towerofanimus | Hacking #04: Body Swap

Characters: April (In Naoya's body) and anyone else!
Setting: Hallways of the tower and then the infirmary.
Format: Brackets to start with, but I can match you!
Summary: Day 3 of the body switch, and April now has access to around 6,000 years worth of memories. Sadly, she is not equipped to handle that much and thus... isn't dealing with it well. Plus massive headache from hell.
Warnings: Possibly some mentions of violence and gore and possible snapping from April.

[The Hallways]

[April had been able to to handle vast amounts of information before, it came with being able to literally download information to her brain. But this... She couldn't handle this, it was too much. Everything blurred together and it made it hard to think and there were too many memories and her head hurts, it hurts too much-

-She leans against one of the walls in the hallway, pressing the heels of her hands hard to her forehead, as if that would soothe the horrible pressure there. And she stands there for a few long moments, coughing occasionally, before she forces herself to walk again on wobbly and uneasy steps, hand still holding her head.]

D-dammit... This is too much...

[She'll be quietly mumble to herself as she walks, as any attempt to distract her from all these new memories in her head.]

[The Infirmary]

[April can be found rummaging through the cupboards in the infirmary, looking at random bottles of pills and squinting at the labels with a frown, before looking through the cupboards again.]

… It would help if I knew what any of these mean...

[She sighs quietly, before continuing her search, now coughing a bit more harshly than she was earlier.]

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[He guides her over to one of the beds and draws the curtain around it, putting a hand on her shoulder.]

You might want to avoid bright light for a bit, until it lessens. It'll never go away, though.

[She takes a seat on the bed, nodding faintly as she rubs her forehead.]

... R-right... [A combination of the shock from the memories, both from how many there are and the content of some of them, along with the headache has already made her exhausted, and it shows.]

... How many years worth of memories do you have? [She knows some are really old, but she doesn't know how old.]

[He closes his eyes and sighs.]

Over five thousand five hundred years. Before there really was civilization in my world.

[She stares up at him in surprise, though moving her head was a bad idea and it prompts another wince from her.]

... And this pain... How long have you had that?

It started about three hundred years in. It got to be too many lives to hold in my head at once.

[Three hundred years with this pain... She shivers at the thought of being stuck with this pain for so long.]

That's... [She really can't of a word to describe how awful that sounds, so she settles for shaking her head and burying her face in her hands.]

Five millenia with it... yes. It's been a challenge.

[It's strange, to feel like this. Someone outside looking in.]

[He puts an arm around her shoulders, closing his eyes.]

[April is still for a few moments, before glancing over at him.]

... Maybe there's a way to at least permanently dull the pain... I'm not sure how. but there's got to be something...

I've tried to break the curse. My last ditch effort was to try to kill God - remove the source of the curse, remove the curse itself. That was my hope, at least. But in my world, my brother chose to stand with God instead.

... [She winces again, glancing down at the floor. Sure, she has some of the memories, but she has no idea what to say to that.]

... I'm sorry.

[He almost snaps at her, telling her she doesn't understand... but that's wrong. At least somewhat. She can feel it. She knows.]

[And it's enough to make his eyes water. Just those two simple words... his voice is rough when he speaks.]

... Th... thank you.

[April glances over him, though she glances back down at the floor when she can feel her throat tighten. And she has to blink hard when she feels her own eyes start to water.]

I, um... [She swallows and clears her throat before trying again.] I'm... not sure if this'll work, but there might be something I can do for your headache, to maybe make it more bearable...

... Do you remember how I told you I can usually control the electrical impulses within a body? C-cause I might be able to use that ability to at least cause the pain receptors to dull the pain... B-but I still can't control that power completely yet, and I still need to do a lot of research and stuff, b-but it's something I could try when we switch back and I've gotten complete control over it, if you want...

[He quiets for a moment, considering it. Some of the impulses would be chemical, but the electrical ones...]

Yes. That... would be appreciated. If something goes wrong it'll just kill me and... well. You know my thoughts on death by now.

[She nods slowly; the memories she suddenly had certainly shown that.]

... But still, I'll do my best to help. [There's a pause for a moment.] ... Since I have some of your memories, I'm guessing you have some of mine, right?

... Yes. And... I know what it's like to be thrown out into the wasteland. Not exactly like how you had it, but... yes.

[He struggles to retain that particular memory of his - her memory seems stronger, for some reason.]

I wouldn't have thrown you out if you were my child.

[She tenses up at that, her eyes widening in complete surprise. Not even blinking hard can stop her eyes watering, and there's a quiet hiccup sound from her as she presses the heels of her hands to her eyes.]

I... Th-thank you...

[He smiles slightly, and pulls her in a bit to give her a comforting hug, rubbing her back gently. He's had enough experience to know how to comfort a child.]

You're welcome.

[She takes a few breathes to calm herself down, since the last thing she wants to do is to start sobbing, even if that seems tempting to do.]

... S-sorry, I, uh... [Dammit feelings are hard.]

It's all right.

[He strokes her - his? - hair, pulling her closer.]

It'll be all right.

[April tenses up slightly when he pulls her closer, due to not being used to hugging, though she relaxes a bit at the hair stroking and soon gives a nod in reply. She's calmer now, even if her voice still sounds shaky.]

... O-okay... Um, thank you, again... [She takes a moment to rub her eyes when they threaten to tear up again before speaking.] ... Ah, has the leg been okay?

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[He pulls away a bit, nodding.]

I've been able to compensate for it all right. The stride took a little bit of getting used to.

[She rubs her eyes again with a faint nod.]

Well, you are usually like... a foot taller than me. But so long as you keep it away from the cold, the leg pain should be minimum.

[And she pauses for a moment.] ... Oh, and, uh, there was probably a Bullfairy hanging around when you first woke up and it stays in the room... How is it?

He's fine. I got him some food and left him on the bed.

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