[ It feels like a larger number to her; she's still growing accustomed to the population of a place like this after a lifetime spent in empty, lonely rooms. The implications of such a mass disappearance are already floating around in her head when she reads the next message, which subsequently puts those other considerations momentarily on hold. ]
I'm glad you're not missing either.
[ There was a beat before she worked through the strange feeling in her chest to find those words, and there's a beat after wherein she second-guesses her next ones for a variety of reasons. But the truth is, ]
I would have worried.
[ It takes less time to type, ]
Does anyone know what might have happened to them? I haven't seen anything obvious like what happened with the lake.
[ Pausing, she reads the last couple of messages over. The name 'Tuuri' is unfamiliar for obvious reasons; Naminé types out, 'I did?' and then deletes it. That doesn't bear asking, because by now she's come to realize that there's a good chance Lalli's got the right of it, and she's merely forgotten. It leaves her in an odd place, one where she knows she can trust him but she doesn't know him, not like she must have before. It prickles at her, not just because it's a cruel irony for a memory witch to lose so much of her past but because he's important, clearly, and yet she has nothing to offer him in return for the quiet sense of safety he provides. ]
Did I know her well?
[ Naminé asks, trying to stick her foot in the door while it's cracked open. Maybe she won't remember anything by learning more about what happened in Asgard, but she might learn something about him - and his cousin, too. Naminé's disheartened to find out she's forgotten even more people, but it's better to find out as much as she can now than to hurt someone else's feelings later by not recognizing them. ]
( 'i would have worried.' now there's a strange feeling in his chest. this isn't how he expected it to work, once he found out she didn't remember. but she isn't a person who lies, or who talks about things that she doesn't actually feel. )
don't know where they went. don't know why.
some of them went down the tunnel. weren't supposed to. could be punishment
( but that's just speculation. as for tuuri... )
drew her before you met her. just one of the faces you saw.
you met her later. watched over her for me while i was away from the city.
( he remembers asking tuuri to do the same for namine. he also remembers forgetting altogether that he asked such thing of either by the time he came back. that was, after all, when emil was killed. )
That could be. With everything that the people keeping us here are capable of, I'm not sure whether or not to hope that it's true.
[ Is punishment more desirable than disappearing permanently? Are they one and the same? There are too many unknowns, so although it unsettles her, perhaps it's better to leave the thought be. Shaking her head in the privacy of her cabin, Naminé elects to focus on the more pleasant topic. ]
That would make sense. I've drawn lots of strangers here too.
[ Which makes her wonder if she's already done the same thing again - but this Tuuri sounds like a recent arrival, so it's unlikely that Naminé happened to see her by chance. The blonde allows herself a moment to hold onto that last sentence; to be asked to look after someone important to Lalli seems like it was probably an honor. No matter how unworthy of it she might feel now, she still has room to marvel at it. ]
I hope that I did well.
[ Because failing at that sort of duty really would be unfortunate for all parties involved. She waits a beat, hesitant in her curiosity, but, ]
Why did you have to leave the city? Were you scouting somewhere new?
[ Quietly, Naminé attempts to fit together the pieces of the scenario into something resembling a reasonable shape for reality. It makes sense that she didn't go along, as ill-equipped as she would have been to assist in battle. But her past self must have been concerned, she imagines. How helpless she would have felt, just like she does any time something dangerous happens here. Still, it gives her some measure of comfort to hear she didn't do poorly at her own duties. ]
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Date: 2020-09-15 09:21 am (UTC)some disappeared. half-dozen, more. all at once.
glad you didn't.
( perhaps he shouldn't be. this isn't like asgard, where their lives are pleasant. but he's glad nonetheless. )
tuuri's here.
( ...but of course, she doesn't remember who that is. )
cousin. you drew me her picture once.
( he still has it. )
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Date: 2020-09-17 04:17 am (UTC)[ It feels like a larger number to her; she's still growing accustomed to the population of a place like this after a lifetime spent in empty, lonely rooms. The implications of such a mass disappearance are already floating around in her head when she reads the next message, which subsequently puts those other considerations momentarily on hold. ]
I'm glad you're not missing either.
[ There was a beat before she worked through the strange feeling in her chest to find those words, and there's a beat after wherein she second-guesses her next ones for a variety of reasons. But the truth is, ]
I would have worried.
[ It takes less time to type, ]
Does anyone know what might have happened to them?
I haven't seen anything obvious like what happened with the lake.
[ Pausing, she reads the last couple of messages over. The name 'Tuuri' is unfamiliar for obvious reasons; Naminé types out, 'I did?' and then deletes it. That doesn't bear asking, because by now she's come to realize that there's a good chance Lalli's got the right of it, and she's merely forgotten. It leaves her in an odd place, one where she knows she can trust him but she doesn't know him, not like she must have before. It prickles at her, not just because it's a cruel irony for a memory witch to lose so much of her past but because he's important, clearly, and yet she has nothing to offer him in return for the quiet sense of safety he provides. ]
Did I know her well?
[ Naminé asks, trying to stick her foot in the door while it's cracked open. Maybe she won't remember anything by learning more about what happened in Asgard, but she might learn something about him - and his cousin, too. Naminé's disheartened to find out she's forgotten even more people, but it's better to find out as much as she can now than to hurt someone else's feelings later by not recognizing them. ]
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Date: 2020-09-29 06:59 am (UTC)don't know where they went. don't know why.
some of them went down the tunnel. weren't supposed to. could be punishment
( but that's just speculation. as for tuuri... )
drew her before you met her. just one of the faces you saw.
you met her later. watched over her for me while i was away from the city.
( he remembers asking tuuri to do the same for namine. he also remembers forgetting altogether that he asked such thing of either by the time he came back. that was, after all, when emil was killed. )
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Date: 2020-10-01 06:09 am (UTC)With everything that the people keeping us here are capable of, I'm not sure whether or not to hope that it's true.
[ Is punishment more desirable than disappearing permanently? Are they one and the same? There are too many unknowns, so although it unsettles her, perhaps it's better to leave the thought be. Shaking her head in the privacy of her cabin, Naminé elects to focus on the more pleasant topic. ]
That would make sense.
I've drawn lots of strangers here too.
[ Which makes her wonder if she's already done the same thing again - but this Tuuri sounds like a recent arrival, so it's unlikely that Naminé happened to see her by chance. The blonde allows herself a moment to hold onto that last sentence; to be asked to look after someone important to Lalli seems like it was probably an honor. No matter how unworthy of it she might feel now, she still has room to marvel at it. ]
I hope that I did well.
[ Because failing at that sort of duty really would be unfortunate for all parties involved. She waits a beat, hesitant in her curiosity, but, ]
Why did you have to leave the city?
Were you scouting somewhere new?
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Date: 2020-10-02 02:38 am (UTC)succeeded. city was safe
( and, after a moment, )
you did well
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Date: 2020-10-03 11:49 pm (UTC)[ Quietly, Naminé attempts to fit together the pieces of the scenario into something resembling a reasonable shape for reality. It makes sense that she didn't go along, as ill-equipped as she would have been to assist in battle. But her past self must have been concerned, she imagines. How helpless she would have felt, just like she does any time something dangerous happens here. Still, it gives her some measure of comfort to hear she didn't do poorly at her own duties. ]
I'm glad there was some way I could help.
[ But, ]
I wish there were more of those.
[ Opportunities for her to assist, that is. ]