synopsychic | Like a stumbling ghost, I haunt these halls

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Like a stumbling ghost, I haunt these halls

Hi? Shit, I don't think I've ever been the one to start a mass psychic conversation. I'm more used to tuning out any voices in my head.

Anyway! This is Thorne, who some of you guys probably have met on the jaunt as Chouko, Princess Noriko-hime's attendant, and I'm dead! And in liminal space. Which I guess is traditional or something, I don't know. The Mantis killed me. He's, um, a killer cyborg with an inexplicable insectile theme. Well, okay, not inexplicable, if you ever knew Dr Wärring, which technically I never did, but Chouko did and the stuff in her memories actually reminded me a bit of this guy named Oda that my old, uh, boss used to be friends with and shit, I'm getting off-topic.

Right. So yeah, the Mantis killed me--he's Hajime, by the way, the Donalds are really running with that bug dude theme with him--but he's probably only after people who used to be with these guys called Vexatior--your basic shadowy organization who wanted to take over the world--so uh, if any of you guys remember having any ties to them, take care, okay? The only person I know who does is Min--I mean, I guess his name is Armin out of Jaunt--and the Mantis already spared him once due to age, but he's older than he was then and so, uh, if people could keep an eye on him and maybe make him stop being an idiot and wear a goddamn mask already that would be much appreciated. And try to help Noriko--Naoto--too? She's gonna be worried when she realizes I'm gone.

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Joscelin? Can you make it back to Liminal Space? I think I need your help with something.

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That's what I thought. [self improvement is at least a term for it.] That sounds... charming. I never want to meet these people.

I would say that explains a lot, but it doesn't at all. Lord of the Bugmen? Seriously?

Seriously. So yeah, he has weird green bug juice for blood. At least he's not Zed. Zed bleeds the essence of liquid darkness. It's super fucked up.

What the hell is with this place?

[says the vampire hunter who is also a vampire to the end of the world vampire.]

No fucking clue. But wow, does Zed's world sound like a kiddie show.

[Speaking of which...]

Hey, when this is over, there's some stuff I should probably show you. Like, you deserve to know your heritage, but there's a bunch of sires who aren't deadbeats who skimp on a lot of that history shit. But, like, we're Travelers together, right? So I want better for you.

That would explain why what little he total me sounded like completely ridiculous bullshit. [even though he still freaked her the hell out.

And... that confuses her even more, possibly. Melissa has never gotten any warm fuzzy feelings regarding over vampires, except for the obligatory attachment to her sire. She's pretty much defaulted to always wanting them dead, and assuming the same in return. Which had certainly applied to Thorne. ...She's not sure how much she trusts this seeming care.]

...Thanks. I'd appreciate it. [If nothing else, maybe she'll learn something.]

No problem. And honestly... it's partly for my own sake. I want someone to bounce my thoughts off of when it comes to this shit, but to do that I need someone else here who's read these texts.

[There's a long pause. Then,]

Do you ever regret being one of us?

...How honest of an answer do you want to that? [She's not going to get the completely honest answer, most likely, but that alone should make her answer fairly clear.]

... give it to me. I can take it.

[Yeah, Thorne isn't getting the 100% honest answer, but...]

I regret it every goddamn day of this not-life. I never wanted it. [in fact, the days where she's ok with it are more frightening to her than the days where she's filled with rage over the thought.]

Oh thank fuck.

I used to think I was okay with it... but I'm not. I miss being alive. I want to be a real girl again.

I'm... glad it's not just me.

[you are so confusing didn't you fucking ask to be a vampire you were a GHOUL.]

Unfortunately, we're pretty fucked on that point.

Yeah. Probably.

Just... there's something I want you to see in the Ercinyes fragments. When I can get back to them. I left them at my room in Leo's workshop, so I can't just haul them out now to show you now. But I want another set of eyes for it, because I don't know if it's a case of me being mad and reading too much into things or if the text is implying what I think it's implying.

Alright... not sure how much help I'll be. [anything remotely academic is not her specialty.]

I'd like you to see the passage anyway. It's-- important.

[Another very brief pause, then,]

They didn't ask you, did they? Your deadbeat sire. Dr B asked me, sort of. Warned me, anyway.

Turning me, you mean? [there are a couple of things she could be asking about, but that seems most likely.] No. Far as I could tell, there was a sudden drop in the local vampire population, so they decided to sire someone new.

[she neglects to mention that she was part of the reason for that drop in population.]

... okay, that's kinda fucked up. Wow.

And yeah. Yeah, that's what I meant.

He said it was imperative that he turn me right then right now when it happened. I... didn't doubt him. I never doubted him. So I said 'yes sir!' and let him Embrace me.

He didn't bother to get the Prince's permission. We were in so much trouble when she figured it out.

[Sorry, Melissa, but Thorne has nothing better to do than try to have this conversation with you, not when the only other things are to wait for Min to wake and to worry about Noriko.]

[Melissa has no idea wtf is even happening with this girl, but she's not going to say no to free information.]

I'm... guessing that's a big deal. [she thinks her sire was the Prince but she doesn't know for sure, she hadn't known about vampire politics before being sired.]

You're not supposed to Embrace without the Prince's permission. She could have murdered me on the spot when she figured it out. It's her right. It's what you're supposed to do.

He was never as wise as I thought he was, was he? Still a brilliant scientist. But fallible.

I wish...

I don't know what I wish.

I shouldn't be telling you this, probably, but who else is there to tell? You're one of us. If there's anyone here that can understand, even a little, it's you. And everyone I trust is Infiltrating except for Joscelin and he's being so weird and stupid.

...You were bond to him by blood, weren't you? That likely had something to do with your impression. [She knows it affected her.]

I can't promise I'll be able to help any. But I can listen, if you need it.

Yeah. A fucklot more thoroughly than most childer are to their sires too. Except Perth, the poor asshole.

[Is there a mental equivalent for a sigh? You're getting it.]

When I first started working for him--I did work for him as his lab assistant before I was his ghoul--he'd occasionally ask me to test some 'serum' of his. He'd drink it in front of me so I'd know it was safe. It was his vitae. I didn't realize it at the time, but it was. But, I mean, he didn't come out of the vampire closet until after I'd had, like, three doses of it. I just figured he was a night owl before that.

[...oh what's that, hunter instincts? you want to go and fuck this guy over and make him wish he'd never been sired? yeah, that's the appropriate response to taking advantage of an innocent human. The rage is very, very quickly boiling up inside of her, and it takes quite a bit of effort to keep the extent of that out of her mental voice.

Some of it still bleeds through.]

What a fucking asshole. [she doesn't care if you have anything of the bond left over to defend him, she's in the right on this one.]

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[Have the sound of rueful mental laughter in your head, Melissa.]

He wasn't really. Not most of the time. Not compared to some other people's sires. [Hesitantly,] But... that was kind of a dick move, wasn't it? I mean, it feels disloyal to think that, but it really kind of was.

Yes. Yes, that was 100% a dick move. [jfc she will beat that into your head if she has to.]

Yeah. Well. Vampire.

[Another mental sigh.]

I was so okay with it when I met you. With everything. Infiltrating has fucking ruined me, Melissa. I keep ending up alive again, with a goddamn soul again and then I go back to being this and-- God.

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[There's a long pause before Melissa says anything.]

...Yeah. I know what you mean. That's part of why I hate it so much. I don't need help remembering what I lost.

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