OPEN

[newphew]

WHO: Hunter and you!
WHAT: Memshare!!!
WHERE: Vegas/dreamscape/etc
WHEN: Event time!
WARNINGS: CW for child abuse, child soldiering, brainwashing, ptsd, genocide mentions! also Owl House spoilers will be in here.....

Just a note that I'm going to be doing two separate top level headers! One will be to tag in to receive a memshare from Hunter, and one will be one where you can put your character's memory! Please give me a memory in return if you are taking one of Hunter's ♥

Comments

[newphew]

[ it is so very jarring. the themes, the feelings -- they aren't so different from what hunter's gone through. acting tough and snarky even if he's afraid? but everything else is just so foreign, that hunter is motionless throughout as this plays out, as his brain struggles to grasp the imagery and what's happening. giant metal ships? pilots? ]

[ as far as hunter can even tell, this is a struggle between two different armies of humans. but maybe it's more complicated than that. this is just a snapshot into someone else's life -- dearka's, actually -- and there's so much he doesn't understand. ]

[ and yet, some parts he understands perfectly, even if the context doesn't make any sense. the bravado. scoffing and puffing himself up to look tougher. acting like a fool. ]

[ still, after the memory fades hunter is silent for a good few beats, still trying to process everything he just saw. after that, he.... clears his throat, uncharacteristically contrite. but characteristically awkward. ]

.... That was your memory, right? I. Uh. Saw it. Sorry, man.

[ this has the energy of 'that's rough, buddy' ]

[busternaut]

[Dearka startles slightly; evidently, he really didn't realize that Hunter was even nearby. As a result his expression goes through a couple of very quick shifts as he grapples with the sudden knowledge that someone else actually saw all of that... In the end his reaction lands firmly on "unbothered", and he gives Hunter a sort of lightly exasperated smirk in reply.]

...You did, huh? Jeez. Feels like I should be the one apologizing to you for you having to watch all that. [He shrugs. Airy, dismissive... But there's also the sense that he's maybe trying to convince himself a bit, that it's not that big of a deal.] Not exactly my finest hour... Anyway, don't worry about it. Not like any of it is a secret.

[He pauses a beat, then glances away.]

...And I did apologize to her. Eventually. Just so you know.