Jacques Hu
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Post by Jacques Hu on Oct 20, 2019 17:23:24 GMT -8
The being wanted something. Jacques realized. The memories that replayed like an endless video library were being sifted through. The presence in his mind was searching for what?
Jacques grasped at that thought and pushed back against the wall that the other had formed in his mind. He pushed up against it and it seemingly dissipated entirely.
Then it came to him- the other was hungry. It wanted him, it wanted him and everyone else. The more Jacques pushed up against it the more he wanted to recoil at it. The other plunged a tendril deep into his consciousness twisting and digging in and ripping forth images with malicious intent. The image of Corellia from space oozed in slowly and he could feel the others hunger.
Where the being thundered TELL!
The being battered through Jacques resistance and in desperation he summoned up a new memory. It was something that even he did not truly remember. Hu watched on alongside the other at the first time he first met his baby brother hours after his birth. For the first time he felt something else from the other, something other than hunger. Disgust? Hatred?
The pressure eased as the other examined the memory. A pang of regret struck Jacques as he now knew what he had to do. He took all he could remember about Corellia, its location, how he could find it, its defenses and shoved them as deep down as he could.
Jacques felt a gaping loss as the memory of his baby brother was consumed and lost forever. As fast as he could he summoned another memory, the taste of his favourite food and sent it towards the other. He began to feed his memories to the other, piecemeal. Of all the battles he had fought in his life this one was going to be the toughest, and the most important.
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Post by Jacques Hu on Oct 28, 2019 16:15:13 GMT -8
Hu, Jacques, Prime Minister, Security Code 01928-19912-JH. Jacques clung to these facts about himself like a drowning man does a raft in the open oceans. He heard a voice that was different than his own, and vastly different than the other. This one was mechanical, robotic in nature. Its voice was slow and methodical enough to put him to sleep.
Was this another memory?
Jacques struggled to bring up new pieces of his past, of his identity to feed to the other. Spurred on by the mechanical voice Jacques brought forth one of the few memories left from his childhood. He was young, maybe 10 years old and he felt a grating pain in his shoulder as a droid brought his arm up. He could hear an older man, maybe his father talking about why you dont climb things but the pain was to much to really listen. Then just as it got to its worst moment yet it was gone. Utter relief and he heard the droid speak. It had the same inflections that he had just heard.
Hu, Jacques, Prime Minster, Code 01928-19912-JH.
The Voice. It had been talking about him. A medical droid.
He felt a mounting sense of panic as his heart rate increased. Something was wrong. He could also feel the other in his mind pressing hard to distract him, to make him ignore the voice.
Hu, Jacques, Prime Minster, Code 01928-19912-JH.
Where am I, I shouldn't be here, I need to get out he thought to himself. The presence descended, it could sense the confusion. It knew victory would come soon.
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Post by Jacques Hu on Jan 11, 2020 18:13:49 GMT -8
Jacques clung to those words. He no longer knew what they meant, only that he had to protect them from the being devouring everything. The presence pressed the attack now. It wanted him, his family, his world. Everything. It could not be escaped. As it pushed forward threatening to swallow everything he heard something again. Someone was speaking, it wasn't him nor the Others voice. It was more mechanical. He tried to make sense of the words but everything that was heard made no sense to him. The words themselves held no meaning now. Still the words that came made the Other falter, and as such Jacques focused on them harder.
Heartbeat normal, respiration normal. Turning Mr Hu over to continue cleaning now
Hu. He heard that. This being was speaking about him. Focusing more on the voice for the first time in a long time he felt something other than pain. Something was touching him dragging across his skin. It was warm. Whatever it was that was on him flowed down his body bringing the warmth. Whatever it was it was better than the being consuming him. He flocked to it. Used it to bolster himself. It gave him strength. For the first time in forever Jacques saw something that wasn't lost. A new memory was forming. It wasn't much just a blur of colours, moniters along the wall then beeping as his heart beat faster. He was lowered back on his back and an unfamiliar site greeted him. A droid looked down and flashed something in his eyes. Jacques recoiled before falling back under. This time The Other was not there. Instead he felt something new. Safety.
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