Brian crossed his arms, standing in silent as he tried to come up with any memory of his past, the male usually has some flashes of the past here and there, but they’re just so abstract and nonsensical that there just wasn’t anything he could properly grasp as a full memory.
But again, it’s not like the male tried all that much anyway, not only because piercing things together would take work, but also because… a side of him didn’t really want to know the true answer. Brian has convinced himself that whoever he was in the past must be a piece of shit like him. But… what if he’s not, what if his living self was actually a good guy? Someone people dearly miss… and what if this amazing person… just turned into Brian? No… No, that can’t be right, he has to have been a piece of shit, because if not… what the hell was the point of the zombie?
A low, almost vanishing voice echoed in the back of his mind. Erica… Brian didn’t know any Erica… so why is the name so familiar to him? Why does he feel so…angry just by hearing inside his mind. As the name repeated over and over inside his mind, Brian just got angrier and angrier for apparently no particular reason.
“I remember a name…” Brian spoke in a barely restrained anger, his hands clenched inside his pockets. “Erika… and for some reason, this name is riling me up… is that enough?”
There is power in a name; with luck, enough to draw its owner out of hiding. It’s is nothing he has not done before, usually with a name given directly by the owner - often during introductions, long before any deal was made - so this could be the piece they need. That said, there are other details to consider before he runs with the idea. This name...it has an immediate effect, one palpable in the air. The tension in Brian is unmistakable, touching his expression, spreading down his arms in subtle movements hidden inside his pockets and bleeding into his voice.
"It is...a stretch, I’ll admit. More would be better, but I have worked with smaller leads in the past, so it will do well enough, I suppose. For a name to invoke such anger in you...” Oh, how the plot thickens! Perhaps this Erica was a former lover? Perhaps a murderer or the zombie’s creator? Maybe a combination of them all? Had his interest not piqued at the start, it surely would have now! “Clearly this Erica was someone of importance to him, and you by extension. We just need to figure out why...”
Provided they’re able to, it may lead right to the man they sought, or at least someone who knew him well enough to give details that could point in the right direction, and that would be where Lucien steps in; to drag those souls out from their current residence and find the answers Brian sought. Alas, that undoubtedly will prove easier said than done, though it is far from impossible.
“I’ll see what I can do, in that regard. You’ll hear back from me one way or another - whether I’m able to work with this or not, though I do hope, when next we speak, I have something for you, at least.” Time would tell, and with the resources at his royal disposal, the results should be in quickly, telling whether the it’s a dead lead or not. “In the meantime, if anything else comes to you, do not hesitate to reach out. Every little bit helps.”
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