hadriel_logs | Event Log: Memories Past

Who: Everyone
What: Memory Share Event!
Where: All around the city
When: November 14th-20th
Warnings: Please remember to tag all warnings for memory shares!

Have you ever looked through someone else's eyes? Heard through their ears, spoken with their tongue? The gods have tried to teach some of you empathy, but it's time you learned the hard way, exactly what the others here have been through. For a week, every time you brush skin to skin with someone, you'll experience a memory of theirs: happy, sad, it doesn't matter. All that matters is that it feels real to you.

The first touch may come as a surprise- it lasts only for a split second but may feel like an eternity, where you're trapped in someone else's memory. After that, it could be more expected, and some may even figure out how to control it and share specific scenes from their past with others. Or, you might wear gloves and long sleeve shirts for awhile, nobody's judging.

Maybe curtail the handholding for awhile- or go right ahead, if that's your thing. After all, you never really know somebody unless you've walked a mile in their shoes, right?

► This log covers November 14th-20th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well
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► If you die in a memory, you don't die in real life, but if you do die in real life please let us know here.

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Ianchus is excited for Yusuke to come to the Springs--even a little dip is great medicine in his opinion. Ianchus himself is, as usual, fully submerged as they talk, their banter easy. It's when he reaches to refill his glass that he brushes against Yusuke's leg, and his eyelids flutter a little.

His hand freezes as the memory plays out, and though it's over in an instant in Hadriel, his face twists with pain and sadness. So many things that Yusuke has said to him before seem to fall into place, and, Oh.

That's all he says, too: "...Oh." Oh, Yusuke.

The change is easy to notice. Yusuke had been about to take a sip from his newly-filled glass when he feels the hand brush against him, sees the sudden pain and sadness on his face. He lowers his glass, concerned.

"Ianchus? What's wrong?"

"I..."
He feels like he's stepped into something all-too-intimate, and he shakes his head, running his hand through his hair in agitation. He knows Yusuke, knows he likes to keep his secrets, and this--this must be one of them. He's not sure how to react, he, who wants to keep within others' boundaries.

"...It's nothing." He forces a smile. "Don't worry."

Yusuke has long since learned when Ianchus is agitated, so that smile doesn't fool him for a moment. He leans forward as if to touch him, then thinks better of it.

"But I am worried. If there's something wrong, please tell me."

"I..." He sinks down, sitting so he's facing the same way Yusuke is, almost putting them side by side.

"I saw something I shouldn't have. I...It must have been a trick of the gods'." He turns to Yusuke with remorse on his face. "I apologize."

And then, because he figures he can't put it off...

"...I saw Madarame."

"Ah." Yusuke goes still, and something hard appears behind his eyes.

"What did you see?" Nothing good, he's guessing, from Ianchus's obvious discomfort.

Ianchus grimaces at the hardness, but something seems to relax within him. He's said it, he's gotten it out. Onwards.

"You were in some sort of...museum. With others. I saw Akira there. And there was your Madrame." He puts a hand on his forehead, trying to make sense of of what he saw.

"He said...quite horrid things to you." It's no surprise that Yusuke didn't trust adults, how coldly he spoke of his former teacher.

"And you looked like you were in pain. You had a mask, ripped it off...mmm." It sounds whimsical, doesn't it?

"That was..." he goes quiet. So, the gods had decided to reveal his secrets at last. He'd tried to tell Ianchus before, but Ianchus always insisted he could keep his secrets. Now, though-- "Madarame was my teacher, and my guardian. He used me, as he used countless others who once revered him as a master artist."

He sets down his drink, hands curling into fists.

"I gained the power to bring him to justice, thanks to Akira and the others. So I took revenge. That is what happened."

"You were raised by a man like that..." Ianchus' brow furrows in pain and agitation at the thought of that kind of pain--for how much he complained about his own family life, at the very least nothing like that had ever happened.

"Though..." Ianchus' head lifts up, seeming to put something else together--Yusuke's taste for justice. "...That power. Do you still have that...?"

"Yes. Let me show you."

He gets out of the water, and, after looking around to check they aren't being watched, there's a flash of blue flame that engulfs him for the briefest moment. When it dissipates, he's wearing the kitsune mask and high-collared outfit of Fox.

"The power is called Persona, and it manifests through this." He taps his mask. "I keep my powers secret, fearing that if people knew what I was capable of, it might cause... undue alarm."

Ianchus is surprised, but there's a hint of excitement there as he pulls himself up a bit. And then, unable to help himself he breaks into a small, fond smile, covering it with his hand.

"You...look impressive." He can't help that pride that comes out. "Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me."

"Thank you." He smiles faintly under the mask, then moves to sit back down, the clothes vanishing in the same blue fire as before.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, when you've shared so much with me about yourself." He settles back down, wincing only slightly. "The truth is, I loved him like a father. But you've been far kinder to me than he ever was in recent years... I did not want to dwell on that past."

Ianchus gives him an understanding smile.
"You needn't apologize to me for things like that. You know that, yes?"

He reaches for the towel and wraps it around his hips as he pulls himself out of the water to sit next to Yusuke.

"It's fine to not want to dwell on what happened in the past. Especially...especially if it involved being hurt by the one you loved.
If nothing else, remember you're around people who care for you now. Yes?"

Yusuke folds his hands in his lap, nodding quietly. "I know that. How could I possibly forget?"

He looks to Ianchus. "If I could do to Caedra what I did to Madarame, I would have done it in a heartbeat. But I couldn't."

He can't help but put his arm around Yusuke's shoulders, pulling him in close, reassuringly.

"She's a different beast altogether. What you did...that was plenty already."

A pause.

"...She's another thing that belongs in the past."

Event Log: Memories Past

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