It's a particular thing! Opaque as it's not in use, needing to come over both the mouth and nose just to ensure it secures properly. A slight adjustment while their hand moves carefully and in a way she can see it at all times. But once it is secured the respirator becomes invisible, like it's almost not there.
Their head tilts a little, noting that touch she makes to her collar, but they do not point it out. Allowing her that moment before they finally continue to make their way off the ship together. ]
The kind of freedom that is yours and yours alone. [ Their voice comes a little softer, and gently their other hand sets on her arm that is looped with theirs to offer the smallest of touch. A quiet offer of comfort. ] And yet, here you are traversing the stars. ..I do apologize for that.
[ Their head tilts a little at that first statement, though they don't say anything. They remain quiet as they listen before.. ]
It gladdens me that this experience has not entirely soured you. One knows it could be better - much better. But just as some of the people here have touched you, I'm certain your own kindness has touched them in return.
[ And they speak with confidence, reassurance, it is an easy thing to see for them. ]
When this journey ends, and you continue on to forge a path to your freedom, I hope it is how you wish for.
[ Gentle words, quiet in lull of the moment but - oh, hey, they're coming up on the bookstore. ]
[she thinks about that absently - about the idea of her affecting the lives of anybody in a positive way. she knows she has for temenos. she hopes that she has for others. for dahut, for scien, for luke.
she sighs out slow, trying to shake the melancholy. it's always there, but it comes and goes, and she doesn't want it to be overly present right now. so - I hope it is how you wish for, they say, and she smiles at them, soft and warm.]
... Thank you, Metis. [she says, as they come up to the bookstore.] Sorry. I don't mean to darken the mood.
You need not apologize. Though a somber thought it may be, there is still plenty of light left over. [ The area around them sure is bright in glow, but there's a feeling they are referring to something else. ] If my words aid you even the slightest, then I am glad.
[ They do not mind leaving it at that as they make their way into the establishment, to allow some peace of mind and focus on their accompanied visit here. ]
I'm sure tales of romance will be quite easy to find if you're looking to seek more?
[there's something about the mention of light that makes her grip on them tighten for just a second. but it's not emotionshare or thoughtshare anymore so!!
instead, she follows them in - and then huffs a bit.]
... I suppose I don't have to keep it a secret anymore. [she says a bit mulishly. the tone here is really just fuckin' temenos]
[ They will never know now... though that tightened grip does have them glance her away. Mostly out of concern if they said something wrong- but they don't press on it. Don't want to overstep themselves.
Oh, that huff gets a small laugh out of them though. The implication behind those words sure tell a story. ]
Ah, which you consider a rather unfortunate turn of events. [ A hum, peering at the spines of some of the books shelved around. There is a Tw*light book out there because of someone so imagine what else can be found here. ]
Everyone often has a side to them that most would not expect... Mayhap he has his own?
... No, I suppose not. [she's not shy so much as just:] I wouldn't be taken very seriously if people knew. I'm not supposed to enjoy things like these.
I know of it, and I would say I still take you seriously. [ A soft reassurance. ] I cannot imagine Mistral treats you all that differently knowing.
And I'm sure those important to you wouldn't think of you differently either. [ Plucks a random book from the shelf, offering to set it in her hand. ] There's an image we often hold of ourselves. One we feel strongly about not breaking, not changing. Denying ourselves the pleasures in even the smallest of things.
[ A finger lightly taps on the book's cover. ] However, in the end you are your own person. What you may find interest in... what you enjoy, that should depend on you, should it not?
[she glances at them - and when they set the book in her hand, she smiles a little, her fingers curling around it.]
... It should. [she says, after a moment.] It's... a work in progress. I haven't been free to choose what I enjoy in a long, long time. I'm not even sure that I can remember a time at all.
[but.]
I suppose there isn't any reason to deny myself the pleasure, you're right.
That you even consider it is already the first step towards it.
[ They grow quiet for a moment until they continue again with a thoughtful hum. ] We all start somewhere, and there's a bit of enjoyment in learning new things to add to that list.
So if an opportunity comes around, why not try and see? [ They glance back to the shelves, picking a book to bring towards themselves. When they do, they peer back at her, the hint of a smile in their voice ] Like that of a new chapter in your story.
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It's a particular thing! Opaque as it's not in use, needing to come over both the mouth and nose just to ensure it secures properly. A slight adjustment while their hand moves carefully and in a way she can see it at all times. But once it is secured the respirator becomes invisible, like it's almost not there.
