The Proper Role-Play

"Fine..." I scoff bitterly and turn away to the lower deck leaving a wrap of soothing spring water around her waist, tight enough that it dulls the pain a little and leaves out a small orb next to Smighter.
 
"Tess.. You can come out if you'd like.. These are the friends of my past.. Haunting me.." I grimace and cringe as they get closer to me. "Tigerluv.. Starwars... TJ..." The count continues out of my mouth.
 
"I-know they aren't real.. They.. Are just haunt-haunting me." I say, barely able to get it out. "Not knowing if.. They died...."

The count restarts, louder. A voice that isn't mine coming from my mouth.
 
"I- can't.. They plague my memories.. And my vision.." I whisper hoarsely, the figures so close I could touch one of them.. I close my eyes, trying to stop the flow of names from my mouth.
 
I sit alone in my cabin, thinking of everyone in my village who was killed by raiders. I thought of everyone I knew lying on top of eachother burning in the center of the village and myself walking away into the lake, not knowing what would happen.

I sigh and scratch the back of my head.
 
"I.. Can't........" My real voice drifting off, the voice from inside taking over. The Smammer starts glowing in my grasp an orange bright enough to rival the moon and sun combined.
 
The count starts replaying from my mouth, Smammer dimming. "Delphin. memories.. Dvoraki.. PlaceNameHere.." It keeps continuing in a loop for a while.
 
I grab Smighter and push him down onto the floor and I lean down beside him. "LoneStar. Bring him out of the moon light. It's driving him insane." I turn back to the wheel and continue on the way.
 
I pull him away and to his bed. On order.

"In ya go...take it easy. Sleep." I say in a hushed whisper, seal the door and go back to Tess to make sure nothing affects her.
 
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