I beg you, take from me your memory...

[keepsthefire]

Who: Rin and Dolorosa | Rin and OPEN
Where: In the plaza | At the Clinic
When: Thursday, 7/25
What: Rin is back from going home, but something is wrong
Style: Action

[Return, at the plaza - closed to Dolorosa]

[New arrivals wasn't an odd occurrence around this time, but among them, some one else was returning to the bubble after a short absence.

Soaking wet, in an ornate teal and gold jacket over his normal school uniform, Rin Okumura stood in the plaza in a strangely dazed state. Something was very... off about him, as though his mind had been forcibly checked out. He stared blankly, mouth moving slowly though no sound came out.

He finally took a step forward, but his knees buckled, no strength left in them. Collapsing to the ground, a hand reached forward towards something unseen.]

Usa... maro...

[A pained groan followed as he slumped on to the ground on his side, clutching at his head.]

[Later, at the clinic - Open to all]

["Vatheon". That's what he had been told the place was called. He had been there before, but he couldn't recall it. His mind wasn't entirely devoid of memories, but what was there was hazy. Faces were blurred, familiar but so distant. Names were a blank canvas. People from home were there, but even memories of them were muddled.

His head hurt. Badly. He couldn't do much more than sit and blink without everything pounding like a goddamn jackhammer. The only thing that was clear was a round face, blonde hair in bunny buns and red eyes. A smiling face telling him "Thank you, Rin!" in a happy voice. A demon, one he was trying to protect, not defeat...

He sat in the unfamiliar clinic bed, the teal and gold jacket folded in his lap, blue eyes downcast on it.]

Usamaro... what did you do? Why can't I remember...

Comments

[wavesofjade]

... Rin?

[One day, she would speak to Rin when he wasn't in some state of exhaustion, but it doesn't seem that today will be one of those days. Only a few days earlier she'd heard of his disappearance, saddened that she hadn't been able to know him better, and now here he is.. looking somewhat worse for wear.

When he collapses, she starts into movement and runs to him, kneeling by his side and gently clasping one hand around his upper arm.]

Rin, dear, are you hurt..?

[Not that she can see, but either way, it looks like he needs a visit to the clinic... It's more a matter of moving him, and will he even remember her?]

[keepsthefire]

[Some day, yes.

Visibly he didn't seem to be injured, but something was wrong.

If he hadn't been in such a bad state he might have flinched or recoiled from her since he didn't recognize her and some one with that appearance who apparently knew his name was startling enough. But all he could do was stare at her, slack jawed and trembling.]

Who... ?

clinic

[darkasnight]

[A soft 'thump' lands on his bed as an almost familiar cat pads up to Rin, lying down against his thigh. He props his head on Rin's leg, a faint purr vibrating against him.

What a weird cat.]

[keepsthefire]

Hey, Kuro...

[Absently, Rin reached down to pet the horned head of the feline, thinking it was his familiar.

Obviously that wasn't the case, but...]

clinic because yes

[jagermeister]

<sub>[It was actually pretty funny, all things considered. Just the other day Grimmjow was talking to Anya about hospitals of all things and now here he was following the faint traces of power belonging to someone who had (to his knowledge) disappeared several days ago.

Fuck what that brat told him; Grimmjow would always make good on a promise and he wasn't going to let some human get in his way.

Luckily it didn't take long to track Rin down inside the clinic, and despite the protests of one of the nurses insisting he needed rest, Grimmjow brushed her off and slipped into his room with a scowl.]</sub>

Oi. Why'd you leave?

[keepsthefire]

... what?

[Rin looked up with a slow blink, trying not to wince at the pain that was still making his head swim.]

Oh. Guess I... knew you. Before. Or somethin'. Sorry...

clinic

[spiria]

[ She came running to the clinic as soon as she got word that Rin was back. After spending most of her time in her apartment for the past few days, she looked a little worse for wear, but at the moment she didn't care. She just wanted to see her little brother.

She burst into the clinic, poking her head into room room and looking around for him. ]

RIN! Rin?

[keepsthefire]

Geez, not so loud...

[A room over from where she had just yelled in, Rin's voice filtered out, mildly annoyed at all the commotion.]

clinic

[openminded]

[ Yuri was well aware that sometimes, people didn't come back with their memories intact. She was aware that she may have to form a relationship with her son all over again. That wasn't about to stop her from visiting him.

She knocked on the doorframe as she approached. ]

Is it safe to come in, sweetheart?

[keepsthefire]

Yeah, I'm decent.

[That's... not what she asked, Rin.

