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[desirestruth]

Who: everybodyyy
When: Day 15, evening
Where: The lounge.

[Some of us are covered in fruit, some of us aren't, but there was a trial so naturally, as the sun sets and stars sprinkle the sky in odd colors, it's time for a memory mingle!]

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[wontforbidtherain]

No, my brother was there in the memory. But, we lost something. I don't remember what, yet, but I could feel it in the memory.

The journals had something to do with it. So did not having seen our elders for some time.

[ewestmarch]

But he's not here now. Our worlds are gone.

[that's what she meant by lost]

[wontforbidtherain]

That... has not been something I've considered until now.

[ewestmarch]

Oh.

[Eyes widen, but off to the side, an internal: ah shit]

Uh, sorry.

[wontforbidtherain]

You're just the bearer of bad news. You don't have to be sorry for that.

[ewestmarch]

Mm. I wouldn't wish thinking about it on you, though.

[She brings her hand up to gnaw at a fingernail, gets a mouthful of glove fabric, puts it back down. Right. Right.]

[wontforbidtherain]

It... there is nothing I can do about it though. Nothing obvious, at least, beyond stay alive myself.

[ewestmarch]

Stay alive and collect sparks.

[Grim nod.]

[wontforbidtherain]

And remember. Someone has to.

[ewestmarch]

[Her shoulders go up in a hunch.]

Yes.

[God, she hasn't even thought about the loss of knowledge. Fuckin hell.]

[wontforbidtherain]

Did you lose anything on coming here?

[ewestmarch]

Someone I promised to protect. I have to get back to him, I don't care how long it takes to restore these stupid cubes.

[wontforbidtherain]

[nods]

And now that I have any idea what I have to return to, so do I.

[ewestmarch]

Did you pick a name? I'm Emilia.

[wontforbidtherain]

Cat. Thyme has adopted a naming theme.

[ewestmarch]

[A sharp nod.]

Ours is cats, actually, but ... [She waves. It's stupid.]

Good to meet you.

[wontforbidtherain]

A pleasure to meet you as well.