Us Memokeepers use memory bubbles to wrap up the sensation and feeling of a moment, and turn it into something collectable. I don't often collect memories of peace, but this place in particular speaks to me.
I... have so many questions, I barely know even where to start.
[ this is extremely cool but also clearly something is wrong with jiaoqiu. is this some kind of strange curse or is this just the week's...oddities - but also. memokeeper. ]
Um - thank you. [ belated - the compliment makes his ears go pink while he processes. ] What... what's the purpose? Is it to just hold them somewhere for safekeeping? For record?
[ yeah this is actually a bad ending for jiaoqiu but i could not resist ]
For record, mostly. Some of us simply like collecting them. Others are more interested in the preservation of history. We only do so if we have permission, in any case. Stealing memories is strictly prohibited.
[ well. it's not like he's really made too much of a secret of it - especially not after last week. some of the joy falls off of his face, the smile turning a bit more sheepish, softening into sadness. ]
...There's a very large piece of my early life that I don't remember - including the important parts. I don't know why, but... I have so long wanted to know what I was missing.
jiaoqiu's ear flicks, and he brushes his hands off on his pants. ]
Well. I don't have my abilities now, so I can't look. But... [ a little head tilt. ] If they do come back, and you're still willing to see, I could try.
Memories are fickle things. It'd be a very long, very difficult process, but it isn't out of the question, especially with how young you are in comparison to some I've looked at.
[ ... memory is a fickle thing. with powers or without, taair knows it, and its that that gives him pause. after all, he spent much time in jiaoqiu's memories, this last week.
he falls quiet for a moment after that. ]
Thank you. [ ... ] ...And... you've done this all of your life, Jiaoqiu? Or as a side to your healing work?
it plays across taair's face immediately - his eyes widen, brows knitting together. to not only have his concerns confirmed, but to have the confirmed in such a devastatingly awful way makes his heart break, and without even thinking, he lifts his hands, and reaches out - and very gently sets them on jiaoqiu's, then squeezes. i took the one that hurt less. ]
...My dear friend. [ weh. ] I'm so sorry. I think... I hope - I think it is time for you to wake up now.
[ WEH!!! immediately, he squeezes his hands tighter, and the smile that crosses taair's face is nothing short of complete, utter relief. ]
You were just telling me a bit about your life, is all. [ or... a fake one, at least. he has questions, but they can wait, because most paramount is: ] Are you feeling alright, Jiaoqiu?
[ exhales, but - yes, okay. they can sit somewhere. he looks vaguely amused and exasperated a little, batting at taair but gently. fussy!! ]
I don't need to be babied. [ there's no heat to this, though. and he'll let taair lead him wherever. ] I'll be glad when this week is over. I've had quite enough of being all these things I'm not. Especially a child.
[ please. he's teasing in response to the lack of heat too, though, and shuffles him off to go sit in the tea garden. ]
I didn't get to see you as a child. [ ooh his heart squeezes at the thought, actually, but he will keep that to himself because if he thinks about baby foxians he will get real upset. anyway ] But I'm sure you were very charming - though it doesn't make it any less disorienting, does it?
I was embarrassing. [ huff. but, as he's sitting down in the garden: ] It's strange, to have a whole set of different memories. You no longer feel like yourself.
that. haha. yeah. taair winces a tiny bit. ] Yes... yes, it is, isn't it?
[ considering last week..... ]
Of course, Jiaoqiu. [ though that moment aside, this comes quickly, as he goes to grab the tea cart and push it over. ] There is very little I would not do for you, you know - let alone something like that. I'm just glad it passed - it...
...I hope you have not ever considered becoming a memokeeper.
... No, I haven't. I think I'd prefer not to think of a time where that was possible for me, even. [ a sigh. ] There isn't anything wrong with it, just that... I would prefer to keep my body.
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Us Memokeepers use memory bubbles to wrap up the sensation and feeling of a moment, and turn it into something collectable. I don't often collect memories of peace, but this place in particular speaks to me.
[ okay ]
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what ]
... What? Like - as opposed to recording history, you're... able to simply ...capture it? [ WHAT ] Since - Jiaoqiu, what?
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[ he's amused, tilting his head. ]
You'd make a very good one. Memokeeper, I mean.
