[ well, the fact that he's so weirdly focused gives mephisto the chance to go in and order before date notices him, so a few minutes later he suddenly shows up to take a seat across from him (probably with, like, a strawberry frap with extra whipped cream, let's be real.) ]
Am I interrupting?
[ not that he really cares, obviously, since he's already claimed the chair. ]
[ he absolutely jumps at that because sometimes you’re really, really intently chatting with your eyeball. it happens. (it’s a good thing that demons probably don’t have a risk of diabetes, huh? the amount of strawberry fraps with extra cream i would drink if that was the case for me too, damn.) ]
Saying ‘yes’ isn’t gonna make a difference, is it?
[ of course it’s not. he knows the drill by now. ]
and yeah… yeah, this about what he figured. his left eye looks back and forth for a moment, hello aiba. ]
I imagine I couldn’t go back decades or something like that — not that I need to. I just want to get far enough back that I can be prepared for what I’m going in to.
[ this is how i get an au of everything that happens at the end of the game going, i guess. (spoiler noises because it’s endgame and the pcs are unleashed) ]
preemptive aitsf spoiler warning for this thread in case anyone else looks at it ig
[ his eye does a little roll and then settles down. thanks, girl. ]
Haha, very clever.
[ he wrinkles his nose. ]
You're not wrong though. Why go back that far when I don't even remember what came before I lost my memory? Can't prevent it if I don't know what caused it. And my life's been fine as far as I can remember -- I'd rather stop whatever's potentially going to happen to Iris before it can happen.
That only needs a couple of hours more time, not years.
No. There’s this whole thing where I have amnesia — you’d be surprised how many people have asked me how I got amnesia, considering I don’t remember anything. [ … ] It’s not like I came to in a hospital, I was wandering the streets of Golden Yokocho.
Ah, I meant what was going to happen to this Iris that you wanted to prevent — if it was something that had already happened before you came here or not. I do understand the concept of amnesia!
...But I'll admit I am much more invested in this part of the story, so let's stick with it.
[ sips his frap... god it tastes good having things that aren't alcoholic ]
[ maybe he wants to talk about his daughter. but also, mood. he just has a coffee and it tastes like the best thing ever. no alcohol, only another kind of liquid drug! ]
That's ominous.
[ if it's interesting to him, that's probably not a good thing. ]
[ yeah, date's a member of the milf-lovers club, he's not pretending otherwise. ]
... I guess she must've done. She talked like she knew me, at least. Y'know when there's... kind of a dynamic there and you just fall into it? It felt like that.
[ it's a very nothing story coming after three houses but it's fun! there are stupid dessert weapons and it brings me a lot of joy beating enemies to death with a giant lollipop ]
I have a pretty good idea, yes.
[ case in point, this conversation. ]
She never actually said so, though?
[ he sips his frap. hm. ]
That seems odd. I would have assumed she'd have filled you in on some of the things you were missing if that was the case.
I mean... it was pretty clear she knew me. I figure there some medical benefit to letting people remember things naturally, rather than trying to force them to remember stuff. Maybe that's what she was doing?
[ a mystery. ]
She might not have wanted to. For the same reasons I just mentioned.
[ as someone with centuries of experience in withholding important information from people, he may be a little more inclined to suspect others of doing the same... but that memory he'd seen before had already proven that they were keeping some rather big secrets, so he doesn't think his suspicions here are unjustified. ]
Hasn't it been six years? Seems like if anything was going to jog your memory it would have happened by now.
And you don't find that strange? That she apparently thought it best to treat the old you as if you were dead?
[ looking at him curiously with a slight head tilt. ]
This sounds less like trying to let you remember on your own and more like actively concealing something. [ ... ] As you know, I do have some experience in that area.
Like I keep saying, it's not like I have anything to compare it to. Even if I did find it strange, I don't know the first thing about trying to regain anything I lost.
[ ....... ]
If it's that worth concealing, maybe it's not something I want to know.
Understanding the past — especially the not-so-fun things — is often critical to managing the present. You may not remember who you are, but that doesn't mean no one else will. And if the old you was a questionable character, I would think you'd be better off knowing what to prepare for.
