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Post by Azoth (Kyler) on Sept 24, 2004 2:20:37 GMT -5
"this is very complicated... feeling pain, can strengthen you?" I asked, a bit confused, "but in what way can it help you... if you fight to avoid that pain... there are always others that find a way to hurt you... how could it possibly be a strength?"
(((Sorry... I'm probably making it hard to respond... hey?)))
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Post by Maya on Sept 26, 2004 10:44:03 GMT -5
"Because it can drive you." I replied.
"In revenge." He said. I sighed, rolling my eyes,
"No, not just in revenge... look, it gives you... urgh, ok, feeling pain allows you to build resistance to pain, ok? If you suddenly, right the second could feel it, and i hit you, or anything like that, then you would be in agony. You would crumble, just like that, because you would previously have had to concept of pain, and thereby no resistance to it. Whereas, if someone hit me, i would feel it, but it'd be barely anything to me because i've experienced it before, and a simple punch is nothing to what i've taken in the past."
"But just not feeling it at all must be better." He said with absolute certainty. I shook my head,
"No. Cos then you dont know when you need help. there are humans who feel no pain- its an illness. They cant feel it, so they dont know when they are ill or hurt, and that, my friend, is most definitely bad."
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Post by Azoth (Kyler) on Sept 26, 2004 19:47:08 GMT -5
"But I can tell when I am injured... just not through pain..." I said convincingly.
I was making it harder and harder for her to convince me otherwise...
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Post by Maya on Sept 27, 2004 11:41:46 GMT -5
I sighed,
"I dont see how its possible to go through life without feeling. What do you live for?" I asked him. "Tell me now that you never miss the sensations you had as a man. Tell me you never miss the feeling of the touch of skin... tell me you dont wish you could feel the touch of lips on your... well, bones, skin, whatever- tell me that. Look me in the eye and say it."
((he WAS a man once... right?))
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Post by Azoth (Kyler) on Sept 27, 2004 19:25:11 GMT -5
(((Yes... he was a man once... but he doesn't remember anything about his former life... apart from the memories that strike him every now and then...)))
"I do not remember any of them..." I told her.
"Nothing at all?" Maya asked.
"I do not remember any of my former life... except for..." I trailed off...
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Post by Maya on Sept 29, 2004 12:00:54 GMT -5
"Except??" i asked gently, not wanting to push too hard and annoy him.
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Post by Azoth (Kyler) on Oct 16, 2004 4:33:34 GMT -5
(((I'm back for a while... won't be adding anything new on any new threads yet though...)))
'What should I tell her?' I asked myself (thinking)
"When. well... I..." I couldn't finish it... usually I wasn't afraid of anything... why was I afraid of telling her?
"What?" She asked softly... she looked like she had already figured it out.
"OK... I get these... imiges, I presume that they show me of my former human life. But I am not sure..." I told her.
"Before... in the graveyard... did you get one of those memories?" Maya asked.
"They are imiges!" I snapped, "not memories!"
"ok..." she said, a bit taken back....
"I am sorry... I shouldn't have acted in that way..." I apologised, then answered her question: "Yes, like the one in the graveyard..."
"do they always hurt like that?" She asked...
"yes... except for one..." again I trailed off... hesitating to reveal my newly acquired 'emotions'...
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Post by Maya on Oct 16, 2004 7:56:21 GMT -5
((yey, welcome back))
I took his hand gently.
"Show me." I said softly. "I'm a telepath... if you dont mind... all you have to do is direct the thoughts, images... memories, whatever, towards me."
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Post by Azoth (Kyler) on Oct 20, 2004 3:15:37 GMT -5
(((Thanks... sorry this took a while)))
I hesitated... I knew that if I projected my thoughts now... Maya would know everything.
I wasn't sure. I looked at her, she had a hopeful, but promising look on her face, the type of look that you can trust...
"ok." I said, I thought of the vision I had while dancing with Aredhel... as best I could... I didn't exactly know how to 'send' them to her... but I didn't my best.
(((Read some of the one with me dancing with Aredhel to get the info... I can't remember what it's called... I think it's when Aredhel first arrived.... or came back... if you have seen her before...)))
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Post by Maya on Oct 20, 2004 17:31:20 GMT -5
((you didnt really say much in the dancing bit so im gonna improvise if thats ok!))
It was so... touching. Melancholy, beautiful... memories of joy but sheathed in such regret and pain that Zeroc couldn't even fully feel- no wonder the guy was confused. To remember emotion when you had no concept of what it was... i could only imagine it would be agonising.
"Did you love her?" I asked quietly. It was a strange question, as it did not require him to battle his current confusion of emotions, only to remember what he once knew.
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Post by Azoth (Kyler) on Oct 20, 2004 21:53:42 GMT -5
The memory came back to my head. Again... it didn't hurt...
"I... can't remember..." I told her...
I couldn't even remember who she was. But one thing I knew was that this was a different memory as the others because it was the only one that didn't hurt...
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Post by Maya on Oct 21, 2004 9:54:15 GMT -5
I could feel the confusion in his mind, and the longing he felt to discover who she was, and what they had had. I made a decision.
"I'm gonna try to help you." I said. "But we have to go somewhere more private."
He looked at me, confused.
"What do you mean, help me?"
"There are ways i can delve into your memories- even you subconscious ones... if you want to know, then i can help you to find them."
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Post by Azoth (Kyler) on Oct 21, 2004 20:11:39 GMT -5
"Where should we go?" I asked.
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Post by Maya on Oct 22, 2004 6:05:58 GMT -5
"My place." I replied, "I have inscence and stuff that'll make it easier. He nodded nervously. I downed my drink and led him out. We headed for my home.
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Post by Azoth (Kyler) on Oct 22, 2004 17:35:13 GMT -5
I walked quite fast, even though I wanted to take as long as possible to get there.
Maya was keeping up ok, but she looked slightly confused as to why I was going at such a high pace.
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