[ 008 ] forward-dated to tomorrow

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[So, in case you didn't know, Lily died. Tragic, eh? As I'm sure you know, when people die, they come back with temporary amnesia. Lily is not exempt from this phenomenon. She wakes up in her cell, confused and alone. Not scared - just confused. It takes a little while to get herself oriented. When she does, she jumps up and rummages through the

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[While there isn't much else to do in the keep that captures his interest, all Chrono seems to be doing lately is spending time in the library. This evening appears to be no different. However, as Chrono walks among the library's multitude of shelves he spots a young blonde girl doing the same.

Looks like he's got company.]

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[A memory surfaced earlier where Lily remembers being called a dog. However, she's found a book on dogs, and they look completely different! They're furry and have claws and cute little ears. Lily doesn't have cute little ears. How disappointing!

Her browsing is interrupted when she notices Chrono. Oh, wow, he has purple hair! That's so super cool!]

Hey, wow, you have purple hair! That's so super cool!

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[Not one to bother others, Chrono had stayed silent and let the girl be, figuring she would ignore him. So much for that.]

Uh...thank you?

[What's with everyone's sudden fascination with his hair?]

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You're welcome! I wish my hair were purple.

[That's why everyone is fascinated. Because it's fucking purple.]

What's your name? I'm Lily! Do you live here, too?

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[...k.]

Lily?

[The name was familiar, somehow...

Wait.]

Ah, that's right, Lily! We've spoken before. When I first arrived here. I'm Chrono. It's nice to meet you in person.

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Umm... No, I don't think we've ever spoken before, sorry! But we are now, so that's okay. It's nice to meet you, Chrono! That's a really cool name. Do you live here, too? In the keep, not the library! Or, do you live in the library? That would be totally awesome!

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Are you sure?

[Have a confused look. The names are the same and the voice, from what he can remember, sounds the same as well.]

Thanks. No, I don't live here. I guess I'm staying here for a while, in the...keep, but um I'm not from here. I'm one of the Lord's guests.

[Strange. Strange girl.]

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Oh, really? I live here, I'm pretty sure. It's great! Do you like it here? I love it here! Did you know there's a whole armory filled with totally cool stuff?

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An armory? No I didn't.

[He hadn't finished exploring the entirety of the keep just yet. An armory could be-]

Wait! You're pretty sure? You don't know?

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Welllll, I don't know a lot of things! People are talking to me like they know me, and there's lots of talk about memories or whatever. But I'm pretty sure I do!

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I-

[Oh no.]

What do you remember?

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I remember my name! And I kinda remember some other weird white place. Then I remember the Keep, and I remember some people, and I remember my brothers and sisters...

[Wow, when you lay it out like that...]

Oh, man, I really don't remember anything!

[the_brokenhorn]

[He was afraid so.]

Um, do you remember any people you know here? Any friends you have in the keep?

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Ummm... [Give her a moment.] I can remember what some people look like, but not really who they are.