[Hymn #45] ~Counterpoint~ [+ Movement]

[nightcrossed]

[Tear had just recently discovered something she hated even more than ghosts: alcohol.
If the hangover didn't kill her now, the not remembering exactly what she had been doing during that too-long period of time would. She thought she remembered a few things, but none of it was incredibly comforting. Maybe no one else would remember either. She could certainly pretend that she didn't just fine. But as for the other parties in question...

But that didn't matter. She was hungover, and she had work today. Luckily, there were breaks, and as soon as she could, she sank down into a chair looking much like a wilting flower. The sun was too bright, customers all seemed to be shouting at her, and she felt exhausted and sick because she hadn't slept for more than a few hours. She had never been more grateful for a steaming cup of NORMAL tea. The idea of sitting like this for the rest of the day was far too tempting. Not that she would; the cafe was short-handed again; as soon as break time was over, she'd be back on her feet.]

Wait...

[Tear dug around in her apron and produced her journal and a pen and began writing down something as she remembered it. This bold part is about the equivalent of a public journal entry.]

ND2000. In Kimlasca shall be born the scion of Lorelei's power. He will be of royal blood with hair of red. He shall be called "The Light of the Sacred Flame" and he will lead Kimlasca-Lanvaldear to new prosperity.

ND2018. The young scion of Lorelei's power shall bring his people to the miner's city. There

[Stops writing. This is not helping her headache very much at all.]

...that's it?

[OOC: We now return to your regularly scheduled Tear. 1% on Tear's rank under Grand Maestro Mohs and her mission to find the Seventh Fonstone, 1% on her reading the Sixth Fonstone in Baticul. Essentially she now has some idea of what the Score is. 11% total used, 3% remaining from Oktoberfest.]

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[love-and-donuts.livejournal.com]

*one of your regular characters, btw, is a spikey-haired smiley tall guy - he goes to all the restaurants in Memento Eden with incredible regularity~ - and he's leaning back in his chair, wondering where that long-haired waitress went, she looked pretty beat today*

*when she comes out, he raises his hand*

WAITRESS~♥ Can I have a refill of coffee? ^o^

[Regular customer, got it.]

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

[Tear winced momentarily from the volume, distracted from her thoughts. Right. There was a job to be done. She could worry about the Score later. She forced a smile - which wasn't very hard; it was nice to see people still in high spirits.]

Of course. Just a moment!

[True to her word, another minute or two brought Tear to Vash's table with a fresh, steaming cup of coffee. She set it down neatly in front of him with a polite inclination of the head.]

Here you are. I apologize for the wait.

[love-and-donuts.livejournal.com]

*gives her a tired (read: hangover'd) but cheerful grin - yay, coffee should help!*

What's the matter? You look a little distracted. Everything all right?

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

[She smiles again briefly, but it's obvious that she's only doing it as part of her job. She still looks distracted, and a little groggy.]

Oh, it's nothing. I'm fine, really.

It's just that I've had a migraine all morning. I suppose it's to be expected, considering everything that took place recently.

I've... also managed to remember a few things, and I'm still in the process of sorting them out.

[love-and-donuts.livejournal.com]

*waits, listening very intently to her story all the way through, before taking a sip of the coffee*

Anytime you need anyone to confide in, don't hesitate to come to yer pal Vash, yeah? ^^ It can be difficult when those regains come, believe me I know. Hang in there, Tear~

*assumed she's wearing a nametag, he didn't actually look - he's just super observant and heard her being called that at some point, hehe*

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

[Oh, we're sure he's heard it a few dozen times by now. Tear tends to be the responsible sort. As for her story, it probably wasn't terribly long, because Tear doesn't like confiding in others. She was obviously just trying to be polite at this point, although her smile at least was genuine.]

Thank you, Vash. I'll remember. In any case, I have little choice but to "hang in there". Things will likely get more difficult before they get any easier.

[love-and-donuts.livejournal.com]

*warm smile* Sounds like you'll be just fine, if you can say that. ^^

I, on the other hand, well. Boy. I can't help but keep getting my hopes up and having them crushed to smithereens, ha ha!

*NERVOUS LAUGH um, we're...gonna...take a sip of coffee now, that wasn't...awkward at all...>>*

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

[Watches him curiously.]

What do you mean, if you don't mind my asking?

[love-and-donuts.livejournal.com]

Heh... I guess one way to put it would be to say... sometimes I wish this place didn't give back our memories. Every time I remember something, it makes things worse.

^^ I'm getting a little tired of the whole thing...

*whoops, almost replied with mini!Tear, that would have been weird. XD*

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

Ah...

I think I understand what you mean. Things are simple as long as you don't remember anything at all, but as you regain more and more memories, you begin to struggle to fit them together because you wish to get a complete picture. However, the chances of getting pieces that fit together are slim to none, things turn out differently than you expect them to, and you're simply left with even more questions than when you began.

I suspect if one were to draw the wrong conclusions, regaining memories that contradicted what one thought was true would be disappointing.

<3

[love-and-donuts.livejournal.com]

Mine have actually been pretty easy to add up so far; I've only had one memory that was confusing, but I finally put it together in a regain a half a year ago or so.

*deadpan, but smiling, painfully* My life was terrible. I really hope I never have to go back! Things are so much more bearable here.

Re: <3

[a-severed-fate.livejournal.com]

[Well, don't expect this woman's sympathy or anything. Although hearing someone say they don't want to go back... it's kind of depressing.]

You don't want to go back?
It might be convenient to stay here and forget about everything that's happened, but I don't think that choice should be made available to us. It feels like an excuse to run away.

Things on this island certainly do move at a more leisurely place. It's nice, but... I have responsibilities. I can't just abandon those forever, even if I wanted to.

[She pauses for a moment, then smiles slightly.]

But that's only my opinion. I'm sure anyone would get attached to this place and its people after being here for over a year.