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middleofsomewhere2020-08-16 09:25 am
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Memory Cave
After the passengers see a glimpse of a life that is not their own they appear in a cave. It is light, a strange moss glowing on the walls and ceiling illuminates the cave nicely and it is large enough for them to pace around in without trouble.
They are not alone. In the cave with them is another voidtrecker. Maybe someone they know well, maybe someone they have only seen in the aisles of the train. But they are together in this cave together.
The cave has no exit, at least not yet. They know that it will, eventually. When the time is right.
But for that time to come, they first must talk...
(OOC: For reference: memories!)
They are not alone. In the cave with them is another voidtrecker. Maybe someone they know well, maybe someone they have only seen in the aisles of the train. But they are together in this cave together.
The cave has no exit, at least not yet. They know that it will, eventually. When the time is right.
But for that time to come, they first must talk...
(OOC: For reference: memories!)

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"The Burnish. Our settlement. We'd rescued as many as we could, made a place we thought could be safe, for a while." They were wrong.
"Glad to hear it. You have some experience, right? What I saw just now was a conversation with an older sister outside of school. Jazz, right? About her knowing your secret. But before that..." Before that, the memory had been considerably darker. "Before that, whoever's memory it was, they were captured, strapped to some device, trying to get help for someone named Danielle, someone who was a ghost but also human."
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"Yeah... both of those are mine. But it wasn't actually as bad as it looked? And everything turned out okay. I think."
That was a pathetic attempt, and he knew it.
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"You were able to save your friend, then?"
He frowns. "So are you a ghost? You look very alive." How exactly does that work?
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He shrugs, a little uncomfortably. He'd honestly been trying not to think too hard about that day since arriving here. His ex-girlfriend, a girl that he still considered a good friend, had tried to torture him for information. And she hadn't even seen anything wrong with it, because he'd been a ghost at the time.
What was he supposed to feel about that?
"And yeah, I'm half-ghost. Its kind of a secret at home, but there isn't really a point here in trying to hide it. And no one's shot at me in months, so, you know. Everything's cool."
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"I haven't been here months, I just got on at the last stop. Back home everyone knows what I am." He holds out a hand and a little flame springs to light in his palm, a strange fuschia color, but unmistakably fire. "Burnish, therefore dangerous. Hunted. I haven't exactly advertised what I am here. I won't hide it, but I haven't learned the lay of the land yet."
He has talked to one woman who was fairly adamant about fire being a problem, and didn't taket hat as a good sign.
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He shrugs and lets the the ice crystal disperse back into the room. "I don't really know what a burnished is, but the thing that everyone kept telling me here for the first few months is that here on the train? We're an entire universe away from our problems at home. I know its hard to believe when you're used to being hunted. I still kind of expect people to freak out at me. But it is better here."
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But now that's curious too. "What sort of dream about fire?" Because that could be so many instances in his life.
He nods. "I've been told that before, that people seem to accept the different here. I'd like to believe that."
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And sometimes he still felt really guilty about how comfortable he had started to get here. He shouldbe trying to get home, even if no one here had discovered a way yet. But... it was really nice not having to worry about hunters, or accidentally setting off some kind of anti-ghost weapon in his own house.
A wince."Ouch. Well, I can definitely promise I'm not here to suppress anything. Though if you ever do accidentally set fire to the train I could probably do something about it?"
Danny frowns a little as he thinks back. "It was really weird. It was like I was frozen, and then I was really angry. And also on fire."
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Lio frowns as well at the description of the memory. "Could be a few times, but definitely mine." Frozen and on fire at the same time, he hums. "Was there a dragon?" Of course it'd be the memory where he lost all control and rampaged. Not his best look.
But he'd had good reason, though he wonders how much that counts for.
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"What's that?"
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