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He remains silent through to the conclusion of the other's long explanation. It seems as though the little dragon creature is a way of grounding her, and assisting in improving her ability to recollect information and skills. Their notion of being a prophetess makes very little sense to him, but if she's from another world than his own as they must be, it wouldn't help to ask as that wouldn't clarify things enough. "Repetition," he says instead, with a nod. "Muscle memory can connect to cognitive memory."

Minette shakes their head. "No, the tea helps, it gives me glimpses of my life from home. And it's really important that I'm the best caretaker to Chamomile I can be, so I've done this repetively. He's the reason I've regained memory. My memory is better now than it was, because I focused on Chamomile. Or was getting better anyways. Being in a completely different place has made things worse, but I still remember how to care for Chamomile, since he's the most important to me, and the only thing from home I have." She sighs. "It's my fault I can't remember well anyways. I'm a prophetess, and got way too ambitious. I wanted to see every single future, and burnt myself out. So everything I do I do it over and over until I remember how to do it fully."

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Hilo grins, his mouth chasing hers just a moment longer after she pulls away, not wanting the contact to end. There's so many details to work out now; obviously he'll move in with her-- or she with him-- and hopefully now she'll be more willing to meet with her brother, now that he won't be a stranger to her. She'd still been the same woman at heart yesterday, and he would have certainly continued loving her even if her memories had never returned, but it's such a comfort to have his Wen back in his arms, with all the memories that they share held safely by not just him but by the both of them. All the uneven ground they'd been on for the short time since she's been here (though it's felt like far longer) is finally beginning to level out. Though her words immediately throw him back into uncertainty. The pure concern in her eyes means that her question was important, but he doesn't know why, or how. He's not a stupid man, though, so after a moment of consideration his face lights up at the implication, and there's awe in his voice when he asks, "Wen, do we-- have kids?" The following conclusion is less comforting: does this mean she remembers more than he does? "We didn't have any yet, we were married, but no kids, the last I knew," he tells her, torn about whether to feel ecstatic or worried he'd missed far too much.

even though it felt strange, reuniting with him after she'd forgotten everything, she couldn't help but feel happy that he was there. he was real. from the moment those memories had all come flooding back, she'd known right where she needed to be and it was there, in hilo's arms. after everything that had happened, everything that they had been through, she couldn't imagine wanting to be anywhere else in that moment. feeling the press of his lips against her own, she melts into the kiss, her own hands drifting to his waist. she easily lost herself in the moment, in him, as she always did where he was concerned. a breathy laugh escaped her at his words before she was kissed again. she wasn't sure if the moment only lasted a few seconds or if it was actually a lot longer, but she pulled away to look at him. the corners of her lips turned up as she met his gaze. "i feel bad for only just asking, but have you seen them? have you seen the kids? are they here?" she questioned, concern filling her eyes as she thought of them.

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He originally intended to ignore whoever was knocking at his door; he was busy out smoking on the balcony when he heard the faint ruckus in the hall. If it was something important, they would have told him they were coming tonight, or called since everyone has a cordless phone in their pocket nowadays. Unfortunately, he does recognize the voice that finally calls through the door between bouts of knocking, and he knows she'll only get more persistent with time-- and he knows that unlike himself, who might show up at any time of night and demand an audience for any sort of reason, she wouldn't bother to call at his door unless it were important. So with a sigh Hilo swiftly puts the end of cigarette out in the ashtray on the porch table and slides the screen door back open to step inside at last, traces of cigarette smoke still trailing behind him. "Yeah, I'm here," he says from behind the door as he un-slides the chain from across the door and twists the deadbolt above the doorknob. When he opens the door, he reaches out to pull his sister inside before shutting it behind her. "It's late, Shae, why are you here? What's wrong?"

closed starter for @mvsicinthedvrk ! ( shae & hilo )

                                  If her incessant knocking on the door should wake up Hilo’s neighbours, well, that is a problem for him to take care of. Shae had arrived at his doorstep only minutes after parting ways with Lan, exactly as her brother had demanded of her when she had failed to do so with Anden previously. A myriad of emotions courses through her veins; enough to overwhelm her; enough to prevent her to truly process anything at all. It’s hard to tell whether the shock of seeing Lan’s ghost had managed to sober her up, or whether she’d been too intoxicated and sleep-deprived to confuse a stranger for her brother. The latter would have been easier to explain, the former— that one was up to Hilo to explain. “Hilo!” Resting the flat of her hand against his door, Shae briefly ceases her knocking, though only long enough to get her message through: “I know you’re in there! Open the door,” she urges, her heart still pounding, “we need to talk!”

