Third Arrow

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

[In what is possibly the most useless C.A.T. transmission to date, Cissie is staring at your soul her C.A.T. No movements, no words... just lots and lots of staring into the device and the room around her. It's likely that she doesn't even know the darn thing's on!

Fellow citizens of Luministi, Cissie nearly killed someone in cold blood a long time ago. She, unfortunately, has been regressed to that time. Calling to her might work, but it's also just as likely that she wouldn't respond. (Or mumble in gibberish.)

She'll apologize later. Hopefully.]

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[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Fuu hates to see Miss Cissie like this, particularly knowing how nice she is from what she wrote in the journal. But she doesn't know what to do.]

[Tentative whisper by audio only]
Hang in there, Miss Cissie. Someone will figure out how to make our memories right again.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, Fuu. =( Cataconic Cissie is cataconic. She's still staring straight at you.

... Maybe something stronger'll knock her senses back?]

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, Miss Cissie. Jolting someone who looks like that just isn't in her. But she wants to be brave ^.^o]

Umm... I'm sorry. [Turns on the video option.] It's Fuu Hououji, but if you don't remember me, you don't remember Luministi.
You don't look very well... Sorry. You once called me 'Captain Obvious,' due in no small part to comments like that, I'm certain.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Captain Obvious? [it's the nickname that jolts her] Is that your superhero name?

... Heh, I was wondering when Robin'd replace me.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Chuckles at that] No, I'm afraid not. It's what you called me. If you really want to know... [leans in like it's a secret] I'm really a Magic Knight. [Shrugs and leans back] Or so I'm told. I actually don't remember it.

And I don't know who Robin is, but. . . I believe you are a very awesome person and I can't imagine someone replacing you.

[Although said shyly because she only knows this by what was in her journal, she can trust her instincts that tell her it's true.]

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

[The compliments are definitely throwing her off-guard! Gak, she has no idea who this person is... but she definitely doesn't seem like the kind to be part of the Titans or YJ, not with the "Magic Knight" title.]

... Thanks. I think. But I really do think he'll replace me. I can't... [she bites her lip. If she admitted she knew a superhero, she might as well go all the way.]

... I used to be a superhero. But I don't think I can be one anymore.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[A bit excited] Really? I've never met a real-live superhero before! You look perfectly normal to me -- oh, but I guess you're supposed to until you change into your alter-ego, right?

But I read that they lead very difficult lives. Is that why you don't want to keep on being one? [Her tone grows more serious at that. Maybe this is why she's not looking so good, is that she's lost her memories up until something stopped her from being a superhero?]

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

[Heh... figures she, of all people, would get excited over this. Fuu's talking overwhelms Cissie - she just kinda stares in shock. Bonnie would've loved a fan like Fuu!]

That man... he could've died because of me.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Okay, definitely not good. And she has no idea what to say to that. But it very well could have been her like this, if she'd come back in memory to when she'd left Cephiro for the first time. Fuu's soft voice is full of concern and compassion.]

Miss Cissie... He could have, but didn't, right?
Listen, you've worked through this already. You've made it past this. [Whatever 'this' is, but the details don't matter.]

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

I... guess so. [The calm voice helps! It's just... she's still very mopey.]

I just... I... Are you saying I don't remember what happened next?

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

That's right. You have lived a long time past what you are remembering right now. [How long, she's not sure, but hey. Details.]

The person that I've met is outgoing and funny and very bold. [So she wrote!] Clearly, you've gotten past this with flying colours.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Hmm. If you say so... I guess it'll happen. Thanks.

... Fuu, right? Once this is over, I'll take you out to lunch. My treat. [yep, she forgot everything's free here.]

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Meh, it's the thought that counts!]

You're very welcome. And I look forward to lunch! We have many different places to choose from...

[Now that she's over that, perhaps she can break the rest of it. With tact!]

I have something else very important to tell you, if you're ready for it.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Um... sure? I guess I can listen?

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm afraid that we aren't in Pennsylvania, or even on Earth for that matter, far as we can tell. We're trapped in a town called Luministi. We - that is, the others who were brought here - were working on figuring a way out, but now we've all lost our memories.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

...

[Give her a minute, she's letting everything sink in.] So we were kidnapped to this place? Greaaaaaat. I didn't want to go back home to search parties.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[She waits patiently. It is kinda crazy, after all.]
[And at the mention of search parties her heart skips a beat. It's a concern on her mind too.]

