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[Action for the Misato House]

[Aoi has been acting strangely as of late. Not only has she been calling Avitus and Otonashi both "idiots" quite often, but as the memories get worse she can sometimes be seen with a hand over her face, clearly in pain. Whenever she catches herself, she does feel horrible, but she's been able to do that less and less recently...]

Sorry, I'm not sure what's come over me.

[Action for Virgo District]

[It was just meant to be a simple shopping trip, but for some reason or another, Aoi found herself drawn to a weapons shop. Which, while not entirely odd in itself (she did need to maintain her naginata after all) was a bit different when she started looking closely at the combat knives on sale. Just looking at them, she somehow knows she would be able to use these - and quite well if it came to it.]

Well, it might come in handy...

[Private to Yuri Nakamura]

[After a while, it became hard to deny that she probably knew the person whose memories she had gained. After all, she had met Hinata and Otonashi and knew they were part of Yuri's group. Eventually, Yuri will get a call:]

I think we need to talk.

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Just... monsters. Dunno how to describe 'em past that, but they're not the other clans from my world.

*quieter* Never beat those up either....

*peeks back at Otonashi, and then to Aoi, thinking that over... but he's not sure how to answer just yet. He's busy thinking on something....*

[...Well, she had seen a death herself that had been miraculously reversed, but she also knew the exact reason for that.]

How is this only affecting some of us...?

[But then, she shakes her head.]

No, what we need to focus on is how to deal with it right now. Avitus, can you think of any other strange memories that might give us a clue...?

[He shakes his head in turn, sighing.]

I don't know anything about this... [So he'll stand off to the side, instead waiting for Avitus to weigh in.]

*thinking, thinking...*

Uh... like... cooking? Making stuff out of... like, cloth and yarn?

*quieter, looking away, vaguely reluctant, since he knows very well what admitting it's an errant memory implies--* Having human friends as a human? *Quieter still,* Havin' parents?

*He shrugs.* I dunno if those'd help much....

Do those people resemble anyone you have met here, by any chance...?

[After all, the thing that had tipped her off the most was recognizing Hinata from her memories, despite only meeting him here in Hinoto-Ri.]

*after a second, thinking about it, he nodded* ....I think so... but I haven't seen some of those people lately. I'm not sure they're even here any more.

So it must have been someone who was connected with those people.

[She thinks on this for a moment.]

I don't suppose you remember any names, do you? If you could remember that, you could contact them and ask if they know anyone who would remember the things you do.

*Sighs, shakes his head* No one I've seen recently, no. But... I'll keep trying to figure it out. Can't be impossible, right?

That's probably the best way to approach it for now.

[With another wince, her hand quickly returns to her head. It's nothing like the pain she experienced when her true power began to awaken, but it certainly seems to be trying to compete.]

[So his memories are probably with someone else too. That is the formula of this event... Is researching these... these "events" pointless if we can't figure them out until we're on top of them? This really is madness--]

Misato! What is it?

--It's nothing. Just... another memory.

[Because that is definitely nothing.]

It doesn't look like nothing. How do you feel..?

It just hurts a little. It will be fine...

Maybe you should go rest. Both of you.

But...

[She isn't so sure that will help much... Still, after a moment she gives a slight nod.]

...I suppose a little rest couldn't hurt. Excuse me.

[And with that, she will make her way to her room, her mind filled with a piercing pain. Just what were those shadowy monsters...?]

Rest well.

*He won't protest Aoi leaving, but he's not following suit. He's being stubborn like that, and hiding any signs of his own discomfort reasonably well. His feathers may be a little floofed, but he's keeping his wings tightly to himself.*

*And he turns his attention back to Otonashi after a second, trying to be discreet about it. He's still not in any mood for being alone, but he doesn't have a clear idea of what to start a conversation with, and the one they've been having isn't the cheeriest.*

[He isn't convinced that she can nap this off either, but he seems to be running out of options. This isn't conventional in the slightest.]

If you can't do it, you can always come back. [She's not really alone, after all. Then, to Avitus:]

You don't want to try sleeping? ... I don't think it's a cure, but it might relieve pain if you two can sleep.

Dunno if I could.

*He's quiet a second, looking back down.*

I could never go back to sleep after bad dreams unless my brother Heldrad--

*And he stopped himself there, cheeks tinting purple.*

N-never mind.

*Going back to cleaning now. Awkward? What awkward?*

She may not be able to either, but... [He doesn't know what else to suggest. There's no medicine for painful memory swapping. What's this about brothers?]

... Eh? [Of course if he wants to pretend it didn't happen, Otonashi can be graceful about that too.]

*he'll shake his head... nah, doesn't really feel like bringing it up.*

I'd rather do stuff right now.

*except, he's not sure what to do. He's done all the cleaning for the day, really. Maybe he should work on art, but that tends to be a solitary thing, and he doesn't want to go be by himself right now either....*

I think the chores are done... uh. What do you like to do? [He isn't going to assume anything. Best to ask.]

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