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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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[Video]

[crux-ofmylife.livejournal.com]

Even if it's just something I got from, say, running into a coffee table?

[Video]

[golden_hawke]

Yes.


-=He makes it sound so damn simple. Infuriating, isn't it?=-

[Video]

[crux-ofmylife.livejournal.com]

[Yes, yes he does and yes, yes it is.]

I... don't understand how that can be.

[Video]

[golden_hawke]

It is like how people meet you. Once you have met them, they have affected you for life. They leave a mark on your soul.

[Video]

[crux-ofmylife.livejournal.com]

So... sort of like a tangible memory...?

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[golden_hawke]

Yes. Even when you forget who you are, the scar will remain.

[Video]

[crux-ofmylife.livejournal.com]

Oh. That makes... a lot of sense, actually.

[Video]

[golden_hawke]

I am glad that you agree.