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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[ 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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[ fusses lightly ]