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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.
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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2/8/14 09:57 (UTC)It doesn't take him long to brew the tea. He pours two big mugs, and then washes out the kettle to bring with him. He grabs a few different kinds of tea leaves.
Then he's on his way, steadying everything in his lap as he moves.
He barely hesitates at her door, smiling up at her with a father's warmth.]
Hey.