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Character(s): Mr. Hanekoma. Open to anyone who wants to join
Content: The Paixao branch of WildKat Coffee is open for business. Feel free to stop on by!
Setting: WildKat Coffee, corner of H5
Time: Throughout the day
Warnings: None.
Note: This will be party style, so feel free to start your own threads, and Mr. H will jump into them. Also, if you want tag other people's threads, since this can be a great chance to meet someone new!



Wiping down the counter of the newly opened Paixao branch of WildKat coffee, Hanekoma looked around to do one last check that everything was in order for a new day of customers. So far business hadn't exactly been booming, but even if he met one new customer Hanekoma was willing to call it a good day.

After all, the more people he met, the more his world expanded, and the more he understood the events that surrounded him. That in mind he moved to the door, and flipped the sign to 'Open.'

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"I don't think so," Hanekoma mused, "Unless they were completely reborn, without any connection or memory to what they once were, and even then, it would depend on the circumstances. I suppose the most accurate answer would be that I have yet to experience such a person." For Hanekoma not to have seen them, that meant they were very rare indeed.

Part of the frustration of dealing with Hanekoma was just how honest he was. He always told the truth, but never the whole truth, and his personality and self identity was so layered that it was possible to think you'd learned everything there was to know about him, only to have a whole new layer you never imagined.

As for the conversation itself, well Hanekoma was clearly very interested in it.

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"Paixao brings many people here," Larxene said, sipping lazily at her coffee. "Perhaps you'll meet one here."

Perhaps he would meet many here. As for Hanekoma, Larxene was certainly having trouble figuring him out, but was interested enough in the conversation to continue regardless. It wasn't often she could talk about this without having someone whine about morbidity or in some other way prove themselves an idiot only worthy of being a plaything. Not that Hanekoma wasn't a toy in her eyes--he was just a more interesting one than usual.

"So, do memories make a person, then?"

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"I can only hope," he replied with a grin.

Hanekoma wasn't one to consider any subject taboo. Certainly he was a man who valued life in all its forms, but in his opinion censorship only served to keep people from being able to truly understand each others point of view. To understand one another, people first had to be willing to be honest with one another.

Shaking his head, Hanekoma said, "People are more complicated than that. Memories are one part of what makes us who we are, but a person can endure even the loss of their memories. Loss is just another means of growth, albeit not always a pleasant one."

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But that was too simple a scenario to satisfy Larxene. She tilted her head, took another sip of coffee, as if trying to work a question out into the open. It was more for show than anything; she already knew what she was going to ask.

"And if it were the other way around?" she asked. "If memories were all you had left, and you lost everything else. What are you then?"