Da Capo

[guidingivories]

A dark, curtained room. A chair. A gramophone playing cheap-sounding jazz ... What is this place anyway.

You don't remember? Hehehe, that's hilarious. Neither do we. Looks like we'll have to start all over again, won't we, Soul?

What are you? If you don't remember anything, how do you know my name anyway, eh?

Why, that's simple, Soul! Because we

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[airgeargaigar]

*Subaru hears screaming and scrambles out, looking down over the guard rail from a few floors up* Are you okay!?

[guidingivories]

*nope, no one else was going to see him like that*

*dusts himself off and waves dismissively* Nothing to see here.

[airgeargaigar]

Uhm, if you say so, uh, you sure you shouldn't see a doctor?

[guidingivories]

Nah, this is nothing to a cool guy like me.

*a little trickle of blood runs down his forehead*

[airgeargaigar]

B-But you're bleeding... it's a head wound. Are you sure you shouldn't see a doctor?

[guidingivories]

Huh? *dabs at the blood* Man, not cool at all. Hey, can that doctor cure memory-loss?

[airgeargaigar]

Huh? No, they can't... they'd be pretty busy if the could.

[airgeargaigar]

You must be new around here, huh?

[guidingivories]

Seems like it, but everyone else says I've been here before.