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cancry2020-08-23 02:12 pm
morelikeisabeast) wrote in cancry2020-08-23 02:12 pm
Wake up, kid
There's a park, somewhere in Purgatory, with a basketball court. A bunch of spectre children idly throw a ball back and forth, without any real sense of playing an actual game. One of them, a hispanic looking girl, blinks in surprise as she Wakes Up just in time to catch the ball and stumble back a step, looking around in confusion. She spent a minute trying to talk to the other kids, seeing if any of them were as confused as she was, but they all just kind of waited for her to throw the ball with a dazed look in their eyes.
The Jock dropped the ball, leaving it to bounce slowly to a stop as she walked away, looking around for someone else who wasn't asleep. Maybe SHE was asleep and this was a dream. She figured if this was really happening, she would feel more worried right now. She'd stick with that until she woke up, or until something about this started making sense.
You can usually tell the difference between a spectre that is a awake and a spectre that isn't. This one is just wandering around generally towards the fountain, but there's an alertness to her that makes her stand out. Also, at some point she grabbed a big stick from the park and was holding it like a club, ready to hit someone over the head if she needed to.
The Jock dropped the ball, leaving it to bounce slowly to a stop as she walked away, looking around for someone else who wasn't asleep. Maybe SHE was asleep and this was a dream. She figured if this was really happening, she would feel more worried right now. She'd stick with that until she woke up, or until something about this started making sense.
You can usually tell the difference between a spectre that is a awake and a spectre that isn't. This one is just wandering around generally towards the fountain, but there's an alertness to her that makes her stand out. Also, at some point she grabbed a big stick from the park and was holding it like a club, ready to hit someone over the head if she needed to.
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She had the grace to look embarrassed by that, at least.
"I don't know what's going on."
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Ugh, why do they have to be the responsible newbie-greeter for once? It's irritating.
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That seemed like it should be a bigger deal than she felt like it was. But...dead is dead. No sense crying over it.
"Who are you? Who am I, for that matter?"
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"Rei can give us back one of our memories, but after that... nothing. Not even our names."
They appreciated the kid's practical outlook, at least.
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The Jock didn't feel like she had any better idea what was going on. But she did kind of feel like that wasn't hugely important, if this...suit of magic armor didn't know either. She just kind of felt like she should be the one calling the shots.
"Take me to see Rei, then. Whoever that is!"
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It's good to see that not all of the new recruits were worrywarts. (They still worry about Iris, not that they'd ever admit it.) Kingslayer slaps Isabel's back with more force than strictly necessary and begin marching out of the basketball court. "C'mon! She should be by the coffee around this time... ish."
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Oh. That's a problem. The confident aura faltered for a moment. And she certainly wasn't going to go around being called "jock".
"...You know what kid is fine for now."
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"Mine's Kingslayer! Pretty badass, right?"
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She's just...not going to, right now. For reasons.
"Y-yeah. It sounds like an antihero from a TV show."
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"...what's a TV show?"
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Oh god of COURSE the magic suit of armor doesn't know what a TV show is.
"It's like...a story that you watch, that happens in a magic glowing box."
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After. A fashion. Yes.
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Close enough.
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"So, like. What kind of meter does this TV stuff have?"
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Ugh, they're more like plays I guess?
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