[ oh somehow this name is stupider than saber is, so they regret asking.
sorrowglare's attention snaps back towards the man. they do not like getting chastised, and at the moment they have less of a reason to believe him because of the lack of recognition. the only reason for hesitation is their general distaste for the current situation.
but fine. they kneel down and shove the knife straight through the man's foot. ]
it's unfair, but in saber's own wound, the one on their wrist, they feel an echo of the same pain. they did everything right, but it still hurts, just as if it had been done to them instead.]
saber, like before, does not cry out again. but they do buckle down to one knee, breathing heavily at the pain. their other hand grips at their wrist. they stare at it, then at the man. ]
[but that seems to be enough of that. they are led out of the room and back to a small barrack with bunk beds, where they are given some tasteless porridge and water. down the hall, they can hear the man still screaming.
(and for a moment, it feels like maybe they do know him after all? but that can't be)
the pain is horrible, but it subsides, it doesn't last very long.]
they will sit in tis room and listen to the man scream, and wonder what's going on. the sudden recognition makes it impossible to finish the food, so they just set the porridge down and wait for whatever comes next. ]
[nothing happens. they're ignored for a while, which is probably a good thing. the door is left closed and locked, so they can't leave. the screams eventually subside.
and then after a few hours pass, a person pokes his head into the room and gestures to them, sort of a "follow me" motion.
[ saber stares at him, before quietly getting up and following after him.
do they trust the stranger? absolutely not. but this is doing something other than sitting here, and it's not like the woman told them to not leave this room so. yippee. ]
[the stranger will lead them down the hallway to an area where some stones can be pulled away, revealing a secret little alcove. it's quite pretty here, actually - some flowers bloom here even in the pitch darkness, casting a light glow.]
I'd say we're friends, even if you can't remember right now. Well, maybe we wouldn't admit that as easily if you did remember. I don't get why they're always so much harder on you that way.
Uh, I really can't? And I don't. I just don't get mine erased as often as you do. Like I said, they're hard on you for some reason, even though you're better at all of that than I am.
[they get back! and the next morning, they are taken to the mirror. round 3. same thing, except now they can remember their wonderful name, and they are taken to the person on the altar.
we don't need to rp it all out i just want to know if anything changes or if they still go right ahead and don't hesitate.]
[ sadly, remembering their REAL TOTALLY LEGIT name this time from the start does make them more suspicious of the man calling them saber.
they will, ultimately, do it again. i can't say they don't hesitate, because they always will simply because they are not someone who likes or agrees with the concept of torture, but blood will be drawn again. ]
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holyspirits) wrote2025-02-23 02:30 pm
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they go for another finger, but stops. ]
... is my name Saber?
[ the question is directed towards the woman. ]
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[goes to the warrior cats name generator to give you an edgy warrior cats name.]
Your name is Sorrowglare.
[that's your name! so. guess that settles that.]
Are you losing focus so quickly? And he isn't even screaming yet, not really.
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sorrowglare's attention snaps back towards the man. they do not like getting chastised, and at the moment they have less of a reason to believe him because of the lack of recognition. the only reason for hesitation is their general distaste for the current situation.
but fine. they kneel down and shove the knife straight through the man's foot. ]
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it's unfair, but in saber's own wound, the one on their wrist, they feel an echo of the same pain. they did everything right, but it still hurts, just as if it had been done to them instead.]
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saber, like before, does not cry out again. but they do buckle down to one knee, breathing heavily at the pain. their other hand grips at their wrist. they stare at it, then at the man. ]
Why...?
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[but that seems to be enough of that. they are led out of the room and back to a small barrack with bunk beds, where they are given some tasteless porridge and water. down the hall, they can hear the man still screaming.
(and for a moment, it feels like maybe they do know him after all? but that can't be)
the pain is horrible, but it subsides, it doesn't last very long.]
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they will sit in tis room and listen to the man scream, and wonder what's going on. the sudden recognition makes it impossible to finish the food, so they just set the porridge down and wait for whatever comes next. ]
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and then after a few hours pass, a person pokes his head into the room and gestures to them, sort of a "follow me" motion.
you don't know them, either.]
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do they trust the stranger? absolutely not. but this is doing something other than sitting here, and it's not like the woman told them to not leave this room so. yippee. ]
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So. Did they erase your memories again?
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What do you mean? Who are you?
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[why does this person get a normal name.]
I'd say we're friends, even if you can't remember right now. Well, maybe we wouldn't admit that as easily if you did remember. I don't get why they're always so much harder on you that way.
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saber still isn't sure what to do. ]
... why are they erasing my memory? Why do you remember? How can you walk around freely?
[ they have another question they want to ask, but they're worried to, so they stick to these for now. ]
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[the torture things.]
I snuck out. I thought you might need a break.
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[ they go quiet for a moment. ]
When they make you do that–does the person claim to know you? Do you feel like you know them back?
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No, not for me. But you've mentioned something like that before.
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[ they still aren't sure what this means. ]
Uruha, what's my name?
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Your name is Sorrowglare. You even forgot that?
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Yes... the woman had to tell me. [ ... ] Who is she?
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[around this time, there's the sound of footsteps outside in the hallway, near the stone they'd pushed away to get in here.]
...Oh no. We'd better get back.
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but okay, saber will skedaddle back. ]
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we don't need to rp it all out i just want to know if anything changes or if they still go right ahead and don't hesitate.]
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they will, ultimately, do it again. i can't say they don't hesitate, because they always will simply because they are not someone who likes or agrees with the concept of torture, but blood will be drawn again. ]
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