cape_kore | Memory 2 || audio || Day 73

I might have some spare pots I can dig up. I'd have to check for anything else. I'm not sure what's all up in the attic of this house.

[Honestly, he'd give them without an equal trade. Wallie's that sort of guy.]

What are you up to that you need that for, can I ask?

Cooking dinner. I assume that isn't too unusual?

Not at all. I just didn't think we had a shortage.

[All right, maybe he was imagining grand plans.]

What about the tarp and the rope?

Not a shortage I don't believe. I just didn't have any myself.

I'm building a shelter. Rope would speed things along some.

Are you?

[He raises an eyebrow, crinkling his forehead tattoos a little.]

Are we shorter on space than I realised, or are you just trying to get away from the cameras?

I don't think there's any getting away from the cameras. They have them in treetops as well.

Of course they do.

[He sighs heavily.]

If you need a place to stay, there's an empty room here. I can looking for tent materials, though.

I appreciate the offer but I really do prefer it here.

Fair enough. I'll see what I can find for you.

Thank you. It's appreciated. Can you be tempted by a hare or two?

I'll take one, if you're offering.

[He'd do it for nothing, honestly, but he knows he could use some extra food, just like everyone here could.]

Excellent. I can come to the park if that's easier to meet me.

Sure. Give me, oh, an hour or so to root around and see what I can find.

I'll be here.

Setting aside the boar thing for a bit- [ Because nope, Ned is definitely not going anywhere near that ] Why do you need those things, if you don't mind my asking?

[ He's got a suspicion, but he doesn't want to say it first and sound stupid if he is wrong ]

[Hey people told him food shortage. He goes out and catches a boar. Like one does.]

Cooking, shelter, than sort of thing.

But... that's what the houses are for? They aren't all full already, are they [ Were there just a lot more new arrivals than he knew? ]

I'm sure there's more than enough space. I'm simply more comfortable on my own.

There may even be empty houses - you could have one all to yourself. [ Ned can understand, the desire to be on your own. He'd lived on his own for ten years, and it was what he'd wanted at the time. Still... ] Anyway, it's not safe in the woods. [ Yes, Mordion, he's had one conversation with you and he's already fretting about you ]

I appreciate the concern, Ned, but I can reassure you I am perfectly capable of looking after myself.

[ Alright, alright, he isn't going to push. But he may talk to River, see if she can't convince him that no one in town has rabies or anything of the sort (or see if she can't offer some insight as to why he's choosing to do this ]

I don't know about the ropes or anything, but I can probably find you a few pots and pans. [ If not from his own house, he has no problems with taking them from an empty one. ]

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Thank you.

As I understand it you're also interested in gardening? Because I found a patch of wild leeks here if you were interested in harvesting any of them.

Well technically I'm interested in keeping everyone here from starving to death if we are still here a few months down the road. [ Still, in the end that translates into gardening, he supposes ] I may take you up on that. Where's here?

If it's trouble you needn't bother. I'm a little ways in from the park, near the water.

[ Ned didn't have any luck with the canvas or tarp, but he did find a length of rope and a few suitable pots and pans. He also brings a few other things, that Mordion didn't ask for - a blanket from the hall cupboard, some extra utensils, a small glass container of salt, a few apples from the trees he'd grown during the change, and small loaf of bread that he'd baked the day before. It's not much, but it's better than nothing. He comes across Mordion eventually, makes his way between the trees towards him. ]

This is actually quite a nice little spot.

[He gives Ned a bright smile when he arrives, looking up from his work of whittling a tent peg.]

Isn't it? I've always liked the woods.

I was never a very big fan, myself.

[ Perhaps that came from never having been in woods of any kind, before boarding school. Once he was there, the one time he'd really gone out into the woods, he'd found a dead man, been accused of murdering him, and thrown in a jail cell for a fortnight. Not exactly an experience that encouraged further incursions. ]

[ He comes closer, giving the boar corpse on the ground a conspicuously wide berth. He sets down his armful of goodies on the tarp that is already spread out, in a neat pile. ]

A little while ago, though, they did some experiment on us, made us into mythical creatures and things. Not sure what I was, exactly, but I ended up sleeping in the woods for a week or so. Being in houses just felt... wrong.

[Mordion raises a slow eyebrow up towards his hairline.]

Mythical creatures, was it? Just when I thought I wasn't in The Bannus field anymore.

[After all, it wouldn't be the first time it had done that, as evidenced that a a few days ago Mordion was looking much scalier.]

I... have no idea what that means.

[ Ned sits on the ground a few feet from Mordion, arms wrapped around his knees loosely. ] But yeah. Vampires. Nightmare eaters. Werewolves. Not all of them were dangerous, though. Someone I know turned into a tree spirit. Couple people who weren't humans turned into them. I ended up with healing powers and- [ He plucks one of the apples from the pot, holds it up to show off to Mordion ] - I guess, some kind of magical green thumb.

[Time to stop being aloof and mysterious for once, Agenos.]

When I was last on Earth, I was sent to investigate something called The Bannus Field. It had been turned on, perhaps accidentally and perhaps on purpose, but could be quite dangerous unless dealt with. I myself and the... employer of mine I was traveling with were both caught in the field.

It has a way of... manipulating the surroundings, making things seem not entirely as they appear. It especially fond of playing events out of order, and tampering with people's memories. It also turned one or two people [him, in fact] into dragons or other mythological beings if it help further its plot.

I believe these were for you.

[He hands over a fat bundle of leeks, all the pale green-white that lets you know they're just perfect.]

I could show you where I found them if you wanted any more. I'm a little jealous of that power, to be honest, horticulture is not anything that's come easily to me.

[ Ned listens intently, eyes going wide at the tampering with people's memories part. He still doesn't really get exactly what it is - some technological device, the rules of which he probably wouldn't understand even if Mordion tried to explain in more detail. Perhaps the people keeping them here had gotten a hold of one, or something similar, and that was how they'd caused the changes. ]

I didn't even know that kind of thing was possible, til I came here. Wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.

[ He accepts the leeks gratefully, with a smile and a nod. ] Oh, this should be plenty, for now. As far as that power goes... I miss it. Have to grow things the hard way, now. [ And, he thinks, his own, less enjoyable power had been restored to him, but he's still reluctant to mention that to Mordion ]

Even if farming's not your thing, clearly you're quite a skilled hunter. [ His gaze flicks over to the boar, and then back to Mordion again. ] That's useful, here. Particularly if you're going to be camping out like this.

[The memory tampering is something which hits him particularly hard as well, and he gives Ned a sympathetic look at his reaction. After all, it had been that tampering which had enabled The Bannus to reach deep, dark parts of his own mind he worked so hard at keeping hidden.]

I've seen a lot of the world, and yet I'm always finding things I thought were impossible only to discover later that they weren't. Granted, I may have known of them and forgotten.

[He goes back to his fire now. It's something easy to keep his attention, something so he doesn't have to look too heard into someone's eyes.]

Yes. I'm very skilled there.

Forgotten?

[ Ned realizes a moment later that he might be asking unappreciated questions, adds hastily: ] Sorry, you don't have to answer that. Being nosy. Bad habit.

[ He quickly casts around for something else to say, a topic change should Mordion wish to avail himself of one ] I hope you don't mind, I brought you a blanket as well, and a couple other little things. Are you sure there isn't anything else you need? Even if you prefer living out here, no reason to go without stuff, if it's easily accessible.

If you're still in need of a frying pan then there's a spare one going here. There was a bunch of stuff in the loft.

Yes, if it's not any trouble.

No trouble at all. It's only gathering dust.

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