time to me.” She added after a moment.
IF YOU COULD TURN INTO ANY ANIMAL, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
Akane thought about this for a moment, sighing. Another strange and frivolous question. “I don’t know, I can’t swim so maybe something that knows how? Ocean life is quite pretty” She offered, tipping her head. “A jellyfish maybe?” She thought after a moment, pretty and rather harmless looking, but many could sting pretty nastily.
WHAT SHOES ARE YOU WEARING RIGHT NOW?
Akane looked at the interviewer, down to her feet, and then back up to the interviewer again with an incredulous expression. The woman clearly wasn’t blind, and she couldn’t possibly be that stupid. She wasn’t sure anyone could be that stupid. At least she hoped not. “They’re black.” She started slowly, still baffled that this was even a question. Was this person here specifically to waste her time? Who wrote these questions, “Flat dress shoes.” She elaborated.
EXPLAIN YOUR FAMILY.
Akane sighed at the question and shrugged. “I was an only child, my parents were nice enough. Mom and dad are still alive but we aren’t close. I’ve lived on my own for a long while now. I was close with my grandmother. I spent a lot of time with her. She took me to the library and other places. It was nice.” she offered with a small smile. “She passed away.” She said, easier to explain than that she was murdered. She still couldn’t bring herself to say it out loud. She had a hard enough time talking about it without either choking up or filling with rage. It was one thing to come after her, but it was another entirely to target her family and friends, and it made her sick.
NAME THREE SMELLS THAT DESCRIBE YOUR HOME KITCHEN GROWING UP.
Akane shook her head and shrugged. “I mean, my parents didn’t really cook. You know? We have had the hyper oats as our main food source for a while, and things sort of just get dispensed. There are still people who cook, I mean, I can’t really. I have in the past, but the results are never anything anyone seems to approve of these days.” She said with a shrug. There had been an exception to that rule but he was long gone. “So it was mostly just sterile. Cleaning solutions and all that. I can’t really answer this question.” She said with a shrug.
WHICH MONOPOLY TOKEN WOULD YOU CHOOSE? THEY ARE: WHEELBARROW, TOP HAT, BATTLESHIP, THIMBLE, CANNON, RACECAR, DOG, IRON, TRAIN, SACK OF MONEY, AND MAN ON HORSEBACK.
Akane couldn’t say she recognized the game further than a passing knowledge of the title. She was sure someone in her life had an old copy, practically a relic. The box was worn around the edges and the words practically illegible. Maybe it was her grandmother? Or a friend? She couldn’t place it. Though the list of pieces helped her answer the question. “The dog maybe?” She said after a moment. She liked dogs, they were cute. Though, she had been rather sour about them as a concept since she first joined the MWPSB. When Ginoza was still an inspector, when he referred to the enforcers as nothing more than hunting dogs. She hated him for that at the time, but she understood now it was more than likely a coping mechanism. That seemed like a lifetime ago. “Or maybe the train.” She offered after a moment. “It would really depend on who I am playing with, I think I’d let them decide first.” She explained.
WHAT KIND OF MUSIC DO YOU LIKE?
Akane shrugged her shoulder. “I don’t...I mean..I used to like pop music. When I was a teenager, but as I’ve gotten older it’s lost it’s appeal. Classical music is nice too, sometimes, the stuff that Sibyl hasn’t banned. Art these days, well…” She trailed off with a shrug. “Now that I have some perspective I have to say the things that are sanctioned by Sibyl are just kind of sterile. So I can’t say I really listen to any music?”
WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST REGRET?
The question caught her off guard. With the slew of useless questions, suddenly something so deep and personal. About a thousand decisions and micro decisions flashed before her eyes. Not taking the shot when she could have saved her friend with that shotgun. Letting Kagari explore the lower levels alone. Not finding a way to stop Kougami from killing Makishima, for letting him leave. Not noticing how bad Ginoza’s hue was clouding until it was too late, not being able to save Masaoka somehow. Every single micro decision that led to the death of her grandmother. There were so many things she could have prevented if she had some this differently, or maybe made a different call there. If she kept on worrying over it she would probably drive herself insane. She wondered if it were possible? For her hue to cloud, for her crime coefficient to spike any higher than that 87.9, the highest she had ever seen it. Way higher than she is used to seeing it, normally as low as 34 but settling much more comfortably in the forties. “I have many regrets that weigh heavy on me.” She started thoughtfully. “But I’m not sure any of them are inherently greater than the last.” She stated with a sigh. “Besides, it’s more important to fixate on what I can change rather than dwell on what I can’t.”
IF YOU COULD LIVE IN A FOREST, IN THE MOUNTAINS, OR BY THE SEA, WHICH WOULD YOU CHOOSE?
