Torin bit his lip again, considering Wren's words.
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+Wren I don't think he's ever erased my memories. When I committed suicide and needed a new body he had some of my memories suppressed a little so theyd hurt less, but nothing else
(Ah okie! good to know!)
The man raised his eyebrows. Skyla? Who was that?
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+Stars, I'll meet you in front of Marcos's human containment unit, then.
The man got up, turning the computer off before he got a response. He didn't even bother reading the knew ones. Bad brain bubble. He headed down the hall, hands pushed into his pockets. This was all so strange…
Gareth grinned, hugging Brenn.
"It… it really is noice to know someone's there," he agreed. "I don't really know a way through, though, except breaking the wall. If that's even possible."
Wren frowned a bit, reading that someone had been in a similar boat as himself. Except they had actually gone through with the action…
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I'm sorry you went through that. I… I apologise, I don't know how to comfort people very well.
Uhm I don't know, probably Astral has something set up so that we can't get across without his permission, or without getting hurt, right Gareth? Or, maybe he thought that we might never figure it out, he does tend to think that we mortals are rather stoopid, so perhaps he has no boundaries, but I don't know of a way to get to you, that might be hard.
Torin shrugged faintly, letting out a breath.
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+Wren it's fine, im better now
+ClaimedByAGod ok
He turned off the cellphone and headed towards Marcos's human containment unit, chewing on his lip anxiously. What did all of this mean?
Simon frowned a bit at hearing this news, his excitement fading. “Ah…well that sucks.” He knew he wasn’t capable of breaking through the wall, even in his normal state he would barely make a dent in it. He sighed softly.
(gtg now sorry)
The man stopped in front of the human containment unit. He looked up when he heard footsteps, letting out a breath.
"I… I have no brain bubble how we've never met," He said looking at Torin.
"I don't know either. Honestly, it's a shot in the dark no matter how we look at it." Gareth rested his chin on Brenn's head, holding the man close.
"Is it alright… if I ask what he's done to you?"
(Kay, bye!)
Torin shrugged faintly, studying the other man. "Me either, to be honest." He replied, tucking back a strand of hair from his face.
Brenn looked up at Gareth, "Do you think it's okay to…" He thought he heard the god's footsteps and fell silent, but they stopped, after a moment or so of waiting, just to make sure that everything was alright he continued, "After all, that is a somewhat touchy subject, depending on what he has done."
Wren felt a bit relieved that whoever Stars was was doing better. He wasn't sure exactly what else to say aside from finally describe his surroundings.
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+Stars, you had asked about where this place was, so I guess I'll describe it? Um, there's a small cot and table in here… some shelves that have jars with memories in them… That's about it.
”Yeah….” At Gareth’s question he hesitated a bit. They may be fellow victims of Astral but they were still strangers. He fell silent, for so long that the others probably thought he’d just left. But finally he spoke up. “It’s okay, I don’t mind. Well I guess I’ve had it relatively easy..I’ve only been here for four months or so and he can’t really hurt me at all for the next six months…” He said, hoping they’d figure it out at least a bit. He’d most likely share more afterwards but he figured this was a good place to start.
(I'm waiting for Caustic to come in with Nix like: (◕‿◕✿) i read the word memories where can i come to eat them)
"I…" Gareth trailed off. No. No, that couldn't be right. "Do you mean… did he manage to do what I think you're talking about?" The man stiffened, almost as much as when he was a figurine.
(Oh geez I wheezed–)
(She might be asleep rn though because of school, idk)
Brenn was in shock, "I, I'm so sorry." He said quietly, not sure how to reaact to that, it was the gift of life, but still it was a rather odd way to do it. "I um, goodness, I really am sorry, unless you'd prefer for me not to be, then I'll say congratulations, but not on what he did, more like about the baby, but neervmind my rambling. . ." He looked up at Gareth, asking him if it was alright for him to speak about himself, "Well uhm, he's used me in similar ways, although he hasn't done that to me." 'And I hope he never does.'
((moonlit hours y'all I'm about to crashhhhhh))
(aaaa that makes sense)
(moonlit hours!)
Gareth shivered, right down to his core.
"He… He really did it, then? T-This, this is…" Gareth was still trembling.This was right, this wasn't natural.
(Yeah, I think I might go from this chat soon so we don't get too far lol)
(Makes sense <3)
”Uhm yeah…he finally found a way around the rule, I just unfortunately happened to be the solution. And it’s okay, you have nothing to be sorry about, this is all that bastard’s fault and no one else’s.” He actually smiled a bit at Brenn’s ramblings. “Don’t worry, it won’t happen to you. I don’t know if it even can actually…the only reason it worked with me is because I’m trans.” Realizing he’d never actually introduced himself, he added on a quick, “My name’s Simon, by the way.”
"I…" Gareth stumbled over his words a bit. "I'm Gareth," he said. "I was a purr machine Astral took off the street." The man looked at Brenn, holding him closer. "What… what do you think Astral is going to do with the ankle-biter?" The purr machine was absolutely terrified.
”I don’t know honestly. The weirdest part is he actually seems really…” Simon paused, trying to find the right words to explain it, but couldn’t find a good enough descriptor. “Happy? He genuinely seems like he just wants to have a kid.”
"I… this just doesn't make sense," Gareth said softly. He looked to Brenn, then towards the wall again. "He's had children before, he's adopted. I've met a few of them! I just…" The purr machine shook his head, holding Brenn close.
Brenn sighed just really bumfuzzled at the moment, "I just, wow…I'm just that's just." He looked up at Gareth, "Do you think the ankle-biter will be safe? I hope so, I don't want him to hurt it, or you either it's just my god." Chills ran down his spine shaking his head.
”Yeah he told me that…” He sighed softly. “He just said he’s always wanted a biological kid. Probably as a way to get more powerful to be honest by having a demigod ankle-biter.” He shrugged, even knowing the other’s couldn’t see it.
Brenn stared at the wall, just trying to figure this out. "I just don't understand this, I mean I know that he wants a biological ankle-biter, I just wish he didn't force your go through with this, and that also explains why he's been well." He looked down at his groundhands, not really wanting to say what he was going to say, 'But again, I'm sorry."
“It’s okay, really, you don’t need to apologize. I never should’ve gone with Astral in the first place.” He sighed softly.