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Yukiko Amagi

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[covenantal]

Is that so? I'm glad to hear it.

[ladytakamaki]

Yeah. I believe you.

[ while she doesn't understand why she had those memories now...there has to be a reason for them. ]

I guess we'll see what's happened to her...

[burningblossoms]

We can learn stilts.
Like mountains.
Maybe weekends, when you aren't busy with your boyfriend.

[burningblossoms]

We will. You'll see how right I am.

And no matter what, you'll have support.

[youraffection]

wait U took it??

[burningblossoms]

No. I didn't.

But I have chicken?

[youraffection]

i dont
oh
OH
oops
sry yukiko
man i hate this app

[burningblossoms]

I do too.
But do you want chicken?

I'm baking Parmesan chicken right now...

[youraffection]

oh
uh
whens it gonna b ready

[burningblossoms]

An hour.

I just started.

[youraffection]

hell yea
ill totally b over

[ladytakamaki]

Yeah... I do now.

Thank you, Yukiko. Really.

[constellates]

i will always make time for senpai

10/6 - Around lunchtime

[notyourutopian]

[It starts with a picture.]



So there was a package for me when I stopped by the apartment between classes.
From you know who.
With this little doll in it.

[First thing she's ever received from Retrospec, actually.]

[burningblossoms]

Oh! That is so precious!

It's strange, but I like it!

Is that a diving bell?

[notyourutopian]

Isn't it?
And I think so.

I think it's supposed to be the one the other me calls her father.

[burningblossoms]

Your father is a diving bell golem?
That's cool.

[notyourutopian]

Not exactly it's more like a suit but I'm not sure I-

[There's a pause suddenly as Eleanor seems to realize something. She'd been really really quiet about that one memory hadn't she...]

Did I tell you?
About the memory with the woman I think is her mother and the one she thinks is her father?

[burningblossoms]

No you did not.

Tell me about it? That seems significant, if one of them is a diver or something.

[notyourutopian]

Not a diver.

Well. Kind of. I still piecing some of that together but

...It's a little intense. Just to warn you.

[burningblossoms]

Intense is fine.

Tell me.

[notyourutopian]

[It's a few minutes before she answers, just processing how to put it.]

There's a man there, he looks like this doll.
Well, like a version not made by an eight year old anyway.
She...the other me...calls him Father. Thinks of him as her father.
Or her 'Big Daddy'.
That part always feels so jumbled...

And I'm not sure it's true?

[burningblossoms]

Well, you said it was the 1950s right?
Isn't Big Daddy a thing then? Slang?
Like, Daddio!

And if she thinks of him as her father, then he is.

[notyourutopian]

Oh, not like that.
I was only maybe eight or nine
She was only
So...actual father

But there's this woman, right?
I'm sure that's her mother. Her real mother.
She used this...power. To do something to him.
To make him do whatever she told him to.
Almost like mind control.

[burningblossoms]

Mind Control?
That's fucked up!
You don't think she hurt him do you?