If you were from my world, I could send you back temporarily to watch whatever happened back then from an outside perspective... but alas, I'm afraid your personal history is out of my reach as well.
They've had five years to catch up to me. If they were going to, they already would have. [ the irony of this is not lost on me, given his canon point. ] Or a better way of putting it might be -- I'm not actually sure what I could do about it anyway. Other than just adapt and deal with it.
[ .... ]
Well, there's small mercies everywhere. I've had enough of people literally watching my memories like it's the evening news.
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Am I interrupting?
[ not that he really cares, obviously, since he's already claimed the chair. ]
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Saying ‘yes’ isn’t gonna make a difference, is it?
[ of course it’s not. he knows the drill by now. ]
… Debating “when” to go back to, basically.
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anyway, he just smiles and takes a sip that's 100% whipped cream as he sits down. you know him so well. ]
Ah, yes. That seems to be an important question for many of you.
Did they say how far back they can send you? I assume there's some limit.
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and yeah… yeah, this about what he figured. his left eye looks back and forth for a moment, hello aiba. ]
I imagine I couldn’t go back decades or something like that — not that I need to. I just want to get far enough back that I can be prepared for what I’m going in to.
[ this is how i get an au of everything that happens at the end of the game going, i guess. (spoiler noises because it’s endgame and the pcs are unleashed) ]
preemptive aitsf spoiler warning for this thread in case anyone else looks at it ig
Not going to try going further back than six years to see if you can learn anything?
[ stirs his straw around.... ]
...Of course if you were to just get amnesia all over again I suppose you might end up back on the exact same course that led you here.
(spoiler warning alarm)
Haha, very clever.
[ he wrinkles his nose. ]
You're not wrong though. Why go back that far when I don't even remember what came before I lost my memory? Can't prevent it if I don't know what caused it. And my life's been fine as far as I can remember -- I'd rather stop whatever's potentially going to happen to Iris before it can happen.
That only needs a couple of hours more time, not years.
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[ "potentially" ]
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[ he shrugs. ]
No. There’s this whole thing where I have amnesia — you’d be surprised how many people have asked me how I got amnesia, considering I don’t remember anything. [ … ] It’s not like I came to in a hospital, I was wandering the streets of Golden Yokocho.
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...But I'll admit I am much more invested in this part of the story, so let's stick with it.
[ sips his frap... god it tastes good having things that aren't alcoholic ]
Who was it that found you?
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That's ominous.
[ if it's interesting to him, that's probably not a good thing. ]
Boss.
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Ah! The attractive woman in red, right?
[ the milf, one might say ]
Did she already know you at that time? That would be quite the first impression to make if not.
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That's the one.
[ yeah, date's a member of the milf-lovers club, he's not pretending otherwise. ]
... I guess she must've done. She talked like she knew me, at least. Y'know when there's... kind of a dynamic there and you just fall into it? It felt like that.
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I have a pretty good idea, yes.
[ case in point, this conversation. ]
She never actually said so, though?
[ he sips his frap. hm. ]
That seems odd. I would have assumed she'd have filled you in on some of the things you were missing if that was the case.
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I mean... it was pretty clear she knew me. I figure there some medical benefit to letting people remember things naturally, rather than trying to force them to remember stuff. Maybe that's what she was doing?
[ a mystery. ]
She might not have wanted to. For the same reasons I just mentioned.
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Hasn't it been six years? Seems like if anything was going to jog your memory it would have happened by now.
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[ i mean it's not wrong. exactly. ]
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[ sips! ]
Internet searches for your name didn't get you anything useful?
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[ he taps at the edge of his own drink thoughtfully. ]
Nah. Kaname Date's me as I am now, entirely. The identity was made for me.
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[ looking at him curiously with a slight head tilt. ]
This sounds less like trying to let you remember on your own and more like actively concealing something. [ ... ] As you know, I do have some experience in that area.
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[ ....... ]
If it's that worth concealing, maybe it's not something I want to know.
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If you were from my world, I could send you back temporarily to watch whatever happened back then from an outside perspective... but alas, I'm afraid your personal history is out of my reach as well.
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[ .... ]
Well, there's small mercies everywhere. I've had enough of people literally watching my memories like it's the evening news.