We're all living in a Memoria world!

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Characters: Irvine Kinneas,  Denzel,  and Lazard Deusericus
Progress: Complete
Summary: All three taking a trip down, memory lane!
Location: Memoria
Date: February 1st, 1804
Warnings: None as of yet, I mean Denzel's there for Kefka's sake!

The cowboy was asleep when the glow bathed him over, and when he awoke, he found himself close to the sea, in a place he found very familiar. Irvine jumped up and asked, "Wh-what? This place...it can't be! How did..." He was confused and shocked at the very fact he was back...back at the orphanage he grew up in.

Quickly the SeeD looked around and shouted out, "Selphie!? Selphie? Squall? Quistis? Zell? Rinoa? Matron? Nida? Anyone!?" Then a low murmur came out last that sounded like "Seifer?" However he still hadn't noticed the two other people there with him.

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Irvine nodded in agreement and added, "So do I." A grin came across his face and he added, "But it's like they say, whatever doesn't kill us or make us go completely insane, can only make us stronger."

Not a famous saying, but it was somewhat right for the situation.

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Another shift. Would this ever end? Now the boy found himself by the Sector 5 church in the slums, a metal pole in his hand. He saw a shiny black motorbike up ahead and made his way over to it, examining it for a long moment before noticing a phone hanging from it. He snatched the phone, flicking it open. Without understanding why, he dialled the number of his house in Sector 7. The same house that had been destroyed.

"Your call to Sector 7 cannot be completed at this time." The operator’s voice kept repeating the same phrase, over and over again. With a growl of frustration, Denzel went to throw the device on the floor, only to notice it had a missed call. Scrolling through the list, he saw numerous missed calls all from the same number – 7th Heaven - and dialled it.

It rang and he freaked out, hanging up instantly, only for the call to be returned. He answered it, holding the phone to his ear.

"Cloud, what a surprise, you never call. Is something wrong? … Cloud? " t was a woman’s voice on the other end of the line.

"No, ma’am…" came Denzel’s timid reply.

"Well who, then? Why do you have Cloud’s phone? "

"I don’t know. " Tears began to well in Denzel’s eyes.

"Who is this? " The woman seemed ill at ease.

"I don’t know, please… I don’t know what to do. I can’t do this." He dropped the metal pole to the floor, sobbing softly.

"Hey, are you crying?"
Pain tore through Denzel’s body as an attack of Geostigma hit him. The phone fell from his hand, hitting the floor as he dropped to his knees, black ooze gushed from his body, pained cries escaping him.

"Hello? Are you okay?! Cloud, if you’re there, pick up!" The woman remained on the line, yet Denzel could hardly hear her voice anymore.

He lost consciousness, and as he came too, a man with blonde hair was running towards him. "Hey! You okay?"

The next few minutes were a blur, but then he was seated on the motorbike. "Tifa said to take you home, kid." The blonde climbed onto the bike. "Grab on."

Denzel felt weak and drained, flopping against the man’s back. The man pulled Denzel’s arm around him, holding onto the boy’s trembling hand.

As the vision faded, Denzel’s hand instantly shot to his forehead to check that the stigma wasn’t there anymore.

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Irvine saw the church materialize around him as he looked in amazement, quickly he looked over to the boy who was living out a scene in his head. The cowboy walked over to him when he began to snap out of it.

He simply asked, "Denzel? You okay?"

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Denzel nodded, still checking his forehead and arm for ay sign of the geostigma. "Uh huh... I'm okay..."

He got to his feet and once more dusted himself off. "Time to keep moving?"

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The cowboy nodded and replied, "Yea, I say we keep moving on, hopefully we'll find a way out." The SeeD offered his hand to the boy, so they would move on. They had to find a way out of here, they just had too.

Irvine was curious though as he asked, "What were you checking for though?"

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Denzel took hold of Irvine's hand once he was happy there was no black ooze on his head. He blushed a little at Irvine's question. "I was checking the Geostigma hadn't come back."

He looked up at the older, taller male. "I bet you couldn't see it, huh? All the black ooze..."

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"Black ooze?" the SeeD responded quite confused, "Sorry, all I saw was you having a conversation with yourself.

The room began to flicker and change again as Irvine sighed and complained, "Oh come on! Haven't you done enough?" However the room became something of an empty sight, with two chests in the middle of the room. The cowboy blinked then leaned over at Denzel and asked, "This anything from your memories?"

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"The black ooze... it's one of the effects of Geostigma. It seeps from your pores. It's horrible. I used to have it. But I'm cured now!"

Denzel looked around the room, before shaking his head. "No, I don't remember a place like this at all." He let go of Irvine's hand to run over to the chests, poking at one, finding it didn't fade away. "What do you think is in them?"

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"Denzel!" called the cowboy as he saw him going towards the chests. He was a bit skeptical as he dashed over to the boy. Standing in front of him the cowboy stated, "Stay back, if any of these chests are booby trapped, I want you to stay far behind me."

Slowly the SeeD unlocked the chest, then he mentally counted in his head, before quickly lifting up the chest and diving down in front of the boy. No explosion...no nothing. Irvine looked up and back at the open chest and replied, "Okay...no bomb...guess I chose right, right?"

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Denzel squeaked as the cowboy threw himself down infront of him. Once the chest was opened, he leaned up on tiptoes, trying to see past Irvine to see what was in it. "What is it? What is it? Is it treasure?"

He settled back on flat feet and poked the other chest. "Do you think the bomb is in this one then?"

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"Maybe...I'll open it." quoted the cowboy as he went to the other box. Again he kept the boy behind him as he slowly opened it. This time he didn't hesitate, for some reason it didn't look like it was booby trapped. The SeeD was cautious as he quickly opened the box and stepped back in shock. Nothing.

Irvine looked inside the recently opened box and replied, "The hell?" He reached into the box and pulled out a very stylish and well crafted bow from it. He blinked and replied, "Denzel, are you seeing what I'm seeing...cause I'm seeing a bow." For all he knew he was looking at something this world is conjuring again.

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Denzel gave a nod. "I see it!" He reached out, pressing a single finger firmly against the bow in Irvine's hands. "I feel it too." He grinned. "It's gotta be real then, 'cause I couldn't see your stuff before!"

He looked into the other chest, pulling out a flute with an intricate angel wing on it. It was kinda girly and nowhere near as cool as a bow, but it was kinda pretty. "Huh? A flute?"

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Irvine stated while placing the bow around his shoulder, "Hey, if you play that properly, ladies will come all around just to see you play. A woman enjoys a guy who can serenade them." Though a flute might be an odd instrument of choice in his opinion. But what did he know.

Irvine looked around the room and stated, "Okay, so now what?"

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"I already got my lady. I don't need anymore." Denzel examined the flute for a long moment, holding onto it before turning his attention back to Irvine, looking up at him. "I kinda hoped we'd find a way home..."

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Strangely enough Irvine quipped a smile and said softly looking up, "So do I kid. Hold on to her, she's probably the best thing to happen to you in your life if you like her that much."

Just then the room began to become a pink haze again as Irvine began to slowly lose sight of the chests, then the walls, then the boy. Irvine called out, "Denzel? Denzel!?"

((OOC: Time to wrap up this little event?))

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As the pink haze vanished, Denzel found himself back in Lindblum, with the flute still in his hands. He looked around but could see no sign of Irvine. "... Irvine? ... Am... I home?"