rakuen | [Round 4 | Day...Today?] [OPEN LOG]

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[Round 4 | Day...Today?] [OPEN LOG]

Characters: Theta and YOU
Format: Prose or action, whichever is fine.
This log is: Open
Location: Several (See Inside)
Summary: Theta's in a few different places, just let me know in the comment title which you're replying to.

So far, classes have been utterly boring to Theta. She's made a few contacts, some might call that friends, and some of them she's quite keen on seeing more of. She's got a note of permission from her player to use all of the school facilities, so she is out and about in several places:

1. Theta is at the library, limping around and looking over nearly everything. One section gives her the creeping fog in the back of her mind, and she pauses, staring at the books and trying to figure out which one is doing it. Old plays, apparently? Or perhaps she's in the music section, having a look at nearly everything and trying to find music that either pleases her or reminds her of what Sherlock had played on the violin for her.

2. A few things from the library tucked under her arm, Theta limps along to the cafeteria next. Though she has permission for dessert, she skips it, choosing healthy food in smallish portions. She also makes a point of getting a portion of something she doesn't recognise, though once she's at a table, she's only picking at it.

3. Of course, with her being out and about, there's always the possibility of running into her as she's going from place to place. She has to take her time, limping along and even having a sit every here and there. Of course, sometimes she also gets distracted staring at the greenery around the school.

4. And of course she's at the dormitory, before or after her trek out around the school. She might be polishing the brass armour plates she'd been wearing when she came to school, she might be holding them up with her uniform, silently wondering if she can get away with it. Or she might be reading the books she brought from the library, quietly humming to herself as she does.

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Theta considered the other's words, then nodded quickly. "Yes, yes, that makes perfect sense. For example, whatever powers the technology here, the base energy in this world was quickly discovered and put to technological use. Whereas the energy in mine, we've been able to harness it in clockworks, but they're also considered a form of magic because none of us know how it's done. Even those of us that do it."

She grinned excitedly, glad that she'd found someone who she could speak with on her own level. She wasn't actually used to that, and it surprised her that she could trade ideas with someone without having to dumb things down and be patronising.

Grenn nodded in agreement, again tugging on a bit of hair against the side of her face as she listened and thought.

"Something like that, yes... Wherever here is," Grenn said with a grimace, privately thinking that this wasn't a proper world... Well, it was, but it was a computer generated one. Perfectly contained, the only thing to disrupt the algorithms if you managed to hack into their database and mess things up...

"I'd... think that even low-key 'magic', like telekinesis, pyrokinesis, such things that could be driven only by the human mind could probably be tied to something like this, too..."
Because those things were cropping up here and there in her own world, though severely hushed each time by the various governments. But there was just no way of stopping things from leaking out. Especially freak fires that, for example, didn't burn anything at all in a military base during the oppression rebellions except for all personnel.

She nodded again, glad that they seemed to be on the same page still. "Yes, the mind as a mechanism to tap into a free-floating energy, akin perhaps to the earth's magnetic field--invisible, undetectable save with specific technology, but nonetheless present. And, just as some minds are pre-disposed towards mathematics or towards music, some minds are pre-disposed to tapping into such a field, while others aren't."

Such a field, then, was likely what powered ergaleomancy, and her mind was one of the ones with the 'predisposition' necessary to work her craft. It made sense, and if she'd cared to, she supposed she could have looked into studying to find a way to identify that 'field', to learn how to harness it outside of a pre-disposed mind. But that wasn't her field of specialisation, and she didn't really think she needed to be the one to look into it. Someone else could, she had other things to work on. Other things like....that fog again! She had been working on something, but she couldn't remember the details.

Grenn hummed in agreement, because that sounded what she'd thought as well, is with an added possibility of becoming detectable... or being such, since those able to use it would know it was there, but, it hardly mattered.

Then she caught Theta's second flicker of memory-loss fog, and grimaced in sympathy.

"Annoying, isn't it? Do you know what it's you've forgotten, or is that also still blank?" Grenn shook her head as she spoke, looking annoyed. "I have one thing that was obvious from the beginning it had been taken... due to the context of the surrounding memories..." Grenn snorted and crossed her arms.

Yes, let her keep all other intimate moments, but let's remove all the kisses. Not obvious at all, noo.

She sighed frustratedly. "I was working on making a blood purifier, but I can't for the life of me recall why. It's not as though that's something simple to research, either. Who knows, perhaps it was my last project before leaving and I wasn't able to finish it..." She didn't take the idea of important memories being taken very seriously.

"Blood... purifier..?" Grenn muttered, mostly confused over where the connection was to what basically seemed to be clockwork robots and the like. Then she shook her head and frowned.

