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Dr. Lance Sweets ([personal profile] lifetothefullest) wrote in [community profile] meadowlark2020-11-02 11:43 am

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For recent arrivals and anyone who missed it before, a few weeks ago I compiled what information I could find about our experienced here into a document. It needs to be updated with recent events, such as the offer from Riverstone, but should otherwise be mostly complete up to a short time ago. Like last time I posted this, if anyone has corrections or additional information, please let me know.

On a related note, I was wondering if anyone who's still here has met Johann Grey in person or otherwise seen him, and would be willing to share that memory with me. I just want to know what he looks like, not whatever experience you had with him (unless you want to go into that), so it could be as short of a memory as you'd like for it to be.

Similarly, I wanted to know if anyone met or saw images of the James Henries in Zerzura. I don't have any real reason to believe he isn't actually the same person, or at least versions of the same person, as the James Henries here, but it's still worth verifying.

For everyone who isn't particularly interested in or otherwise doesn't have input on the other things I mentioned, I have a different question. What's something that you wished that you knew when you first arrived here?
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[personal profile] personalwar 2020-11-11 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sitting down makes sense, and so after a moment of pause, Jack moves to join Lance on the couch. It does feel odd to be making himself comfortable in someone else's living space when he doesn't know them that well, but it's not like he's really comfortable anyway. This isn't a social call, and they both know that.

He considers Lance's instructions, glancing down to his lap. It would be a lie if he claimed he hadn't thought back on this particular memory, unpleasant as it might have been to be so thoroughly at someone else's mercy.

Really, Lance is making all sorts of concessions, trying to be as careful as possible. He seems to understand how much of an ask this is, and in truth, Jack would like to know what the process is like before doing it himself. ]


Yeah, why don't you share one first? I assume we have to touch.

[ The empathy bond must be a prerequisite for something like this, right? It usually is. He yanks his glove off of his left hand, then holds it out for Lance to take. ]
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[personal profile] personalwar 2020-11-13 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ The last thing that Jack wants is for any memories of his that he isn't specifically planning to share to end up coming across the bond, and so he takes Lance's comment to heart. Focus on the here and now; don't think back to anything, even something innocuous, because that could take him down a rabbit hole.

While Jack's made a point of avoiding the empathy bond whenever he can, he has gone through the unpleasant experience of sharing emotions with someone before. From his side, his uneasiness at this entire situation will come across first, but there will also be a desire for knowledge, and for what he went through on that exam table (and in the aftermath of the procedure) to mean something.

Soon enough the memory starts, surging across the bond and then into Jack's mind. It's a little bit like dreaming while awake, and the sensation of taking a ride in someone else's body, seeing what they see, feeling what they feel, is jarring to say the least.

The memory isn't anything special, but it does at least tell Jack that Lance enjoys playing the keyboard, or piano. A small and unimportant detail, but something that he notates all the same.

When Lance pulls back, Jack heaves out a sigh and shakes his head to clear it. Well, now he knows what he'll be putting Lance through when they try it the other way around, and he feels compelled to issue a warning. ]


— You probably already guessed as much, but this isn't going to be pleasant.

[ So, if Lance wanted to back out, here was his chance. Somehow, though, Jack doesn't think that's going to happen. ]
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[personal profile] personalwar 2020-11-15 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jack's come this far and has no intention of backing out now. This may not be an experience that he's eager to relive, but he wouldn't have made the trip to Lance's place if he didn't think that going through this process might lead to something. Maybe that hope is ill-placed, but they'll find out soon enough.

So he nods, confirming that he does want to continue, and then reaches forward to take Lance's hand again. His unease has been partially replaced with steely determination, and soon after that, the memory begins to play out across their bond.

It's more like a series of memories, starting with the trip to the undisclosed location where the surgery was performed, the holographic projection with Johann's introduction (which it turns out is the clearest look that Jack actually got of the guy), and then —

Waking up mid-surgery. Not being able to see. The controlled panic will be something that Lance feels as well, for all that Jack had done his best to keep his cool and ask whatever questions he could think of in the moment to get something of use out of Grey.

And, well, there had been some interesting details. With one sense removed in the memory, the others almost seem amplified, each of Johann's words dripping with purpose.

"As far as Cassius and I go—well, that's a story that goes back to just after the Xelkoven War..."

And it continues, through Jack's frustration when he realized that this entire operation was for nothing, ending when he became hazy with the anesthetic again and eventually went unconscious once more.

As soon as it ends, Jack pulls away, blinking a few times as he takes in the room around them with renewed interest. He'll never take his ability to see for granted again, that's for sure. ]