Ninth Memory. [voice//welcome back to discedo.]

[subject_17]

I escape one place and end up in another--fantastic.

... Lucy? ... Anyone? I'm not dreaming?

(... Everything here's so desolate and... dead... and pretty fucking real. No surprise. I've been here before...)It doesn't feel like I'm in the Animus either. But hey--if I'm under some mind-altering memory's influence, at least I'm sane enough to

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[betrayedblade]

Desmond...?

I am sorry to see you return to this place. But welcome anyway. It is nice to hear from you again.

How was your time back home?

[subject_17]

[Giovanni you're like the father he sort of had. He's secretly really glad to see you.]

Thanks, it's good to see you too.

Oh, uh.. stressful, rushed and brief.

[betrayedblade]

[D'awww.]

Would you care to talk about it, or is well enough left alone?

[subject_17]

Basically what I told you last time. There's... something going on. But you already knew that, huh?

Oh, I wanted to ask-- is it possible to have your chip removed yet?

[betrayedblade]

When is there not? They never seem to rest.

[briefest of pauses] I just had mine removed.

[subject_17]

Is there a doctor you'd suggest?

[betrayedblade]

That depends...

[subject_17]

I'm almost afraid to ask. On what?

[betrayedblade]

Whether you have a problem with talking animals or not...

[subject_17]

[He laughs.] I think I can deal with it.

[betrayedblade]

Then the name "Tony Tony Chopper" is what I have to offer.

[subject_17]

I'll keep him in mind, thanks!

[betrayedblade]

Prego.