"You... don't seem too upset at the memory being gone? More... annoyed?" Grenn questioned, waving a hand vaguely in the air, as she wasn't sure 'annoyed' was the right word, or if she'd interpreted it wrong.

"That's what it is, isn't it? An annoyance. It's not as if they could actually take anything important. I'd notice if they did, surely." She was smugly confident in her logic, convinced she was right, and in for a terrible shock when she found out the hard way that she wasn't.

"And a blood purifier, it's a medical device. I'm specialising in medical ergaleomancy." She was proud of that. She was following in her father's footsteps, and she liked that.

Did she really... Grenn shook her head, managing to keep her face schooled.

"Someone lost their ability to navigate the school. She can be lost for hours despite this place not being overly huge. Someone else the knowledge of what the sky is..." Grenn trailed off and shook her head. Poor Mei.

"Names, people, language..." She spread her hands, trying to metaphorically encompass the scope of loss. "And what if it actually was important in some way? Life-and-death important, that you remember this thing? I know... I'm not sure what it is, exactly, one of the things they took, but I know it affects people. Lives. Somebody is..." Frustrated at herself, and the school (and the nightmares, which still popped up, intermittently), Grenn trailed off with a frown.

Theta frowned deeply at that. Though she didn't want to let on about it, she was deeply troubled by the possibility of it actually being something serious. Then again, she didn't want to look weak, either. She put on her best arrogant face, nose in the air.

"I'm sure it's nothing truly important. Those sound like minor frustrations, and whatever you're missing is your own insecurities and the memory loss messing with your mind. Pay it no mind, don't let it hold you back~!"

She--- What... Grenn stared, unaware her jaw had dropped slightly as the arrogant tone and words brought on memories.

'Come on, calm down. Ignore it for now! Promise me you'll do nothing!' That's what... How could Lyra have made her...

"I don't think," Grenn hissed, leaned forward in the wheelchair. "That the government experimenting on unassuming students and turning them into the living core of ships is a minor frustration or my ins---" Grenn suddenly snapped her mouth closed, and stared vaguely off into the distance. Score one for Utopia's memory wipe.

What... had she just been so angry about? She knew it would have to do something with a memory she'd lost, but it was all gone. For the moment, it was hard to even keep hold of the anger Theta's words had caused, which had sparked... whatever she'd just lost, again.

Theta just stared at her for a moment, not sure what to even say to her after that outburst. So it seemed memories could indeed be important things, that was a bother. More than a bother, but she was relegating it to a lower status in her mind, trying to convince herself that it wasn't as big a deal as it most certainly, certainly was.

"There's no need to get so riled up, certainly," though she wasn't as confident as she would have liked. She wanted to be convincing, but she wasn't even convinced herself. It was harder than she wanted to admit.

"Really?" Grenn was quite unable to articulate anything else but that, the word encompassing her incredulity. Grenn grimaced and sighed. She'd used up too much energy in that outburst, and felt quite hollow from being so thwarted at fully expressing it.

"If you want to be philosophical about it... I'd argue anything forcefully taken, anything not naturally lost, is integral to us as people. They've basically taken bits of your personality, your brain, out? That's not something to be 'riled up' about?" There was no heat left in her voice as she spoke, however. She was tired now.

Theta gritted her teeth. She was chatty, but she didn't want to think about things that were genuinely upsetting her in public, didn't want to have to deal with it at that point. She tightened her hand on her cane, trying to will away the frustration. "Of course it's integral. But getting angry about it will only add to the fog in the mind. It's already foggy, no sense clogging it with emotionality as well."

That was a strange way of looking at it. Grenn wasn't sure she liked the implication that emotions were only in the way of a reasoned argument. Some areas still held to this, and it was, frankly, a strange idea to her; emotion, or rather passion, was the basis of all your opinions and likes and dislikes, why would it be undesireable?

"If you say so," Grenn couldn't suppress the tiny snort; she was trying to be diplomatic, really, but disquiet from earlier still clung, and she was tired. Maybe she needed to train her mental fortitude as well as her physical one...

"Sorry... I think this made me tired. If you want to, we can talk more another time?" Grenn managed to get some sort of excuse out; she'd started to feel the creeping want to simply leave as that would be the easiest, but she could behave.

"Mm," she hummed in agreement. "I think that would be good. I suppose I shall see you around, then?" It was a polite offer, but she, too, wanted to be done with the conversation. She had a lot to think on now, and it wasn't all very pleasant.

"the school isn't big enough to easily hide in," Grenn said with a small, though tired smile, gave Theta and nod and wheeled away. Time to actually go and do what she'd planned to before she accidentally bumped into Theta, read the book of plays she'd found.

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