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CHARACTERS: sarah walker & others
LOCATION: all over the tranquility
WARNINGS: tbd, will edit as needed.
SUMMARY: catch-all for empathy plot links for both stage 2 & 3 anytime between oct. 11 - nov. 7th!
NOTES: my memory plotting post is over here! it'll be open the entire month for anyone else who wants to do things, so feel free to select memories and let me know what you'd like to do before we thread things out. if you'd like me to write the starter just message this account or send me a private plurk otherwise just pick a date and go for it under the specified stage header!

[starters can be found below!]

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[ brad doesn't recognise her in the memories; what he recognises is that she's in a relationship and that the memory brings up ones of his fiancee and how she left him for his best friend. as if the fact that he has memories that don't belong to him and someone has memories of his that don't belong to them in their head didn't already piss him off enough -- this is adding insult to injury, or perhaps injury to insult because he can make do with memories that aren't his, but he hates the disgustingly sweet (by his standard) nature of the dates he suddenly remembers.

he has no idea who's memories he has, even though he knows what she looks like because she checked her hair in a mirror just before one of the many dates he suddenly remembers. he has no intention of seeking her out, but when he runs into her on one of his patrols, he still stops and scowls at her. ]

[starting off the day with seeing memories that aren't even hers is more than a little unsettling for sarah and given that this was the first instance it's happened for her, she had no idea what to make of it other than assume it was some part of the ship's doing.

sarah wasn't sure who the memories belonged to but they weren't too disruptive in a way that stopped her from trying to go about her day as normal as possible. she was just walking down the hallway when she runs into him, a bit puzzled by the fact he was scowling at her] Is something wrong?

[ when she speaks he recognises her voice because he heard it in the memories through her ears, slightly lower than it sounds to his ears but still the same in pitch and accent, as if seeing her and remembering the reflection in the mirror hadn't been enough.

it's her, no doubt about it. ]

Other than remembering your disgustingly sweet courtship? [ his tone heavily implies that he considers a lot wrong with that thank you very much ]

Remembering my what? [sarah is taken by surprise at his response if only because she is not quite aware of the situation just yet. she looks genuinely confused at his tone of voice as he refers to remembering something about her and while his voice does vaguely sound familiar to her, it takes her a few moments before it finally registers that she was actually seeing his memories earlier] Oh, so you're the one I've been seeing memories from?

[ he knows how this works; an exchange of memories rather than something one-sided, but that doesn't mean it sits in any way comfortably with him that she has memories of his. ]

What do you remember? [ which of his memories did you get, that is. ]

[sarah thought the same thing of this situation and not just because she had to maintain her cover but her personal life and her past was always a touchy subject with her but still from what he told her, it didn't seem to be anything too revealing at least]

The only thing I saw was that you were talking to your Lieutenant— telling him that you had confidence in his leadership.

[ Two weeks of having other people's creepy, disjointed memories cut and pasted into his own mind had made Casey twitchy, overaware of everything, analytical of even the slightest thing. In his head, the slightest gesture or word had become important, as he tried to pick out whose mind belonged to who.

When Sarah's memories hit him, it was much less of a puzzle. First of all, there was looking at himself through her eyes--that was a pretty big clue. And at first it was just irritating, he tried to ignore it, and then it got less irritating and more...distracting. Distracting wasn't acceptable. Distracting got in the way of him putting together engines, and distracting took his mind away just as he was reconstructing his pistol with a stray fond thought about Chuck's smile.

Stray thoughts about Chuck's smile were never welcome.

Never.

There was only one option: get the memories out of his head as fast as possible. And if that meant killing the person whose head they actually belonged in, he supposed it might be worth a try. Right? Of course there might be other ways to deal with it, but nobody was suggesting that Casey's mind didn't jump straight to the violent option. ]

Walker, are you in here?

[It had been a long couple of weeks and honestly Sarah was still feeling fairly on edge because of how invasive this entire memory swap was. The fact that her memories, even things about her past could be seen by both people she knew and even complete strangers was something that made her feel really uncomfortable. However, more than that she was concerned about her cover being blown in the process of all this as well as people learning about Chuck being the Intersect through her memories, which in the case he did come back, it could be a potential problem and that's what concerned her most.

The moment she got memories from Casey, it was something familiar and slightly more obvious who the memories belonged too but despite that, a lot of the memories she did seem to be getting from him were bits and pieces of her future which she really had no idea how to even begin dealing it with. Hearing about it is one thing but seeing for herself is something else entirely even if she didn't quite have the context for some of the thing she saw.

She knew she should probably go look for Casey but just as she was thinking that, it seemed like he had already beaten her to it by coming to her room instead when she hears his voice outside of her door, which she soon opens] Yeah, I'm here— this is about the memories, right?

That's one thing to call them.

[ Casey wasn't sure what else to call them, but it wouldn't be a nice word that he used to describe them. They'd messed up his entire month, given him a whole new - unwanted - peek into how other people's lives really were, and let them know far too much about him, about Chuck, about Bryce--about him shooting Bryce. Who even knew what, with most of them? Getting answers out about what they'd seen was like getting blood from a stone, but Casey couldn't rely on them to shut their mouths about any of it either, and honestly? He was a very private person. That was the bottom line, when it came down to it. Casey didn't talk about his feelings with anyone; so giving them a first class backstage pass to his head was the ultimate punch in the balls.

