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[sevenxsorrows]

Nataku.

Don't ever drag me to a social event again. All those people, and all of that space invaded.

Augh.

The same applies to everyone else. Or better yet? Maybe I should throw a punch at the next person who touches me.

[ooc; ): she's serious]

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[sevenxsorrows]

Well, I guess? You're three years off. I don't look that old.

Bruce, have you ever been so sure of something, that your mind made you think it was real?

[ratherdieahero]

... You're really only sixteen?

[have a strange look, is this more opening up?] In some ways, yes. Why?

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[sevenxsorrows]

Yeah, I am.

[An allusion to something greater, yes. A cautious look on her face, it's something of her processing if he's even trust-worthy. Completely surprising for her disposition] Like a memory.

Hoping that it didn't happen, and then you think about it so hard, the memory is replaced with something -- or what you hope what the outcome is, based on what someone tells you.

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[ratherdieahero]

... Is this about the time you lost recently? Do you think you're suppressing something?

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[sevenxsorrows]

...

[Well. Wasn't expecting to go THIS far with confessing something. But it seems like he knows these things, right?]

Maybe, I don't know.

My mother is dead.

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[ratherdieahero]

[Bruce looks mildly stunned by this confession, and isn't sure how to react. He would normally give her a hug, but... That's out of the question.]

Your mother's death is something that you can't remember? How can you be sure? I thought you were brought here away from your world just like I was...

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[sevenxsorrows]

[Watching every reaction carefully. And his facial expression.. why that face?]

No.

I remember it. Every detail of it. There was something here that brought people to a nightmare world -- some type of curse that forced us to relive our grief.

Or maybe it's fake. I don't remember how I got here.

But how could you be so sure of that? It's why my father needs to come here so I can have that question answered.

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[ratherdieahero]

...[he knows he should lie and make her feel better, but he can't bring himself to do it]

Do you know if anyone else has had a fake memory surface? Or... maybe it isn't fake. You love your mother dearly, I've heard you talk about her... it is the type of memory that you wouldn't want to remember.

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[sevenxsorrows]

Right.

Because it doesn't look crazy to lose memories and make fake ones. And it doesn't look anymore crazy to ask around. I mean, how could you trust any of these people?

I course I love her. But she was- she was hurt really, really badly.

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[ratherdieahero]

...I'm not going to tell you what happened in your life, but maybe you should keep an eye out and see what others are saying about what happened. It may give you an idea of what to make of this new memory of yours.

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[sevenxsorrows]

They don't have fake memories, Bruce. Even the spirit who cursed everyone said it was from our own sorrow.

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[ratherdieahero]

... [Screw caring for her personal space, this girl clearly needs some comfort. He pulls her in for a hug.] I'm sorry.

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[sevenxsorrows]

[Whoa, there. Mary doesn't shove him off, even though it would be her first reaction to a hug, instead she just goes rigid, exhales a loud, annoyed and exasperated sigh. Doesn't know how to respond to it quite yet, because, god damn it, crying on him would be terrible.] It's your fault- I mean- Don't.

Besides, it's crazy. It's stupid.