[ the roses are important. in fact, vira seems to be assessing them, intent on making a bouquet. ]
Hello, Grace. [ she smiles, because yes—it actually is kind of nice. ] Yes—I must say I've missed the fresh air. [ as they know, this is fucking space i guess ]
Anyway, this memory does not seem so... fun. Being part of it, experiencing the breeze that carries this young one's song, and Grace's stilted eulogy in all its heart-rending emotion is strange. When she's brought back to reality, she gets to blink away tears too.
She's quiet for a moment, digesting the scene and allowing Grace a moment before she speaks quietly. ]
[ that is an obvious subject change. judging from the memory, grace may not be able to deal with these kinds of things with much elegance, but that's probably for the best. hopefully she won't have to have much practice with grieving. ]
...I do. People have compared me to one, actually. [ she doesn't reach for a bloom, but instead taps a thorn, lightly enough that it doesn't break the skin. ] Full of thorns.
[ grace is right and should acknowledge that she's great.
however, unfortunately—the innocuous little shoulder bump sets off another memory, this time, on vira's end.
compared to grace's memory, it is not as sentimental. (thru 24:13) sometimes you start your life as an antagonist. and the feelings that go with her viciousness are a whirlwind: love, empty glee, a fury from a place of hurt and adoration, a loneliness that makes her mind and demeanor crumble.
before the memory descends into battle, it's over. ]
[ grace removes her hand but it's too late, and at the end of the memory she's holding it close to her chest, blinking. that was...
so anime. but beyond that: ]
Vira... [ those hurt feelings and that empty glee, there's something oddly familiar there. grace doesn't linger on it ] We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.
[ she doesn't seem horrified at anything vira did or said, though maybe a little surprised and sad. ]
[ granblue is so anime i hate it a lot. anyway, vira looks a bit surprised when she settles back to reality, staring out at nothing for a second before she frowns.
considering... everything, she'd really expected a less understanding response from grace. she shifts a bit on her legs where she's sitting, gaze setting to the ground, contemplative. ]
...I don't think I know what to say of it.
[ she thinks of lyria, the girl in blue, and the captain and their crew that she lied to and attacked and generally menaced. with a quiet scoff and a soft voice, ]
If you can believe it, those soft-hearted dopes wanted me to travel with them once they defeated me. I don't really understand how people can be so gracious.
[ she doesn't know if grace will be the same way, if she's the type to turn a blind eye or not. but vira doesn't think of her as an idiot, so. ]
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Hello, Grace. [ she smiles, because yes—it actually is kind of nice. ] Yes—I must say I've missed the fresh air. [ as they know, this is fucking space i guess ]
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I can't tell from your descriptions whether the train was a pleasant place to be or not.
[ zia don't be a coward give me mems ]
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It's fun, really--
[ or at least it puts the FUN in FUNERAL, which is close enough? sure.
grace does not look like she found this fun though ]
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Anyway, this memory does not seem so... fun. Being part of it, experiencing the breeze that carries this young one's song, and Grace's stilted eulogy in all its heart-rending emotion is strange. When she's brought back to reality, she gets to blink away tears too.
She's quiet for a moment, digesting the scene and allowing Grace a moment before she speaks quietly. ]
I suppose even joyful places have their moments.
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... It, um. It's not usually like that.
[ but she's lost a little of that earlier confidence, it seems like. ]
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[ she sits by the rose bushes, their sweet scent fragrant on the air. ]
We all have funerals to attend on occasion, though.
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[ it's a very obvious subject change, but also, yeah. it's an obvious subject change. let's not talk about funerals. ]
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...I do. People have compared me to one, actually. [ she doesn't reach for a bloom, but instead taps a thorn, lightly enough that it doesn't break the skin. ] Full of thorns.
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Really? You don't seem that thorny to me.
[ vira has bullied others but bullying is fine and normal and not weird at all so ]
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That's because you're competent and intelligent, not because I'm gentle.
[ and also a cute girl ]
Meanwhile, I have very little patience for undisciplined, slovenly behavior.
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[ she is small and a woman, she'll command respect however she needs to. ]
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[ nudges her with her shoulder! she means it, and also, grace, that last part wasn't necessary ]
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however, unfortunately—the innocuous little shoulder bump sets off another memory, this time, on vira's end.
compared to grace's memory, it is not as sentimental. (thru 24:13) sometimes you start your life as an antagonist. and the feelings that go with her viciousness are a whirlwind: love, empty glee, a fury from a place of hurt and adoration, a loneliness that makes her mind and demeanor crumble.
before the memory descends into battle, it's over. ]
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so anime. but beyond that: ]
Vira... [ those hurt feelings and that empty glee, there's something oddly familiar there. grace doesn't linger on it ] We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.
[ she doesn't seem horrified at anything vira did or said, though maybe a little surprised and sad. ]
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considering... everything, she'd really expected a less understanding response from grace. she shifts a bit on her legs where she's sitting, gaze setting to the ground, contemplative. ]
...I don't think I know what to say of it.
[ she thinks of lyria, the girl in blue, and the captain and their crew that she lied to and attacked and generally menaced. with a quiet scoff and a soft voice, ]
If you can believe it, those soft-hearted dopes wanted me to travel with them once they defeated me. I don't really understand how people can be so gracious.
[ she doesn't know if grace will be the same way, if she's the type to turn a blind eye or not. but vira doesn't think of her as an idiot, so. ]
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I think I'd hold a grudge myself, but... Did you go with them?
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...Yes. There wasn't much reason to stay, though that makes me the fool in the end, doesn't it?
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[ teasingly. she is not denying vira her fool kinning ]
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Yes. And I was foolish enough to come here as well, so I suppose I've learned absolutely nothing.
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[ oops. ]