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VoidTrecker Express Mods ([personal profile] voidtreckermods) wrote in [community profile] 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!)
rieper: (profile. talking.)

[personal profile] rieper 2020-09-12 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
He made an unamused noise. "That isn't walking away," he replied. "That's getting revenge."

He had tried to walk away. He had attempted to retire and live out a life of peace. It had been hard but the hobby and the religion had helped mitigate some of his restlessness. In the end though it hadn't been enough to keep it away. The rest of the world had said no, he was too good to let slip away, and had forced him back into the fold. And then he'd realized that the Father was wrong; he could never be something he wasn't. He would have to live life the only way he knew how.

"After Dr. Ort-Meyer was finished, there were no more trails to my past. As far as I was concerned, that was it. The people who had created me were gone. My life was mine to live very early on."

But what else would a trained killer do but hunt and kill targets? He was an assassin. He made good money at it. Lived an easy life for it. But he knew nothing else and that was all there was to it.
enthunder: (wait ☇ the storm is here)

[personal profile] enthunder 2020-09-26 10:54 am (UTC)(link)
"... Guess you're right. The doctor really did a good job, huh." She looked away, lips pursed. "Wonder why no fal'Cie ever tried making l'Cie like he made you? Easier to--"

Well, hadn't she been raised in a closed space, trained, fed lies? Hadn't she turned on her sister, when it counted most? Resigned to her fate, hadn't she gone ahead with her Focus?

Maybe that was exactly what the fal'Cie had done. She thought, again, about Raines, and his resignation to his role, in the end. "Never mind."