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[harpy_boy]

A beam of green light heralds the arrival of a Harpuia. He looks around in surprise and confusion, his wings fluttering behind him before settling to his back. He hesitates before speaking.

"What do you do about lost memories?"

((Mun must be off to bed. Back!))

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[glacius_passio]

That was the second time Leviathan had seen a Harpuia with wings. She was starting to wonder just how many alts of her brother had them.

"Have you been scanned by a mechanic or a medic?"

[harpy_boy]

He blinks at her, frowning slightly. She seems familiar...

"The only mechanic of any sort that I've had contact with is the one who told me to call him Uncle. He said he could do nothing for my memories because I was so badly damaged when he found me."

[glacius_passio]

She blinks back, "What is it?"

"Does this.."Uncle" guy know how you were damaged? If he does, it might make it easier for a mechanic to know how to go about repairing you."

[harpy_boy]

"You seem familiar..."

"He says it was during a massive battle. He said I was killed..."

[six_lives_left]

"I don't know; but if I ever find out for myself, if I can find you I'll be certain to tell you."

Serin offers a faint smile.

"I don't know if I should be pleased that someone understands, or upset that someone has to."

[harpy_boy]

"I only have a few clues to my past. The bot who found me claims he doesn't know anything, but I suspect he does."

((Note, he's still wearing his helmet.))

[six_lives_left]

"I don't know if Corbeau knew anything about me. Certainly, he didn't quite know how to mend certain things ..."

"There's one thing, at least, that might be a clue for me. Maybe we should compare notes?"

[harpy_boy]

"I'm not sure it will help..."

[prodigalsith]

"Depending on if you want them back or not, try to get them back. Or wait for them to return on their own."

The latter is what Revan's going with, since he doesn't want to ruin his chances of remembering.

[harpy_boy]

"I'm not certain of anything except a pull to something that isn't in my world."

((Note, he still has his helmet on.))

[girouette_z]

Girouette studies Harpuia, shrugging off the familiar form, he continues.

"If the memories are all that important, they will play a bigger role in the time to come....If they don't, why not make new ones?"

[harpy_boy]

"Memories or not, I feel drawn somewhere that's not in my world."

((Note, he's still wearing his helmet.))