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synflux2024-05-07 07:09 pm
immortalpoet) wrote in synflux2024-05-07 07:09 pm
(OTA + CLOSED) if i cannot move heaven
WHO: Vergilius and YOU + closed starters
WHAT: Catchall for TDM prompts, May + June catchall - if you want a closed starter for your character, DM me!
WHERE: All over Neo Tokyo, etc.
WHEN: May
WARNINGS: general Project Moon warnings (opt-out post), will update as needed
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WHAT: Catchall for TDM prompts, May + June catchall - if you want a closed starter for your character, DM me!
WHERE: All over Neo Tokyo, etc.
WHEN: May
WARNINGS: general Project Moon warnings (opt-out post), will update as needed
>source
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[ so there's no disappointment in her voice, since she'd have answered the same. there's things needing to be done back home. one chapter may end in the outskirts, but it'll open there too; she may be asleep for a while yet, or she may awake and barely existing so long as the library does, but she wants to see the world change around her regardless.
with her own eyes. ]
I'd like to stay. [ she'd like to. ] Even if it feels like I'm living more for Elijah than myself sometimes -- we're the same person, for the most part, so... I think that's fine.
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[For as long as he's known her, this is exactly what he feels she would do. To pursue the highs of life to the end. To find colors wherever she could.]
[He offers her a mild ghost of a smile.]
You're...living for the you who are now. The you who was Elijah but now isn't. And it's right. You should. I want you to do so, no matter what.
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[ not that it necessarily did, or that he was worried about her because of it, but it was an observation he made a point to
point out. malkuth's lips turn up into a smile, fondness in her tone. ]
But... Ryoji said something to me once too, when I talked to him a little bit about it. That I didn't need to feel bad about living a life I think she would've liked, that she never got to -- you and I both know there's no way the City would've ever let her, either -- because I was sort of... her legacy? Proof she existed at all.
[ which is important. because there's no doubt the city expunged them, like it does with whatever it wants. ]
So I think that goes with it. Does that make sense?
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[Roland....huh. He tilts his head slightly, thinking of it. Like someone else entirely, she says.]
[The Vergilius of now isn't the same as the Vergilius of then. Or is he?]
I suppose it does. But I don't think you should treat it as like....separate existences. You have simply metamorphosed. You, the butterfly of now. Does your form eliminate the caterpillar? Not quite, no.
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They always look like such different things, you'd never know one came from the other.
[ her chrysalis hadn't been pretty either, as he'll come to find out. ]
What sort of legacy would you like to leave? A story, a family... if you couldn't regrow the garden you had once, I mean.
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[He feels he's never been a butterly. Not even close. Maybe something writhing in the dirt, instead.]
...That's a hard question. [He stares away, something a little hard in his expression.] I wouldn't leave anything of ...myself. But something for others.
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malkuth's gaze turns to him, then squeezes his hand. ]
... I think you should leave something of yourself, too. The people who remember you, you as Vergilius, not you as the Red Gaze... will slowly dwindle as time goes on. Memories are all we have to keep each other alive.
[ memories, stories, photos... everything fades with time. withers and crumbles. becomes so sacred that no one can look at them anymore. ]
It's a hard question, but you should think more about it. Even if I'm not allowed to, I'd like to leave something too.
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[She squeezes his hand, and he pulls it up to lightly kiss hers. To leave himself behind. Vergilius, not the Red Gaze...]
After everything...maybe it would best not to. I don't know. There was a painting of me, you know. I didn't like it. Just reminded me of everything I became.
[A pause.]
You should leave something. People need a little of your sunlight in their lives.
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My sunlight is no different than anyone else's, Vergilius. But I will leave something unforgettable one day, I promise. As long as you promise to get a new painting done -- you're more than just your Color, and I think people oughta see that.
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[But he gets what she's trying to say.]
Very well. As long as you leave something, too. I....want that for you, very much.
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... He's not hooked onto it yet, but Netzach picked up painting in the Library. It's really relaxing to watch him work, even if he wouldn't say they're anything special -- he paints what he sees on his Floor, I think. Or maybe they manifest after he paints them. I don't know if he'll find the same joy with it here... but if he does, I'll drop you a line.