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☁ (onewolf) wrote in silverage,

"I was on my way home and wound up lost. That's how I got here," Cloud answered the female because it was true, he didn't not know how he got here, he did. Full memories, all of it from the rock to the steep climb to the lost green fields, everything. Because if he lost his memory again, well, that was going to be a much bigger problem now.

Other than her name, where she was from and what place this was, though, everything was gibberish. 1964 held no significance for him and he couldn't -- at least not now -- care less about America, not while he's still getting a grip of the smaller New York and its many...sectors for the lack of a better word.

"I'm Cloud," he said anyway to Allison as he paused by a corner and let a car drive past. After two seconds of emptiness, he pushed forth, no evidence of his burden visible in any of his features. "I'm a deliveryman."