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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
11/25/2015 3:10:03 AM
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" Depends. Where is here?"
The place was dark, and he couldn't really see. At least, not any doors. Switching the light on his helmet on, he looked around. Sure enough, there was a door on the other end of the room. He limped over and opened the door. His wound was still bleeding, but he paid it no attention.
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The tension is palpable and she's wondering if this is such a good Idea after all. She steps forward. R:" I'm sorry to intrude upon you like this , but I am looking for someone, a Sunsinger named Trinity."
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Edited by IXMMISmokey: 11/25/2015 11:07:23 PM[i] Don't know her.[/i] " She has amnesia. You have experience with memory recovery." [i] Aye, I do. Why is this Trinity person important?[/i]
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R:" She isn't ,What I mean is she was mentioned as someone who might be able to help me. But to be honest I have found no proof to say she even exists."
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[i] And you came to me so I could help patch your memory back up?[/i]
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R:" I came to ask if you could help, wether that was by doing something yourself or pointing me in the right direction. Even being told there was nothing that could be done,I would at least know to stop looking.,I have to try, you understand."
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The Warlock pondered this for a few seconds. [i] Well, I don't know anyone else who can help you, but I might be able to cure your amnesia manually. [/i]
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Romii sighs, R:" if u think you can, but what wld u want in return.?"
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[i] Peace and quiet. And take him away from me.[/i]
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She turns to Lake and raises an eyebrow.
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Lake didn't offer any comment.
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R:" So what now ?" She asks
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Edited by IXMMISmokey: 11/26/2015 4:18:12 AM[i] Now, I ask you a few questions. First off, are you comfortable with this?[/i] The Warlock showed his right arm. It was a Vex arm.
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R:" That rather depends on what you plan on doing with it."
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[i] I'm going to emit a light pulse through this arm directly to the back of your head. It'll be harmless, but it is pretty freaky.[/i]
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[i]she hesitates momentarily [/i] R:" Ok go for it"
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The Warlock nodded. [i] Sit down somewhere and we'll start.[/i]
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[i]she looks around then decided where she is, is as good as anywhere [/i]
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The Warlock walked behind her and aimed his Vex arm at the back of her head. [i] Hope you're ready for this. It's not always a pleasant trip.[/i] A small, almost invisible beam of light emitted from his hand to her head. He couldn't see it, but all the memories that were locked away started flooding back to Romii.
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[i] It's all a disordered jumble of images, emotions which for now doesn't seem to be in any discernible order. With most of it comes a sense of familiarity, but the most recent images have no emotion no nothing . Almost like they happened to someone else. Romii turns very very pale.[/i]
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Lake didn't move, but he grew worried. The Warlock pressed forward with the process. Now, instead of the rush, each memory was slowed down individually.
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[i]As each of the images becomes a story,the random emotions she's been bombarded with , begin to associate themselves, it all clicks into place. Almost all. The recent images play through but there just isn't any associated emotion. Like watching a film with the volume off. [/i] [b]even though she's sitting, she begins to sway slightly all colour has drained even from her lips, and her eyes begin to flicker. , [/b]
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Lake, who was leaning on a wall with his arms crossed, now was standing at full attention. The Warlock could see his anticipation. [i] Only a little bit left.[/i] The final memories were finally within reach. The process was almost done.
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[i] Its as tho something inside her mind breaks, like a lock thats been forced and then you open the door a thousand crows come screaming out, rage, and grief and despair hit her like a tsunami.[/i] [b] her eyes continue to flicker for a moment then they whiteout , and she slumps to the floor unconscious, her body involuntarily tremmoring[/b]
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[i] Shit![/i] Lake walked over and picked her up, then he propped her up against something. " The hell was that?!" [i] I never said it was easy.[/i] " Is she going to wake up?" [i] That depends. She probably saw something very unpleasant. It could be one hour. It could be six hours. You can never know with these types of situations. So get comfortable because this might take a while. [/i] " So we just sit and wait?" [i] If I try to wake her up I might scramble her head. It's best to just let her sort it out on her own.[/i]
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[ sorry had really bad connection the last 2 days] [i] The hours pass and she remains utterly motionless, just when Lake is starting to think she might never wake up, she starts to stir, for the most part she seems to be having some sort of nightmare but seems unable to wake up[/i]
