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[cold_dry_pieces]

I hate that feeling, where it's like you had something on the tip of your tongue and suddenly it's just gone.

Though of course the saying goes, if you forget what you were about to say it must not have been particularly important anyway.

Then again no one forgets, not really... it's... it...

But what was so important?


|[ooc; so per the memory plot, Brian's forgetting things in bits and pieces, with the added bonus of not being able to remember what he can't remember. He's started off losing the 4th-wall visits Dexter's made, and over the course of the week will be forgetting entirely about (in turn,) Dexter, his family, his traumatic childhood, and by next weekend will have totally... uh, forgotten about being a serial killer. Which means he will be genuinely loving-and-helpful-Rudy for a little bit. :D enjoy poking.]|

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[cold_dry_pieces]

Sure.

You don't like the cold?

[synanthrope]

No. I'm always bundled against it.

[cold_dry_pieces]

We'll go somewhere you don't have to bundle up, then.

[synanthrope]

Where I would wear something sleeker?

[cold_dry_pieces]

That's an option.

[Or nothing, that works too.]

[synanthrope]

Something easy to remove.

[cold_dry_pieces]

A little dangerous while driving, don't you think?

[synanthrope]

Then we'll have to stop the car.

[cold_dry_pieces]

An innovative solution.

[synanthrope]

I don't risk my cars.

[cold_dry_pieces]

I didn't imagine for a moment that you would.

[synanthrope]

Maybe we can jolt your memory.

[cold_dry_pieces]

Worth a shot.