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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[singlefaith]

He shouldn't have to be comforting her, and that makes Ran feel worse. He's the one facing this, after all, and now, however inadvertently, she's adding to it. "I-I'm okay. Really." She reaches up to brush at her eyes again, because once tears start, they're always hard to control. "This . . ." She tries to laugh, a little self-deprecating. "I feel for people, so I do this. Shinichi always told me I cried a lot. I guess I do. But this was supposed to be about you, not me. I just hope . . . when you need to talk about it, when you need to feel something, you do. That's important."

She's quiet for a moment at the revelation of what exactly he must have seen . . . and slowly blooms red.

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter frowns a little because it sounds little to him like she's learned that crying for other people is embarrassing-while he's not quite that empathetic he does still feel for other people. "Honestly, sometimes, I wish I could feel a little less but it is what it is, I guess. But I don't think that crying so easily is a bad thing-it just means you feel things more deeply and you should be proud of that level of empathy." He tries to reassure her and then watches as her face turns a very interesting shade of red. He can't help but think it's kinda cute.

"You don't have to talk about it, if you don't want-I mean, I'd tell you about my first date but it kinda ended in her dad dropping a warehouse on me because I was against him selling high tech weapons to criminals."

[singlefaith]

. . . What.

Sometimes Peter's hard to keep up with; he shifts between references and connections to other topics like water droplets running down a pane of glass, colliding and combining on the way.

"It's . . . okay." She's still bright red, lifting a hand to tuck hair behind her ear when there was actually nothing out of place. "I just wasn't expecting it. Shinichi is someone I've known since we were little. I've had feelings for him for a long time, though I think I've come to understand that the most while he's been away. He's incredibly smart, and a detective that the police consult with even though he's in high school. He's away right now because of a case, and I hardly ever get to see him. I ran into him in London, of all places; I got the chance to go with my dad, who's also a detective. And . . . he told me he liked me. For the first time."

There's a small smile blooming as she talks about it, even though she's still pink. "I wasn't sure he felt that way. He's not always good about talking about how he feels, so to hear he felt the same, to hear him be so fierce about it . . . It made me happy."

More than happy. But she's still shy about saying that aloud.