a thing

[heroinhisowntime]

[In the tradition of Aather games, the setting is a stone room with no windows... or doors. There is a simple table with two chairs set with some basic food - meats, cheeses, fruit, etc. There is also a piece of paper on the table with instructions, but it just reads Take this chance how you will.

There is nothing else in the room except for its two inhabitants, who both appear in it suddenly.]

Comments

[heroinhisowntime]

I've lost my memories, not my instincts! She gave us the most explanation anyone has gotten since they got here! Beauty's the one who actually pulled us here, and she's always really vague... though she's trying her best, too.

[verypointed]

You know what this is? Stockholms syndrome.

[heroinhisowntime]

What?

[verypointed]

It's when someone gets kidnapped and held captive for such a long period of time that they start empathizing with their kidnappers and start defending their actions.

[heroinhisowntime]

That's not what's going on at all! I empathized with them to start with!

[verypointed]

[headpalm]

[heroinhisowntime]

What?

[verypointed]

Nothing. It's pointless to say it.

[heroinhisowntime]

[:/]

...Anyway, they pulled us here to help, and they were kind of desperate. They didn't mean for us to lose our memories, and they're helping us get them back.

[verypointed]

With dangerous games.

[heroinhisowntime]

Not... always. ...Well, it's true it would be better if some of the other personae didn't run games.

[verypointed]

I really want you to not consider this place as someplace... homey and want to stick around.

[heroinhisowntime]

[but I literally do not remember any other home]

...Hey, come on, I promised I'd hurry back, right?

[verypointed]

[Don't make me kick your ass]

So you did.

[heroinhisowntime]

So I'm not gonna stick around any longer than I have to.

[verypointed]

...


[sighs]

I'm holding you to that promise.

[heroinhisowntime]

I wouldn't expect otherwise.

[verypointed]

But don't expect me to like the idea of you being here at all.

[heroinhisowntime]

Of course. But it won't help anything for me to just sit around hating every second of it.

[verypointed]

. . . Okay.

[long-suffering sigh]

[heroinhisowntime]

And it's not just whatever Syndrome, alright?

[verypointed]

Stockholms.

[heroinhisowntime]

Right, that!

[verypointed]

[shrugs, and crosses his arms across his chest]

[heroinhisowntime]

Are you mad at me?