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Jema'grethy: Memory Cave

Passengers see a vision, an instance of someone's life, before just as suddenly - they find themselves inside 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're not alone. In the cave with them is another voidtrecker; maybe someone they know well, or maybe someone they've only seen in the aisles of the train. But they are together in this cave, and they will come to find out that it was one of their memories that the other witnessed. And them, one of yours.

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: Memories can be written either in this post or over here)

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Jake's eyes open slowly. Wait...where is he? He wasn't here before! And he's staring at...a cat. The cat who'd said goodbye to all those people, some of them very famous? Huh. Fascinating.

"...so. Uh. Hi. Saw a weird vision before I got here, think it might've been yours. About saying goodbye to a lot of friends and the Tardis?"

Tactful he is not today.

He saw the Tardis!? Yeah, it was a lot of acting needed to pull off the affected nonchalance he was now displaying. "Were there fish in the memory?" he asked, licking his lips, watching as if eager for fish. He was watching eagerly in truth, but for truth. Or proof this other knew the truth...

"...yeah. You really like fish, don'tcha."

Jake's keeping it light and friendly, but he still wonders what on earth is going on. Did the cat see something of him? Super weird.

"Probably more than you like burritos." he grinned. "So what else did you see? My favorite kinds of fish? Or me getting to go fishing with someone? If not I can teach you once we get outta this cave."

Jake smiled. Yeah, that sounded about right...maybe this fishing thing wouldn't be so bad?

Anyway...back to what he saw. "You were...somewhere else. Saying goodbye to your friends who were leaving. People from different worlds who'd been pulled together like us, right?"

He blinked, and once again refused to cry. He nodded. So many people he had said good bye to at the end. Connie, Leia, Nita, Kit... Two of those four had been on the Train at some point. Who else? Lots else. He had bothered everyone he could for fish. But if he had seen the Tardis... it was near the end. Connie. Maybe Nino, though that wasn't a goodbye. Nino was the concern. He... couldn't remember clearly what exactly they had and had not said.

"Yeah. Who was I saying goodbye to? Leia? Nita? Cause that is hilarious, in hindsight, given Nita got here before me and Leia is still here. For some reason refuses to Bend me enough fish to sustain a poor starving kitty cat like myself, but still. Oh! Baymax? Was it Baymax?" Baymax wasn't here, he could fudge whatever truth he wanted about those conversations on dietary requirements. Though even he knew there was only so far something could be stretched before it broke...

"It was a girl. Wearing glasses. Didn't catch her name. Definitely not the general, though," was about all Jake could clarify. "But it sounds like you knew a lot of cool people. So charming you could get fish off of anyone?"

Glasses? There were a few people with glasses in Nautilus. He was pretty sure no one could mistake Nino for a girl. Well... most of the time. There were a few occasions.... that he could be amused at later.

"Short dark hair? Smile almost bigger than her face? Very willing to give fish to a charming kitty cat?"

Jake nods along. "Yeah, that's her. I'm sorry you lost her."

And he means it. It's hard to be without your family and friends...as he knows too well.

Have a feline shrug. "It's not like she's dead. Leia's here, I'm here, Link's here, Shadow. Clef. Nita was here for a while." The Doctor, though he... didn't think about that if he could avoid it. "She might show up. There are lots of people I'm hoping will show up. Until then.... I can help you find treasure if you help me get fish?" he asked, wide kitty eyes. "Back in Barthis I found this amazing treasure... it was this shiny ring, turned out to be super valuable. Who knows, maybe I can do that again!"

"...wait, treasure?"

Jake blinks. He's not sure what Spark could've seen to make him think....

"Think you might've seen somebody else. I'm no pirate. Could probably pull it off, but I prefer to try to get rich by investing in questionable schemes."

Not that...Amy's repeatedly scolded him for that or anything.

"You were hunting for a ring. Not the one you wanted but one for someone else. that have a ring to it? I saw the ones you took a shine to, but you were looking for a diamond in the rough."

"....oh."

Jake's face fell. It still hurt, to think of her...but she was waiting, and he couldn't let himself falter.

"That was for Amy. My girlfriend. I wanted to marry her, but I got taken right before I was gonna propose. I went back to her a few weeks ago...but I'm waiting until I'm home for good."

That is...if she's still waiting for him by then. That he's not sure of.

"Oh. Well I can help with that. I keep winding up with humans who get so sappy with love you'd think they were trees. You're not gonna spend the whole time pinning are you?"

"...I am not! I love Amy a completely normal amount," Jake insists, folding his arms over his chest.

"I got the ring fine, it's just back home. With the me who's still in a coma. Hoping she didn't find it and like...have to sell it to pay for me in the hospital. One of the many reasons our health care system sucks."

But that's besides the point. "But yeah. Sure. Plenty of fishing around the place...if we can get out of here. Do you have any idea what just happened, by the way?"

"Your world is one of those weird ones without healers? Huh?" He made a face. What kind of a world didn't have magic? How did anyone stand to live in such horrible places? Even if few people had magic in Paris, magic at least still existed!

"If it's like last time, we're probably either stuck here till we share more memories or we'll be able to leave but be dragged back. It's hard to get this place to cave and let us go early. It would rock if we actually got to chose, but we don't. Life's just hard that way. Even the cave itself doesn't seem to be overly sedimental."

"...you have way too much fun with puns," Jake finally comments. There's a little quirk to the side of his mouth then, and he contemplates this informaton.

"And yup. Just doctors. No magic, no memory mirrors, none of...this." He waves his hand at the crystals. "It's kinda weird, kinda awesome, but..."

He pauses to re-center himself. "My memories are kinda rough around the edges sometimes. Are you gonna be okay?"

"It is impossible to have too much fun with puns. No such thing as too much."

He stretched. "Sounds like a stinky world, not that I nose much about it yet." He groomed his paw and gave a feline shrug. "How bad can a world without magic be?"

You could almost hear Donovan going "dun dun dun" faintly in the background. Or Quilt. He missed Quilt...

"It's rough. We can't do cool tricks or avoid chores. Or. We can, but it takes more work. And the heroes end up in some pretty scary situations without powers to make it easier."

He should know. He knows a few.

"But life's life. Most important thing is spending it with the people you care about---but I know the train loves to make that hard on us."

"Heroes with magic can wind up in scary situations too. Because usually the villains have magic too." He refused to think about the people they lost. Refused. He would save that for later. When he could hide out alone.

So instead he nodded. "The Train brings lots of people, but never the ones we want."

"...yeah. I've never seen anyone I know. I mean. Not that I want this whole coma thing to happen to them, that'd be pretty scary for the town. But I miss them. Yeah, that's selfish. But I'm a little selfish sometimes."

He sighs and idly rolls his arm. "...did I hear other people say this is gonna keep happening to us?"

"Yeah, happened three times last time. What do you mean coma? Or were you just taking a pause in your speech?" Coma, comma, get it?

"I mean..." Jake pauses and rubs the back of his head.

"You heard the news, right? What we are in the void right now is just our souls. Our bodies are all unconscious on the last world we were on before boarding."

He looks hesitant. It's upsetting news, he knows.

"Wait... what????" He asked, staring for a moment. Because... what?

"...yeah, I went over it with everybody a few months ago when I pieced it together."

Normally Jake would crack a joke to lighten the mood, but...this is too serious for that. He sighs.

"I saw it for myself when I went back home. I was bouncing around the city fine, but then my body's still in a coma at the hospital. It was really creepy to look at. But---we're gonna figure something out, okay?"

He can't let it end on a hopeless note.

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Nott this grumpy, but had to use this icon anyhow.

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