sheba lets her gaze sweep over the others in the cell with her. she can remember the eudora more clearly, now; she can remember who these people are and what they've been through together.
she can remember that, up until now, she's never seen more than six people come back from one of these things - though even that has been contained to three on the living side and three on the dead side. still, it brings her a sick, twisted measure of hope. if six is the limit, and there are five others in this cell with her - she re-counts, just to be sure: dahut, diluc, dion, luke, scien - then maybe it wasn't really shouxue she left to die. maybe it wasn't really eunhyuk and viktor they saw tortured after the decision had been made to set rosa and salome free.
maybe, maybe, maybe.
she raises her head sligtly when dahut speaks, then looks away.]
[Imagine they actually were on the CYOA and this was just an enormous 10+ person adventure from hell.
Anyway, Dahut catches her gaze and reflexively shifts like he's trying to move her way but obviously that does not work, so he's just left making a high-pitched frustrated sound.]
Sheba? Are you... ["Okay" well no none of them are, probably.] How is your head feeling?
[her voice trails off and she shakes her head. she can't think of anything to say that isn't just complaining. and while she's lost her capacity to be considerate of others, she doesn't want any of them to think of her as weak.
[SWEET SHEBA. His brow furrows, but he doesn't exactly have any comforting words and can't even offer any comforting gestures, so he lapses into a momentary silence, himself. WHAT CAN HE EVEN DOOO what can literally any of them do, this is awful.]
Anyway after a little bit of trying to deescalate the Luke, he's starting to feel more settled in his own true memories, but this body... it do be feeling weird... So he'll look back over to Sheba.]
[EVERYTHING FEELS OFF she is correct, but the part of him that remembers being a more normal version of a Reliver is taking stock of all the weirdness that - now that he's thinking it, he supposes only another Reliver would notice.]
The memory banks in these units aren't right. Emotions shouldn't feel like this...
[Experimental torture does have a way of just scrambling the brain... But Dahut is fairly confident in this, at least. Or as confident as he can currently be with his cursedass body.]
It does, in a way that isn't familiar to me. Which makes me think it's going to be relevant to whatever's in store.
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sheba lets her gaze sweep over the others in the cell with her. she can remember the eudora more clearly, now; she can remember who these people are and what they've been through together.
she can remember that, up until now, she's never seen more than six people come back from one of these things - though even that has been contained to three on the living side and three on the dead side. still, it brings her a sick, twisted measure of hope. if six is the limit, and there are five others in this cell with her - she re-counts, just to be sure: dahut, diluc, dion, luke, scien - then maybe it wasn't really shouxue she left to die. maybe it wasn't really eunhyuk and viktor they saw tortured after the decision had been made to set rosa and salome free.
maybe, maybe, maybe.
she raises her head sligtly when dahut speaks, then looks away.]
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Anyway, Dahut catches her gaze and reflexively shifts like he's trying to move her way but obviously that does not work, so he's just left making a high-pitched frustrated sound.]
Sheba? Are you... ["Okay" well no none of them are, probably.] How is your head feeling?
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[her voice trails off and she shakes her head. she can't think of anything to say that isn't just complaining. and while she's lost her capacity to be considerate of others, she doesn't want any of them to think of her as weak.
so she says nothing, instead.]
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Anyway after a little bit of trying to deescalate the Luke, he's starting to feel more settled in his own true memories, but this body... it do be feeling weird... So he'll look back over to Sheba.]
--Does anything feel off to you?
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[sheba sort of raises an eyebrow at him, like, this whole situation is off, isn't it? everything feels off.
but after a moment, she will actually speak.]
...in what way? A lot of this feels... wrong.
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The memory banks in these units aren't right. Emotions shouldn't feel like this...
[Full and intact but also somehow broken??]
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[perhaps they are simply broken after the countless rounds of experimental torture.]
Something feels... broken.
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It does, in a way that isn't familiar to me. Which makes me think it's going to be relevant to whatever's in store.