forum All my roleplays are dead please give me attention // closed oxo (I'll do more though)

Started November 22, 2021 by @Fraust

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Farah winced at the sight, feeling the memory just as if she was Aiki.

Aiki closed their eyes, trembling weakly against the wall. The memories flickered between Aiki being alone in the middle of the city where he was attacked and taken and the scene in the crate. The men came forward to pull them out of the crate, and they took off his muzzle to grab him by the chin and examine them. They tugged at his ears, looked in his mouth, and poked and prodded them despite their weak protests.

Farah knew she'd seen enough. She withdrew from Aiki's mind and inched backward to give them space.

Aiki curled up on the ground, trembling where he lay, and kept their face hidden. They were visibly more distressed as soon as Farah pulled away, and he was having difficulty calming down.

"Aiki… can I touch you?" Farah asked quietly.

Aiki hesitated before nodding weakly, drawing their arms up to shield their face. His ears were drooping over his face as well, as was their hair.

Farah gently let her fingers brush their skin, and immediately, she let him remember the joyous feelings that had powered his positive thinking yesterday during their practice. She'd seen and remembered each moment, and now, she broadcast them into the forefront of Aiki's mind.

Aiki relaxed a bit, their breath shuddering from the sudden change in the emotion of his memories. With the memories from yesterday coming to the forefront of their mind, it was difficult to avoid glimpses of burning himself as well.

Farah made sure to stay away from the burning memory as much as possible, only focusing on the good, not the bad.

After a minute or two, Aiki looked up at Farah weakly, their eyes still shining with tears. He was exhausted and still somewhat stressed, and their heart was racing, and their cheeks were blotchy from crying while his face was obscured.

Farah's eyes too held restricted tears. She sat up straighter and opened her arms for Aiki, if they wanted it.

Aiki hesitated for a moment, considering, but soon accepted the hug. He clung tightly to Farah and buried their face in her shoulder with a strangled sob.

"Shh," she whispered, gently stroking his hair. "It's alright. You're safe. Everything is okay."

Aiki only held tighter to Farah, sobbing weakly in her arms. He didn't really believe her; after all, it had been years and this still affected them so much. They felt weak, and he was scared that the men would come searching for him again.

"You're safe," she repeated, holding Aiki tightly as well to reinforce her words. "You're safe."

Aiki whimpered weakly in reply, still attempting to calm down so they could get to class. He was going to be late regardless now, so the best they could do was get there as soon as possible.

Farah could feel Aiki calming down, but only a bit. “We aren’t going anywhere until you’re ready, got it? Take your time,” she instructed.

"I'm so tired…" Aiki whispered shakily, their voice muffled from his face being hidden. "I'm sick of dealing with this… I-I just want to forget it ever happened and move on with my life."

Farah thought for a moment, then murmured, “Some mind fairy magic can be very powerful… such as… memory alteration.” The suggestion was hesitant, but she didn’t want Aiki to suffer any more.

"Can you… can you get rid of it? Please? I-I don't… I don't want it anymore… please…" Aiki begged in a weak whisper. "I can't do this anymore, Farah… I-I shouldn't be so bothered by it anymore anyway…"

Farah swallowed and bit her lip. “Alright…” She glanced down the hallway to make sure no one was coming before her eyes glowed and she placed her fingers on Aiki’s temples. “You’re sure?” she asked quietly.

Aiki nodded a bit. "I-I mean… it doesn't hurt, right? It won't bother anything else? It'll just help me forget…?" He asked weakly.

Farah lowered her hands for a moment and studied Aiki's face. "It's… a bit more than that. I'll be removing it completely from your memory. You couldn't forget it if you tried."

"Well, isn't that good? What exactly do you mean?" Aiki asked tiredly. "I don't want it to be in my memory anymore."

Farah nodded. "I suppose. I just wanted to make sure you know what I'm doing." She'd had bad previous encounters with fairies powerful enough to mold and prune others' minds – often without their knowledge or consent.