One of those...meme things.

[deep_red_bells]

Your International Spy Name is Madame Harley

Your Code Name: The Dancer You Reside in: Las Vegas Why You're a Good Spy: You a master at disguise

What's Your International Spy Name?

I just noticed I did a lot of them, I thought...

I don't know. I don't see the fun.

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[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

The fun they provide is mostly discussing the results with your friends...or finding humor in the results. Ya know, how accurate it is and everything.

How you holding up, babe?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Oh. I...I used to live in Nevada. I don't know if the rest is accurate or funny.

Not too well.

[criminal-issues.livejournal.com]

It got Las Vegas right...That seems like a fun meme.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

I suppose.

[criminal-issues.livejournal.com]

But he's right, the fun is discussing memes with friends...Are your OK, Bee? I feel like I missed something.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

It's a little funny...least to me. When you were still living in Nevada, I once came to see you and the rest of the girls you lived with? Brought my Harley up. You said it was gorgeous, but you sided with my best friend about never riding it, ever.

It's gonna be okay, Bee. I know you been hearing a lotta that crap, and I know it's getting old...but I mean it. No bullshit. You don't understand the kind of power you got at your back right now, how far people are willing to go for you.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

...I'm sorry, I don't know your name.

[criminal-issues.livejournal.com]

...Devon. You don't remember me?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

...Oh.

Somehow it doesn't make me feel better. I'm hurting them.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

No, but...I don't remember anyone.

[criminal-issues.livejournal.com]

Like, anyone?

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

You're not the one hurting them...it's what happened to you that's hurting them. What you can't remember ain't your fault, Bee. They know that, but when they're with you...they can't connect, and neither can you. That's what's wrong. It's nothing you're doing or not doing, it's like an injury. It's a leg you can't walk on...do you understand?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

I understand perfectly but they're hurting, and I can't fix it. It...it hurts.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Like anyone.

[thelions-heart.livejournal.com]

That's actually an interesting...name.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Interesting is a good word, I suppose.

[thelions-heart.livejournal.com]

Mine would be Lady Steel.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

That sounds...dangerous?

[thelions-heart.livejournal.com]

Which is amusing considering I'm the least dangerous person out there. I attract it though.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

I think I do too.

[thelions-heart.livejournal.com]

Really? You do?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

I...think so? Something happened to me, recently. I lost my memory.

[thelions-heart.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, I'm sorry.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

There's some memories that the mind can't keep. They live in the heart, in the soul...they ain't the same as thoughts, but they exist.

I don't know if it's any sorta comfort, babe, but that hurt, that pain? That's a memory. You love these people, and that's not something your spirit can forget.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

...It's a little comfort.

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

That's good to know...in more ways than you can imagine.

Just do me a favor, 'kay? Don't lose hope...no matter how dark it looks. It may not feel like it, but it'll save you. That ain't a promise, either, it's a fact.