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he tripped and tore his clothes lol

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Thinking through other possible scenarios than the one he's already been set on is not one of his strongest abilities, but he gives it a shot. Say Shae had texted him and given him an actual heads up, said their cousin was in town, lived next door, and didn't remember anything about them. "I still would've gone to seek him out," Hilo concedes. He would have still tried to convince Anden that he knew them. It's fully his right to barge in, he thinks, if that's the only way to bring him back into the family. He adds, "But if I'd known ahead of time maybe I would've been less rough on him for not remembering me." It had been difficult not to take it personally, though when Anden's memories do come back he'll surely understand why.

Clearly Shae agrees that the situation is less than ideal, so they're on the same page there at least. And maybe he shouldn't have assumed she wouldn't care, either. There's too many layers to everything here; what Hilo thinks, and how Shae feels, and what Anden knows, and all of that's without there being any real danger to the clan. If they can just get themselves straightened out as a family, they'll stand a chance if their enemies show up. If not, he doesn't even begin to want to think about what could happen. "I don't think he's that easily scared. He can hold his own, even if he thought I was insane, but-- fine, I won't scare him off," he exhales. "Will you just get me out of jail now? It's cold as fuck in here." The air conditioning's been on blast for an hour, it's late, and he just wants to go back to whatever passes as a home here.

                                  It’s hard to believe Hilo had gotten this information out of Anden by being subtle; he must have frightened their cousin in order to gain some clarity. Shae’s grown up with it— grown used to it— but she knows her brother can be a little intense when he wants to be, sometimes even when he doesn't. In her case, Hilo preferred to play on her guilt; she’d prefer it if he just fought her. After a moment of quiet contemplation and a tired exhale of breath, Shae concedes: “You’re right, I could have texted you, but I had no guarantee that you wouldn’t react exactly the way you did. Anden has a whole life here, Hilo! You barging into it and claiming that life isn’t his won’t help any of us.” And it’s not like she’d planned on keeping Anden in the dark forever; just give him a bit of time. However, she’s aware that patience has never been a virtue of Hilo’s, and in spite of her irritation, it’s understandable (though not entirely unwarranted) that he’s a little frustrated.

Taking another deep breath, Shae levels her voice, “This life isn’t a lie to him, you’ll have to understand that first. Your word alone will hold no weight compared to the memories he has of this city. In fact, if you keep this up, you’ll only end up pushing him away. Do you think I’m happy our cousin doesn’t remember me?” No, I’m not, she answers quietly and with her eyes, before Hilo can think to use it as another opening to come for her. “We’ll find a way to get his memories back— I just need you to not scare him off any further in the meantime.”

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Those rules are fair. If he wants someone dead, he can do it himself; resurrecting anyone would be wrong, anyway, no soul would thank him for that; and he's confident enough in himself that he doesn't need magic to win Wen back anyway. "I know what I want," he tells the other without taking too long to think about it. He unbuttons the top three buttons on his shirt, so he can open the collar wide enough to reach the brilliant green jade pieces embedded in the skin along his collarbone. With tight and practiced pressure on his skin, he maneuvers one out with his fingers, then holds it up so the other can see. "I want a supply of this jade, or as close to it as you can get. It has to be this kind of jade exactly, not just any jade," Hilo says insistently. He should probably consult his sister on the terminology of the wish, she'd be far better at this sort of thing, negotiations-- but he's too impatient, especially with the idea of having more at his fingertips so soon, and he thinks he can manage to cover everything all in one go on his own. She can help him with the othe wishes, if he needs, but this one he can handle. "Kekon jade is different-- bioenergetic, they call it. And I want it to show up in the locked vault in my apartment, that only I know the code to, without anyone else finding out it's there. You can't make it disappear in two days, or three. No time limit, it has to exist forever. That's all one wish," he concludes.

