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Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Oh gosh yeah I can imagine! I'm quite lucky in the sense that were I work is right next to a big supermarket so I can pop in during the week daily to check on things.

Oh man though I was lucky enough on my last shop I managed to get hand sanitizer (need it for work as dealing with a lot of money.) Paracetamol, pasta and toilet roll! All things I needed because I was out haha but then people look at me thinking I'm a hoarder too when I'm like nah I genuinely have none so needed them :(

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Oh gosh what was it like??

Did you manage to get what you wanted at least?

Domestic Samurai [Suki & OliveYou]

I hope this gets easier. It’s ever so awkward. Haru thought to herself blowing on her hot tea to take a few more sips of it in hopes to keep herself distracted. She could feel her heart beat away, nervous around him still as she tried to make herself feel a little comfortable in her new home.

“O-Oh!” Looking up at Chunjiro as he spoke about cooking something simple, she had done most of the cooking back home for her and her father. It was something she enjoyed, creating new dishes and recipes to try, new interesting flavours. Maybe we could cook together? Oh no. Don’t be stupid… what an idiot. Feeling her face heat up at thinking they could do something together as a couple.

“You… ah.. like to cook?” Tentatively asking him as she watched him stand up moving to one of the cupboards. “Y-Yeah. I know how to cook rice. Who doesn't?” Smiling at the thought of not being able too, it was one of the most common and favoured dishes of most in the village. Curious as she watched him pull out a huge bag of rice she paled, was that all he ate? Did he not consider other foods? “That’s… quite a big bag of rice.” Chuckling nervously as she looked from him to the big bag of rice he had pulled out, but somewhat impressed that he had managed to move it.

However, in the next moment she found herself smiling at the attempt of a joke to lighten the mood, “The food was really good.” Standing up herself she brushed down her Kimono before moving over to him and the huge amount of rice. “Should we make breakfast together? I quite enjoy cooking myself, I did all of it back home.” A bright smile crossed her face as she thought about cooking, it was clearly something she enjoyed, “Well I guess I like to bake more maybe? But even so I like to do both… ah sorry. I’m rambling again.”

Smiling at Chunjiro as she felt a little better for finding some common ground, but a little embarrassed she had started to ramble once more in front of him. “We should probably get some vegetables at some point though.” Grinning as she looked over at the bag of rice back to him, but then she felt her face heat up again as she started to over think herself and her actions so the embarrassment of hers began to settle in once more.

“Ah… so..”

Trying to fill the silence as she bit her bottom lip, fingers once more fiddling with the sleeves of her kimono. “Yeah…” Coughing slightly as she glanced away from him feeling the awkwardness settle in again between them.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Walking into the streets of the lower slums of Aspiria it was like a different world, the streets were covered in potholes and the odd littered trash. Even some of the people looked dirty and unkempt. Buildings looked as if they were ready to crumble, dirty and dusted paint peeling from them as bin bags piled up at the bottom of most of the buildings. Although there were some cars on the streets it was faster to walk in most cases as some of the cars were so battered and beaten it took a while for them to start. Coughing at the change of air you could taste the pollution, bad smells surrounded them as she continued to lead him on into the streets further away from her home and her father who would be returning soon. No one paid them any attention, there was no idle chatter, no people talking like they were friends here and it felt like quite a bad neighbourhood.

Iris felt the embarrassment creep up on her, that she was leading the Prince to nowhere fancy nor luxurious and she only felt like he would judge her more for it as he now knew this was where she came from. “This is the twelfth district, the most overlooked district there is.” Whispering her words to Caspain so no one could overhear their conversation. “It’s the birthplace of the rebellion. My hometown.” Glancing around the street looking out for any onlookers she caught site of a couple of children sat in the doorway. They wore tattered clothes; dirt covered their pale sickly faces and they looked half dead in the doorway, but it was common here. To see kids and adults alike sat in doorways of residential buildings and even businesses, they didn’t beg they had no energy to do that plus it was useless here as no one had anything to spare.

