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Week 14.
WEEK 14 Sunday is a rough day all around; it's for the best that you remain where you are for the day, for the sake of regrouping and recovering, and perhaps getting some sleep - assuming that any will come. However, as difficult though it may be (and as futile though it may seem) Monday is likely best seen as a day to depart - a day to start to take whatever actions can still be taken, and to assess where to go from here. A good place to start is Canalave City; it's where you were going to meet with Cynthia, and where you were planning on looking into the legends of Sinnoh. The city itself is beautiful, a massive port town split down the center by a large canal system filled with boats and clear water leading out to sea; however, the recent changes to the world have affected this place as well, perhaps making it a bit difficult to enjoy the city in its entirety. However, the library is here, as are several other points of interest; as difficult though it may be to see the world like this, the trip here will hopefully be worth your while in the end... POKEMON AVAILABLE: WITHIN CITIES SURROUNDING ROUTES: PLAINS/FOREST / NEAR WATER MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY [OOC: Welcome to week fourteen of Azume; feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget that a write-up is due this weekend!] |
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Holy shit does Camilla do one hell of a concern when she sees Michael rushing through the Center doors, because he's pretty much usually the unflappable one, and seeing him flapped is fucking concerning.]
Michael?! Oh, gods, what happened to you?
[Do you need a hand, maybe just. Some smoothing out? She isn't quite sure what to do, but she's definitely fretting.]
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[Is it okay if he hugs you, because he's...not actually gonna stop and ask. He seems to sag a little in relief once he's there.]
Oh, you're still here. Are you okay?
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I am, Michael, I am. Please, simply breathe for a moment. You're safe, and we're all here...
[She's doing her best to at least attempt to get him centered, if nothing else, but gods. This is genuinely concerning.]
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[He stays like that for a few seconds, catching his breath, then ends the hug to whip his glasses off in one hand, running his hands down his face.]
Oooooooooh, man!
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[Camilla's content to physically back off, but otherwise, she's not. Because holy shit.]
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[He points emphatically in its general direction.]
I was there last night, and I'm not...sure what's been happening in the meantime, exactly, but there was some A-plus torture. Shawn's a fucking idiot!
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[Yeah, the word torture is instantly just activating the sirens in her head, and she's quite frankly ready to throw down?]
Was there a demon of some sort involved, is that it?
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[He stops, running a hand through his already-messy hair. It's stuck out all over the place - you know how short hair gets when you sleep restlessly on it?]
I heard footsteps in the hall, and when I looked out, there was just this shadow. I don't remember anything really happening, it didn't...come towards me. But I think I must have blacked out. And then the...thing...happened, and then just now I woke up in one of the beds.
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...That being said, that's...okay, deep breath.]
...Whatever it is, it's entirely too powerful for any of us to take. I'm certain that none of us are going to go near it ever again; you have our assurance of that.
[...Okay, with that out of the way, her voice goes a little softer. This seems like something that should be handled...somewhat delicately, and--]
Do you want to talk about it further, at all? I understand if you don't--please, believe me. But if there is something I can do, anything at all...
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In the torture - the simulation, whatever - I couldn't remember anybody. I knew there were people I cared about, but every time I tried to remember anything about them, I just forgot more. Like someone was taking it away from me.