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[ninedrive]

[ love ♡ and ♡ peace ]

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[ninedrive]

[ There's still unused pillows Lovecraft, knock yourself out. Koyanskaya just huffs a little breath and rolls over on her own claimed pillowpile. ]

Of course it isn't.

It'd be a waste, anyway. After all, we're supposedly being promised our freedom at the end of this anyway.

[ Can you hear the audible air quotes there, can you. ]

Just as long as we manage to find whoever holds our secrets, that is.

[ Several specific words are doing a lot of work in those sentences, but you know. ]

[ohrlyeh]

[She's using them, though! He's sort of inching closer, though...]

Our secrets...yes. I still don't understand that, really. Someone knows something about us we...don't remember? Maybe?

[ninedrive]

[ There are a few pillows at the foot of the pile that don't seem quite so claimed... Will he try for them... ]

Apparently. Quite rude, really. A lady's secrets shouldn't be spread around so willy-nilly.

Don't tell me you haven't noticed anything off yourself? Something that doesn't fit? Or are you going to tell me you're one of those age old ancient types who can't remember what you had for breakfast the other day, much less what happened a few years [ or more ] ago?

[ohrlyeh]

[He's sort of warily prodding a pillow with a foot. Sort of like a wild animal that is ABSOLUTELY not sure whether it wants to take this bait.]

Off....off..........

[He tilts his head, completely ignoring the last part. Ancient? Say it isn't so!]

Yes. I feel.....empty.

[ninedrive]

[ The pillow is prodded. Koyanskaya does not appear to be doing anything about it. ]

Empty?

Here I thought it was supposed to just be one secret. How much did they end up taking from you?

[ Maybe there just wasn't much there to begin with? ]

[ohrlyeh]

I...don't know?

[Now he's trying to take his foot to try to slide the pillow closer to him.]

I think it was something I should know, though....

[ninedrive]

I mean, probably! It was a secret of yours, after all.

Such a shame you've forgotten it all, though. Secret or not, I, for one, am still me. ♡

[ohrlyeh]

Are you still you?

[He sighs. He is looking to grab another pillow.]

What makes you "you", anyways....?

[ninedrive]

One's intrinsic nature isn't so easily changed.

[ Isn't it? ]

[ohrlyeh]

[He aims her an expectant stare.]

That...doesn't answer my question.

[ninedrive]

[ This is not what she would call pillowtalk, but on a literal level it is, sure. The clueless amnesiac is going to talk philosophy now? ]

Of course it does. I know my base nature. I know what I am, and unlike some I don't make a grand production of trying to defy it or pretending I am anything but.

Are you going to tell me that one's nature doesn't make them "them"?

[fouettee]

[Annette had come in quietly at some point, face red and puffy from crying, and had somewhat shyly found a spot for herself to sit and listen, head bowed. It isn't until this point in the conversation that she seems to find something to say.]

I feel a horrible sense of foreboding. It's a frightening responsibility, to hold something so important for another person, knowing that it might not be a kindness to return it...or to have your own returned to you.

[ninedrive]

You would rather lie to yourself and stay here, then?

I suppose past some of the more notable trappings, it is quite the gilded cage.

[ Maybe she should take notes? ]

[fouettee]

No, no...I feel that whatever part of me is missing, I must have it back.

[She puts her hands over her stomach. It feels like there's a hole inside of her, somehow, where some other person's secret has been haphazardly jammed inside--an ill fit. Annette can only be sure of one thing: knowledge is a burden.]

I only worry how badly it's going to hurt for so many of us.

[ninedrive]

[ Hmm. There's something... ]

... Do you think some people might figure out whose secret they hold, or who holds their own secret in turn...

And not ♡
give ♡
it back?

[ Out of misplaced compassion or otherwise. ]

[hjadningavig]

Preferably sooner than later.

[ Last to arrive is this humorless man, but otherwise he will be mostly quiet, and in the back. In the nearby shadows or something. Who knows. ]

[ninedrive]

Sure, sure. But you don't think everyone's going to just start spilling secrets all over the public forum, do you?

[ Because ok Batman. ]

[hjadningavig]

[ Insert commentary about the dark knight here and whathaveyou- ]

While some people are capable of indiscretion, I don't anticipate we'll be seeing that from most, no.

Still, there is no sense in not having some semblance of hope for resolution to be made in this regard, even if we ourselves will need to put in the work for it, no?

[ninedrive]

And will you, daring Tragic Knight, be leading the way? Setting a good example for all of us trailing in your footsteps, banding together under your banner? ♡

[ As far as putting in the work goes, anyway. ]

Honestly, I'm just wondering about those épreuves our dear Dramaturge mentioned.

[hjadningavig]

I'm afraid I'm no longer the type of knight to bring others underneath my banner. People will need to work out such efforts on their own - even if I may lead by 'example'.

[ Dainsleif is too kuudere distant for this...he just says such words so bluntly.

And there's the random French. ]

...Épreuves?

[ninedrive]

Don't look at me. I'm not the one who's calling them that.

Apparently, there's something we'll have to be doing each week in addition to the rest of it. Else we're going back on our engagement... and, well, I imagine you wouldn't want that to happen.

[ Considering they just saw what happens quite dramatically when you do. ]

[hjadningavig]

[ ......

Dainsleif makes a slightly pinched look on this face like he does not want anything to do with it. Sometimes expressions make a thousand words. ]

...Right, of course.

To be quite honest, I would rather see this place torn down, but it would be best to have it done in a way that ensures we are all still in one piece.

[ninedrive]

We're underground, let's not bury ourselves alive for real, now. I know that's the theming they're trying to do but there's really a limit to these things.

[ That is to say, she's agreeing. ]

[hjadningavig]

Of course.

...though, to be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if someone is willing to take the risk.

[ People can be pretty crazy. ]

[ninedrive]

If they have a death wish the least they can do is not take the rest of us down with them.

In fact, maybe they can even volunteer as tribute.