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Joanna knew he was right. They couldn't… but they had to. "We can't not go through with it. But, there's not much we can do now. We're trapped." She whispered, trying to listen and talk at the same time.

"She's proved quite powerful though… and normally pretty correct. Don't you remember the Davis situation?" A softer toned woman asked, in more of a hypothetical way. "That's how we lost the two. The system sent Davis, and he got in with us. His sister tried to warn us, and we didn't believe her about Davis."

"Maybe we-" The last comment cut her off, and she felt her face go pale. Her stomach turned, and felt sick at her words. Joanna had no idea why she felt so sick, but that had completely raddled her. "B-brother? What… what are they talking about?" Joanna asked weakly, supporting herself on the wall.

The room was silent for a couple seconds, before a soft shuffling followed by foot steps. "I know honey…" Jake told her in a softer tone. "It sucks, but we can't risk anything. What would we do, if they found us out? They could use us, he could hurt you. I know he's your brother, but he's also incredibly dangerous."
"Exactly, Luna. Even if Arsen doesn't, she might hurt you. That's not a risk I'm willing to take."

Joanna pushed away from the wall, unable to force herself to listen anymore. Yet, she was finding it difficult to stand up straight. So she never went very far, just not up close. "I-I don't understand…" She said weakly.

"Luna, you need to listen to logic. We're not in a fairy tale." A serious tone snapped, though sounded like it had taken much force to do so. "Just because he wouldn't have in the past, doesn't mean he won't know. The System has jacked up their memories so bad, and turned them in to such experiments, they're barely what they used to be. We've only got one shot at this."
"He's right, Luna. Please just listen." Jake pleaded with her softly.

It was quiet once again, and no one moved. You could probably cut the tension with a knife, if you had one.
"…I say we take the chance. What else can we do? Their going to come, and we don't have many other options." A soft voice piped up, seeming to be on Luna's side. "And if it doesn't work, we can try to keep them there until it does work. Until we find a way to get them to remember.

"Is it a good idea to try and mess with that? We could screw them up worse than they already are. We also don't have any 'test subjects' to test it out." The soft voice insisted, sighing weakly. "Maybe we should try waking her up first."
"Agreed- I don't want to be the one to make things worse. Though I still don't agree with this." The stern man insisted, as he stood up and soft foot steps were heard. "For now, we need to make sure they're not here. If some of you don't mind staying here with me, Luna, and Jake, that would be appreciated. Though we need more of you out there."

Joanna gave up trying to keep away, and just fell back into the wall with a weak sigh. "I-I don't know…" She admitted, holding a hand to her forehead. "But I'm shaking… really, really bad." Joanna whispered, still swaying a bit, even with the support of the wall. "I don't… I don't know what that was- but it can't be real. It just… can't be."

So badly she wanted to agree, but the way the room went all hazy… and started to blur into her own thoughts… stories she hadn't seen before coming up front. Joanna really couldn't agree or disagree with his statement at the current moment. Her body went numb, and she slowly slid down the wall as she slipped into a state of unconsciousness.

(Would we want to write the memories, just to have some ~fun~ getting to write their previous story? Or would we want to just have everything come back?)

(Agreed. Should we decide what those are in PMs first? Just so we're not writing aimlessly. I also have some specific ones that I think are important.)

(Lol, alrighty.)

About 10 years ago…

The small bus drove along the path, shaking quite a lot. On it, were over a dozen students sitting around excitedly as they made there way along. Almost everyone at least. A smaller girl sat in the back, alone and quiet. She was fine, just not as excited as the others.
They were going to the zoo, an hour away from school. Normally, the girl would be more excited, but something was telling her not to be. Silently she wrote in quite neat writing for only being ten years old. With the nice writing, the name Joanna was written at the top, in cursive writing. Below were things about herself, that she quite enjoyed. It was silly, but she needed the boost.
Joanna hadn't had the best morning, feeling a little neglected as they road along to the zoo. All of her friends were too busy, up near the front of the bus. All interested in something up there, she stayed in the back.
As they pulled up to the zoo, Joanna began to pack her things up in her small pink backpack. Pulling it up on her shoulders, she started making her way to the front of the bus. She didn't speak to anyone, keeping her distance so she wouldn't get trampled.*

Joanna heard his voice, turning her head to look at him. With her wide green eyes, and darker red hair, he wasn't wrong. "… Thank you." She said softly, lowering her head down to the floor. "I'm… I'm Joanna." She told him, her cheeks turning a rosy color.
The little girl had the smallest of smiles, barely glancing up at him. In all honestly, Joanna hadn't expected the abrupt compliment. Especially from such a cute boy. Smoothing out the denim shorts she wore, she glanced over her painted finger nails to distract herself. She knew her class was already moving on, but it wasn't like anyone would notice she was gone. Not for a while anyways.
"Can… can I help you?" She asked him softly, glancing over to her class nervously. Even if she didn't want to be with her class, she didn't want to be lost.

Joanna's lips parted a little, and pushed up into a smile. Glancing back at her class, she decided that she would much rather spend time with him. "Yeah, I think it could be fun." She said softly, taking a few steps closer to him. She was still nervous, but not as badly. "My friends are all too busy, anyways."

Joanna's flush deepened when he took her hand, and she looked up at him. "I… I don't know. Maybe we could go see the lions?" Joanna offered, not seeming one-hundred percent sure. She never really paid attention when they went on field trips.

Having warmed up to him a little bit, she let a light giggle through. "I think it's got to be cuter. I mean, a lot of baby animals are." Joanna told him, holding on to his hand tightly in her own. Her smile wasn't wavering, as it felt good to have someone tell her they thought she was cute. "But that's just what I think."

"That's true… if you're sure they're really cute, then let's go see them." Joanna smiled brightly, brushing her red hair out of her face. "Lead the way, Arsen!"