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[trustheart]

From: Ishtar
When: March 5th [frontdated]

... So I went to sleep last night, and found myself home. Went through a whole couple months, a bunch of shit happened, and then I wake up here again after it's all over. Kinda feeling jerked around a bit, but what's happened has happened.

Anyway, I've been hearing prayers from people whose relationships are in trouble lately, and if this place is going to insist I be a love goddess, then I guess I'd better do something about it. Problem is, the soulless shinki this place assigned me and I haven't been getting on at all, and considering it's been a few months since I saw him from my perspective, I don't think it'd be a good idea to try and force it.

This isn't easy to admit, but if I'm gonna do this, I need help. Would anyone be willing to help me stake out the Tokyo Museum for a few nights? There's definitely ayakashi involved, so I definitely know I shouldn't go it alone.

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[holygrailed]

[It's easier for a shinki; they don't know who they've forgotten, can't know unless a stroke of luck gives them a memory back. But gods know and they have to suffer in silence.]

I'm sorry, that must be difficult knowing someone and not having them remember you. I wish I could say more, but in truth, I don't know what else to say.

[trustheart]

... It's something I need to work out for myself. I can't keep unloading on you like this, Irisviel. I'm sure it's just as hard for a shinki, not remembering anything. And... I have to be supportive for my friends, even if it's hard. Thank you for letting me vent, at least.

[holygrailed]

Why not? We're friends, aren't we? I'm happy to listen, Chris.

It is. It's strange knowing things, but not knowing where they're from or why. But at the same time, I'm making new memories here and learning new things too. It'll be okay.

[trustheart]

I legitimately wish I could be as warm-hearted and easy going as you are. I hope this doesn't sound strange, but. Talking to you reminds me of what it was like spending time with my mom and my friend growing up, Sonia.

[holygrailed]

It's not strange at all; I'm very flattered.

[trustheart]

Heh, alright. I used to be sad when I remembered my mom, but... not so much anymore. I think you would've liked her.

[holygrailed]

Will you tell me about her, if isn't too painful?

[headcanon ahoy]

[trustheart]

[Chris's reply takes a fair bit of time before it comes.] Sure. Her name was Sonata M. Yukine. She was a singer, and had a pretty big career. But then she set it aside to travel the world with me and my dad so we could travel the world helping people affected by war. When I was real small, and I was unable to sleep by living in a new place, she'd sing me a lullaby to help me fall asleep. There's so much about her I don't remember at all, and for a while, I hated them for leaving me... but I can still hold onto that, and use it to remind me that she and dad really did love me after all.

[holygrailed]

I'm sorry you were living in a time of war. It's dreadful and must have been difficult.

[Even with all of her sincerity, Irisviel recognizes her words must sound like a simple platitude too. She has no memories of war, yet there's an honest feeling the world would be better without any fighting or suffering.]

I'm sorry you were separated from your family too, though at least you have her music to remember them by.

[trustheart]

I don't really know any other life than one involved in fighting in some way, but I appreciate that at least. And you're right. I've never tried singing her and papa's work either. Maybe it's time I changed that...

[holygrailed]

I hope things can be a little more peaceful here.

[Even if there are ayakashi to fight and all the other problems that pop up now and then.]

I'd love to hear you sing sometime.

[trustheart]

Singing in front of new people is always hard. But... I don't hate it. Maybe someday soon, but not right now.

[holygrailed]

Whenever you're ready, I'd be honored.

[trustheart]

I'll make sure you're one of the first that gets to.