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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 9 (1-10)
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 Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 6:44 pm
He zeroed in on the sound in her pockets. "You stole something again." As if he hadn't been planning the same thing.
But she didn't react to him the way she had before. She'd been closed off and cold before. The expression she gave him now was open and relieved - and he didn't like it. Nor did he like the way she grabbed his wrist like she was familiar with him. Like she had a right to.
"What are you doing?" He demanded, shaking her off. "Let go of me."
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chiickadee rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 6:47 pm
This was not Chris.
Ah ...
"Were you not made a knight yet?" The question is poignant, it's fast like a dagger. She explains nothing and cuts right to the chase.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 6:50 pm
"Were you?" He scoffed, eyebrows arching. A common thief being made a knight. It was laughable. He'd expected he'd take as much as he could and then when they kicked him to the curb he'd have enough to live on.
"They must be desperate."
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 6:55 pm
Chel's lip pulled upwards in a smiling retort, but it fades. If Chris hadn't visited the pool, then he didn't know. He didn't have her memory, he didn't have that piece of himself.
She sighed and put her hands on her hips. "I was, a*****e.." It was very strange being on this end of the conversation. Knowing who Chris was, but him not knowing her.
A knight came rushing down the stairs, keen to enter the battle and Chel narrowly ducked out of his battlecrying rampage. "Maybe we find a better place to talk?"
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 7:09 pm
Chris was barely able to press himself against the wall and avoid being tumbled down the stairs. He didn't know what she could possibly want to talk to him about, but he waved her ahead anyways. He didn't want to be trampled on the stairs.
"What were you trying to get upstairs for?"
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 7:18 pm
Chel trailed up the stairs to a small alcove that overlooked the rest of the shadow-ridden castle. Chel was a little glad that these particular shadows couldn't fly.
"The mirror's been activated. If it works, fine. If it don't work, I wanna be far away." Chel was two parts sly and one part coward. "S'pretty explanatory."
She shook her head and waved her hands. "That's not important. You're my cousin." Might as well get it flat on the table.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 7:25 pm
The quieter alcove put him on edge. It was too calm, which was eerie when he knew nearby shadows were attacking and the knights were panicking. But he couldn't fault her for her reasoning - maybe they were both safer up here.
She had his attention pretty quickly, though. "I'm your what now? Were you hit over the head?"
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 7:31 pm
Chel smiled her crooked smile. It was all so familiar, which made her chest heave with relief. Everything had been so foreign, paranoid, anxiety inducing that to find a breath of fresh air in familiarity was like no other.
"When you go to get knighted, you get one of your memories," she wasn't sure if it was a secret or not. "I saw one of you." Should she tell him about the whole murdering a person together thing? "We're cousins," she repeated.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 7:37 pm
"They drugged you," he insisted. He'd know if he was looking his cousin in the face. That wasn't something that just went away, was it? How could a memory be so far gone that he couldn't tell who was standing right in front of him.
"Are you trying to get something from me? What would you want from me? I'm poor as dirt, lady."
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 9:19 pm
"God you would say that," Chel said with a smirk. "S'just like me." She jingled her pockets a little. "I don't need nothin' from you but my cousin back."
She could see how she might have been coming off as crazy. In Chris' position, she would have done the same if not worse. "I get it if you don't want to believe me." There was a sadness in her voice that she couldn't hide, but she couldn't make him suddenly remember. "What would it take to convince you?"
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