[a heart.]

[antreegonist]

There's a moment of nothing but light and sensation. Someone's looking you over and the scrutiny prickles and burns – it's nearly a physical pain, like fine little hooks digging past your skin, into the very meat of you. I know who you are, it says, and I know what you are, and that you don't have any business here --

“But you do,” says Mithos behind you. He's a tired, steady voice in your ear, a light hand on your shoulder. “I don't know what Dream's thinking, but everyone is welcome here in my heart; just keep in mind it's a real mess right now.”

Your vision clears.

((assume your characters wandered in here through a dream. also join #ihateyouihateyouiwanttocuddle on irc if you can!))

Comments

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

Llllean.

"So what're you asking?"

Re: [center - truth]

[brotagonist]

How, I guess. Where does that much bad go. . .

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

"Most of it goes to moving on and making up for things. Living. The -- really bad stuff -- I keep it all separated out, so it isn't strong enough to ruin anything anymore."

Re: [center - truth]

[brotagonist]

In the boxes.

[eyes the one in his inventory. . . it's still open. . .]

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

"The boxes, yeah."

He peers at it calmly.

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[brotagonist]

[taking it out carefully.]

Is that all that's in them? Bad stuff? No wonder it wants to get out.

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

"I wasn't gonna seal away what was good, was I?"

Re: [center - truth]

[brotagonist]

I guess not. Still. . . not having any reminder of the good stuff seems rough. . . could I leave something in there?

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

"Yeah..."

Re: [center - truth]

[brotagonist]

[hmmm]

I only have one memory sharey thing; how many boxes are there?

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

...five.

Re: [center - truth]

[brotagonist]

[:T]

Damn. . .

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

"...here."

He nods toward your free hand.

Re: [center - truth]

[brotagonist]

Huh?

[holds it out?]

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

I CAN'T TAKE YOUR HAND RIGHT NOW BRO but there are five leaves in it!

Re: [center - truth]

[brotagonist]

[I WAS JUST HOLDING IT OUT IN FRONT OF ME TO LOOK AT WHATEVER YOU WERE POINTING AT.]

You can make memory things?? . . . nice trick.

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

"Hey, saves your memory thing for something else, right?"

Re: [center - truth]

[brotagonist]

Yeah, thanks. Hey. . . can I show one to you, too? Later.

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

"'Course! Like you have to ask."

Re: [center - truth]

[brotagonist]

Eheh. . .

[leans for a moment more, then focuses on one of the leaves; do you just have to concentrate to put a memory in these?]

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

Yes; it doesn't glow or do anything particularly special, but you'll know your memory is there now.

Re: [center - truth]

[brotagonist]

[. . . gives it the feedback of feeling Mithos's emotions from the little tree, knowing what they are and whose and returning them; then slips it inside the box and closes it.]

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

Mithos sighs, a little.

Re: [center - truth]

[brotagonist]

Huh?

Re: [center - truth]

[antreegonist]

"Wonder what it'll do."