Lunamor

Jenny nodded, staring intently at Ed to make sure she’d notice if he stopped breathing. She couldn’t tell if everything seemed blurry because of the tears welling up in her eyes or the throbbing pain in her head. ”Please be ok, Ed.” @Weaver of Lies

“I’m ok, I think. I’m me.” She held Ed’s hand, trying her best not to panic. She wasn’t doing a particularly good job of it. ”Do you think he’s gonna wake up?” She’d been helping him stay, but she’d left. Jenny had abandoned him. This was her fault. She might’ve let Ed die. @Weaver of Lies

Jenny wasn’t sure if she was winning. She wasn’t even sure if she could win. Whatever this thing was, it was far more powerful than she was. It also didn’t appreciate the fact that she was resisting. Struggling against the darkness, she could feel herself fading again. Trying to completely fight it off was too much. So, instead, she just tried to move it instead. She let it stay, briefly yielding almost completely. The voice immediately rushed inwards, and right before it reached her, she shoved it to the side and trapped it where she’d been stuck before. NO! It fought to break free, but her wall held fast. She hadn’t trapped it completely, only having blocked its path in one direction. It would be able to come and go, but it was once again limited to only speaking. The shadows faded away, and Jenny slowly blinked open her eyes. Despite the fact that she’d just been healed, everything hurt immensely. She waved one of her hands around, checking to see if she could do that. Although her vision was still a bit blurry, she noticed that her nails had cut into her palm. She carefully sat up, wincing at her new, massive headache. Ed. He’d said he was dying. She looked to the side and noticed him motionless on the floor. Jenny scrambled over and gently shook him. He had to be ok.

Granted. The following song is now perpetually stuck in your head: Beans, beans, the magical fruit The more you eat, the more you toot The more you toot, the better you feel So let’s have beans for every meal! I wish to be able to turn different colors like a chameleon.

Jenny’s grin widened, and she began to speak. Then, she felt something strange. A mix of anger and frustration that faded in and out. Was the voice being forced out? She might not get this chance again. Jenny looked at Ed for a fraction of a second longer, then blinked away. She landed in her head and was greeted with chaos. A clashing of light against the dark that had been seeping back into her mind. She summoned Sword and joined the efforts of the light. Externally, shadows flared, and Jenny spoke in a voice that was not hers. ”No!”

“Yes.” There wasn’t anything more to the answer. To her, it was a very simple decision. And he was finally listening. Jenny smiled softly.

“I’d really like that too. I love you.” Jenny felt like that was worth repeating. She hoped that he understood it. She opened her eyes to look at his face again, hopeful that he might stay.

“I… I remember everything now. You never hurt me, Ed. And I still need you. You’ve been protecting me this whole time.” Jenny’s heart was beating quickly. She’d solidified enough that she felt like she had a heart again. She closed her eyes, scared that he’d try to leave her again.

“You’re helping right now. I think I’d’ve flickered away by now if it weren’t for you.” Ed was solidifying more. Jenny was terrified to break the hug, since it might be the only thing keeping him there. She was too worried about Ed to let herself wonder why she’d been flickering.

Jenny hugged him tighter, both in case it would help more and because she was scared of losing him. She was crying. Apparently she was prone to crying a lot. She solidified some more. ”I love you.” Her memory was returning to her in flashes. Death flowers, a giant ant, a taxi ride, a bus, a train. Remembering that all was strangely bittersweet.

Tears sprang to Jenny’s eyes. She was already losing Ed after just meeting him for the first time she could remember. “Please don’t go! Is there anything I can do to help you stay?” Her voice was panicked, but earnest. She hugged him, trying to see if that would help somehow. @Scars of Hathsin @RoyalBeeMage

“Oh, great!” Jenny didn’t seem to be very good at social stuff. She grew slightly more corporeal at that thought. ”Are you ok?” She might not be good at social stuff, but she knew that shaking and not making eye contact was probably a bad sign.

“No, we were. Maybe you just don’t remember it.” Jenny was absolutely certain. She knew that she loved Ed. He’d loved her too. She crouched down slightly so that she was looking him in the eyes again. His eyes were really pretty.

Jenny didn’t notice the tear. ”Ed. Yeah, I do know you.” She stepped a little closer to get a better look at his face. She realized that she recognized it. Jenny looked down at his hand holding hers. ”I don’t think we were just friends.”

Jenny smiled too. For some reason, being around Edgar made her feel really happy. It made her feel safer, too. “Do they have games and stuff there?” Before he could answer, she asked another question. ”Did I call you Ed at some point? Is it ok if I call you that?”

Man, they were really close together. It felt familiar, though. Really familiar. She unconsciously squeezed his hand, growing slightly more corporeal. Were they really just friends? ”Where’s the camp?”

“Cool! Whe-“ She flickered. ”camp?” Her calmness was starting to fade. She didn’t like being confused, apparently. Jenny was glad Edgar was here to help her sort things out. Dealing with this alone would be tough.

“That’s great! You seem really nice.” Jenny flickered again. Briefly, the serene expression on her face flashed to terror then back. ”How’d we meet?” Perhaps she could trigger a memory based on some details of her past. Not knowing much about yourself wasn’t very fun.

“No, it’s alright. I don’t like disappearing. How do we know each other?” Edgar really did seem so familiar. She couldn’t recall knowing anyone before, though. She couldn’t remember anything about her past. Maybe she didn’t have a past. But Edgar said they knew each other, and he didn’t seem like a liar. Had she just forgotten?

“Huh. Those are nice names.” Jenny looked down and cocked her head. ”Why are you holding my hand?” She didn’t try to pull her hand away. For some reason, letting go felt scary. Why was she here? Where was here? Who was she?

She looked confused. ”Are you alright? I-“ She flickered again, her hand almost fading away from within the guy’s, but it was more like a blink than a disappearance. He seemed to help keep her anchored there. ”Oh, that’s not good.” She then squinted to inspect the guy in front of her, apparently having forgotten her worry immediately. “You look familiar. Have we met?”

“Nice to meet you, Edgar!” She flickered out of view, disappearing for a few seconds. When she returned, she noticed that there was a person. She liked people. Introducing yourself was always a good first step when you met someone new. ”Hello! I’m… huh. I don’t know my name.” She looked mildly puzzled for a moment. ”Ah, well, I suppose it doesn’t matter. What’s your name?” She stuck her hand out for a handshake, smiling brightly.

A person. She liked people. Introducing yourself was always a good first step when you met someone new. ”Hello! I’m... huh. I don’t know my name.” She looked mildly puzzled for a moment. “You said Jenny? That must be me! I like that name. What’s your name?” She stuck her hand out for a handshake, smiling brightly. She didn’t seem to notice anything beyond the fact that a person was there.