016 - The lady stands in her bower door / As straight as a willow wand

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She appears in her little grotto in the woods, which now looks quite comfortable, actually. There's an oilcloth lean-to set up against one of the trees cushions spread under it, a neatly stacked pile of firewood, even the beginnings of a garden near the stream. She drops a bag on the ground, pulls her sheathed sword free from her belt and drops it on top.

She looks troubled by something, perhaps a little dazed.]

...at least I'm home. At least I can come home.




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[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Makes an aggravated little noise and climbs out a good five feet away, going to her lean-to and finding a towel that's more like a blanket. She wraps it around herself and lays down, facing away from him.]

Some things are supposed to be simple.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[still reading]

Mm, simple and I aren't on good terms ever since the Beta Prima incident.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Pulls the blanket-towel-thing up over her head and says something inaudible. It's probably rude.]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[looks up from his book] Do you believe me yet?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She pokes her head out.] I don't suppose if I say 'yes' you'll go away.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Nah. I'll just get more insistent about helping you.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Sighs and closes her eyes] Help away, oh great Healer.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Don't...call me that.

Anyway, right. I need you to tell me everything.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She sits up, giving him a look that might just show a twinkle of concern, hastily shut away behind irritation.]

There's nothing to tell.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

When I woke up this morning, I-- ...I didn't actually wake up. It's been two days since I slept. Point stands that this morning, you and I were just friends. Brilliant friends! But friends. And you weren't from here. You were from an interesting sounding place but not here.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Have a funny look, Doctor.] I woke up, because I do sleep, in a room I'd never seen with strangers across the hall and down the stairs who acted like they knew me. I had a bad day. I came here and thought I'd get a rest from it.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[have one of this happy 'I has an idea' smiles] Ha! You woke up in the right place but with the wrong memories. It's all flip-flopped around. Brilliant! Well, not for you. You're a bit wonky now. Or me. Or...anyone on the Plane, really. Funny little place swap. But shouldn't be too hard to deal with.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Ah, well. Just...keep in mind that those memories are impressing themselves on the people here. We aren't the ones who should be in them.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Yes, you are. [Rolls onto her back. She is tired and frustrated, sorry, Ten.]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[he sighs] Aniki. If this is an experiment, you'll have a few days of it most likely.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Will you just go away? [Wtf actual tears forming? Blanket back over head, and muffled words from inside.]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[he blinks and leans to the side, trying to see her] I didn't...erm. Sorry.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[A little louder] I'm fine. It's fine. Everything's fine, always, all right? It's fine.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[softly] Always all right. Now that rings bells.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Closes her eyes]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[runs his hand over his face] Right, well. If you're fine. Just be careful. [and he gets up and he's going :|]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Starts to sit up, starts to say wait--instead, defensive and noncommittal at once,]

It doesn't make sense.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[stops and turns back around] Not really. But memories can be tampered with. Minds can easily be changed in the right hands.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

I've been working with mental defense, though... [Oops, excuse her a second, she's checked out--substituting Kora's part in that little lesson with Other!Ten. To him it would just look like she'd stopped speaking in mid-thought, her eyes and expression going slightly vacant.]