Turning a corner, she led him towards a small street full of shops, you’d have thought it was livelier. Full of people, but it was just as run down as the rest of them. “Don’t worry about the jacket.” Shaking it off, that was the least of her worries right now because top priority was to get him back home.

“OI! GET BACK HERE!”

Iris felt herself cringe at the voice but as she glanced to the sound, she sighed thankful it was not aimed at them. A part of her had worried it was the rebels, finding them already but she knew she had a little more time to get them hidden somewhere. “Don’t make eye contact.” Hissing at Caspain so he didn’t look at the people shouting, they didn’t need attention drawn to them and she knew that often people in fights hated onlookers here and they would start a fight with them if they thought they were looking.

“I’m sorry! I need the food for my family.” Another panicked voice called out, the two people who had been shouting at each other was over some meat. One of them had stolen a cut of meat from the butcher and was running away shouting his sorrys as he made his escape, but the butcher chased after him without thoughts down another street leaving her and Cas alone once more.

Rounding another corner, they passed a bakery the paint was peeling on this building, but it didn’t look as gloomy as the rest of the shops, but she didn’t go inside. Instead Iris moved towards the side of the shop were the trash was located. Glancing behind her she could see the coast was clear so took the moment to rummage through the bags, smiling when she caught site of one tied with a pink hairband. It has to be it. Pulling it out to the side she grabbed her backpack stuffing the black bag inside, it just about fitted and as much as she would have gone through the supplies she didn’t want to stay here too long.

“Okay… Do you think you can last a little longer on your feet?” Glancing over to Cas from the pile of trash bags, “I have somewhere we can hide for the night. I don’t want to push you; you need to rest but it will just be a little longer getting there.”

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Yaaay!

I can't wait, Cas finally seeing what the lower slums looks like :3

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Omg I understand though, anyone would be suspicious!

Right I need to head to bed :3

I shall see you tomorrow! Have a great evening!

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Hearing his scoff, she felt her heart break, she knew she had caused this. Everything that had happened was all her fault and she had to live that. Sighing softly when he finally said fine agreeing to her help she reach out to his arm; thankful he had rolled the sleeve back. Taking the towel soaked in vodka she began to dab at the wound gently, cleaning it up so it didn’t get infected because if he was to get sick before she got him back to the Capital it was unlikely she’d get any medicine for him. “Sorry.” Whispering an apology knowing this was going to hurt, that each dab and clean of the wound with the vodka would cause him more pain. Not as bad as the pain of my betrayal though I’m sure. Spiteful thoughts crossed her mind as cared for the wound with a touch as gentle as she could muster.

Happy it was clean she used the torn pieces of fabric to wrap it, it was tight enough that he could feel it but not dangerous to cause any problems. Cringing as the fabrics colour already started to turn a different colour the blood flow was at least slower. It would hold for now until they could get away from her home. I don’t want to take any risks though. Deciding to add just one more layer to the makeshift bandage just in case things went from bad to worse. “There’s not a lot of time.” Whispering to herself more than anything as placed one of the hoodies on his lap, her mind racing at just how she was going to do this.

Feeling her body tremble, she zipped up her own hoodie pulling up the hood before grabbing the backpack putting it on her shoulders. Glancing back at Cas she felt her eyes water at the sight, he had been beaten, hurt and this was all her fault. All my fault. Shaking her head, she tucked her hair inside the hood as she stood back up glancing towards him, “Put the hoodie on and follow me. We have to be quick.” As much as she willed her voice to be strong it did not sound it one bit, her voice wavered but that was because she was blaming herself for his injuries.

“I… it won’t be easy. You have no idea how many members a part of this rebellion are. How much power he has and what he will do if he finds you.” Moving towards the stairs of the basement she hoped he would follow, she wouldn’t blame him if he made a break for it himself but she hoped he wouldn’t because he would get himself caught and this would be all for nothing. Taking a moment to listen out for any noises she glanced around her home, eyes catching site of the happy family photo of her and her mother and father all smiling like a normal family would.

I’m doing the right thing. Mother would have wanted this, not his death.

