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[wotanon]

Who; Anybody
Where; Wherever
When; Day 435

[ it's time for some memory roulette,
ARE YOU FEELING LUCKY?! ]

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[at_heart]

[ So, the thing is, if it weren't for the earring acting up, Lupine would've immediately shoved his phone into a pocket and covered his ears until the memory ended.

Because he recognizes all of the people in this memory, and more than anything because he recognizes Chrys as the boy from that dump of photos onto his phone at the end of Izanagi's dream world, and even if he thinks the conversation they had in the dorm the other day could've gone worse........

But the feelings are really distracting, they freeze him in place, and then he's just watching the whole damned thing with a litany of fuck fuck fuck getting steadily louder in his head.

For a few seconds after it finishes, he doesn't move, but. He has to find Izanagi, has to... let him know that he's — leaking. ]

[at_heart]

[ So. When he spots Izanagi — he heads on over. ]

—Hey.

[ From a bit of a distance, still. Trying to think of a less-horrible way to open this conversation and coming up empty. ]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Looking over - there's some strong feelings of alarm and anxiousness, but not a lick of it shows on his face.]

Ah- hey.

[at_heart]

[ Sucks a breath in through his teeth. ]

...So, uh. You know the earrings do things, right?

[bondsofsuffering]

[Alarm levels: increasing.

But he keeps a cool expression nonetheless.]

Oh? What's it doing now?

[at_heart]

[ And he can't completely stop himself from wincing as he says, ]

Projecting what you're feeling right now onto... everyone in range, probably.

[bondsofsuffering]

[Oh

Okay.

His brain is slamming the panic button.]

...Is that so?

[at_heart]

...Yeah. It, uh. Overlapped with the memory you just took.

[bondsofsuffering]

And now you're giving me an out?

[ALARM BELLS CONTINUING TO RING]

[at_heart]

I wanted to let you know, so that you could — get back to your dorm, or to the outskirts of the city, which...ever works better for you.

[ The pounding alarm in his head could give him a headache if it kept up. ]

[bondsofsuffering]

Thank you so much for your consideration.

[Just gonna get up to go. The anxiety doesn't seem to be anywhere close to calming.]

[at_heart]

[ What's really cool about this is that approaching you gave him some anxiety of his own, so there's a real party going in his adrenal glands. ]

—Sorry. I know this has to be the last thing you wanted today.

[bondsofsuffering]

[He doesn't even deign to answer, anxiety mixing with other lovely feelings as he goes - loneliness, self-loathing, general mortification, the fun stuff.]

[at_heart]

[ Well, every single part of that was the worst, and it's actively a relief as Izanagi starts to get some distance, but those sure are some parting-shot emotions, and after a moment of arguing with himself irritably, Lupine takes out his damn phone to text. ]

🐺: I'm not asking you to stay in range of me
🐺: But I don't think you should be alone right now

[ He stared at that second text for a few long seconds before hitting 'send'. This is gonna land like a lead balloon. ]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Apparently he takes his time finding somewhere else to hang out before he responds. But eventually:]

Izanagi is typing...

...

Izanagi is typing...

Izanagi: You don't think I can handle myself?

[at_heart]

[ He didn't say that and he's not gonna dignify it with a response. ]

🐺: Hey
🐺: Thanks for replying
🐺: Saves me the awkward of having to fly around the city until I start feeling like crap again

[bondsofsuffering]

Izanagi: Are you turning into a helicopter parent?

[at_heart]

🐺: The universe can hear you say stuff like that you know
🐺: If one of my next memories is about the kid I had when I was seventeen I'm blaming you

[bondsofsuffering]

Izanagi: And then you stumbled through parenthood disastrously but still managed to be a heartwarming example of familial love ☆

[at_heart]

🐺: Wow my life sounds like a sitcom
🐺: Do I have to give up on the basketball dreams to be there for them?

[bondsofsuffering]

Izanagi: Of course.
Izanagi: But it's okay because you get to show the kid that their old man's still got it once they're old enough to play

[at_heart]

🐺: At the ripe old age of like 32

[bondsofsuffering]

Izanagi: You know it
Izanagi: Anyway
Izanagi: Thanks for the distraction attempt, but I have better things to do
Izanagi: Later

[at_heart]

🐺: Yeah?
🐺: Text me a selfie first

[ If you're back at your dorm, or otherwise not completely alone, he'll let it go. At least for now. ] [ But combing the city for you from the air was not an idle threat. ]

[bondsofsuffering]

[No response. It doesn't even get marked as read.]