Then you won't kill Dimitri. [ he speaks with confidence, if only to give claude some steady foundation when he's so lost in his own thoughts ] You'll find a way around it.
[ gently squeezes claude's hand he's still holding ]
Is it... worth commendation? That you killed Hoolay.
yves will just shift so he can pull a notebook out of his pocket, flipping past his ship notes and finding a blank page. he’ll turn so claude can see what he’s writing, which are just abbreviated parts of their convo ]
I think you went into Jing Yuan or Jiao’s memories. Don’t know why, though. Or how.
But it sounds like your memories got overwritten, and it’s getting hard to parse through what’s real and not.
The injuries are real though… which is concerning.
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... I don't think I like how battles seem to follow you.
[ not his claude.... that's his other blorbo ]
Do you... remember anything about a deer?
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This is my first deployment.
[ He's never been to battle before! ]
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[ it's like someone else's memories got uploaded into claude's reliver body.... ]
Do your injuries still hurt? What got you?
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[ Desperately taking ibuprofen.
But oh. His gaze goes all distant again. ]
Hoolay bit me.
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Hoolay is...? The enemy?
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[ His brows furrow. Man, his brain is so scrambled. ]
No, hold on. Dimitri is the enemy commander.
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[ soothingly, he'll let his fingers brush back claude's hair out of his face, threading through it lightly ]
There can be... two enemy commanders.
One you knew before all this, and one you knew after.
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I... killed Hoolay. [ ... ] But I don't want to kill Dimitri.
[ This is not a yaoi thing. ]
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Then you won't kill Dimitri. [ he speaks with confidence, if only to give claude some steady foundation when he's so lost in his own thoughts ] You'll find a way around it.
[ gently squeezes claude's hand he's still holding ]
Is it... worth commendation? That you killed Hoolay.
[ does he want congratulations? ]
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Yeah, that guy's an asshole.
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he can't help the laugh that gets punched out of him ]
Okay. Then congratulations on your victory, Claude.
I'm glad you came back safely. You scared me.
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Were we gone long...?
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We hung out last night... and you got back this afternoon? I think if you took any longer I would've had to start up a search party.
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[ Briefly goes back to the war. ]
Strange.
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Which part?
[ so much of this is strange ]
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But especially... why? Or, what happened?
[ Brain wheels start spinning. ]
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yves will just shift so he can pull a notebook out of his pocket, flipping past his ship notes and finding a blank page. he’ll turn so claude can see what he’s writing, which are just abbreviated parts of their convo ]
I think you went into Jing Yuan or Jiao’s memories. Don’t know why, though. Or how.
But it sounds like your memories got overwritten, and it’s getting hard to parse through what’s real and not.
The injuries are real though… which is concerning.
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Everything seems to tie back to us not being used to this place, but this feels a little excessive.
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[ frowns some more ]
To have it happen today too... Thursdays seem... dangerous.
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But if this is a new addition then people getting grievously injured doesn't bode well if anyone wants to plot another murder.
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... I was going to try to get people together so they at least aren't alone tonight... do you want to come with? Or would you rather rest in a bed?
[ an ic explanation for claude coming to curfew ]
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[ lost in memories of the war ]
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[ don't hit claude... ]
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[ He's baby. ]
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