The inspector contemplated that for a moment. She’s only ever lived in the city, but since the Shambala Float incident she’s had a little more experiences with terrains outside of urban. “The forest I think. It seems like it could be peaceful.” She said with a small smile. But less likely that she would die of exposure. More likely to find fresh water. Not to mention if she ever did leave the Sybil system in a way that wasn’t accidentally happening into another dimension she would have to have adequate cover on the off chance someone would come after her. Akane couldn’t really say one way or another if Sibyl would come after her, probably. She had too much information, was too dangerous. Not to mention they wanted her mind in the system. That was alarming to say the very least.
A scowl pulled onto her features when this was asked. This wasn’t a trick question it shouldn’t be difficult. Not by a long shot, and still, she couldn’t think of the last time she genuinely laughed. Not because of sarcastic quips, not scoffing or the dry hollow laughter that came with the ironies of their world, but real laughter. “I guess I don’t know anymore.” She said. Her eyes were unmoving now, practically looking through the interviewer. She wonders, not for the first time, what keeps her psycho pass so clear when the very idea of joy seemed so far out of her grasp. Probably the closest she got was spending time with the enforcers, or their analyst. Though she should probably stop thinking of Karanomori being specifically belonging to division 1. Still, she might as well be part of her team considering everything the woman has done for her and the others on various missions, especially during the Shambala Float debacle. She felt like she could be a little more relaxed around them, after everything she trusted them, though there was a clear order in which she regarded them even though she tried not to play favorites with her subordinates. She hated that word, especially in regards to them, but that was how the system worked.
WHAT SUPERPOWER WOULD YOU PICK, IF YOU COULD CHOOSE ONE?
“In my experience, superpowers seem more trouble than they are worth.” Akane said with a shrug. Of course, her mind when to Kamui or Makishima even Togane. Unable to be read by Sibyl, Criminally Asymptomatic, to cloud other’s hues so dark there isn’t any coming back from it. However, Akane can’t really say any of those were really super powers in the classic sense. She was sure the question meant more fantasy, fiction. Even still, she can’t seem to believe the principal would be any different. A difference so extreme from the rest of the human race it would put a wedge between you and the society you lived in. In her experience that only led to enough bitterness to want to get back at the society that shunned you, or the desire to cause chaos. The desire to hurt people. None of these thing were things she believes she could be capable of, but then, still special powers seemed like they would do more harm than good.
DO YOU BELIEVE IN ZODIAC SIGNS?
Akane shook her head at that, a small chuckle at the idea. “If there was ever any true mysticism, some divine power that ruled our lives? I’m pretty sure Sibyl wouldn’t exist, too much competition.” Akane said, snorting. That was an awful thing to say, but then, she wasn’t under Sibyl’s thumb here. How would this experience affect her psycho pass if she ever had to go back? Was there even any way to get back? Would she even want to if she could? That was foolish, she didn’t want to start her life over here. She didn’t even know anyone, she’s miss the people she called a family, even if she wouldn’t admit out loud that’s what they were to her, for their safety and her own.
HOW DO YOU TRAVEL?
“A lot of places I walk, but I have been known to take transportation or company vehicles. A lot of them are self driving, but there’s also something about driving the old fashioned way that makes me feel...safer.” She said with the shrug of her shoulders. These questions seemed to be all over the place and quite frankly exhausting. There was so much that she needed to take care of.
WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST ASPIRATION?
That was simple. At least the answer was. Bringing her aspirations to life was another story entirely. Saying what she really wanted to do aloud was dangerous. What if someone from her home world found out she knew more than she was letting on about Sibyl. She couldn’t really take that risk. “I want to improve the lives of the people I care about, and to improve society as a whole.” She said simply. It answered the question. Even though the real answer was to one day be able to expose Sibyl for what it really is without worry that society would crumble.
COFFEE OR TEA?
“Usually coffee, but I have to say a nice cup of tea is nice from time to time.” Akane explained with the shrug of her shoulders. “I drink coffee when I’m nervous which, lately, it quite often.” She said with a quiet chuckle. Even with that insight from Saiga she still hadn’t managed to break the habit. Or maybe she never really tried. One couldn’t tell with these things.
DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN EXACTLY FIVE WORDS.
Akane frowned at the question, her arms crossed as she looked rather perplexed at the question. Oddly introspective considering all the surface level questions so far. “Um...Determined, hardworking, idealistic, hopeful, and tired.” She stated with the shrug of her shoulders. She wondered what words others might use to describe her? At one time she knew Foolish, or Naive would have been added to that list quite easily by some. What about now? She knew the words she would use to describe some of the closest people to her had changed quite drastically over four years. It was an odd thought.