I really don't know what that is. Um. I'm glad you made it out.
[In return Harrow gets this:
It's dark and you're on your motorcycle. Your partner is right next to you on his own bike. There's nothing on the road for miles and miles. You feel so alive with him, the person you trust the most in the world.
Suddenly, a gang shows up, attacks you and your partner- both of you crash, as the other motorcyclists drive off like it was nothing. As if they didn't just kill somebody. With the high speed you were going, you're sure you broke your bones, but you can't feel the injuries with the rush of adrenaline running through your system.
"Nachi!" You scream raw and desperate, hoping against hope that he's still conscious.]
[Something about this memory just - shatters her, in a way she can't explain. The feeling of having a person by your side, trusted and beloved, ripped away from you violently - it makes her stomach heave, her chest constrict.
Why? She has never had anyone like that. She should not be able to relate to his despair at all. And yet, and yet, and yet. . . ]
It... [It isn't fine. It's been years since that accident, but the memory haunts him to this day. How many times has he woken up in a cold sweat after a related memory?]
Thank you, but it's not your fault.
[She's not the reason Omi's sharing it, this just has something to do with the base. Is it forcing them to indulge in despair?]
Obviously it isn't my fault. [Harrow, don't be rude when you just saw a sad memory.] I was expressing sympathy, and regret at having viewed something private.
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[In return Harrow gets this:
It's dark and you're on your motorcycle. Your partner is right next to you on his own bike. There's nothing on the road for miles and miles. You feel so alive with him, the person you trust the most in the world.
Suddenly, a gang shows up, attacks you and your partner- both of you crash, as the other motorcyclists drive off like it was nothing. As if they didn't just kill somebody. With the high speed you were going, you're sure you broke your bones, but you can't feel the injuries with the rush of adrenaline running through your system.
"Nachi!" You scream raw and desperate, hoping against hope that he's still conscious.]
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Why? She has never had anyone like that. She should not be able to relate to his despair at all. And yet, and yet, and yet. . . ]
I'm. I'm sorry.
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Thank you, but it's not your fault.
[She's not the reason Omi's sharing it, this just has something to do with the base. Is it forcing them to indulge in despair?]
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This week's effect is a pain.
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