[reexperiencing this is so alien to her; it's been so long since she was this girl. she's frightened of many things, but the terror and confusion that the girl felt is something she tries to distance herself from. she can't access any of those feelings, so she simply feels numb, too tired to feel much of anything.
but his question, the way he seems to say that with some significance, breaks through it, makes her nervous all over again.]
Did you speak to the four that arrived in bad shape last Thursday?
[ If it was JUST Briarwood then maybe he would've thought it a weird-ass coincidence. Briarwood isn't like, a one-in-a-million sort of surname, probably. But that plus the hanging and the dude biting necks is, you know. ]
[ I think they killed her. Maybe. I don't remember. ]
She's from your world? What?
[ Everyone said it like she was just some freak cultist running around on her own, which while hateful wouldn't be THAT surprising. This is a bit more than he's bargained for. ]
That she was the crazed person tormenting them all. Something about seeing -- well. Pickles had told me that he watched me strangle Mr. Matsuno, before getting hung on a tree with a number of others.
[ Briarwood. Hanging on a tree. The beats are just right, aren't they. ]
Obviously I couldn't have, I was around the camp the entire day. I thought it'd been some manner of hallucinations they'd experienced and that lady, some random different threat but...
Sounds like maybe it's another targeted thing. Just like these shadows.
Her ghost is. Stubborn. It has stuck around for a very long time. I haven't heard her since I came here, but it wouldn't surprise me if she's trying to find her way back to me.
Likely to just be a terror manifested by this place, probably. Although I do question why not you, and others instead... to sow discomfort and distrust? I don't know.
I think, from what I could glean, they took care of her. At the least for now. But I pray for your sake... and everyone else's that she doesn't return, and similar others don't arrive.
[ He looks, debates, and wonders. In most cases, this would be trauma, and reasonably so given what Matilda went through. Unfortunately in Laudna's case, it also carries a rather very literal tune to it. ]
Why keep bothering you after all this time? Does she hope you could bring her back somehow?
[yes she's realizing he thinks perhaps some sort of metaphorical haunting, but.]
She left a piece of herself in me, by accident, I suppose. And then when she died, that was the only piece of her left. She's trapped with me. I'm the only one who can restore her.
She was the most important person to me. Even before we became an "item." I'm not even sure if that will continue, but...
When we met, neither of us could really lead normal lives. Me because, well, it's a bit obvious. And her because of her own magical abilities. She has odd dreams and visions and can hear people's thoughts, meaning it wasn't possible for her to be in too close quarters with many people.
But she's since learned how to block some of that. So she really could lead whatever life she wanted to, now!
[ Presumably, outside of there being some secretly super fucky somethings happening in the bg. ]
The importance of a person doesn't ever need to go away regardless of the status of your current relationship.
[ The power list alone makes Imogen Samarie-coded, that's so funny. Daan is quiet for a moment, contemplating whether to ask. Then decides why not, things don't often get done if you don't ask. ]
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but his question, the way he seems to say that with some significance, breaks through it, makes her nervous all over again.]
...Yes. Why?
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[ If it was JUST Briarwood then maybe he would've thought it a weird-ass coincidence. Briarwood isn't like, a one-in-a-million sort of surname, probably. But that plus the hanging and the dude biting necks is, you know. ]
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[she relaxes slightly. the way she doesn't even know what a player cyoa is so she just thinks delilah's ass is just hanging around.]
...Yes. I know. They saw her.
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She's from your world? What?
[ Everyone said it like she was just some freak cultist running around on her own, which while hateful wouldn't be THAT surprising. This is a bit more than he's bargained for. ]
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I know her, yes. But I didn't do this on purpose.
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...
I just don't like what that might imply, for our current situation.
[ He rolls it back a little bit, because it wasn't his intention to scare her. ]
I know you've made mention of how your life then and now aren't the same, but... I'm sorry that happened to you, regardless.
That felt terrifying.
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[but more hollowly; it's easier not to dwell when she can avoid thinking of it.]
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[ Matilda... it's a nice name, but he won't say that if Laudna prefers to be Laudna. ]
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...What did they tell you, about Delilah?
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[ Briarwood. Hanging on a tree. The beats are just right, aren't they. ]
Obviously I couldn't have, I was around the camp the entire day. I thought it'd been some manner of hallucinations they'd experienced and that lady, some random different threat but...
Sounds like maybe it's another targeted thing. Just like these shadows.
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[god.]
Her ghost is. Stubborn. It has stuck around for a very long time. I haven't heard her since I came here, but it wouldn't surprise me if she's trying to find her way back to me.
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I think, from what I could glean, they took care of her. At the least for now. But I pray for your sake... and everyone else's that she doesn't return, and similar others don't arrive.
[ Womp womp W2 CYOA. ]
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She always comes back. But for now, I suppose, she's taken care of.
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Why keep bothering you after all this time? Does she hope you could bring her back somehow?
[ In a similar manner to Laudna herself? ]
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[yes she's realizing he thinks perhaps some sort of metaphorical haunting, but.]
She left a piece of herself in me, by accident, I suppose. And then when she died, that was the only piece of her left. She's trapped with me. I'm the only one who can restore her.
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[ He kind of relates to it, in a certain sense. It's a potential cause for a pretty major long-term concern for him too. ]
I apologise that's something you have to deal with, Ms. Laudna... and for this place to bring out two cruel reminders so soon after one another.
You wouldn't consider the wish to banish her presence forever?
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[so, no.]
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Must be something really vital then, if that's the kind of bar that's being set...
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[ His expression softens ever-so-slightly. ]
I think I've overheard you talking a bit about her.
That's really considerate of you.
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She was the most important person to me. Even before we became an "item." I'm not even sure if that will continue, but...
When we met, neither of us could really lead normal lives. Me because, well, it's a bit obvious. And her because of her own magical abilities. She has odd dreams and visions and can hear people's thoughts, meaning it wasn't possible for her to be in too close quarters with many people.
But she's since learned how to block some of that. So she really could lead whatever life she wanted to, now!
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The importance of a person doesn't ever need to go away regardless of the status of your current relationship.
[ The power list alone makes Imogen Samarie-coded, that's so funny. Daan is quiet for a moment, contemplating whether to ask. Then decides why not, things don't often get done if you don't ask. ]
What would make you happy, Ms. Laudna?
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