More Memory Projecting

[toodeeptoford]

 Who: errybody
Where: Convinient Screens.  Conscreenvient.
When: day 4, bright and early

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[grandschemed]

I mean, it's nice knowin' I got some performin' under my belt.

[ he pauses a bit. ]

Are yer feet doin' better, by the way?

[forgottenmercy]

[tilts his head in mild confusion for a moment.] Ah, wh-[pause] ...oh, you mean Lucifel. [ok he stumbles over the pronunciation of his name a bit.] We look rather alike.

[grandschemed]

-- Shit, my bad. Ya practically look like twins.

[forgottenmercy]

It's, ah, no problem. Our resemblance is very strong, after all, and this is the first time we've met.

[grandschemed]

What should I be callin' ya?

[forgottenmercy]

I'm Persephone. Or if you'd like to shorten it, ah, go ahead.

[grandschemed]

Uhh ... How 'bout Percy?

[forgottenmercy]

[oh, the one variation on his name that he doesn't like] Mm, that might not be 'cute' enough? [given the frilly dress he's wearing, it might be a Concern given his unit's apparent aesthetic] Lucifel calls me 'Pere' for short.

[grandschemed]

Pere it is. You two close?

[forgottenmercy]

[how do I...friend?] ...ah, we're on the same unit. [um.] ...I would protect him? [please help, I don't understand this closeness thing.]

[grandschemed]

I sure as hell hope so. That guy seems like he needs it.

[forgottenmercy]

I agree. Though I won't tell him I'm doing it - he would probably, ah, object.

[grandschemed]

He's not doin' too hot on the self-worth front.

[forgottenmercy]

...oh dear. [frowns.] That's something to help him work on, then.

[grandschemed]

Ya haven't noticed it yet?

[forgottenmercy]

I noticed that he was very preoccupied with being, ah, useful and helpful at all possible times, while also being almost...dependent? on others to decide how he is to be most helpful. The second especially is, ah, concerning.

[grandschemed]

Yeah ... that sounds like him. You remember I was askin' about yer feet?

He was walkin' around in shoes that didn't fit him for I dunno how long. When I got 'em off his feet were bleedin'. He says he didn't even think to ask anyone what's up.

[forgottenmercy]

[sighs.] Thank you for helping him. ...When did you get his shoes off? I wish he'd asked to borrow mine.

[grandschemed]

Two days ago. Think we found a replacement for him.

[forgottenmercy]

That was very kind of you. [tries not to sigh.] Maybe I should get him another pair of shoes, just, ah, in case.

[grandschemed]

Backup won't hurt. But... He's gotta work on himself. I figure he doesn't wanna be babied either.

[forgottenmercy]

[and nods, in agreement.] That wouldn't help at all. It would probably be the, ah, opposite of helping.

[grandschemed]

I prolly don't need to tell ya this - - but just keep an eye on him.

[forgottenmercy]

I will. I'll keep an eye on him and be as supportive as I can. [and he'll do his best.]

[grandschemed]

[ exhales, some, seeming to be relieved. ]

That's all I can really ask of ya. I'm probably stickin' my nose in too far.