trashprince | scawwy: pc: iwatooshi

We were sparring together. You don't remember that?

[ caelus' grip slackens then tightens. no. he won't let this bother him. ]

That's okay. My memory was off last week when I came back, too. You let me hold naginata you.

No...? I haven't let anyone hold me except for Rondo, the one time.

[ caution sets in. caelus unable to tell if the moral path is one of insisting on the truth as he knows it or of acquiescing to iwatooshi's memories. ]

You said...

[ was monday a fucking au memory.

hnnn. ]

Iwatooshi, are we close?

Yes, of course. I didn't forget you, Caelus-dono - you're one of my closest friends in this place.

[ but letting someone wield his naginata?? ]

[ now it's starting to feel weird. he returns iwatooshi's scaled hand to him. ]

That's true. But aren't we... well.

[ other questions claw at his throat. but iwa was so hurt and the moment feels so delicate. ]

Maybe I dreamed it.

[ his hand drops to his side like a limp noodle. again, he does not react. ]

...I don't understand. [ aren't they what?? ] Dreamed what?

[ please explain he is SO confused. ]

That you let me hold you. Or that you said--nothing. Since it didn't happen.

[ so uncomfortable!!! ]

Are you good to walk? Can I take you back to your place?

[ gives him a sidelong look that says he clearly isn't really buying that it's nothing but he doesn't know enough to argue it so he just lets it drop ]

Mm, alright. [ to his apartment, then? ] I never had any problems walking, so it should be fine.

You thought you were healed earlier when you were clearly injured.

[ catches that sidelong look with his own. swiftly looks away again. ]

I'll feel better if I see you back and comfortable.

[ so let him ]

We were healed, befure we returned. I couldn't feel it when the injuries returned.

...I think everything is healed for good now, but I don't know. Someone else would purrobably have to check.

That pur--person can be me, if you want.

[ ohhhh he has to let go 'what happened monday' but it's killing him. he's dying. not from lucas or from any of this week's other horrors. death by iwa forgetting a single pc. ]

Tell me about where you went.

Alright. I trust mew.

[ that hasn't changed, he says it as easily as ever. as they walk he's just gonna - well, try to tuck his arms into the yukata's sleeves, but it's kind of awkward. eventually he gets it, with a little concentration. ]

There was a talking cat who told us that Rondo's meowmories needed to be untangled. It didn't stay fur long, and after it left, we were made to do a number of different trials.

[ 'I trust mew' is very cute but the odd movements of iwatooshi's arms don't go without notice. caelus wants to ask, but instead he hears about a talking cat. ]

What were the trials?

[ reaching for yukata sleeve. gives a small tug like hello ]

[ he doesn't seem to notice the tug on his sleeve now that his attention's turned away from them. ]

I was alone in the furst one. I... [ hm. he frowns. ] I think I was offurred the chance to change history, at least in a dream. There was someone there who begged me to, but I don't remember who. It's foggy.

[ shakes his head... who knows. ]

I don't know what the other three saw during that time. We had to mewve furward in pairs for the rest.

[ well now who's the cat because why isn't the sleeve-pull working? he does a few more short tugs in a row. hey hey hey. ]

And who was your pair? Was it Nina or someone else?

[ iwatooshi?? ignoring his pawing?? ]

Did they make you fight?

[ still no reaction to the sleeve tugging. ]

Nyasa-dono. Ninya-dono was with Camewlle-dono. They didn't say what they'd been through, but fur us to purrceed, we kneaded to sacrifice something on each floor. For the furst, it could be anything. Fur the second, it was something to do with meowmeries.

[ caelus lets go. ]

... [ this feels bad, this feels weird, this feels like curdled milk sitting in his stomach. ]

Do you remember riding the wheel on the boardwalk with me?

[ close to the worst possible time to bring that up. yet iwatooshi said he saw a possessed caelus and he can't recall monday. he's not responding when caelus touches him. it's starting to freak mr. stellaron out. ]

[ that throws him for a loop, iwatooshi blinking in surprise. ]

When you kissed me? Yes, of course I remember. Why?

[ okay. well, doesn't seem like he forgot everything personal between them. that's something. ]

Testing you. I'd like if you could remember all of our time together.

[ although as far as caelus can tell, something important has already been lost. not the kiss, though. is that because it's a more or less precious memory than the spar? much to ponder ]

[ he goes quiet for a bit, thoughtful. ]

I'm sorry, Caelus-dono. I want to remeowmber everything, too. You're the last purrson I want to furget anything about.

...Nyasa-dono said... there'd still be time to make new meowmories.

It's okay--she's right. There is time.

[ doesn't think about my incoming 3D week starting next tuesday aahhhhh ]

We could spar again and I'd do a better job. You could kiss me back.

[ ha ha! later considerations of course!! they are heading back to iwatooshi's room so he can rest up after his awful, long day. ]

Tons of time.

I'd like to.

[ ... ]

Maybe not right now, though. I want to be able to feel it.

You can't feel anything?

[ pokes his side. pokes his shoulder. rapid poking to immediately test the limitations here. ]

[ no reaction whatsoever. ]

It comes and goes, but meowst of the time, there's nothing.

[ just watches caelus poke him? okay. sure. do that, it's not like it hurts. ]

[ reaches to pinch his cheek

(face) ]

This either?

[ all of this harassment is while they continue to walk together. ]

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