109th Devotion: Survival at Any Cost

[favoritetraitor]

[Accidental Video]
[Solomon stumbles backwards to press his back against the wall of a nearby building, his usual calm splintering as he takes in his surroundings. His eyes dart around in a bewildered panic and his hands instinctively reach for something that should be at his side but isn't. The chevalier's voice is hushed, his breathing coming quick as he utters a flurry of words not meant to be heard by anyone in particular.]

No no no no no! Where is it? What happened?!



[ooc: Solomon's memories have faded to the point where he isn't remembering the City or even any of his life as a Chevalier (Chiropteran), which brings him back to when he was last human... Lovely World War 1. The Great War. The War to End All Wars~. ^^ *Down Memory Lane event + grab bag 'Y am I the Last Man Standing?' for the win! \o/]

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[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I see... [He slides down to rest on the ground, all hope that had flickered over his countenance having once again crumbled in despair.]

Then, they've only moved on.

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[axeofoath]

[Nervously, Gremio waves his hands in an attempt at a calming gesture.]

N-now, I'm afraid I don't know what you mean, but I-I assure you this place isn't too much to worry about. Ah, that is, I believe you're no longer where you think you are...

[private voice]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Aion? Greek?

I don't... you said we know each other?

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[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Not where I think... isn't this France?

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[axeofoath]

No, I'm sorry...I've never heard of such a location. This is known simply as the City.

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[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

But, what country? Was I taken prisoner?

[bill-to-sis.livejournal.com]

They've been sent on ahead to handle the enemy. Now, quickly, what's the current date and year?

[Best find out to what new low he's sunk. She was starting to wonder if they'd ever meet under normal circumstances]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

The date? Oh, yes of course. A test to measure my faculties...

It's August 12th, 1917. That's right, isn't it?

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[axeofoath]

A-ah, it might be a little easier to think of it as a vacation of sorts. S-something of a forced vacation, but a prison is a little extreme.

[bill-to-sis.livejournal.com]

Affirmative. Can you walk? Best to get inside shelter as soon as possible.

[So World War 1, but which side had he been on? Either this was an hallucination or Solomon was much older then he looked. Or a fast learner where technology was concerned.]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Why... I was told this area was currently safe. Have you heard otherwise?

And might I ask your name and assuming this isn't France as Gremio stated nationality, Madam?

[bill-to-sis.livejournal.com]

Codename April of her Majesty's army. It's as safe as god and country can make it, but better to be certain then worry about happy trigger fingers considering your current mental state.

[toobad-sosad.livejournal.com]

Solomon does not remember me...

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Her Majesty? You serve Queen Wilhelmina of the Netherlands?

I appreciate your concern. Is there a safe house somewhere I can go to for shelter?

[bill-to-sis.livejournal.com]

[recites Solomon's address like she's always known it. Realistically, she just looked it up in the phonebook]

You should be safe there.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I... forgive me. I think I'm suffering from shell shock....

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[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Vacation... Gremio, if you don't mind, it's disturbing enough to see the ravages this city has seen, without making light of it.

[toobad-sosad.livejournal.com]

You are not well?

[Major concern here.]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I don't know where I am. My equipment is missing... I don't remember the last attack. Did I run?

[private voice]

[jiyuna_togabito]

That's right. We've met quite a few months back. You seem a bit.. shaken at the moment. Is something the matter?

[private voice]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

... how do I know you aren't the enemy?

[private voice]

[jiyuna_togabito]

[Well, this could be interesting.]

Very well then. What is it you want? Perhaps I can prove it to you in some manner.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

How do I get there? I don't know these streets...

[ooc: Sorry. O.O Seemed the logical thing for him to ask.]

[private voice]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

... tell me how we know each other. Details.

[toobad-sosad.livejournal.com]

I can come to find you. I will care for Solomon until his mind is well again.