video.

[seposent]

[ when the video turns on, leo is in the music room at home, seated in the window. there's a violin on the seat beside him, as well as some sheet music and a pen, and instead of musical notes, there are doodles on the papers, small sketches of a woman. --it's hard to tell who she might be, though, because the drawings are vague, empty of details

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[showbizpanache]

Any memory you have of her counts. And that's a very nice one.

[seposent]

I wish I had more like that. By the time I was five or six, after all, she was afraid of me.

[showbizpanache]

Afraid of you? What, did you get too into your Xbox games or something?

[seposent]

[ a slightly puzzled pause, but then he laughs. ]

.. I'm not sure what an Xbox game is, but.. no, I don't think it had anything to do with that.

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[typhlopid]

Sight is only one part of a memory, and many things are much stronger - scents, sounds, and so on. You may not remember your mother's face, but perhaps you remember her smell, or her laugh.

Little bits and pieces slip away now and then, that is the nature of human memory. But rather than try and catch something that is eluding you, perhaps you should focus on that which you can recall...?

[seposent]

Mm.. I suppose it's just a little distressing. You never want to forget people who were important to you, after all.

[typhlopid]

[There is warmth there, though the voice itself is rather dignified.] Of course not.

But it seems you are doing the opposite of forgetting.

[seposent]

Oh, I'm sure I will eventually. I don't remember much about my previous incarnations' families, either. If they even had families other than the Baskervilles, I mean.

video;

[tiny_schemer]

[This small one is apparently up past his bedtime. He's wearing little button-down pajamas.]

I don't know my birthday either. I'm an orphan.

It's like that with my grandfather... I didn't know him too long before he died. But sometimes I kind of remember his hands, and the window.

Seems far away. I didn't know grown-ups thought of that stuff too.

video;

[seposent]

[ he smiles a little, stretching his legs out. ]

So am I, or I suppose I was. That's what we were taught in the orphanage if we didn't know our birth-dates. We used the new year as a kind of collective birthday.

[ a slight tilt of his head. ]

You loved your grandfather?

[tiny_schemer]

[Now that's interesting, jumping right to the topic of love.]

--I dunno. I don't really remember him at all. I guess I did, I mean, he was the only family I had. Why?

[seposent]

I think it's easier to keep memories when it's of someone you cared about. Otherwise, they start to piece apart after a while.. [ he rubs a knuckle absently against his mouth, glancing out the window briefly. ] Though I guess sometimes they do anyway, huh?

[video]

[swordandbells]

You're lucky you have the memory you do. [Her voice is tinged with longing and sadness.] I never knew my mother. She died giving birth to me.

[seposent]

Perhaps it's best, then, that you have no memories of her at all. At least you can't miss something you've never had.

[video]

[swordandbells]

Perhaps. But I still wish I would have had it to begin with.

[seposent]

[ he starts slightly at the sound of the voice, small shoulders stiffening for a moment before he forces them to relax. ]

.. I don't care about my birthday. It doesn't matter, there's nothing to celebrate.

[seposent]

There's no one. The first of the year is good enough.