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 Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 10:53 pm
The events at Trance had been... Mind-blowing to say the least. While she did not really recognize most of the faces that she had seen, there were a few - Professor Malcolm, Moira - that she recognized. They looked younger, but there was no mistaking who they were... It was just a little hard to imagine that when they were young, they went through something similar... And their friends...
She didn't have to watch all the way to the end to guess what happened to those who were dragged away.
However, it was also interesting to note that DETH had been around for that long, and the late Professor Red's club, the "Defenders" reminded her a little of Seeds... It's just that Seeds had more secrecy. A secret club, rather than one that dared to hold open meetings... And mister Arel was in it. She wondered if his reluctance to fight was due to the fact that he had lived through an experience where most of his classmates were taken by hunters.
Despite all these thoughts swimming around her head, she didn't want to miss visiting her old friend; she could only imagine the kind of loss felt by mister Arel, and the other professors that graduation... What if Jericho was gone the next day? The thought caused her to frown, but she somehow managed to resume a smile as she raised one hand to knock on his door, her other hand holding a picnic basket.
Yup, she had been cooking again.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 10:57 pm
Jericho had been at the trance as well, which did not really help for how he felt about certain things. The student he had followed was a Deth kid who he believed was far too stuck up. If he met this kid in reality he'd feel obliged to punch him in the face. But it was a faint issue. It was unfortunate that something like that had happened to Amity in the past. They had that threat now.
But quite frankly, he had other things on his mind.
When he heard the knock at his door, he was slow to get up and answer.
"Oh. Hello Lizzy," he greeted before letting the demon in. He noticed the picnic basket she had. All in all, he was looking fairly depressed.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 11:06 pm
When there wasn't an answer, or any sound, coming from behind the door, she wondered if maybe, she should try scaling the wall, and climbing in the win-
"Hi Jericho!" She returned the greeting with a faint smile, lugging the picnic basket in, setting it down on the floor with a relived sigh; she thought that her arms were going to fall off at some point. Silly monster dorms and their complex hallways, and many flights of stairs. Closing the door behind her, she stared really hard at the boil - the 'depressed' look was the Jericho look lately... It was getting harder for her to tell if something was wrong.
So she decided to ask directly.
"How are you today?" She dragged the basket deeper into the room.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 11:19 pm
Once she was in, Jericho turned towards the demon. He sat down by the basket with his wings sagging down some. The question wasn't answered right away as he was getting himself settled back down on the floor.
"Could be better.." he murmured quietly. He could definitely be feeling better right now.
"... Lizzy? How.." he started before falling silent again, "..N..Never mind.."
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 11:35 pm
"If I don't make it as a seamstress, I should become a cook for red dragons," She opened the basket, and took out a whole cake; it was frosted thinly with some type of chocolate, and had burnt-to-a-crisp bacon bits sprinkled over the top. A cake knife was then removed from the basket, and the cake sliced it into 8 equal pieces; one of the pieces was placed on a plate with a fork before she held it up towards him; the 'cake' was almost completely black on the inside, "See, burnt to perfection!"
Mac wouldn't allow her to be this proud of her 'burnt food' series.
"What is it?" She tilted her head, still holding out the plate towards ther dragon, "Don't never mind me... Did something happen?" Her brow furrowed with worry; was his condition worsening?
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 11:38 pm
There was a faint glimmer of a smile as Lizzy revealed the burnt food. It was nice that she was thinking about him. But Jericho's focus was on the thing he had started to bring up.
"..How would you feel.. if let's say.. Junko died. And then came back.. but she doesn't remember you or anyone else at all?" he asked. He had gone with Junko because he thought that was her best friend. So that applied a little more than with Mac. At least for him. Not that it really made that big of a difference in the end.
It was still someone close.
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 12:15 am
"... Uh..." She frowned, setting the plate down, shifting her body to face Jericho, "I think... A person is made from memories. We are memories, held together by a Fear Core. Remember when we first met at the video game store, and how we went to Scarentines' together last year, and how I saw your natural form for the first time? I'm Lizzy to you, because I went through all these things with you, and both of us shared those memories."
She paused, her frown deepening as she looked away for a bit; if Junko really forgot about her... She inhaled sharply at the pain on her chest, her eyes moist when she looked back up at the boil, "If Junko died, and she came back, but can't remember me, or Seiji, or anyone... That is not Junko anymore. That is someone with her face, and voice, and maybe even character, and mannerisms, but that will not be the Junko I know. She's someone else, and I'll befriend her all over again because I loved her once, but to try to recreate memories is something so painful that I will not wish to inflict on her... Or myself."