In many ways, sharing those feelings with Walker was the worst that it could get. Well, the worst that it could be without Chuck being here. He knew he'd have to look her in the eyes again and see her seeing right through him.

Goddamned ship. ]

Can I come in?

[ Ugh where did that politeness come from? ]

[Sarah didn't like it much either especially because with how this only brought up a lot of things that she didn't want to talk about or even deal with especially from her future and that's why it felt a lot different when she was experiencing Casey's memories especially the ones that included her.

She just nods before stepping aside so that Casey can come in because maybe she was a bit curious about what he saw from her end of this] Yeah, sure come in.

[ Casey doesn't hesitate, but steps inside instead, trying to master some of his sense of self and simply striding inside. Though they've both been here for a while, more than a year, Casey has never been inside Sarah's room. Honestly, he never had any reason to. But this feels sort of comfortable. Familiar. ]

Have you had any headaches yet? Nosebleeds?

A few here and there over the last few days, but it's nothing too bad. [Sarah just shrugs at that because she mostly saw that as more a minor issue than everything else. She could deal with headaches and nosebleeds easily enough it was everything else going on this month that concerned her more] How about you?

They get worse, you know, the longer you leave it.

[ Casey considers the room. It's small. Sitting would give him a better view of the room, but put him at a disadvantage. But that's training. They're both falling back on it, even knowing each other as well as they do. Who sits first? Who turns this into a conversation and not a briefing? ]

It got pretty bad before. I uh--didn't want to go through with it. Who would?

I heard about that. [Sarah may have been lucky in terms of not having her headaches get that bad since there wasn't too much of a gap between meeting the other people she was linked with, whether it was from running into them or being contacted to meet so that the link would isn't connecting them anymore even if she wasn't too fond of the idea herself]

I can't say I blame you for that— but it doesn't seem like there's another alternative.

[ It's still uncomfortable. His whole position shows it, and he doesn't make a move to sit yet. He should. They have to touch for this to work. ]

I met some English vampire who got your shooting habit but shot the magazine out onto the floor when I handed him a gun. He had memories of me, too.

Bad enough we're hemorrhaging information ourselves. People are probably getting memories about you from me, too.

[It's the same for Sarah because while they aren't standing too far from each other, it's still weird even if she knows she has to hold his hand or something.

She already knows who Casey is talking about though not only because she has met Spike a couple of times but also from the fact she remembers having his memories earlier this month as well as from someone else who was from his world just a few days ago] I kind of figured they could be.

I think I know who you're talking about though, I might have gotten some of his memories earlier.

Edited 2013-11-01 04:50 (UTC)

Oh really, I bet those were fun.

[ Casey had no idea, thank god. He'd managed to avoid any links with people who ate other people, and while there had been a few unfortunate kisses, the same could be said of his life. So long as nobody got his memory of Chuck trying to 'cure' him with a big, fat snog, he could carry that shame to the grave, the way it was meant to be.

He'd survived it so far, come off relatively unharmed. But there was still time for this to go horribly wrong. With a deeply wounded sigh, he moved himself over to the bed, perching carefully on the edge of it. ]

How do you want to do this?

Yeah, just like the rest of this.

[Meaning not at all because she hadn't been so lucky in that given the range of memories she had been getting during the last couple of weeks of this but she decides not to dwell on it too much.

When Casey moved to sit on the edge of her bed, she does the same just a few moments after and extends her hand at his question since that was the simplest way to go about this] Well holding hands would probably work.

[ But Casey isn't so sure. First of all, holding hands was dumb. It was the kind of thing you did in during recess when you were six. When holding hands was the most innocent way to show just how much you liked someone, even if you didn't understand what liking someone even meant.

That wasn't the biggest problem he had with it. ]

The way it works is if you and I break contact for even a minute, we have to start all over again. I'd rather not take any chances with you seeing something you don't like and pulling away.

[ So what were the options? ]

You got a stocking or a belt or something we could tie around out wrists?

[Sarah wasn't thinking too much of that aspect but it was more like hand holding involved the least possible contact if they did have to touch as she was concerned at least.

She just frowns at his words because she's had enough links to know the process already and to be able to handle what she does see even if it's a bit weird seeing things from her future] I know how this works already, besides I can handle this just fine.

[Technically she does have something they could use to tie their wrists together in her closet but she doesn't respond to that part right away since she is kind of stuck on the fact that Casey is assuming she'll pull away at first] I do have something like that we could use if we need it though.

Mmph. Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you.

[ Casey was hard, Casey was tough, Casey could take looking at Sarah's life without needing space. Sure. But when it came to the things he'd done for Chuck, for a future she hadn't lived yet, and for instance, to him shooting Bryce Larkin--he couldn't be sure how Sarah would react.

But he can't put it off any longer, not through any other kind of workaround, and he offers his hand out toward her, palm side up, and waits for her to take it. ]

Edited 2013-11-15 14:00 (UTC)

Yeah, I got it already. [Sarah was confident she could handle it and she knew would be fine as long as she didn't think too much on what she saw either.

She takes his hand as soon as he offers it to start off the waiting process for ending this connection]

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