Even more interesting--the question seemed to anger her. Here was someone with a whole host of driving forces, some of them clearly conflicting. He didn't meet many of those, when he was 'working'; understandably, given the circumstances. His down time was the only time he could meet people who weren't focused on the immediate future.
Ryder shrugged, looking at his hand. "Sometimes, yeah," he said. "I think I kind of know what she must have looked like--what she must have been like--but I don't actually remember." Nash was his basis for that one--Nash, to whom he'd been quite sweet before he'd wound up killing her. Rather horribly. "As to why...I'm guessing it's got something to do with the job. My memory only goes back so far, and before I first started the Game there's absolutely nothing." He had a feeling that something rather awful must have happened to the giver of his ring--possibly even something he'd done. It would certainly make sense.
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Date: 2007-08-06 06:16 am (UTC)Ryder shrugged, looking at his hand. "Sometimes, yeah," he said. "I think I kind of know what she must have looked like--what she must have been like--but I don't actually remember." Nash was his basis for that one--Nash, to whom he'd been quite sweet before he'd wound up killing her. Rather horribly. "As to why...I'm guessing it's got something to do with the job. My memory only goes back so far, and before I first started the Game there's absolutely nothing." He had a feeling that something rather awful must have happened to the giver of his ring--possibly even something he'd done. It would certainly make sense.