Intro | Memory Loss | BYOA

[shatteredshield]

The dream had escaped her by the time she woke up, and the dreaminess gave way to a plethora of confusion and unease. Blue eyes looked around the room, with all the red and the dim lighting, a frown marring her pretty face. Looking down, she blushed as she realized she was stark naked under the covers, pulling a sheet up to cover her large chest.

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[thedemoneater]

Haruka paused right outside the door, the strange statement from behind it, barely audible but startling none the less giving him pause. He had a little bit of morbid curiosity about the person who had uttered that question... he had memory issues himself from time to time, so it was natural that it interested him.

After a moments pause, the tengu gripped the doorknob and pushed it open, his eyes falling upon the girl in the bed.

"Did you just ask," he began, slipping inside and shutting the door behind him, "Who you were?"

[shatteredshield]

Shannon blinked, her eyes focused on the man as she kept herself modest with the sheet. She then nodded as he asked. "Yes... I can't remember even the slightest detail." She wondered if the man knew her, her head lowering some. "I'm sorry... I should remember something like that." She smiled apologetically, cheeks lightly pink.

[thedemoneater]

"Don't feel sorry. It's not something you can help," usually he avoided trying to have lengthy conversations with anyone, humans in particular. However the situation this girl was in made him feel something of a kindred spirit in her. He took a seat at the edge of her bed, "I can probably relate a little bit with what you're feeling."

[shatteredshield]

The girl smiled, the expression full of hope as she leaned closer to him. "Really?" Maybe she wasn't alone; maybe something had happened, not just to her, but everyone here. It was certainly a possibility, wasn't it?

[thedemoneater]

"Yes, beyond a few months ago... most of my past is a fog to me. I remember a few things, however a great deal of it is just gray," he slide a hand over to squeeze hers, a comforting gesture he hoped, "It can be very frustrating."

[shatteredshield]

Her smile grew, her fingers curling around his hand. He may have been a stranger, but his hand was real, and warm. It was something she could hold on to. "Please... tell me your name."

[thedemoneater]

"My name is Haruka," he replied, his voice surprisingly warm. He squeezed her hand lightly, "I'm certain you will recover your memories. It might be a very long road, but eventually..."

[shatteredshield]

The girl allowed herself to move closer. "Thanks... I wish I had a name to give you." She needed that companionship, that assurance that she was no longer alone. And she really did wish she had a name that she could give him.

[thedemoneater]

"It will come to you," he reached over to caress her cheek with his other hand, fingers lightly tracing her cheekbone, "Is there maybe something you might like to be called? It doesn't have to be your actual name."

[shatteredshield]

Shannon thought a moment, looking around. Poking out from one of the drawers was a piece of silk, in a shade of pink that she seemed to like. She turned her gaze back to Haruka with a smile. "How about... Sakura?" It would do for the time being.

sorry for the late! *at a con*

[thedemoneater]

"Sakura is a good name," the tengu nodded, the corners of his lips twitching upwards just slightly, "It seems fitting for you somehow."