Memory Cave

[voidtreckermods]

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!)

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[theturksway]

Reno eyed her as well though he made a show of turning away from her slightly as if the sight of her pacing was pissing him off--it kind of was though to be honest. But he could still see her out of the corner of his eye and keep her position in mind.

He ignored her last few questions and started with the first, throwing out a few possibilities. "Proximity. We could have been too far away when we first arrived on the train. Or timing. Whatever this is might need more time to establish a stronger connection and exert its power. Or..."

He trailed off, glancing discreetly at her for a second before looking away again, not wanting to admit that she could be onto something. But really what else was there for them to explore in this damn cave? The unwanted sharing session was basically it. There was nowhere to go. At least not yet.

"...or the type of memory. Who fucking knows. Who cares! This is stupid!"

[stubbornhope]

Satou stopped, a finger resting thoughtfully on her cheek. The type of memory seems like the closet answer. Proximity won't get them out and they can't do anything about timing. It must have to do with the memories. That's the only thing they actually have between them.

"Our memories must be a clue." Turning, she tries to chase his gaze with her own. Eye contact will be important to intimidate connect with him. He wouldn't talk on his own, would he? So she'd have to force it out of him. If her memory was of her crying, then maybe his hit emotionally too? Maybe she could provoke him into answering her questions with an outburst.

So, without missing a beat, gaze still hunting his, "You were standing in a dark room, surrounded by bodies. They'd been caught off guard, huh? One of the people tried to flee, but you had cut him down too. And you were excited about it. Someone told your boss that you won a fight. You decided to talk to someone who you seemed close to."

[theturksway]

Reno stopped fidgeting as he listened to her tell her story. Well, his story. He could recall a hunt or two that ended in bloody glory like that. Hell, that was just the job as far as working as a Turk went.

"That could be any number of jobs," he told her with a flippant tone.

It was true enough. He and Rude took out a number of traitors, would-be thieves, and other enemies of Shinra Company plenty of times over the years. The only thing he could have told her for certain was that it wasn't anything from the recent past. It was probably from before Meteorfall but if she didn't see that then she didn't really need the details on it for no reason. It was complicated.

As for provoking him, he kept his cool. Back home people knew who the Turks were even if their operations were mostly under the books. Rumors had a way of circulating. The details were kept under lock and key but the reputation didn't exactly hurt them in some regards so they let most of them be.

The biggest difference now was that it wasn't entirely common knowledge on the train. Then again, he wasn't exactly a saint here either. Maybe it wouldn't matter. Maybe he didn't care. That was an easy demeanor to keep up--just don't care about anyone else but himself.