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 Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2015 9:38 am
Ploutonion may not, according to himself, have found physical contact unwelcome, but Hvergelmir was still not particularly inclined to press her hand to anyone's bare chest without a closer relationship or at least a clear reason -- especially not someone whose position was as compromised as Ploutonion's was. By his own admission, he had few friends and little sympathy right now. It was a delicate thing, connecting with someone who was so vulnerable -- and she meant to do it with caution and care. He deserved to know that someone would. Instead, she took this as an invitation for something else -- reaching out to clasp one of his hands and give it a soft, encouraging squeeze. "It's often not an easy change to see, from the inside," she said -- because it was like depression, in its way, heavy and black, and it led off with the principle you are awful and always have been. It was the commonality she'd seen in virtually all of them. "Have you always hated yourself this much?" she asked, as gently as she could.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2015 4:46 pm
The comforting squeeze of his hand was just as welcome as any other touch might have been -- it wasn't that Ashanite was per se starved for physical contact, but gestures of reassurance offered so genuinely were rare. As little as he felt he deserved them, he would accept them gladly when they came.
"Moreso when you barely know who you were before," he said, and his voice was quiet. Her question was enough to make him avert his eyes, because it hit just a little too close to home. Had he always seen himself the way he did now? Was that part of Chaos's hold on him, something done to him?
"I don't...know." He admitted. He remembered feeling awful that Aegir had risked his life for him, unworthy of that kind of sacrifice, but it was hard to parse emotions from only as few month's worth of memories, if that.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 10:10 am
Hvergelmir frowned. "Your memories . . . I'm sorry. If you'd like to, we could try and find out together. I have -- a little familiarity with memory techniques. I can't promise anything, but -- if you're interested." Wanted to offer something more tangible, she instead drew her free hand through the air and produced one of her rainbow ribbons -- like she'd used on Megiddo. "Keep this, at least," she said. "In case you're hurt sometime. Do you remember, from before? Just tie it where you need it and focus." Noir Songbird IT'S DANGEROUS TO GO ALONE TAKE THIS
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 9:03 pm
There was no mistaking the way Ashanite perked up. "I would be, yes," he said. The loss of his memories - of himself - was the worst part of his corruption. "I don't know if any memory technique helps overcome magical memory loss...but it might help with what I have left."
Thew ribbon was accepted with an obvious sense of wonder, as he turned it over carefully in his hands. "Thank you, Hvergelmir." He said, sincerely. "Yes, I remember. That much, at least - I still have most of my memories as Ploutonion." He would have to save it for something important - a genuine emergency when a starseed wasn't a viable solution.
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2015 9:12 pm
Hvergelmir smiled -- pleased that he'd been enthusiastic about the prospect of trying to build on his memories, not reluctant. Alkaid had been reluctant. She didn't think she wanted them. "Alright," she said. "Let's meet in a few weeks. If you can -- if you have access to where you lived before, or just the information about it -- see if you can find a cologne you used to wear, a deodorant -- a type of cigarettes you used to smoke. Smell's one of our more abstractly informational senses, but it tends to build and trigger memories that are exceptionally strong. Our goal isn't to try to recover memories you might have lost, but to try and pick up the remaining threads you might not've seen were there because they were so small. Smells can help with that. Then we connect the dots to try and see bigger pictures." She bit her lip, considering. "If you can't get hold of anything like that, we'll go to a pharmacy and sniff all the Speed Sticks till we find yours. It'll be fun." She let go of Ploutonion's hand, but only to hold hers out for a formal handshake. "Is it a deal?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2015 12:49 am
Ashanite nodded. He wasn't sure if he could get into his old apartment - he barely knew who he used to be. "I do have my old identification. I might be able to get somewhere with that," he said. That would be the easy part. The hard part would be actually getting into wherever he had lived - he had no memory of it, so teleporting was out, and no idea if he'd lived with roommates or whatever else. "And if nothing else, I wouldn't mind an excuse to spend a little more time with you." Flirt, flirt, flirt, because it was easy, and because she seemed the type to respond well to it.
He accepted the handshake with all of the seriousness he could muster. "It is a deal." It seemed a little silly, that his old cologne might trigger some kind of recognition, but it was certainly worth a try.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2015 10:28 am
Hvergelmir blushed -- not really taking Ploutonion seriously, but not minding the implicit compliment that flirting represented all the same. "Remember," she said. "If you ever need to find me, it's Wednesdays, Fridays, and Sundays at North End Park." She drew her hand back. "Please me as safe as you can, Ploutonion." With a light, encouraging smile, she turned to go.
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2015 8:50 pm
"I'll remember," Ashanite said. He gave her a flourished bow as a goodbye, and then he slipped just a little further into the alley - because standing around and staring at the marquees wasn't going to bring his memory back, but maybe he could do something if he went home and started trying to find his old address.
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