[She is probably messy, out of face paint, wearing her pajamas but you can't tell because they're also black and boring just like everything she wears.]
I'm afraid I unintentionally misled you, when I talked about my being mad. I did have hallucinations when I was a child, but then they stopped. The rest is just. . . [Lol.]
She died for me, to give me the power to save my own life, and the manner of her death meant I was going to consume her soul. I made some alterations to my brain, so I wouldn't remember her. Everything else was a side effect from the damage, memories that weren't accurate because she wasn't in them, or fail safes meant to ensure no one undid the work.
he just kind of stares for a moment, processing that information, and then. sighs. heavily. ]
So it was self-inflicted, sort of. [ jesus christ. he reaches up to rub the space between his eyebrows for a second. ] I can't say that you doing something like that surprises me. Or, that someone would die to save your life, for that matter.
[ harrow is a good and he would probably do the same, but maybe without ] The sword was hers too, right? So... if our wishes are granted tomorrow, she'll be returned to life?
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Come in.
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Settling in for the night? I won't talk your ear off for too long.
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[ softening, a bit. ] The woman on the card was the one for your wish. Right?
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[She still has the card tucked in her ribcage - bone and flesh.]
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... She was tied to what was going on with your head, too. How're you feeling?
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[She touches her temple.]
I'm afraid I unintentionally misled you, when I talked about my being mad. I did have hallucinations when I was a child, but then they stopped. The rest is just. . . [Lol.]
She died for me, to give me the power to save my own life, and the manner of her death meant I was going to consume her soul. I made some alterations to my brain, so I wouldn't remember her. Everything else was a side effect from the damage, memories that weren't accurate because she wasn't in them, or fail safes meant to ensure no one undid the work.
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this is why gu yun hates magic right here
he just kind of stares for a moment, processing that information, and then. sighs. heavily. ]
So it was self-inflicted, sort of. [ jesus christ. he reaches up to rub the space between his eyebrows for a second. ] I can't say that you doing something like that surprises me. Or, that someone would die to save your life, for that matter.
[ harrow is a good and he would probably do the same, but maybe without ] The sword was hers too, right? So... if our wishes are granted tomorrow, she'll be returned to life?