Fake 20 [Action/Written]

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[ Action for House 39 ]

[ The first thing that Repliku notices, once he realizes he's not with the Malnosso any longer, is that it's cramped wherever he is. He notices this by flailing rolling over and hitting his shoulder against the top of... whatever space he's wedged in. The second thing that he notices is that it's dark. Not particularly dark

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[Considering their last conversation, it isn't hard for Ion to connect the dots as to what this is about. He puts up a quick filter for some added privacy.]

This is about your memories, isn't it?

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Yeah. I think I [ He pauses for a moment. ] asked them to erase them. [ While he was kidnapped. He was kidnapped, by the way. ]

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[Ion hadn't known he was kidnapped, unfortunately, so he wasn't sure which "them" Riku was referring to, but...]

Erase them? Is that really what you would want?

[Real or not, people were shaped by their memories, weren't they? That's why replicas on Auldrant were considered to be born as blank slates.]

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I don't know. I think. maybe

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[A pause.]

You told me before you don't know where your own memories start. But even if they aren't "real" [There's a bit of an emphasis on those quotation marks. Who's to say what is real and what's fake, after all?] they're still a part of who you are, aren't they?

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They're a part of the real one.

Not me. For me they're just

fake.

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[The next words are written quickly and look a bit less neat than the previous.]

You're just as real as he is. Regardless of whether your memories are true or not.

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It's easy enough to say that. It doesn't feel like it.

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[He opens his mouth as if to say something, but thinks better of it. The next words are written carefully.]

You're right. It is easier to say than it is to accept.

But the life you're living here is real. To the people you've met here, you're real. You and I both.

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Maybe.

I guess [ ... ] you're right. I just wish [ he hesitates, but finishes the sentence anyway, ] it really felt like that.

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Perhaps someday it will?

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If I get lucky.

[ It's an attempt at humor. But text is a bit fail at conveying that... ]

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[That it is, but Ion wasn't exactly anticipating full-blown optimism either.]

I don't know if luck has anything to do with it. [He smiles.] But if it's any consolation, you're already real to me.

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[personafalsify]

[ Repliku spends a long time staring at that last sentence before finally writing a reply. ]

thanks