epitaffio: (drip)
Vinegar Doppio ([personal profile] epitaffio) wrote 2024-01-11 11:09 pm (UTC)

[He can do this. He can do this, and he has to, because otherwise-- otherwise the Boss will keep being in pain, and he can't just tell him what to do, so he has to just know--

In the Boss's arms, Doppio's breathing eases, but only a little and not for long. It's as if the effort of trying to remember makes his lungs forget how to do their job in turn. This town... He remembers the town he passed through, on his way to the Costa. If he tries harder...

Don't some things look out of place? Aren't some stores in spots where there should be houses, or vice versa? He can't be sure. But he has to, because otherwise--

Another stranger appears just down the road. Doppio forces himself not only to glance, but to look.]


Ah! T-That's...!

[Not a stranger. He knows it can't be. But he can't tell if he remembers the priest from the photograph, or if he remembers him the way he's suddenly supposed to, the way the Boss needs him to remember. Did that man have a name? He had to have had a name, but it isn't coming to Doppio's mind. Does he need to look deeper? How?

Doppio makes a small, whimpering noise before he even notices the priest coming their way.]

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