Well he was trying to be funny but his humor was just was off as the rest of his brain right then.]

clinic

[doctor_dragoon]

[Geez, man, Yukio goes on a quick coffee break and you pop right up.

Rin's not in his bed long before Yukio comes bustling over, forcing the surprise and worry out of his expression and replacing them with his usual clinical detachment. Rin's back and part of him is quite relieved, but he's now also a patient.]

Niisan?

clinic

[keepsthefire]

Not so loud...

[Yukio wasn't even talking that loudly, but even a normal indoor voice is enough to make him wince. Head in his hands, body curled up, he didn't look injured but he was obviously in a bad state.]

Dur clinic

[heartandsoul]

[She should be upset, relieved, crying maybe.

Maka doesn't feel any of those things, she never doubted that Rin would come back and nothing anybody would say was going to convince her of the opposite.

The question is, does he remember anything. If not...fine. Maka will not say anything, lie if she has to.

So, when she's allowed in, Maka just stands in the doorway, staring at him calmly.]

Welcome--[home] back, Rin.

[keepsthefire]

[At least some one isn't all up in his face about this. Geez what's with those other people...

Rin looks up from the jacket, but he can't even put on a smile. There's something so damned familiar about this girl, but...

No. It's too hazy. Thinking about it actually hurts and as much as he wants to remember something he just can't pull it out of the mess that's his head.]

... hey.

/adds to the pile wow Rin so popular

[halfhearted]

[It was a combination of feeling that familiar tiny bit of energy as well as using his unversed to scope out the scene. As soon as he had some verification that the moron was back, he portaled into the hallway. Screw asking for directions, he was just going to peek in every room without knocking until he found him.

Empty. Empty. Empty. Occupied but not by Rin. Empty. Occupied. Empty.

Bingo! Occupied by Rin staring at a jacket.

He had left the usual outfit and hula skirt back at home, so at least he appears some what normal? Strolling on in as he looked from jacket to Rin and then back again. It was odd he didn't get any "fuck off" or some response from his messages.]

Thinking of getting into fashion now? [Just raising a brow at his choice of clothes.]

iyaan

[keepsthefire]

[Rin hadn't looked at his SFC because he wasn't even aware he had it. As far as he knew that weight that had been in his pocket when he arrived was his cell phone, not some weird communicator.]

Huh... ?

[Oh, right. The jacket. His uniform wasn't even on any more.]

It's a festival jacket. Who're you?

In the clinic being a troll

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo was stopping by the clinic to get something for a headache when he spots out of the corner of his eye a familiar face in one of the beds. It was Rin. So he did come back after all.]

Oh you're back.

[keepsthefire]

... yeah. I'm back.

[Hi Angelo, he doesn't recognize.]

I am totally sleeping right now

[circumsutus]

[And yet another doctor (who doesn't actually belong in the clinic) walking into Rin's room to check on him.]

Yo!

[Stein please.]

lies

[keepsthefire]

Hi-- why the hell do you have a screw in your head?!

[Whoops.]

[paladaddy]

[Hope you don't mind the parade of people coming in, because here comes Shiro!]

Yo. Ready to go home?

[Rin lives with two doctors he'll be alright.]

[keepsthefire]

Eh?

[Have the blankest of blank stares, Shiro.]

Uhm. Yeah, I guess, but I thought Yukio wanted me to stay here for a while...

[symmetrophile]

How are you feeling?

[There's a sallow visitor, dressed in stark monochrome: a charcoal sweatervest, crisp white shirt and impeccably pressed black slacks, the skull-shaped clasp fastened at his throat polished to a mirror gleam. No telling how long he had been loitering just beyond the doorway, but long enough to leave ample space between Rin's most recent visitor and his arrival.]

Better, I hope.

[keepsthefire]

Mm?

[Rin's blue eyes blinked slowly, turning up to the person in the doorway with no real sense of familiarity. There was something missing in that gaze; a flame that hadn't been extinguished but was flickering weakly, as if left with just enough to continue to claw for oxygen but failing to take any in.

Slowly, he shook his head, as much as his pounding migraine would let him anyway.]

Not really...

Clinic

[closedcircuit]

[Ky had heard that Rin was back, but he hadn't expected the man to look so glum. Of course he knew of people returning and not remembering, but Rin had been gone such a short time, so he wasn't expecting that sort of thing.]

How are you feeling?

[keepsthefire]

Horrid.

[No one was expecting it. Later, whenever Rin did manage to remember things, he would admit that he wasn't expecting it either.

But he wasn't expect Usamaro to drop in to his life. That was where the problem started...]