[She. . . feels a little like she's attending a lecture? Not that she's ever actually gone to school. She's far too bone Christian. But she'll take a seat near the Avatar table.]
[lust leans their elbows on the table to look at harrow, trying to make this more like two friends talking instead of avatar to participant.]
...I feel bad about what happened. I know we thought it was a possibility, but it felt like it was really, really soon for people to do something like this.
I don't know. Some of you seem to think it has to be, and some of you don't. I know that I swore I would do whatever it took to achieve my goal. Even though I don't know what it was, when I made that oath I knew what the stakes might be. I cannot have failed to consider this.
[But. . . that's not really an answer to the question. She grows silent for a moment.]
For me, it isn't a question of right and wrong. When my parents gassed two infants and children, let them die gasping for breath and writhing in pain, let our House become an open grave and let their bones rot beneath the stones of our castle while their ghosts became the fuel for their heir, I imagine they felt they were doing what they must. I'm told my mother had smiled easily, once. I'm told my father was warm. I never knew that version of them. The weight of what they had done ruined them, and when all of their hopes in me came to naught, even the shadows of themselves they had become could no longer live with their choices.
[She exhales hard, a sort of cold fury and grief welling up again.]
It terrifies me, to become that. It always has. Whatever sort of abomination I may be, at least I have never tied the noose around my neck.
[...well. that shuts lust up for a good couple of minutes as they seem to freeze in surprise.]
...hey, so do you remember what we talked about last time? About purging bad vibes? [yikes, harrow. but they don't seem to mind much and instead there's a nod.]
I'm not going to lie to you and say that I understand exactly where you're coming from. Your life is yours and yours alone. But...I can sympathize. I get it. You want to be better because of where you came from, so coming to this place where there's an option for cruelty in order to get what you want must be kind of scary.
We can't stop you guys when it comes to indulging. It's kind of like we can't stop you guys from taking things into your own hands, whether that's finding who's responsible for stuff or doing it yourself.
But...it's admirable, too. To be this determined and still understand that.
I don't want to say it's the right answer because I feel like the real right answer is different for everybody. But that's definitely a way to interpret it...
. . . I would like it if I could decorate my living quarters in a manner befitting a daughter of the Ninth. But my supply of bones is limited, and I'm loathe to part with any of my jewelry.
Gluttony might be able to help you better than I can. [cooking and animal bones seem to go hand in hand.] Tell them I sent you if they have a problem with it.
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[And she will in fact go to the conference room!]
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Hey! Have a seat wherever. How are you?
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[She. . . feels a little like she's attending a lecture? Not that she's ever actually gone to school. She's far too bone Christian. But she'll take a seat near the Avatar table.]
Are you?
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...I feel bad about what happened. I know we thought it was a possibility, but it felt like it was really, really soon for people to do something like this.
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But what do you think, Harrow? Is this the kind of thing that has to be done?
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[But. . . that's not really an answer to the question. She grows silent for a moment.]
For me, it isn't a question of right and wrong. When my parents gassed two infants and children, let them die gasping for breath and writhing in pain, let our House become an open grave and let their bones rot beneath the stones of our castle while their ghosts became the fuel for their heir, I imagine they felt they were doing what they must. I'm told my mother had smiled easily, once. I'm told my father was warm. I never knew that version of them. The weight of what they had done ruined them, and when all of their hopes in me came to naught, even the shadows of themselves they had become could no longer live with their choices.
[She exhales hard, a sort of cold fury and grief welling up again.]
It terrifies me, to become that. It always has. Whatever sort of abomination I may be, at least I have never tied the noose around my neck.
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...hey, so do you remember what we talked about last time? About purging bad vibes? [yikes, harrow. but they don't seem to mind much and instead there's a nod.]
I'm not going to lie to you and say that I understand exactly where you're coming from. Your life is yours and yours alone. But...I can sympathize. I get it. You want to be better because of where you came from, so coming to this place where there's an option for cruelty in order to get what you want must be kind of scary.
We can't stop you guys when it comes to indulging. It's kind of like we can't stop you guys from taking things into your own hands, whether that's finding who's responsible for stuff or doing it yourself.
But...it's admirable, too. To be this determined and still understand that.
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If I purge all of my "bad vibes," I'm not sure what will be left of me.
[That's. . . a joke? Maybe? Geez.]
You say you can't stop us, but your counsel doesn't stop me from doing what I will. Or is the point for us to make our choices without guidance?
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But pretty sure that's it, yeah. Indulgence can mean a lot of things to a lot of people, so it's up to you how you play along.
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[Why did she get an A minus on her indulgence project!!]
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I wish I had some advice for you, but I think I'm still thinking about it myself.
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[. . .]
Would you be able to provide me with something, then?
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[She wants. . . more bones.]
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Um...do they need to be real bones, or...?
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Gluttony might be able to help you better than I can. [cooking and animal bones seem to go hand in hand.] Tell them I sent you if they have a problem with it.
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