Week 5

[airlockedmods]

[Five weeks in, and suddenly your numbers have been reduced by a lot. All evidence of Oda's methodical slaughter has been wiped away by the robots, but getting rid of the memories isn't going to be so easy. Not to mention the emotional scars.

Again on Sunday morning, you'll find yourselves with some new memories and some new items. Today, however, there are no new rooms.]

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday


(( ooc: Don't forget to turn in your AC for Week 4, submit your memory regains, and put in your Benefactor threads! ))

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[neverheardofhim]

[There was a lot there that Varric didn't understand. The ships, those were starting to make sense, the more time he spent here in Starfield. Ships, space, that was the sort of thing he'd begun to piece together. Other parts, on the other hand, were far beyond him.

He didn't need a book to decipher the note in her voice, though. Whatever a nuke was, it was bad enough to upset her.]

Who is he? The Director, or...?

[tuskenlancer]

No. Not the Director.

[ That...well, it would have been bad, but at least it wouldn't have been her fault. She shakes her head. ]

The leader of the Insurrection. [ ("Insurrection.") ] The one I...fed info to, defected to.

[ What makes this even omre frustrating is that she still can't remember just what information she'd managed to collect and hand over to him. Had it been worth it? Any of it? ]

We were. Together, I guess.

[ And she doesn't remember that either, not really. She remembers realizing that she had feelings for him, sure. But not the feelings themselves. ]

I abandoned my team...I left my friends to be with him.

And he tried to kill them all.

[neverheardofhim]

You didn't know he would try?

[She had said as much, but he wanted to be sure.]

I don't think that's your fault. Hell, I aided and abetted Anders with half of his mage rights schemes. But I wasn't the one who put the bomb in the Chantry that day.

[Much as he wanted to blame himself, when it came down the brass tacks, it was just Anders behind the attack.]

We can't always take the fall for our loved ones.

[tuskenlancer]

[ CT shakes her head again. No, she hadn't known. Not like that. A few potshots to keep the MoI at bay, sure. But a nuke... ]

But he wouldn't even have known about us if it wasn't for me. He would never had had a reason to attack at all.

[ Still "us." She knows, logically, that she'd defected, that she was no longer a part of Project Freelancer. But knowing it and living it are two different things.

One of the tears that had been threatening to fall nearly escapes. Quickly, CT swipes the back of her hand across her eyes, looking shamefacedly away from Varric. ]

I don't even know if they got out in time. And if they didn't...

[ Then it's her fault. The Counselor had said that Wash and Carolina had been reassigned, but he hadn't mentioned anyone else by name. Is this what had happened to the rest of them? Had CT killed them all? ]

[neverheardofhim]

[Varric reached out. He knew was too late to wipe the tear away, but her hand was a good consolation prize. He squeezed it tight, lowering it to the space between them as he did. Never once did his eyes leave her, and never once did he look as if condemned her.]

You didn't know. You were trying to do the right thing.

[When the Chantry exploded, at least he knew his friends weren't among the faithful. They were all at his side, watching the ash and rubble rain down upon the city they'd protected for seven years.]

They're supposed to be the fastest, strongest and smartest soldiers out there, right? I'm sure they got out. They don't sound like the types to just curl up and die.

[tuskenlancer]

You can't outrun a bomb.

[ Not after a certain point. Maybe if they were far enough away to begin with. Maybe if 479er had alerted them soon enough to get back to the dropship.

Maybe. Maybe.

Maybe the Counselor knows, but even if he does, she's still not sure that she wants to ask him. What if he confirms her worst fears? ]

...I don't know.

I guess I'll remember eventually, right?

[ You know, unless she dies first. ]