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[golden_hawke]

-=He's quiet on the PCD, his arms free of any leather bindings so he can look at all the long, thing lines on his arms. Scars. Self inflicted scars. He's touching them, brows knit together in attempts to remember them.=-

I know why these are here, but I do not know when they came to be. They look old.

-=He glances up to the PCD, a stoic expression on his face.=-

And I have this creature in my house. I know him. I have named him. But I have not met any other creature here before like him.


-=He tilts his head slightly, trying to push the uneasy thoughts aside.=- Perhaps it is another event and I do not understand why.

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[bunny_flower]

I have this haori with a number on it, and I think I am supposed to know what it stands for, but I don't. And yet, I was wearing it.

[golden_hawke]

-=He knows the one.=- What is the number? -=Because he certainly can't read it!=-

Perhaps the Animus are simply adding things to confuse us. -=He wouldn't be surprised by that at all.=-

[bunny_flower]

The number is four.

And that would certainly be possible.

[golden_hawke]

There are four seasons. -=He's just throwing things out there.=- Some say four turns of the moon.

[bunny_flower]

There are other people here with similar coats, but different numbers on them.

[golden_hawke]

Then that would mean you all have something in common? You were a part of a group, somehow.

[bunny_flower]

So it would appear ... but none of us remember it, if that is the case.