pc ❧ spy sisters from another mister ( dorothy )

[lecarre]

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[misstrust]

Yes, I've met the centaur and a demon from the underworld, among others... quite an eclectic bunch we've gathered.

[ Understatement. ]

Speaking of memories, have you noticed any differences?

[lecarre]

Not as of yet, but my roommate confirmed that he lost a small but presumably not inconsequential memory.

You?

[misstrust]

Nothing yet. I've tried going through them bit by bit... but nothing has stood up.

Whatever it was, it might actually be rather inconsequential to start off with. Though clearly the same doesn't apply to everyone.

[lecarre]

[...Hm.]

They did suggest it would be different for different people... or rather that they could not predict how each person's memory loss would occur.

[misstrust]

[ Dorothy sighs, under her breath. ]

We'll need to constantly monitor ourselves, it seems. If nothing else, if it's a memory we share, we ought to be able to tell if something seems amiss.

[lecarre]

Indeed. Large memories we will be aware of immediately, but we will have to catalogue the smaller memories as well, to be sure we are whole when we leave this place.

[Bleh. This place sucks and she wants to go home to her goals.]

One more thing--the teams.

[misstrust]

We'd better be whole or I'm going to have more than words for our captors.

[ As she... reaches out to ruffle Ange's hair?

Okay. ]

Right. I'm going to go ahead and assume you and I are both in different factions.

[lecarre]

[... Okay.

Ange doesn't twitch, but she does blink.]

According to Rabbit, disrupting the rules could unravel this world's situation even more quickly.

[... Ange reaches up to tug Dorothy's hand away, but... then she holds onto it in both of hers? Weird.]

For now, we should avoid sharing our factions until we know more about the consequences of breaking that rule.

[misstrust]

[ Oh.

Dorothy knows this is absolutely the fault of whatever is going on in the air or something, but it's not going to keep her from trying to suppress a grin.

Wow, Ange must hate this. ]

Fair enough. I do intend to speak to my faction Leader about that-- there's still too much we don't know and I'm not fond of biding my time on certain matters.

[lecarre]

[Yeah she loathes it.

So, so much.

Her expression is unchanging, but she can't seem to help the way that she goes from holding Dorothy's hand to...kind of leaning against her.]

You should. For now, I intend on keeping up my cover even with the faction Leaders, so there is only so much I can pry out.

[... She leans more.

And:]

Don't say a word.

[misstrust]

It's fine. People might be more inclined to speak candidly around you if you play innocent. Those Leaders included.

[ And she wraps an arm around Ange's shoulders, now doing her best not to laugh. ]

But this truly is the most convincing effect for your cover, isn't it?

[lecarre]

[Automatically:]

My cover is a young orphan girl who is easily flustered by displays of affection.

[... Leans into that hug, resting her cheek on Dorothy's shoulder.

What the fuck is this.]

Is this a mental effect that is attached to losing memories?

[misstrust]

It means you can actually act almost as uncomfortable as you feel.

[ How nice! ]

But it might be linked to what you were saying about strong emotions. I'm sure being made to feel affectionate towards strangers would trigger a variety of those.

[lecarre]

[UGHHHHHHH.]

I suppose. They did speak of "the Realm" as if it were some sort of sentient thing, despite it being this place. If it is trying to nudge us along to finding nova on its own, this would be one way to go about it.

[... she still haaaates it.]

[misstrust]

Then we should brace ourselves for any other emotional impulses that might follow.

This one might be rather tame, but who knows how long that will last.

[1/2]

[lecarre]

If it happens, we will handle it.

[She makes it sound so easy... but, well. They've both done shady things in pursuit of their missions.

She doesn't like not being in control of herself, but it's doable.]

This would be considered merely an unusual handicap on the--

[2/2]

[lecarre]

[... thhheeeee????

.......]

Oh, so that is what I've forgotten.

[misstrust]

...

I'm sorry. Do you mean to tell me you've forgotten the name of your alien home?

[ Oh my god. ]

[lecarre]

[SHRUGS VAGUELY...]

It will not come to me, no matter how I remind myself it is something I should know.

What a peculiar sensation.

[misstrust]

I could tell you, but it might be for the best if I don't.

[ Because Dorothy has heard so much shit about the goddamn planet that she's been over it for years. ]

[lecarre]

[... WOW RUDE.

Ange just frowns a bit at that.]

Regardless, that is one memory down, at least. Do you have any idea what you've forgotten?

[misstrust]

Not in the foggiest. I remember our names, where we met, when we met, all of the missions we've gone on... presumably.

[ So what is she missing? ]

[lecarre]

... Well, you will just have to figure it out, won't you?

[ice cold]

[misstrust]

Yes, thank you for that, Miss Benevolent. Truly, you are supportive.

[lecarre]

Well, it isn't as though I can keep track of your memories, so that is entirely up to you. When you realize what it is, we can attempt to discern patterns. My roommate has already told me what he lost, and it seems similar in a way to mine.