Memory Registry

[overworker]

Baby Stars
First Loss
( time gap )
Class VI
School Festival
( time gap )
Orientation Meeting
( time gap )
Bonds and Books
( time gap )
First Death
( time gap )
Pick a Weapon
Graduation
Beginners' Lessons
Crossbell Bracers
( time gap )
Second Loss
Reunion and Heartache
Third Loss
( time gap )
Captain Towa

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Memory Nine. (311)

[overworker]

When you return to the place you call “home”, the lights are off. So you come in quietly-- it’s late, the others are probably already sleeping. No doubt there’s a list of tasks just waiting for the Special Support Section for tomorrow. But when the lights come on, you almost don’t recognize it for a split second. The entire first floor has been decorated in over the top ribbons and balloons. Even though you hadn't told them, it seems they've already heard the news about you completing your police training.

“Congratulations!”

They’re all there. Lloyd, Elie, Randy (who some will recognize as Marnie/Lance), Tio, Wazy, Noel, KeA… even Chief Sergei and Zeit. And you’re speechless just looking at all of them; trying not to let your eyes water. But they really are tears of complete and total happiness. “You guys... “ You sniffle, laughing at your own sentimental behavior. “Thank you so, so much...”

“It didn’t feel right not celebrating after all the hard work you’ve been putting in.” Lloyd pats her shoulder as Randy pulls out a bottle of champagne, gently nudging her in the side with his elbow. “That’s our girl.”

You’re still in shock but you can feel each of them pulling you into their little circle and the warmth of it brings tears to your eyes.

This feels like it should be perfect. To complete an accelerated course and be properly labeled as a member of the Crossbell Police Department… to be able to celebrate that with the Special Support Section… You couldn’t ask for more.

But there’s an ache deep down in your heart that tells you that something is missing. You can’t name it, but there’s an emptiness that you don’t know how to fill-- that seems impossible to fill. Focusing on it doesn’t help. So instead you let KeA pull you over to the table where a spread of colorful party foods have been made with her expert help.