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[hellofist]

[She knows that it's a cruel trick to do this now, in the middle of the night in the middle of a flood where people may or may not have their original memories. Everyone is too busy dealing with their own things, and so that's why she does this now.

It's underhanded, but it's happening. She's broadcasting from inside her room, a cramped, run down little thing with cracked plaster and a beaten up dresser and a bed and nothing else. She sits on the bed, cup of tea balanced in her lap, and tries not to think about what she's saying as she says it.]

Figured, should... do this, officially. My name is Cassandra Cain. I was here, before. As a warden.

[Still hurts to admit that, but she charges on through as best she can.]

I'm not anymore. Don't remember everything, just that... I was here. Some things came back, memories of... some people. Some places. Mostly, it's new.

That's all. [Except maybe she'll inject something in there to make it seem like she's trying.] Good luck, with new bodies. Shouldn't last long, don't worry.

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[hellofist]

Little things. Remembered how... to switch modes, make things private. Where things are, too.

[She's watching so closely, trying to pick up on who this is with just hints. She has a guess, but she doesn't know Bucky too well yet.]

[imfollowinghim]

[If Becky notices she's being scrutinized, she apparently doesn't mind.] I was here about a year ago. I don't remember a lot of it, but stuff like that started to come back pretty quick. A lot of the rest of it's pretty blurry.

[hellofist]

[It's kind of nice to know that she's not the only one with fuzzy memories, though she has to assume she isn't the first person this has ever happened to.]

How long... have you been here, this time?

[imfollowinghim]

Two, three months. Not that long.

[hellofist]

[She nods, and she'll try to remember that but right now she's good with her memories not coming back completely.

And hey she's figured it out. Hi Bucky, you look pretty cute as a girl.]

This is probably... an easier flood for you, then.

[imfollowinghim]

[She knows. 83 And that inevitable awkward moment when your counterpart would probably hit that, as it were.] Beats being a dog. I remember that happening.