| Opening Log

[shadowqueen]

Everyone's waking up at once, covered in bits of rubble, temporarily without abilities and with a lurking headache. The castle looms around them, irrepressibly gray, huge and silent. The only noises are the people, rustling as they extract themselves from their sarcophagi and look for exits along the arching walkways.

Better take a look around, and see if anyone else knows what's going on.

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Comments

[slay]

And we'll be getting to the reason I remember approximately none of this ... any minute now. [ This is a very furrowed brow indeed that Buffy has. She doesn't like not remembering things and a kidnapping to ~The City~ would rank high on the things to remember list. Although, admittedly, decapitating vampires probably wouldn't regardless. ]

[papshooshing]

Keep your fucking pants on. It's a common occurrence, believe it or not. When I was sent back to the Veil, I didn't remember any of the shit that happened during my eight months in the City. It happens to assholes that go back to their respective time lines and realities. They forget. Sometimes, when they come back to the City, they remember. Sometimes they do not. It's like fucking Russian roulette without the added spice of potential death.

[slay]

So basically you're telling me I got mystically roofied so that I wouldn't remember this City you're talking about because ... what, exactly? Why would they get with the mind wipe on people who got to leave?

[papshooshing]

[ shrugs. he doesn't know. ]

My theory is that paradox space and everything attached to it is set to fuck over select individuals.

[slay]

[ There's a long pause like she's disbelieving of his assessment, but finally. ]

Beats any other theories I've heard.