The Roof, Thursday Morning

[intraspective]

Ino was up on the roof bright and early and totally waiting for Liir to show up. Her pacing was looking a lot more like bouncing and every now and then she did a little spin simply for the sake of having fun.

This morning, this morning was going to be wonderful.

Flying!

[Ino's waiting for a certain boy and his broom, clearly. But it's open for all your other roof~y needs!]

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[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"I remembered something," he said, trying to figure out a way to explain it. He'd come up with a few at this point and none of them seemed right yet. Or perhaps he wasn't matching them correctly to the person.

"I remembered a memory that wasn't mine. It was yours."

He looked away, but he didn't move otherwise. It felt good to have Ino's arms around him when he told her. As if he wasn't in trouble.

"I didn't mean to. That doesn't make it any less my fault, but I didn't mean to. It happened while I was asleep. But I thought you should know. I honestly almost forgot what with the flying and everything."

[intraspective]

She didn't let go of him, though a small frown appeared on her face. "One of my memories..."

...

"Which one?" It was the first question that popped to mind while she considered everything else he'd said.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"There was a girl with pink hair. You gave her a ribbon and told her to show off her face because people said she had a big forehead."

Here the words weren't as important. The motions, the images. So he spoke of them.

"That's all, really."

[intraspective]

Well, that... there were worse memories involving Sakura and a the ribbon. Ino supposed she should be glad he'd seen that one if he'd had to seen any of them at all.

She rested her head against him. "And you didn't mean to do it..."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He shook his head.

"I don't have the right. And on the nights when it happens, my dreams are... odd. Like fever dreams. Crazed, nonsensical visions."

[intraspective]

"Or someone else's memories," she murmured, then looked up at him, "I'm not mad at you Liir."

It could've been worse, really.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He looked sideways.

"Did you think I thought you were?"

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"I," she stared up at him unflinchingly, "thought you could stand to have it said out loud."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"I appreciate it."

He took another bite of his sandwich.

"And I'm glad."

[intraspective]

"Your mind definitely needs training though, if it's doing that," she said, frowning a bit.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"I don't know what it needs," he said. "Professor Ambrose said he'd ask someone who might have some familiarity with my special brand of... insanity."

[intraspective]

"Try meditating more," Ino suggested, "maybe learning to better control your mind would help you stop your dreams."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"I don't see how," he said. "I've always tried to be disciplined. Tried, as much as I could. It's never made much different."

[intraspective]

"Disciplining your mind is different from disciplining yourself," she said, "I wonder if your dreams have anything to do with the way you can leave your body." Hmmm.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"You looked the same," he said, like a splash of water.

"In the night vision. And the day that I drifted out of my body. You looked the same."

[intraspective]

She looked startled. "I looked younger when you left your body?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He nodded.

"You had shorter hair. You were smaller. It seemed... natural."

That's why he didn't mention it.

[intraspective]

"Natural," she looked thoughtful, "I did have shorter hair then, it was more practical, but that's really odd. I wonder how that's related... maybe if you get control of one talent then you'll gain more control over the other?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps," he said. "But before, I got rid of it just by wanting it gone. It's not working this time, though."

[intraspective]

"How old were you then?" she wondered. "Maybe getting older just made the dreams or whatever more difficult to deal with."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Around seven, eight. Manek didn't like them."

Manek always got worse when he thought Liir was remembering something.

[intraspective]

"So maybe puberty..." Ino mulled that over. "Manek?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"My--"

Half-brother. But he couldn't say that. Not that he wanted to.

"A young prince," he said. "I grew up with him at Kiamo Ko. He didn't like when I remembered things. He usually tried to embarrass or kill me when it happened."

[intraspective]

Blink. Blink.

"Kill you over a memory seems like a bit of an over-reaction."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"He died after the fishwell," he said, not commenting on what she'd said. "An icicle through the throat."

He shrugged.

"It was years ago. I don't know what he was thinking. He didn't like me."