[by now she's swapped her dress for more normal (to her) clothes, and she's in the cafe just kind of picking at a muffin now that she's gotten cleaned up. she glances his way as he comes in.]
[pausing for a moment, trying to focus on some internal thought.]
Sorry, it's - a lot of things are still, like, coming in bits and pieces, or maybe it's that I don't know what's real and what isn't? Maybe I'm finally losing it.
I wondered. I... I think some things sounded familiar based on things Ylfa told me about your home. I just don't know if I was really there, or - whether here or there is more real?
[ well, not exactly, but he gets the point she’s making which is that she doesn’t know what’s the origin of her reality right now. he knows these places can feel very real, no matter how false they might seem in retrospect.
and he knows the neverafter has doors to it sometimes. it wouldn’t be— well. outside of the realm of remote possibility. ]
I don't think it's just two. We went through - a lot, there. And I think I remember each of them. But I don't know how to tell which life was... real? Real isn't the right word.
[pausing to try and ensure she doesn't sound like she's losing her mind even though she is]
But, which one is the one I'm actually living and which ones are over? I keep feeling like each one was the right one, and the one on top keeps changing.
They’re all real. Or— well. Maybe not. But real enough right now. I think what’s important is at this moment you are playing in the Reaper’s Game, and are currently in Shibuya after your untimely death. Familiar?
W5 - SUNDAY
secondly he will come looking for her after a while? where’d she run off to. ]
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...Hey.
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You ran away awfully quickly.
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[pausing for a moment, trying to focus on some internal thought.]
Sorry, it's - a lot of things are still, like, coming in bits and pieces, or maybe it's that I don't know what's real and what isn't? Maybe I'm finally losing it.
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That happens, after these things. Losing a bit of the whole grasp of reality thing. I think it passes normally. But, um, no guarantees I suppose.
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Do you know a place called Elegy?
[lmao]
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lmao
me barking at siz like a dog ]
[ as for gerard he is immediately taken aback by that, because, uuuuuuuuh. ]
Yes ... ? I assume you mean the Kingdom of Elegy. I’m quite familiar.
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[rubbing at her face for a second]
I'm not making any sense.
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[ well, not exactly, but he gets the point she’s making which is that she doesn’t know what’s the origin of her reality right now. he knows these places can feel very real, no matter how false they might seem in retrospect.
and he knows the neverafter has doors to it sometimes. it wouldn’t be— well. outside of the realm of remote possibility. ]
You ... went to Elegy?
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[frowning.]
They're all kind of mixed up right now.
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[ IT SUCKS RIGHT NOW, LIBBY. ]
That’s alright. You can’t remember either life clearly right now?
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[pausing to try and ensure she doesn't sound like she's losing her mind even though she is]
But, which one is the one I'm actually living and which ones are over? I keep feeling like each one was the right one, and the one on top keeps changing.
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this is extremely familiar.
too fucking familiar. ]
They’re all real. Or— well. Maybe not. But real enough right now. I think what’s important is at this moment you are playing in the Reaper’s Game, and are currently in Shibuya after your untimely death. Familiar?
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[glancing down at her hands and any muffin crumbs on the table.]
I kind of hope I get sent back to another. It's like this one is missing something.
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My... My sister was alive in the last one. [...] Do you know a way to go back?
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No. Not from here, anyway. I’m not— a very magical guy. I’m sorry.
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[taking a breath.]
Sorry, I don't mean to, like... unload on you.
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You can talk to me about it. If anything I understand better, right?