3rd memory ღ action.

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[Not recognizing his room in the morning wasn't all that new to him. After the accident it took a little time for the new memories to properly connect every morning. It had only been about two weeks since he lost all his memories, so at first he didn't panic. He sat quietly in the bed waiting for either the new memories to connect or for Seimei to come into great him and remind him of what he was forgetting.]

Wait... this... isn't my room. [After a few unsettling moments of his mind not being able to place the setting, Ritsuka starts to worry. He finally realizes that this isn't just not his room... this isn't even his house!] Seimei? Seimei!

[Ritsuka tries to call for his brother, but when Seimei never comes, his panic turns into fear. The room starts to feel dangerous and constricting, so the child doesn't hesitate to leave. Luckily he seems to have fallen asleep fully clothed so he makes his escape quickly. Once outside he felt less claustrophobic, but still very lost. Nothing looks even a little familiar. After the amnesia, not recognizing his home wasn't uncommon, but in the last two weeks he never remembered seeing and cobble stone streets in the neighborhood.]

Where am I...? [He says to himself in a trembling voice and takes a seat on a nearby bench, tucking his knees under his chin and trying to be as small and unnoticeable as possible. He wasn't sure what to do next, usually he'd just wait for Seimei to come and take care of him, but what if Seimei couldn't find him? Tears of frustration sting his eyes but he doesn't let them fall. Crying never solved anything and it was only going to make this problem worse. He just needed to think.]

Don't cry, stupid. That's not going to help...


((ooc: Take from age ten, two weeks after loosing all his memories in his canon. Sorry if it's confusing. u.u))

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[orphan-moon.livejournal.com]

This place has Shadows too, hunh? Or something close enough to em. Thought I'd finally gotten away from that shit. You'd figure after the Fall, the end of the world, whatever the Hell it is that happened, the worthless debris could at leats be left in peace. Figures.

If you take my advice, the best thing to do is just sleep through it all. Don't go out at night. Don't go looking for trouble. If it finds you, run like Hell. I haven't seen any cases of Apathy Syndrome here, and without that there just ain't a good enough reason to stick your neck out. And if you don't take my advice, well, take it from me: kids who play with guns get shot, kids who play with stoves get burned. Don't be expecting me to show up and save your ass if you don't know enough to keep away from a hot burner. And don't complain to me about it either. Got that?