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 Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 9:16 pm
Amrita's scream died down, but she remained on the ground, clutching her head as if it were breaking. What she felt then was more intense than a brain freeze, and then all she could do was try and ride it out. It subsided painfully slowly, and once it did she seemed to relax, her hands easing out of her hair to rest on the floor.
She remembered now, what was behind that big mental block; it was them. Their whole relationship, everything that they had been through together from day one. The nature of the lock warped some of them, making the negatives even worse, weighing them down on her heart heavier than they had been. But that almost meant the good times were just as strong, leaving her overwhelmingly confused.
"I forgot because...they were strong. The feelings in my memories...I thought they would help because they were strong." She explained in a soft voice, as if realizing something of great importance.
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Posted: Thu Dec 26, 2013 12:32 pm
"I... I don't underthtand..." Christof breathed, his voice weak and confused and unfamiliar. The screaming had stopped now, at least, and he ventured to step forward, crouching gently beside her.
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Posted: Fri Dec 27, 2013 8:38 pm
"The tear? Someone needed our memories to power...something. I gave up my memories of you because they were strong, and I thought they'd help. Even the bad ones." She'd given up some memories of Aymet, but nearly Christof's whole existence had been wiped from her memories, used because one way or another they were the strongest memories she had.
"I'm...I'm so, so sorry...I never thought I'd act like that..." The hostility especially. Amrita ducked again, hiding her face in her hands. She remembered threatening him to stay away from her, and even the suspicion she'd had only moment's before was horrifically embarrassing.
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Posted: Fri Dec 27, 2013 8:55 pm
"I remember... requetht for memorieth..." he managed quietly, still not stooping for her. "I remember... thearching. For you." She had willingly given him up... because they had been strong. He should have been flattered, he supposed, but why... why did it hurt so badly?
"You... gawe me avay."
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 10:19 am
"We were told we could probably get them back." Amrita defended her decision and never once regretted it; borrowed memories to set things back the way they were? There was nothing there to regret. Not even the last few months, where her inner Queen reigned. It was worth it, for everyone to still be here. Yet, the fact remained...
"...But I suppose I did." It was unfortunate, but she wasn't sorry. The memories were only briefly forgotten. Borrowed.
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 11:12 am
Despite the burning tongue in his mouth, Christof merely made a noise in his throat, shifting from one foot to the other. "What about... Aymet?"
As soon as Christof had been removed from the equation, the 'black queen' had certainly become loyal to her King. It had just been the memories. It had just been whatever that entity had been... side effects. But where did that leave him? What was he supposed to do now?
Before she could answer, he shifted back a step, "You thould thpeak with Mith Hel. The wath contherned."
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Posted: Sat Dec 28, 2013 8:00 pm
Amrita's hands had fallen from her face to rest on her lap, still focusing on them instead of the Igor. The question had been expected, but she wasn't entirely prepared for it. Aymet, yes, he was still in the picture. The King to her Queen, but so far...
"Wh--" He cut her off with the talk of Hel, and then she began to frown. "I don't think Hel would want to see me any time soon. I kind of...put my hand through her heart..." She twisted her hands together unhappily. "And I was...really awful to her."
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Posted: Sun Dec 29, 2013 10:23 pm
He made another distant noise, lips pursed as his tongue burned. He couldn't keep it in much longer, but he felt there was more still to say. He just... wasn't sure what that was just yet. What was he supposed to feel? Relieved she seemed to be returning to normal? Hurt that she had discarded him so readily? Flattered she found power in her memories of him?
What was he supposed to do now?
Gently, he stepped toward her to offer a hand to help her up, his eyes distant and locked on the floor.
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Posted: Wed Jan 01, 2014 8:32 pm
"For what it's worth...I'm sorry. I thought I was doing the right thing." Despite her earlier self-promise to no apologize, it slipped off her tongue before she could stop it. It would hurt to be forgotten, even if it was for the greater good...
She stared at his hand for a moment and then, slowly, slid her own into his. With his help she got back to her feet, her eye also on the ground.
"And uh...I'm not dating anyone, at all. If that's what your What about Aymet was for." Black Queen's devotion or not...their actual status hadn't really been discussed.
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