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[The funny thing about waking up in Holloway's Keep after death is that you don't remember anything; who you are, how to speak, what the world around you and everything in it is, nothing at all.

Call it chance that Vie, while inspecting the journal manages to activate the video feature. She gives the book, and anyone who happens to catch the broadcast a curious look before getting distracted by her own hands, feet and eventually, the room around her.

Journal discarded on the floor, Vie manages to make her way out into the hallway. At least she remembers how to walk by now, hm?]

((ooc: Handcuff event! Vie's getting cuffed to Garrus. Interaction otherwise is more than welcome. :3))

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[She's not sure who he is, or who she is, or how the book is talking to her, but something just doesn't seem right. Vie continues in her moonspeak.]

I'm sorry. I fear you've mistaken me for another.

[And that pretty much confirms his fears. Sorrow can wait because right now he needs to look after Vie.]

Listen, I know you can't remember anything but your name is Vie and I'm a friend.

[Also the guy you've been snogging the past few months.]

[She makes a half amused, half skeptical sound at that.]

Books don't talk, friend. And how would you know what I remember and what I don't?

[Haha silly talking book. What kind of idiot do you think she is? Oh right. One that can't even think of her name.]

[Vie stop being difficult.]

Well, can you remember anything?

[Tis but one of her many talents.

Of course.

[Liar.]

Not that it's any of your business.

[Head meet wall.]

Really? Then try speaking common.

...What?

[Confusion + 10]

That's what I thought.

[He really shouldn't feel so proud about stumping someone who has no memories.]

Listen, just give me a chance alright? If you want proof just go looking through this book. We know each other.

[Of course he's not going to mention just how well they know each other.]

Alright, I will. Just... tell me where this is.

[She holds the page open that she can still talk to Hawke, but Vie is otherwise flicking back through the journal. It's weird seeing her own writing and not remembering a thing about it.]

Holloways Keep. I'd tell you where that is but honestly I have no idea either.

I don't recognize the name.

[Vie pauses, takes another look around and goes about finding some clothes.]

You wouldn't have any clue as to where my clothes are, would you?

[Another pause.]

And just where are you?

No one does.

Have you tried your room? Where you are?

Outside.

These aren't mine. I meant the ones I was wearing before.

[Pffft this totally isn't her room. Really. ...Or is it?]

How vague a reply.

[He could ask her how does she know she was even wearing clothing before since she can't remember anything, but it's Vie and something terrible obviously just happened so he'll stick to being helpful.]

I wish I could tell you that but there should be something in the room your in.

[Just why was she nude in the first place?]

Well there's a lot of outside, but at the moment I'm near the stables.

Quite the charmer, aren't you.

[She's half amused, half annoyed. The gaps in her memory are pretty bothersome. Vie also can't quite understand why she wants to see him face to face so badly all of a sudden.]

I don't know the way. I ah... I want to meet you.

I've been told that on occasion.

[Humor helps him not completely lose it right now.]

Just leave the building you're in. I'll meet you outside.

[Never has he wanted to see someone so badly yet been afraid to at the same time.]

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