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[overninelives.livejournal.com]

I think I'm going to go crazy looking through all of this. Weddings, fights, deaths... how do we know any of this is real? Even if our names are on it, some of the things here are impossible. There was this one with this girl--

[a pause, and then a sigh] But everyone losing their memories doesn't exactly fall under normal, possible things, does it? Nothing makes sense.

... I'm Claire Bennet. If anyone has anything of mine, I'd appreciate seeing it.

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[homicideblonde.livejournal.com]

Huh! Now that's coincidence. Guess who else happens to be down here? [is going to get up from her seat and walk around, looking around for Claire]

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

[stands up as well, giving an awkward wave in her direction...?]

[homicideblonde.livejournal.com]

[spots her! and walks over, making no hurry. gives her a smile] So this is young Claire. You're even prettier when you're not-- [skjdhf stops]

[a sigh] There ain't no easy way to break this to you. [so she'll just hand over the picture of Claire with her brain on display] Sweetie, I'm so sorry.

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

[she takes the picture and looks down at it]

Oh my god. That's... no. No way. I'm...

[dead? Well, you can't really have your brain exposed like that and be alive, and it's sounding like she had been trying to kill herself or something--]

Oh god.

[homicideblonde.livejournal.com]

Hey, hey, hey. [puts a hand on her shoulder] Keep calm, now. No jumping to conclusions.

It don't have to be as bad as it looks. [...but she has absolutely no idea how]

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

[she tries to keep it together, taking a deep breath when there's a hand on her shoulder] Sorry--I just... I'm...

[like another photo with her name on it, she folds it once and slips it into her pocket. She can stare at it later]

Thanks. For bringing that. I don't think I got your name.

[homicideblonde.livejournal.com]

Don't you apologize. Ain't no reason.

Me, I'm Hyakurin. And if there's anything I can do... [is really concerned. it's one thing that her own memories are a blood-drenched mess, but Claire is so young]

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

I can apologize for meeting under weird circumstances.

[she forces up a smile] I'll be okay. I'm sure there's some sort of explanation. Context, at least.

[homicideblonde.livejournal.com]

[you're a trooper, Claire, but that smile isn't fooling anyone]

Mm. You're bound to find out. Sooner or later, it'll all make sense. Remember to come tell me when it does, 'kay? We'll get a good laugh at all our silly worrying now.

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

I will. Thank you. And I hope you find your memories. [and that they're not as... bad]

[homicideblonde.livejournal.com]

[ahaha, yeah, no luck there]

Thank you, dear. I have a bunch already, more'n enough to keep me pondering for years.

You gonna be okay now? Have anyone to stay with?

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Really. I, uh, have two dogs in my room.

How about you?

[homicideblonde.livejournal.com]

I was thinking of a more human kinda company, but if you're sure...

Oh, I'm fine. Lost my memories, sure, but I've still got my tobacco. I'll get through no problem. [laughs]

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

Are you sure? I don't mind being company.

[homicideblonde.livejournal.com]

[looks at her for a moment, then nods] Y'know, I just remembered; I was on my way to have a drink and something to eat. You're a little too young for the sake, but I'm sure we could get you a cup of tea.

What d'ya say? It's on me, of course.

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

Sure, if it's okay with you.

[homicideblonde.livejournal.com]

I did offer, didn't I? Ah, such a polite one!

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

[laughs a little] I'm just making sure.

[homicideblonde.livejournal.com]

It's okay, promise. Least I can do. Bein' the bringer of such bad news makes you feel kinda... guilty.

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

Don't. I don't even know if any of this stuff is real.