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[summonthesuit]

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[summonthesuit]

[Alright, that causes him to tense up uncomfortably. Dodgy memories, indeed. His gaze shoots right up towards the ceiling for a bit.]

Sort of... Um. I remember the first two days- Hated that. Everything after that just... [He moves a hand in front of his face and spreads his fingers, like he's mimicking a slow explosion.] Poof.

[sandinmyhair]

[Bruno nods as though this confirmed a long-held suspicion. In a way, it had.]

I hear a lot of people lost their memory of it. It's... not uncommon. I lost all kinds of little chunks of time when I was a Shade. Things got to be too much.

[He hems and haws for a moment, clearly not wanting to come out and say what needs said. He takes a breath and just blathers it all out.]

I just... well, I... wanted to see how you were doing because when I ran into you during all that, you weren't yourself. Uhm, literally. You didn't act like yourself at all, you didn't even sound like yourself... your accent was even different....

CW: Hollywood DID

[summonthesuit]

[It's weirdly nice to know the memory loss is common. It implies that maybe the blackout wasn't caused by what he thinks caused it. But then Bruno continues on, and it actually serves as the confirmation he's been dreading for a while now. It's the notion that he's not meant to be alone, therefore his mind constructed someone to fill the gap left behind by Marc. Or maybe... Maybe this person was always there.

His expression dips into something close to panic. Not at being found out, but at the realization that there is someone who can take his body away from him. And from what he's learned so far, that person strikes him as dangerous.]

You talked to...? ['Him'? 'Them'? 'Me'? He doesn't even know.] Are you okay?

[sandinmyhair]

He didn't say much, but it was enough.

[At the second question, though, Bruno shrugs.] I'm okay, now.

[There... really isn't anything else for it.]

[summonthesuit]

['Okay now'? Oh, no. No no no, he doesn't like this one bit.]

Were... Were you hurt?

[sandinmyhair]

[Well, he's got to finish what he's started. He winces.] Yyyyeah, it's kindahowIdiedbutI'mokaynow,really

[summonthesuit]

He killed you?!

[That is so much worse than anything he was expecting. It's Emily all over again. Whoever this alter is, he's clearly got no reservations about killing Steven's friends. That's not Marc; Marc would never.]

[sandinmyhair]

Yeah...

But look, I don't blame you. It wasn't you who did it, it was someone who was driving your body. [A beat.] It happens... well, not a lot, but it has happened before.

[summonthesuit]

It's not meant to happen though. Taking the body and feeding 'cause I accidentally let us go hungry is one thing, but going 'round killing innocent people like that? That's just wrong.

[sandinmyhair]

Well, that's true, I'm not gonna say it's right...

I dunno why he did it, but he seemed... more than just angry. Enraged. Like so many people were, but... more so. Like the kind of enraged where you don't think about anything because you can't.

[summonthesuit]

[Steven instinctively raises a hand to his chest, palm pressing over his heart. Why would his alter be angry? Is it because he isn't capable of taking the body more often, or is it because he's taking in all the anger that Steven himself keeps refusing?]

I'm... I'm sorry, mate. That's not something you should've had to deal with. I'm such a bloody numpty. I should've worked harder to find way to... to make sure this couldn't happen.