Week 4

[airlockedmods]

[After everything that this case was, you probably don't want to deal with anything else. But you wake up on Sunday, just like before, with some new memories, and some new stores to check out.

Let's see what this week brings.]

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(( Don't forget to check in, and check your memory regains! You can also stop by the gacha machine and Xander's office hours. ))

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[induality]

[Isn't that just the question. Even so, she can't say it doesn't make her happy in a small way to hear that name again-- something that wouldn't have meant much of anything to her just a day ago.]

I don't know, honestly. I feared everything back in Starfield-- everything but my memories.

[She'd always had this weird amount of confidence that the important things would work themselves out, even if she didn't remember it. Or maybe she was just too busy being afraid that anything else that happened would be worse-- or be the thing that caused her history to go bad.]

Now... that's the one thing I'm most afraid of. Some of them make me really happy... others... r-really hurt.

[neverheardofhim]

And some of them don't make any sense at all, right?

[His collection of supplies are set to the side for the time being. Instead, he uses a free hand to reach out and brush against one of her own. Where they stood, between what happened at Starfield and what continued to happen here, Varric couldn't say. But at least this gesture was harmless (and avoidable) enough.]

I thought it couldn't get any worse than waking up with memories back there. But not knowing what horrible death I'm going to remember next? That's worse.

[induality]

Just one case in and I don't know which is worse. Even though those two people didn't mean anything to me, I keep thinking about the horrible things that murderer said and I know he's right. Each week we're going to see how the people that aren't here with us now died-- and yet we could lose the ones we have here with us at any time; before we can even remember what they really meant to us...

[She doesn't avoid the warm gesture. It's comforting. Especially after losing Soma in such an ugly and fearful faction, she's grateful for the ones that are still here as she begins to remember them more clearly.]

[neverheardofhim]

I worry about what I'm going to wake up every day in this shithole. Am I going to find a body? Or just remember finding one? And which one is going to feel worse?

[The sigh he lets out is a heavy one, and with it his whole body seems to slump. The lines in his face deepen and the shadows beneath his eyes seem all the fuller. For once, the man finally seems to look his age.

And then it's gone. He straightens back up, offering Fukawa a gentle smile. Nothing in his posture might have indicated the heavy weight he seemed to bare just seconds before.]

That just means I have to try harder. I can't stop the memories, but maybe I can keep the bodies from piling up. I'll keep you and everyone else safe.