From my notes, it seems that our parents - or guardians - had to give consent for us to come here. So maybe they aren't worried about us. Maybe they know where we are.
But if our minds are blank about the whole thing--
...

[Fuu can't bring herself to continue. She swallows heavily. The 'what ifs' crowd her mind.]

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

That doesn't sound good. [So much for giving up the hero lifestyle. She can't do it. Not now.]

So what you're saying is... our parents could know, but we didn't? That's super fishy.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

Indeed it is. And there's even more fish to be had.

The Sheriff and the Mayor - and I'm guessing anyone else involved with this 'revitalization program' of theirs - are under the impression that we volunteered for this.

[Fuu explains about the message from the Mayor.]

I don't remember for myself how I got here, but I can tell you I certainly didn't remember signing up for this. That is to say, even before this current amnesia.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

My mom liked to do crazy things for publicity stunts... but I think even she would've balked at something like this. [she pauses - this could mean action figures! A TV show! Lots and lots of publicity! ... Maybe her mom really did volunteer her for this and just planned on telling her later.]

Great. Even if we manage to get back, we'll look like loons because we supposedly brought it on ourselves.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Brightly] More or less!
But I'll be happy to deal with that when we do get back.

I'm sorry to have given you all this crazy news, Miss Cissie. Perhaps take some time to think about it and look around your apartment? Perhaps you have left yourself a journal, or there might be other clues around you.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

It's just Cissie.

Hm, maybe... I'm not really the one to blog my thoughts to everyone. [she pauses, now taking in her apartment again] Thanks. I'll definitely keep an eye out and let you know if anything shows up.

[wind-of-reason.livejournal.com]

[Fuu blinks in surprise - wow, first-name basis already? Oh, but Americans aren't used to the formal style of address... So she smiles and nods.]

'Blog'...?
You're very welcome. I look forward to talking to you again!

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Me too. If we put our heads together, I'm sure the answer'll be there in plain sight.

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[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

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[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

Just what the hell do you think you're doing?

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Huh? [She jumps, then stares again at the C.A.T.] Nothing, I think...

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

Why the fuck are you doing that? You're never gonna get back the shit they took if you just sit around.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

They took something from me? ... I wonder what it was. [Sadly, she doesn't even look alarmed at the prospect of her stuff going missing.]

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

You don't even know?

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Nope. Should I?

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

Of course you should! Someone's fucking with us!

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Heh. That's nothing new.

[Still, she slowly goes around and inspects her apartment. After a few minutes, she returns holding the note.] They took my bow and arrow. Good riddance.

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

[...

...that crunching sound is Grimmjow's fist tightening around the CAT, though he gets a hold of himself before he crushes it]

How much more pathetic are you gonna get?

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Wh-what? I... [she stares down at the floor. In a way, he's right: she's mopier than usual. But what else can she do? She's stuck here. She can't go make amends for this man now.]

... I just don't want to kill anyone.

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

What kind of bullshit is that?

If you don't kill them then they're gonna kill you.

1/3

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Now that's just stupid! I've defeated plenty of people without killing them. Stooping to their level just means I'm not worthy of the title.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

3/3

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Well... now I know what I need to do. Thanks, I guess.

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

[doesn't have a clue what he said to make her change her tune.

and this might just be the first time he's ever had thanks, of all things, directed at him]

You're damn weird, girl.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

[giggles! Well, she's certainly back to normal, Grimmjow. He may never know what he said. :(] Yeah? I promise, I'll explain it to you later once everything's said and done.

But for right now, I think I'll be okay.

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

Don't bother.

[and now he's just baffled. he's frowning, watching her with a strange look. is she fucking with him?

he doesn't get humans at all] This mean you'll get up off your ass?

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Definitely. No more moping around! First, we get out of here - wherever this Luminsiti is - and then I quit Young Justice. Simple as that.

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

[...snort, smirking in spite of himself] What the hell kinda name is "young justice", anyway?

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

It's... [oh dear lord she just--her superhero identity---ah well, she's already taken the plunge.] ... a group of teenage superheroes. I was once one of them.

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

[this reminds him of something...the memory's faint, from back when he was human, but damn, she couldn't really mean that, could she?]

...you wear a special suit for that?

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Actually, yeah. I had a code name too. Arrowette.

[grimmjerk.livejournal.com]

[...now he wonders if she's just fucking with him.] You didn't drive a giant robot, did you?