[ He opens his mouth. And then abruptly closes it, if his mouth was a little bit bigger it could've made the crocodile bonk noise... but abruptly, he unlatches something from his belt.
Powers? I don't have powers, I'm just a human... guy...
[ His thought train slowing down, and even with his lizard head, it's plain that he's a shade paler. He's having a mild revelation but he's not sure he wants to think about it too hard. ]
[ Maybe a good thing, question mark. Throws dramatics in here, since Caiman makes it out the door and pretty much immediately keels over clutching his head in pain. ]
Ugh -- I don't [ Hell. ] I don't get it... who am I?
[ Aw geez. That's right, he never lore'd Claude (only vore'd...). ]
Being a Sorcerer isn't just about being able to use magic, it's a whole biological thing. They're a totally different race... apparently a bunch of you guys can just learn magic, but Magic Users can use 'em 'cause they have special organs to make smoke. Which is how magic happens.
[ For him it's kind of like the equivalent of finding out Darth Vader might be your dad. Or at least you maybe grew up on his ship idk how Star Wars works. ]
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Claude just gapes at Caiman, mouth open. ]
What?!
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Caiman looks back at Claude with just as much surprise. His mouth is bigger, but only physically. ]
Wh -- what do you mean what?! I don't know either!
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[ Totally ignoring this class. ]
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It's -- er, I mean, but I don't -- [ Shit, how do words? ] But I don't remember that! I don't know who those people are...!
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It could be a memory you forgot.
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[ You can almost SEE the lightbulb go off physically over his head. ]
SHIT, I can use this! To find out who I was!
Uhh, damn, no way to record a memory like that, is there?!
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[ well... claude is already fuzzy on the details ]
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No! I'm not gonna forget when I get to remember -- uh, does it count as remembering if I don't exactly remember it...? Or, whatever!
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[ ??? ]
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A mask. ]
The guy... he was wearing this...
So does that mean...?
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Were you some kind of hero?
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Uh... [ Jeez, that's such a title to put on him. ] I don't think guys that maim and murder get to be called heroes?
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[ His thought train slowing down, and even with his lizard head, it's plain that he's a shade paler. He's having a mild revelation but he's not sure he wants to think about it too hard. ]
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[ Caiman? Caiman u ok? ]
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Was that a school for Sorcerers?
[ He is maybe not OK, ]
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Caiman, are you all right?
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[ Nope! Sorry, this class is ass anyway. Sorry Teach, he's leaving early. ]
No, I gotta go.
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[ He also doesn't care, and is following him out! ]
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Ugh -- I don't [ Hell. ] I don't get it... who am I?
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He doesn't touch him, but keeps careful watch in case he kneels over. ]
What's the matter? You knew that you didn't always have a lizard head, didn't you?
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I'm human...
So was I there was a student? A janitor? Who the hell was I? But I -- I shouldn't be at a school for Sorcerers...
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Being a Sorcerer isn't just about being able to use magic, it's a whole biological thing. They're a totally different race... apparently a bunch of you guys can just learn magic, but Magic Users can use 'em 'cause they have special organs to make smoke. Which is how magic happens.
[ For him it's kind of like the equivalent of finding out Darth Vader might be your dad. Or at least you maybe grew up on his ship idk how Star Wars works. ]
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Can't you be both?
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