They do seem... [ hm ] silly in that way. [ she says after they almost burned her to death ] But I do look forward to seeing if their efforts can capture your heart.
Perhaps, if once they had one. Misery may eventually overcome a heart, and shatter it beyond repair-- or, if it does not go so far, twist it past recognition.
[their tone is faintly contemplative, now. perhaps somewhat distant.]
But in the former case, they would know only a memory of despair, rather than being capable of true indulgence in it, and in the latter-- it could hardly be called indulgence at all. So I suppose you may consider your point accepted.
[ she considers their words, her eyes bordering on sympathetic. they do seem to understand loss in a personal way, even if it didn't make their feelings or goals any clearer.
in any case, she can see why she's aligned under their sin. ]
If it soothes you any, I will keep your secret heart between the two of us.
[ they have a reputation to maintain!! ]
Perhaps in return you might tell me how one survives embracing grief. [ it has not cracked her yet, but she knows it might. it has before. ]
That depends greatly upon your relationship with your grief. I know several details of your life, but I will not make presumptions.
[one clawtip taps against the porcelain of the cup, their crystalline wings chiming faintly along with the sound as they shift a bit and settle once more.]
It may harm one's heart, yes, but it may also be a means to hold oneself together. I have embraced it as such, in my own case-- formed it into a motivating factor, one which cannot be denied nor forgotten.
[ business time. she pulls out a notebook and pen. ]
First, I would like to request a lantern of sorts. [ a flashlight ] There's a room I'd like to delve further into, but it's quite dark.
Secondly— [ and now she'll nudge the thermos she brought forward, which has a small amount of despair gatorade ] I collected this from the room with all the pods, and I was wondering if you knew anything about it. I also wonder if you might help me make sense of what I encountered there.
[ okay she will just drink despair kool-aid later ]
I intend to look into the room with fixtures made of crystal. [ the ??? room, which is Dark ] It left me uneasy when I stayed there last week—as did the room with the pods. Had I had a light then, it may have allowed me to see something that has otherwise eluded me. The room went dark as I was investigating it.
If you kept the items you were provided upon arrival, there should be a light there... though I suppose I might also warn you now that you will find nothing of interest to you within that room, even should you delve deeper.
[ wow motherfuck i forgot about the blacklight, anyway it's game canon now that vira probably didn't dig through the bag after she accidentally touched a boob ball
she raises a brow ]
Ah, I'll have to check for it—though do you know what that room is at all?
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[they just wave one hand, idly.]
You are aligned with my sin, and I am not in the habit of allowing Wrath to do too many things they will regret later.
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A soft spot for them, perhaps? They did mention Wrath and Despair go hand-in-hand.
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[despair exhales a slow sigh, before sipping at their tea.]
But yes, that does sound like the sort of ridiculous thing they would say.
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Do you not agree? I do feel that there's some truth to their logic.
Though I feel most sins can be complimentary in that way.
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['hand in hand', they're going to step on wrath's robe hem.]
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They do seem... [ hm ] silly in that way. [ she says after they almost burned her to death ] But I do look forward to seeing if their efforts can capture your heart.
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[they say, dryly, over the rim of their cup.]
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Could a truly heartless person understand something such as despair?
[ she isn't calling them kind, but misery is only felt by those who can and have been hurt. ]
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[their tone is faintly contemplative, now. perhaps somewhat distant.]
But in the former case, they would know only a memory of despair, rather than being capable of true indulgence in it, and in the latter-- it could hardly be called indulgence at all. So I suppose you may consider your point accepted.
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in any case, she can see why she's aligned under their sin. ]
If it soothes you any, I will keep your secret heart between the two of us.
[ they have a reputation to maintain!! ]
Perhaps in return you might tell me how one survives embracing grief. [ it has not cracked her yet, but she knows it might. it has before. ]
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[one clawtip taps against the porcelain of the cup, their crystalline wings chiming faintly along with the sound as they shift a bit and settle once more.]
It may harm one's heart, yes, but it may also be a means to hold oneself together. I have embraced it as such, in my own case-- formed it into a motivating factor, one which cannot be denied nor forgotten.
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...I have used it as motivation for much of my actions, but only insofar as my wish to run from despair. To not have to feel its weight on me again.
[ to turn around and try and embrace it is difficult, to say the least. ]
Has accepting your grief—weaponizing it—brought you closer to your goals? Your happiness?
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[a drive to resolve that despair in some way, perhaps.]
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[ it doesn't seem like it would work for her exactly, but the same logic can be applied to her own experiences, for her own solution. ]
I think this particular sin is advantageous to success here, but perhaps the most dangerous as well.
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[hashtag reasons the despair sigil is a dangling sword.]
But I do not believe handling it is beyond you.
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I'm humbled that you might think so. Perhaps with your guidance I might find success yet.
[ she may be emotionally unstable, but maybe being competent will win out. she'll have to see. ]
Though I admit I came to see if you might help me with a few of my endeavors.
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With which endeavors in particular?
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First, I would like to request a lantern of sorts. [ a flashlight ] There's a room I'd like to delve further into, but it's quite dark.
Secondly— [ and now she'll nudge the thermos she brought forward, which has a small amount of despair gatorade ] I collected this from the room with all the pods, and I was wondering if you knew anything about it. I also wonder if you might help me make sense of what I encountered there.
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[what are your questions beyond the juice, vira.]
I would also ask where you intend to delve, that you need a light.
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I intend to look into the room with fixtures made of crystal. [ the ??? room, which is Dark ] It left me uneasy when I stayed there last week—as did the room with the pods. Had I had a light then, it may have allowed me to see something that has otherwise eluded me. The room went dark as I was investigating it.
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she raises a brow ]
Ah, I'll have to check for it—though do you know what that room is at all?
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I have some idea, yes.
[they do not elaborate.]
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An idea you won't tell me at this juncture, I presume.
[ she frowns, but not in a way that it seems she's surprised. ]
Then, can you tell me what I may have encountered in the room with the pods?
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[sorry that they're like this.]
As for the pods, they are more or less what they appear to be.
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