[Voice/Action] Visiting Memorial Garden

[unseenspy]

[The feed starts with a quite audible, distinctive and very exasperated sigh.]

Could we just...pretend this last experiment never happened?

[He just wants to forget about it, but something is preventing him from doing so. He still has the flowers that Vincent Valentine gave him sitting on his desk, and he can't stop staring at them. He has to get rid of them...but he can't just throw them away. That just doesn't feel right for some reason. But he needs to do something before they turn into a bunch of dead things. Hmm...putting them in a garden sounds nice. The first garden that comes to mind is Memorial Garden. The perfect place.]

[So he takes the flowers and heads over to the Memorial Garden. Once he reaches it, he'll just toss each flower into it at random places, one flower at a time.]

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[Voice]

[thenightmarebegins]

Not a future where we belong... but a future regardless.

[He has often contemplated the thought of being here for years, maybe even centuries, watching people come and go and die... if they do even die of old age here. Who knows? But time will never change him, and so... if he never gets home... that would be his fate.]

[Voice]

[unseenspy]

But it's a future that we'll just forget. How can that even be called a future?

[Voice]

[thenightmarebegins]

Unless our future here is to be longer than we imagine.

[Voice]

[unseenspy]

Oh...don't say that...

[And he was trying to be optimistic here...]

[Voice]

[thenightmarebegins]

There are worse fates.

[Voice]

[unseenspy]

...Should I ask?

[He's not sure whether he should or not...]

[Voice]

[thenightmarebegins]

A fate, such as... being locked away inside your nightmares.

[He does mean this literally.]