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[Her name is April Sinclair, she was born in the English Wasteland 25 years ago, she doesn't have a husband or children, she never lived in Mayfield: those are the words April repeats to herself as she paces around the park. Those memories aren't real, she is-ISN'T, she isn't married, she's April Crowley-NO. She stops her pacing and
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[Something like that could be done with simple magecraft, Lancer had seen Rin do worse--...no, wait. Had he? Of course not, magic wasn't real. Right?]
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I remember things I shouldn't. Names, faces, days I should never have lived through. And the more I do that, the more I wonder if I really lived in Mayfield as long as I think.
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And even though you don't think you should have those memories, you still do... To be honest, I'm starting to doubt that the memories of living in Mayfield are even real. [But she still has those memories and they feel so real, but they can't be. They can't.]
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[Hesitantly Lancer held out his right arm, the air distorting and shifting for just a moment as a crimson spear appeared in his hand from nowhere.]
...if that's the case, how can I do that?
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[He brought the lance to rest against his shoulder, trying to concentrate.]
I know I got this weapon from...someone. Someone important, a long time ago. [Lancer shook his head, sighing.] I should remember her name and face, but I can't right now.
Guess we might as well start with the simple parts--what's your name? I'm...everyone calls me Lancer, I think. Don't they?
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[There's a few moment where she thinks to herself, before she speaks again.] ... And if you don't mind me asking, where are you from, Lancer?
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[But that was closer, wasn't it? It wasn't mayfield, so that was a step up.]
Ireland. I'm from Ireland.
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[His hand tightened on the lance against his shoulder, as if reminding himself it was there. That was an impossibility, something that shouldn't have existed if the memories of this town were really correct.]
You and me both, kid. I'll have to owe you one.
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And she gives Lancer a blank look at being called 'kid' (she's 25 dammit!), before she smiles slightly.]
Well, then I'll hold you to that.
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