"i can't kill anyone, i can't resurrect anyone, and don't ask me to make someone fall in love with you. it's pathetic and desperate." going with the standard genie rules felt easy enough, at least, though there were definitely loopholes there. hopefully, the guy will get through this quickly, and she can get closer to someone who'll actually help him out. because he's getting the same eagerness to get shit from the genie that most people have, seems doubtful they'd end up free from this guy.

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It's an odd coincidence, the promising kid from Andy's class appearing at Hilo's own trainer's. He can't understand it at all; it's as though the most random assortment of Fists and Fingers have been tossed here with no rhyme or reason. But someone with any No Peak association is better than no one, and Hilo's not even slightly disappointed to see him. That is, until he watches the young man's movements while he trains, significantly less impressed than he remembers being. Lott, he recalls. The actions aren't sloppy, not even close, but they aren't focused, either, not in the way that Hilo imagines the other could be capable of. He watches the end of the kid's session (though, does he look older than Hilo remembers? maybe he's not so much a kid anymore). Regardless, the lack of respect in his tone when he goes to exit makes it clear that he doesn't recognize the current clan leader. "You don't know who I am," Hilo guesses instantly, finally beginning to identify the common pattern rather than continually be offended every time someone brushes him off. Shae might almost be proud of him. He approaches the other, sizing him up more obviously now. "You're better than whatever that display was. Lott Jin, aren't you?"

closed starter for @mvsicinthedvrk ( lott jin & hilo )

                       By the time Lott locks eyes with the stranger, it’s impossible to tell how long the man had been standing there. It doesn’t seem as though he’d only just arrived and caught his gaze by chance, not when the man doesn’t appear to be the slightest bit rattled to be caught staring. A little unsettling, if he were to be honest— but he doesn’t have much time to concern himself over it when he’s still in the middle of his session. Getting scolded by Syrena for his lack of focus was about the last thing he wanted, his week already terrible at best. On a Wednesday. There’s just a little too much aggression poured into his movements, which are sharp, and precise, yet seem to grow more inconsistent towards the end. Lott’s self-conscious enough to be aware of his mistakes, but that doesn’t make him any more willing to listen to someone else pointing them out. Yes, that is the job of his trainer, and yes, he does reluctantly keep his quiet to hear her out. The less he speaks, the sooner he’ll get to leave and forget about this session. He doesn’t even really listen to her criticism, already halfway out the door as they say their goodbyes. To his dissatisfaction, though, the stranger from before still hasn’t moved— meaning he must have overheard him being critiqued. Lott’s expression shifts immediately, embarrassment washing over him, only to come pouring out into a petulant “what?” 

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"What's a corn maze." A maze, made of... corn, he assumes, but what's the point of that? Maybe that's something they did way out in the rural parts of Kekon, with taller crops, but-- he's never seen something like it, nor can he really imagine where anyone would fit one here in the city when there's not much room as it is. He snorts in amusement at her joke. "Approved by Kaul Hiloshudon, yeah, that'll draw millions of customers when no one knows who I am here." Back home, the Pillar's approval would draw business, but things are still so unestablished here that he has no illusion of reputation just yet. He adds, "You can call me Hilo."

"how it works? i mean, i don't know too much about this government -or the higher ups.. -things do happen, were you here for the corn maze?" she asked; still shivering at that disaster. "i should put a sign up in the bar- saying you approve- maybe it'll draw in more customers. i'm tifa by the way."

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"If that's what I need, then that's what I want," he claims, still grinning. "Though I promise I won't let you kick my ass for long." He's competitive, after all; even if he's a little out of practice now, after a few sessions with the other, he should be back up at his prime and will hopefully be able to be evenly matched. "I'll call you tomorrow and set up a time to get started this week."

syrena responds with a nod of their head. "great. don't think i'm going to take it easy just because you're a new client." syrena warned as they raised an eyebrow. "i'm very much willing to kick your ass if that's what it takes."

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"Were you scared because of the dreams themselves, or only because you're worried they're more than dreams?" Chiye points out shrewdly. From the way she keeps repeating it, it seems like she feels that there's more to her dream-recollections than she'd like to admit to herself. "I'm not saying there is more to the dreams, but if you're going to try to convince yourself there's not, it sounds like you're doing a shitty job of it."