She shuddered, shaking her head, "Some ghosts were human once, and so were some undeads. However, they can't remember their past. That's why they're 'one of us', and not 'one of the humans'... In other words, rather than try to force them to remember what we once had, if it happened to Junko, I would be her friend again, but she would probably never be the Junko I considered my Soulmate."
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 12:25 am
It was more or less what he expected, and perhaps that was why he seemed to be even more down after hearing her speak. Jericho's head lowered at the thought. The Riley he knew was gone for good at this point then. He might be able to befriend her again.. maybe. But it just wouldn't quite be the same any longer.
Maybe she would be able to recall her memories but he wasn't too convinced right now.
"We see..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 4:41 am
"You don't often ask hypothetical questions, Jericho," She frowned, patting him on the head, trying to get him to look up; there was only one person she knew that would put him in such a mood, but that person was... Gone, right? He hadn't talked about her, or asked hypothetical questions about her since they held the picnic - that was the closure.
It was when the wound was supposed to heal - and for her, it did.
"Did something happen?" Her voice was shaking a little as she asked the question; to be honest, she was apprehensive. She wasn't sure if she really wanted an answer, but she knew that it would eat at her if she didn't find out the basis of his question right now.
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 9:16 am
"She's alive... Riley.. is alive," Jericho whispered. His gaze was trained on the ground for a bit but then he raised it to meet Lizzy's eyes.
"Malodore and us.. we heard a scream. A week later it went to the boogey HQ to see what it could find out. The scientists there have brought her back. She's back... but... she doesn't remember any of us. At all.." he said quietly before lowering his head again.
"We don't know... what to do.."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 11:22 am
"... Oh," She replied, pausing for a long time, "Oh." Maybe it was because she wasn't Jericho or Malodore, but she had already let go. She had already allowed the wound to heal. She had tried to reach out to the people who needed someone to hold them so that they could find the courage to cry.
... And now, it was all for nothing...?
Perhaps that was why she felt so numb right now, the news not really sinking in at all. Everything Jericho said afterwards was lost to her, as she stared into space, at a loss as to how to feel. For Jericho's sake, she wondered if she should smile, pretend to be happy for him, for Malodore... But she couldn't bring herself to do that. However, she couldn't bring herself to say anything that might be potentially depressing to the dragon either.
"So..." From what she could understand, 'Riley' was no longer there. That was the reason for that question earlier, "I... Um..." She closed her eyes, trying to regain her composure, "I-Is there a chance for her to recover her memories?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 11:27 am
"We.. we don't know..." Jericho murmured while staring at the ground. When people died and became ghosts or zombies their memories were lost for good. She wasn't either of those from what he knew so he really didn't know what was going to happen in that regard.
"She isn't.. ghost or undead... so perhaps but we don't know. This is... a very strange occurance," he added.
"For all we know there just may be a mindflayer around who only looks and sounds like her but never be her again..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 12:16 pm
That's really cruel.
"I see..."
Maybe they should have smashed the statue when given the chance.
"Maybe... It's just temporary," She looked hesitant, not wanting to give Jericho any false hope; things were already hard enough on him, having to deal with insanity, having to cope with the news that his best friend might be back, but not entirely, "Seemingly impossible things had happened so far, so... S-so..." She swallowed the lump in her throat, trying not to look too upset as she patted him on his head.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 12:26 pm
"We'll have to see.." he mumbled while staring at the ground. Letting out a sigh, Jericho just nodded weakly as Lizzy patted him on the head.
"sorry if... we ruined your visit here," he apologized. She had been happier before he spoke up.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 1:59 pm
"Ah, don't worry about it!" She offered him a weak, but genuine, smile, embarrassed that he could see through her like that, "I was the one who asked you to share your troubles with me! I really appreciate it... Thank you." She pushed the plate with the slice of cake towards him, "But if you're really apologetic, eat this up! Oh, and..."
From her pocket, she took out a small magenta sachet, "I found Professor QB... Remember I said I wanted him as a mentor? He took me to a DETH medical facility, where I met a human doctor. A human who can see us, but doesn't... Want to hurt us." It helped that she was nice, and patient too.
"She gave me these herbs, able to heal, and regenerate Fear, like a natural pumpkin pill, I think," She took Jericho's hand, putting the sachet on his palm, and curling his fingers around it, "I kind of tried it on myself... You know, just to see how it tastes, things like that. It is surprisingly relaxing, almost like one of Xiu's teas. I figured you might need it more than I do, especially if, um, the voices get too much for you to bear? So I took some, and put it in here. It's not much though... I was thinking of giving some to Malodore too."
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