I can, if that is what you'd like. I'd like to figure out how this happened . . . sometimes, my connection on you all wanes, and you all get sent home, but this feels different.
[ and, just like that, astoria appears to shiro's left. she's short, in person, with bare feet, a lot of hair, and a faint glow to her. she's solid, but almost looks transparent, at the same time. she also has faint circles, underneath her eyes -- tired, but she seems healthy enough! ]
I am not sure what I can do to help you, but I can try my best.
[ sincerely, as she leans forward, to peer at shiro a little more closely. ]
You do feel different . . . like Akira. But Akira looks the same, you look different . . .
[He stays still, refusing to cross his arms. He won't be uncomfortable. She's here to help. In for a penny...]
In my memories, I died. I spent time within the life force of another being before my soul was shoved into my dying evil clone. I have memories of my first body and my new one.
[He looks away from her. This is harder to say to a stranger/acquaintance his voice lowers almost to a whisper.]
I'd be surprised if I didn't feel different after that.
[ it isn't what she meant, but the information is appreciated all the same. and she listens, intently, as she surveys shiro, before she reaches out with a hand to gingerly brush her fingers against his (good) shoulder. curious . . . ]
I am sorry that happened to you, Shiro.
[ quietly, her brow furrowed. she looks . . . puzzled. not scared, or upset, or anything. just confused. ]
But I am not the one who brought you home, and took you back again. I am not sure how this happened.
[Neither of them knows what this is about. He'd normally be suspicious but she looks so confused and Astoria has always been thus far upfront. He will trust she has no idea. He folds his arms over his chest and stares into the middle distance.
Until something about what she said sinks in. He looks at her with wide eyes.]
'Brought me home and back'. That's...what happened to us?
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Date: 2018-08-22 01:45 am (UTC)I can, if that is what you'd like. I'd like to figure out how this happened . . . sometimes, my connection on you all wanes, and you all get sent home, but this feels different.
[ hm. ]
May I come see you in person?
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Date: 2018-08-22 01:53 am (UTC)You have my permission. Come to see me, please. I want to understand what happened. And thank you for the help.
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Date: 2018-08-22 02:16 am (UTC)I am not sure what I can do to help you, but I can try my best.
[ sincerely, as she leans forward, to peer at shiro a little more closely. ]
You do feel different . . . like Akira. But Akira looks the same, you look different . . .
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Date: 2018-08-22 02:22 am (UTC)In my memories, I died. I spent time within the life force of another being before my soul was shoved into my dying evil clone. I have memories of my first body and my new one.
[He looks away from her. This is harder to say to a stranger/acquaintance his voice lowers almost to a whisper.]
I'd be surprised if I didn't feel different after that.
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Date: 2018-08-23 12:27 am (UTC)I am sorry that happened to you, Shiro.
[ quietly, her brow furrowed. she looks . . . puzzled. not scared, or upset, or anything. just confused. ]
But I am not the one who brought you home, and took you back again. I am not sure how this happened.
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Date: 2018-08-23 07:16 pm (UTC)Until something about what she said sinks in. He looks at her with wide eyes.]
'Brought me home and back'. That's...what happened to us?