Heading towards the front door she opened it slightly to take a look outside, there was no sign of her father or anyone around. Her heart hammered with each step she took but she gave it a few minutes just to make sure the coast was clear. Okay… it’s now or never. Opening the door fully the creak resonated throughout the empty building as she took a step outside. The first place she had to go was by the old bakery, for the supplies she had requested and then she had to find them somewhere to sleep for the night.

Although she had a plan, she hadn’t thought out every aspect, like shelter but she knew that they had to keep moving. Her father would be hunting them down the minute he knew and for once she would rather the military find them, at least it guaranteed his safety. Placing hands in her pockets she kept her head down as she moved towards the run down street, glancing back to see if Cas was following her.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Yaaaay!

I'm so excited!

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Omg no jokes, as I was writing this I paused my game mid fight and it has this real like sense of urgency music and I felt it as I wrote. It was so strange omg

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

“I’ll be back in an hour. We’ll kill him upon my return with everyone” Regis stated as he looked over at his daughter, “Think you can watch him for an hour?” His words came across colder than he meant too, he was just angry the Prince had managed to get in a few hits at him and cause him pain. He had not expected the Prince to fight back at all.

“But… that’s sooner than originally planned…” Iris frowned looking over at her father, her hand outstretching to examine the injury on his face. Cringing instead as she felt him slap it away harshly, not wanting her comfort.

“It’s more than he deserves. One hour. I swear to god Iris if you fuck this up for us.” Regis growled feeling himself get angry. “Ergh. I can’t think straight. Fuck.” His good hand ran down his face as if trying to wake himself up, his mind was all over the place and he could barely think straight without his usual alcoholic fix. “Sorry… just behave.” Sighing as he slammed the front door behind him to go meet with the others, to plan how they would kill the Prince in an hours’ time.

“An hour?” Iris whispered to herself as she looked at the front door, her mind began to race as her heartbeat quickened. “Shit… I.” Scrambling to her feet she rushed to her bedroom moving as fast as she could, grabbing her phone she quickly texted Maisie to say it had to happen now before shoving it in her pocket. “That arm… the blood.” Panicking as she realised, she did not have anything to help it with, she had to find something to wrap it in at least. “Vodka…” Talking to herself as she tried to get herself into gear, it was a small opening but now the only one she would have to get him out. Grabbing the backpack of items, she had already packed she slung it over her shoulder before pulling out an old top of hers, she could rip this up to cover the wound until she could get the supplies. Hopefully Maisie got some form of first aid kit.

Feeling the panic as her heart raced, she grabbed two of her hoodies that should conceal them enough to make an escape, running downstairs she headed to the kitchen grabbing the last bit of spirit left in the cupboard. Eyes darted around looking for anything else, other items that would help right about now. Grabbing one of the towels on the table she threw it over her shoulder with the two hoodies before heading to one of the kitchen drawers looking for the spare key to the basement. “Where are you. Come on… come on.” Urging herself to be quicker she found the key and rushed to the basement, time was against them and she already felt like she had spent twenty minutes gathering all the items she needed.

Unlocking the basement door, she propped it open to allow the light inside as she rushed downstairs, hesitating for a moment in case he reacted or thought she was here to hurt him. “Cas…” Calling out his name as she bit her lip, she edged towards him holding her hands up as if to say she meant no harm, “I know it’s a big ask but… please trust me.” Kneeling down to his level she pulled out the vodka and started to rip the top into strips to bandage the wound. Pulling down the towel she dabbed it with the vodka holding it out to him. “I meant what I said about not letting them kill you.”

Glancing back up towards the door of the basement that was left open she bit her lip, “We have an hour. Most likely less now, but I have a plan. To get you out, to get you back home.” Her voice was panicked, trembling as she spoke because she feared what could happen, he could turn the tables and try to escape himself. Leave her here to face the wrath of her father for letting him escape, but she hoped he would trust her. If only for one last time so she could help him get out.

“Let me sort that wound out quickly, then you’ll have to wear this.” Pulling down one of the hoodies that she had slung over her shoulder in a panic. There was a black hoodie and a dark navy one for them both to wear. As long as Caspain wore his she hoped it would conceal his face just enough for no one to look at them, to allow them to slip into the crowd unnoticed.