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[The video clicks on to a very confused looking Bobby.]

So, um. I'm still not entirely sure what's going on here. I'm starting to remember some things, but it's confusing.

My name might be Jinks? Or it might be Bobby. I'm not exactly sure.

[Thanks for confusing him more, Claudia.]

Does anyone else here know me? Apparently I've been here for a little while, but I can't remember it.

Can't remember why I can't remember, either.

[Except that he'd woken up in some kind of weird leather outfit with blood on it, which wasn't exactly comforting. His search with Claudia for what had caused this had been unsuccessful, so now he's widening it.]

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That...that would be great! We could go exploring!

[She sounds so excited about this idea, what even.]

Bobby. [She wrinkles her brow, trying to remember if she knows the name or not, but she can't pull up a memory that distinguishes that name.]

It's really nice to meet you, Bobby.

[That's okay. Bobby's pretty excited about it, too.]

I love exploring! We can be adventurers. Searching for our lost memories.

[He grins at her. He doesn't recognize her name, either, but that's okay. They've met now.]

Oh my gosh, that sounds like so much fun!

[Exploring for lost memories? That sounded amazing!]

Should...should I meet you somewhere?

[His grin just widens.]

It does! And sure! Where are you now? I can meet you there or we can find some place in the middle to meet at? I'm on the fourth floor right now.

Oh! I'm only on the third floor, I can meet you, if you want!

[Well, that's not far at all.]

Okay! I'll see you soon, then.

[He's going to head towards the stairs, then, so she doesn't have to wander around the hallways of the fourth floor.]

[She hurries out of her room and heads in that direction, gathering her hair in her hands as she goes. She's kind of excited about this - it's like an adventure! Going exploring, making new friends, finding things out...it'll be fun!]

[And he spots her! And oh my god that's a lot of hair. He hadn't been able to see exactly how much on video. Hey, maybe she's a mutant! With the power of hair growing! ...or something. Yeah, Bobby's just going to keep that thought to himself.

He waves.]

Over here, Rapunzel!

[Seventy feet and counting, baby! She runs over to him and skids to a halt, panting a little as she clutches the hair in her arms. It’s not heavy – not…to her, anyway – but it’s not the easiest to carry in a place like this.]

Bobby! Hi!

[He grins back at her, resisting the urge to give into his curiosity about her hair. It's not like she'd probably remember anything about it, anyway.]

Hi! Ready to go on our epic memory-sparking adventure?

[She beams at him, and does a happy little twirl.]

Yes! Definitely! Where do we start?!

[Oh god Rapnuzel why so cute. He beams back at her, catching her excitement.]

Wicked! We can go up one floor and then work our way down, maybe? I took a peek upstairs earlier, and there's a pretty cool room up there. It was all glass and mirrors and windows and light.

[Because she is made of sunshine and sugar and puppies and kittens.]

Okay! That sounds great!

[Ooooh. Her eyes widen.]

Really?! That sounds amazing! Let's do that!

[She iiiis. A combination no one can resist.]

Okay! You'll love it, it's so awesome.

[He makes a move to offer her his arm for their epic journey, then pauses.]

Uh. Do you need help carrying your hair?

[She has no doubt about that - it sounds like a room she'd really like.]

Oh! Um...sure! That'd be great!

[She looks down at it and hefts it in her arms, then just...starts heaping it into Bobby's. Here, hold this.]

[Oh hello there hair. Bobby shifts slightly, gathering up her hair as she shoves it into his arms.]

So I'd ask about it, but I'm guessing it's one of the things you don't remember?

[Thanks buddy!]

Nope, don't remember a thing about it! [She says this cheerfully as she finishes heaping the hair into his arms. With her own armload, she starts off in the direction he'd indicated, eager to get going.]

So...do you...happen to remember how to braid?

[That might come in handy, with all this hair.]

[Totally what he's here for.]

Though as much.

[And he heads along cheerfully with her, carrying his armload of shiny blond hair.]

I do! I remember some stuff before I came here, and I used to live in a place with a bunch of kids.

Oh, god! [Then he can help braid all this hair.]

I remember...a tower. [She frowns.]

And...a woman. I think maybe my mother. I'm not sure...

A tower? Cool! Maybe where you lived?

[He smiles at her as they head upstairs.]

That's good, right? It means your memories are definitely coming back.

I think maybe, yes! [A tower would be nice, right? It was similar to this...

But kind of...lonely...Hm.]

I'm so glad...it's weird, not having them, don't you think?

Wicked! The place I live in back home has a tower. Kind of. It's a castle.

[He nods his agreement.]

Definitely. It's so weird to be some place that you've apparently been in for awhile and not knowing anything about it. I keep feeling like I'm just guessing at stuff.

Really? That's amazing!

[Towers are obviously the BEST EVER.]

Oh my gosh, me too. People know me, but...[She has NO IDEA who they are.]

I wonder why I don't remember...

[NO ONE TOLD HER THE REASON.]

Edited 2011-10-10 02:46 (UTC)

Right? Towers and castles are so the best places to live.

[Because they're AWESOME.]

Yeah, exactly! And I kind of feel bad that I don't know them, you know? Because we're friends, and it'd suck if a friend didn't remember you and stuff.

[He hesitates over that last part, because, well, he knows. Or at least, he's pretty sure he knows why they don't remember. But it's not the kind of thing he wants to tell her.]

Oh. I, uh.

[Is he stalling? Yeah, he's stalling. Because they're at fifth floor now, and he's kind of hoping the mirrors and glass window will distract her.]

They are! [She doesn't know any better.]

I know, exactly! I feel really silly because I Don't remember them but they obviously know who I am...it's not fair. I hope they keep coming back. [Come on, memories. Get it together.]

Ooh, look!

[Yep, distracted by shinies.]

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