Their head tilts a little, noting that touch she makes to her collar, but they do not point it out. Allowing her that moment before they finally continue to make their way off the ship together. ]
The kind of freedom that is yours and yours alone. [ Their voice comes a little softer, and gently their other hand sets on her arm that is looped with theirs to offer the smallest of touch. A quiet offer of comfort. ] And yet, here you are traversing the stars. ..I do apologize for that.
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she gives them a little smile, when they gently rest their hand on her arm.]
It isn't your fault. [first off.] And... I don't know that I mind the experience. I need to go home. I want to. Freedom was within my reach.
... But I have met good people here, even with as short of a time as it's been. Kind, worthwhile people, and I can't bring myself to regret that.
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It gladdens me that this experience has not entirely soured you. One knows it could be better - much better. But just as some of the people here have touched you, I'm certain your own kindness has touched them in return.
[ And they speak with confidence, reassurance, it is an easy thing to see for them. ]
When this journey ends, and you continue on to forge a path to your freedom, I hope it is how you wish for.
[ Gentle words, quiet in lull of the moment but - oh, hey, they're coming up on the bookstore. ]
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she sighs out slow, trying to shake the melancholy. it's always there, but it comes and goes, and she doesn't want it to be overly present right now. so - I hope it is how you wish for, they say, and she smiles at them, soft and warm.]
... Thank you, Metis. [she says, as they come up to the bookstore.] Sorry. I don't mean to darken the mood.
Let's... let's see what they have.
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You need not apologize. Though a somber thought it may be, there is still plenty of light left over. [ The area around them sure is bright in glow, but there's a feeling they are referring to something else. ] If my words aid you even the slightest, then I am glad.
[ They do not mind leaving it at that as they make their way into the establishment, to allow some peace of mind and focus on their accompanied visit here. ]
I'm sure tales of romance will be quite easy to find if you're looking to seek more?
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instead, she follows them in - and then huffs a bit.]
... I suppose I don't have to keep it a secret anymore. [she says a bit mulishly. the tone here is really just fuckin' temenos]
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Oh, that huff gets a small laugh out of them though. The implication behind those words sure tell a story. ]
Was your secret unveiled?
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Unfortunately he doesn't take me seriously when I threaten to remove anything below the waist if he spills his knowledge, so now I'm stuck with this.
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Everyone often has a side to them that most would not expect... Mayhap he has his own?
[ Just blackmail Tem back. ]
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Oh, he does. He's just... very hard to embarrass. [without like humiliating him, which is what she doesn't want to do
she will look at the books, though! i can't say she wouldn't be into twilight tbh just for the sheer like i gotta read this horrible story factor]
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You may have to accept defeat, Lady Throné. [ The smallest of tease. ] Are you that worried about others learning of your interest?
[ Shy... but also throné your? taste in books? Curiously they look along, what kind of adventures do vampires have? Would be interesting to see -- if they can find any here, there are so many copies of the bookstore's advertised book "The Gloaming" help. ]
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... No, I suppose not. [she's not shy so much as just:] I wouldn't be taken very seriously if people knew. I'm not supposed to enjoy things like these.
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I know of it, and I would say I still take you seriously. [ A soft reassurance. ] I cannot imagine Mistral treats you all that differently knowing.
And I'm sure those important to you wouldn't think of you differently either. [ Plucks a random book from the shelf, offering to set it in her hand. ] There's an image we often hold of ourselves. One we feel strongly about not breaking, not changing. Denying ourselves the pleasures in even the smallest of things.
[ A finger lightly taps on the book's cover. ] However, in the end you are your own person. What you may find interest in... what you enjoy, that should depend on you, should it not?
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... It should. [she says, after a moment.] It's... a work in progress. I haven't been free to choose what I enjoy in a long, long time. I'm not even sure that I can remember a time at all.
[but.]
I suppose there isn't any reason to deny myself the pleasure, you're right.
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[ They grow quiet for a moment until they continue again with a thoughtful hum. ] We all start somewhere, and there's a bit of enjoyment in learning new things to add to that list.
So if an opportunity comes around, why not try and see? [ They glance back to the shelves, picking a book to bring towards themselves. When they do, they peer back at her, the hint of a smile in their voice ] Like that of a new chapter in your story.
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she thinks about that, still holding the book, tracing her fingers over the cover.]
... Alright. [she says, with a little smile. and then she glances over at them, that smile turning a bit playful.] Wise advice. Just how old are you?
[this is teasing - she doesn't expect them to tell her.]
I suppose this is... practice. A practice chapter.
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A lot older than one may think when they see me. [ That's just in their profile? But. ] Such advice has certainly helped throughout the years.
[ A hum. ]
A work in progress.