**Actionette** Memories come flooding back

OOC - JP between myself and the one and only Tony. :D
Who: Amber, John, CK, Efof,
Where: Earth
When: 2104
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John wasn't feeling good. There was something about these people, he
recognised them, but had never seen them before. It wasn't so bad if
he wasn't close to them, so he was hanging at the back walking
silently next to Amber. Every so often though, when he got near,
knife like pains shot into his eyes, forcing memories that were not
his own, yet familiar, into his head. He didn't know why he was
following them. Except he had nowhere else to go, and it things
seemed interesting around them ... also a feeling of ... belonging.
He wiped his brow, he was sweating heavily. He looked towards Amber.
"...." He started. Amber half turned her head.
"What?" she replied, with all the sympathy of a serial killer
"You ... you said before you knew me ... can i ask ... how?" Amber
scowled and glared at the floor. Damn him, he was making her soft, it
wasn't right for someone pure evil to go mushy over a bloke.
"How did I know you? We were an item, kind. You were being a jerk
though. Look in your pockets..." She chanced it, presuming the rings
would be around. Keats absent mindedly fiddled in his pockets. He
felt something, and pulled it out. A Stiletto dagger. It felt clumsy
and odd in his hands. He looked at the slightly off black blade and
dropped it.
"An... Item?" He wished he could remember, but each time he focused
on a memory, it ran off, as if scared of his concentration, running
from the light. He blinked as his head was knifed again by thoughts.
If he let his mind drift, he could very almost see the memory. It was
like chasing a your own shadow.
"Who are the others. ... did I know them?"
"You know Efof. You remember. It's your life." She spat at him.
Trying to keep up her good side at bay.
"Yeah... I Guess I remember them..." He walked on a few steps. He
wasnt sure. Then, by chance, a slight stumble saved his life. A Rifle
crack scattered near by faceless pedestrians and a bullet made a shop
window explode next to him. John's blood turned to ice as he threw
himself into Amber and through the shop door as a second round took
out a street light above the door. Across the street and on a balcony
was a covered gunman, rifle to eye and balanced on his knees. He
swore and quickly reloaded the bolt action rifle and took aim again,
landing a shot not an inch from John's face. He felt the bullet
scorch the air.
"What the hell?!" Amber said. As they hit the floor and
rolled. "Damn your people Keats!" She pushed him off her and sat up.
John was still, he wasn't sure what to do. He was scared. A feeling
he hadn't had for a long while. He watched Amber stand up.
"S.. Stay down!" In a half shout half moan.
"The hell i'll stay down there with you!" Another shot cracked off,
passing where Amber's head had been not a half second before.
"What do we do...?" John whispered.
"Excuse me?"
"What do we do?"
"How the hell should I know? Their your people"
"Are they?"
"Well, they aint mine, and I doubt its random. Come on. ... lets
kick that guys ass"
"Why? Why don't we hide down here?" Johns personality was shifting
away from this timeline and onto the Blue Dwarf's one. He was
panicking.
"You stay there and get your ass shot off then. I'm going to teach
that guy a lesson." It always worked. Every time. Amber started to
walk away and John sprinted after her.
"Hey! Don't leave me like that."
"No, if I left you i'd leave you in a corridor on the BD" She said,
pulling at the memory when she left Keats before all of this started.
It was like a sledge hammer hit him on the head. Streams of Memories
flew back into him. Then, as suddenly as it started, it finished. His
head swam with memories, he tried to order them. It was still patchy,
but he could remember.
"I ... think I remember... Your Amber... Amber Keats... You were
Amber Fe..." He strained "FeBuggre.. You father was... Phil... Why
does that name scare me? I have a ship... a room.. friends... a
pet... I..."
"Quit remembering and get going! He aint gonna stop shooting!"
Another Rifle crack
"I... remember... we... broke up, I think... you left your ring, I
picked it up" He searched his pockets, they were empty, and, for some
reason, he tried his back pocket. Along side some kind of animals
fur, two rings sat. "How... but.. how.." Trying something Amber
subvocalised to John.
"You have nanos too." She grinned and entered the building opposite.
"Nanos.. I remember that..." He replied shakily. He peered round
the corner. From here he could see the gunman, not the face, but the
general outline.
"Hey! John! Are you reading that? There's another using a local
frequency" John Concentrated, he could just make out another user...
It was like feeling someone walk by you in mist.
"Who is it? One of the others?"
"No. My guess is its the Gunman"
"The Gunman? Hows he got Nanos?"
"Same way we got them I guess!"
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OOC - Ok, so fuzzy memories or snatches of a vague image are ok but
no one remembers everything until further Action type notice ;)