She, too, offered a little laugh at the thought of paying some false prophet to tell her what the dreams meant. That was a silly idea, but a funny one nonetheless. The atmosphere of their conversation altered, Ciri knew it by how she was clearly unsure of how to make of these dreams now that she spoke of them aloud. "I told you, they're like memories. I can recall these dreams easily, even now. I can tell you about them as if they happened yesterday. I don't know how I feel about it either.. a part of me, I think, is scared? As odd as that sounds. They're dreams. Just dreams."

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@spellbcok said : 047. the inside of an elevator that won’t move . — qi yan & talia.

Qi Yan's voice is even when she states, "The elevator technicians should be able to fix it, if the call button works." She doesn't move, instead letting the other call for assistance; it doesn't do any good for two people to be crammed in one corner of the elevator, pressing buttons. It's inconvenient to be stuck, but not the end of the world; assuming the front desk is open, it shouldn't be long at all before someone comes to release them.

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@vcndetta said : 012. the rooftop of a very tall building . ( jenna && kaz brekker )

"The stairwell was left unlocked," Kaz says preemptively, before the other has a chance to point out that no one's meant to be up here. He imagines that the last thing he needs is to get dragged off the roof by someone who takes 'no trespassing' too seriously. "I can't be blamed for wanting to see the view." He could care less about the view, in fact, but it always makes for a good excuse.

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@lavendaers said : “ if you waste your time doing something you enjoy , then you’re not wasting your time . ” \ xue yang for he xuan

He doesn't recall asking to be lectured about whether or not something qualifies as a 'waste of time.' Althouh whether the comment was directed at him or not, he still has to disagree: "I can think of a number of hobbies that are objectively a waste of time, no matter how much someone enjoys them," He Xuan notes, his voice low and dry. No empty platitude is going to change a pointless activity into a worthwhile one.

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The other says he likes to watch 'the humans,' which-- from her experience with mortals and humans alike, they usually don't say that about other humans. "So what are you, then?" she demands to know, not much caring if asking so directly would be considered rude or not.

"That's true. But it's nice to roam around to see the humans and all of the shit they usually pull through" Guwon said with a shrug. "It keeps me entertaining getting in their way as well".

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"Would it?" he asks, genuinely surprised that an outlet might shock him just because it was outdoors instead of inside. He'd never heard of that before, but he's never tried it, so she might well be right. What's not surprising, though, is that apparently Mu Qing hasn't mentioned having friends. Or even anyone to talk to, from the sound of it. "I don't think he really likes to admit it," Xie Lian tells her honestly. "But don't worry, he does talk to us." He thinks about what else might be critical for Mu Qing's coworker to know, and adds brightly, "Did you know that he helped me save a cat? She lives with him, though I go visit often. I can show you a photo as soon as my phone turns back on."

"take as long as you need, really." she has no problem letting him sit in the front room and charge his phone for an hour if he needs, she's sure she has plenty of work that could be done in that time. "wouldn't that risk shocking you? it seems like a dangerous idea." she raises an eyebrow, worried that the man would be in support of something that would likely hurt him. "oh, you are? i didn't know... i mean, he's never mentioned anyone. but i'm happy that he has people outside of work that he talks to."

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"Of course. I'm sure it'll look wonderful, no matter what you pick," he says, greeting his friend with a warm smile. "Were you thinking of planting in dirt or mulch out front, or did you want potted plants for your porch?" He knows the flower shop has options either way, he'd just helped unload a new batch of spring arrivals the other day.

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Tylor had agreed to meet Xie Lian at the flower shop. They were excited to see their plan, and get him to help them pick out flowers. They had just gotten their own home, and finally had a place to put flowers outside. They smile when they see Xie Lian. "Hi! I'm so happy you've agreed to help me! I want my new front porch to look amazing!"

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He hums in quiet affirmation. "Vegetables can be expensive at the grocery, and usually people only need one or two here or there, it's not as though one person is taking all of them. But it's nice if they can take a few, if they need them. Someone always does." The vegetables collected never go to waste, and that's the important part.

"sure i will." zhur'ren wasn't quite positive he would find interest in this, but he looked over the area all the same. though he was curious of what the plants would come to look like. he didn't spend much time gardening back home. "so you do all this work and just give it away for free?"