onlyeverdoubted | In the Night Inbox

[Bodhi'd half forgotten that conversation. Missing memories. It's just surreal that it's a problem he shares with anybody. It can't be--he hopes it can't be for the same reason. He's a little afraid to ask even the vaguest question. How could anybody talk about... But Soldat brought it up, and ignoring that seems just as bad.]

D-does that happen?

I don't know what brings memories back. Except familiarity. I've never been able to do it on purpose. Mostly it just happens when I least expect it to.

[At least they don't sound like they're uncomfortable talking about it.]

All I have right now is the knowledge of how to play. The knowledge that one year we had to use buttons because we couldn't afford the chocolate coins or spare change. Kinda want the actual memories, though. At least one.

[The next spin is "nun", nothing for them, in more ways than one.]

[The worst thing is the description doesn't sound totally alien. Only he doesn't have much hope of getting things back. There are just empty places he can identify and the ones he doesn't know to look for because the signposts are lost, too.

Realizing he's been neglecting the game, Bodhi spins quickly and lands another shin. The bad luck is a very mild punishment for not doing the one thing that's apparently helpful.]

Well, uh, if it's helping, I... don't have anything else planned.

[Talking isn't neglecting anything. It's probably good for Bodhi, even. The Soldier pushes their last ruby into the pot, spins... gimmel!

Which, it seems, will end this round of the game, since that's the last of Bodhi's rubies, and nothing left in the middle. Their prize "appears" when they lift the metal hand from the rubies to find the amount in the pile magically doubled. What consequence for Bodhi, hmm?]

[Bodhi sniffles suddenly, which is not among the afflictions he's prone to. He doesn't exactly take good care of himself; it's just that colds aren't the usual consequence. He doesn't quite connect the two, since it seems distinctly unmagical and isn't at all on the scale of his last price to pay.]

Well. Fun while it lasted.

[No memories, but it was nice to see Bodhi do something friend-like and not-nervous. The Soldier indicates their larger pile of rubies, now.]

Got a lot more betting pieces now. And more tea. If you want to play again.

[While the sense that he must be infringing on Soldat's time remains, he gives in without any further prodding.]

Yeah, let me get the kettle on again. I'll make a pot.

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