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[ this is extremely cool but also clearly something is wrong with jiaoqiu. is this some kind of strange curse or is this just the week's...oddities - but also. memokeeper. ]
Um - thank you. [ belated - the compliment makes his ears go pink while he processes. ] What... what's the purpose? Is it to just hold them somewhere for safekeeping? For record?
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For record, mostly. Some of us simply like collecting them. Others are more interested in the preservation of history. We only do so if we have permission, in any case. Stealing memories is strictly prohibited.
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The accuracy of a memokeeper's historical record must be astounding...
[ taair says this breathlessly, just like, stunned by the fact and then, before anything else, he pauses. ]
Jiaoqiu, if... could a memokeeper capture a memory that the person who experienced it didn't remember...?
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I suppose it's not out of the question. It'd take quite a bit of reconstruction work, I think. Why?
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[ well. it's not like he's really made too much of a secret of it - especially not after last week. some of the joy falls off of his face, the smile turning a bit more sheepish, softening into sadness. ]
...There's a very large piece of my early life that I don't remember - including the important parts. I don't know why, but... I have so long wanted to know what I was missing.
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jiaoqiu's ear flicks, and he brushes his hands off on his pants. ]
Well. I don't have my abilities now, so I can't look. But... [ a little head tilt. ] If they do come back, and you're still willing to see, I could try.
Memories are fickle things. It'd be a very long, very difficult process, but it isn't out of the question, especially with how young you are in comparison to some I've looked at.
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he falls quiet for a moment after that. ]
Thank you. [ ... ] ...And... you've done this all of your life, Jiaoqiu? Or as a side to your healing work?
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When you lose everything, a lack of an earthly form starts to sound appealing, hm? I was offered a choice. I took the one that hurt less.
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it plays across taair's face immediately - his eyes widen, brows knitting together. to not only have his concerns confirmed, but to have the confirmed in such a devastatingly awful way makes his heart break, and without even thinking, he lifts his hands, and reaches out - and very gently sets them on jiaoqiu's, then squeezes. i took the one that hurt less. ]
...My dear friend. [ weh. ] I'm so sorry. I think... I hope - I think it is time for you to wake up now.
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there's a shift, as his ear flicks, and his gaze kind of flickers in and out. ]
Wake... [ he says, distantly. ] What?
[ and then he looks in taair's direction, frowning. there's a marked change in the way he stands. ] Hm. What was I saying?
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You were just telling me a bit about your life, is all. [ or... a fake one, at least. he has questions, but they can wait, because most paramount is: ] Are you feeling alright, Jiaoqiu?
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[ frowning still, but. ]
How strange. All of that was nonsense. A memokeeper.
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[ there's a little twitch of a smile, and he pats jiaoqiu's hands. curiosity bubbles under the surface, but let's take care of jiaoqiu first!! ]
Come, let's get you sitting down... I can fetch you a cup of tea. [ come on grandpa ] Goodness, I'll be the one getting gray hair, at this rate.
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I don't need to be babied. [ there's no heat to this, though. and he'll let taair lead him wherever. ] I'll be glad when this week is over. I've had quite enough of being all these things I'm not. Especially a child.
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[ please. he's teasing in response to the lack of heat too, though, and shuffles him off to go sit in the tea garden. ]
I didn't get to see you as a child. [ ooh his heart squeezes at the thought, actually, but he will keep that to himself because if he thinks about baby foxians he will get real upset. anyway ] But I'm sure you were very charming - though it doesn't make it any less disorienting, does it?
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I was embarrassing. [ huff. but, as he's sitting down in the garden: ] It's strange, to have a whole set of different memories. You no longer feel like yourself.
[ ... ]
Thank you, I suppose, for snapping me out of it.
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that. haha. yeah. taair winces a tiny bit. ] Yes... yes, it is, isn't it?
[ considering last week..... ]
Of course, Jiaoqiu. [ though that moment aside, this comes quickly, as he goes to grab the tea cart and push it over. ] There is very little I would not do for you, you know - let alone something like that. I'm just glad it passed - it...
...I hope you have not ever considered becoming a memokeeper.
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... No, I haven't. I think I'd prefer not to think of a time where that was possible for me, even. [ a sigh. ] There isn't anything wrong with it, just that... I would prefer to keep my body.
[ he glances over at the tea. ]
I wouldn't want that for you, either.