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lifeaftr2019-03-19 01:27 pm
tokenflavortownie) wrote in lifeaftr2019-03-19 01:27 pm
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The recap episode [Closed]
Who: Pyrrha and Yuuri
What: Two girls sit down and figure out what point in the timeline their from.
When: backdated to March 5th
Where: Pyrrha's cottage, the islets
Warnings: Sad feelings, Airlocked memes.
Pyrrha didn't expect her mornings to be full of surprises anymore, not when she's already seen so much. The world itself seemed set to conspire against her, yet again. Because, this morning, she found a Yuuri Wakasa on the beaches that actually recognized her. That almost made up for the Nari who didn't know her. What a dreadfully awkward conversation that had been.
Of course, there was now a rift in need of mending; time, as it seemed, wasn't completely right for either of them. How could Pyrrha be back home for Yuuri if she was here? Just how long had he been home before Yuuri washed up on Enso? It merited investigation and, as readily as Pyrrha would have sat herself down on the sand there for a chat, her cottage wasn't terribly far. Just a skip through the mana pool to the islets. And it had chairs, so, a plus.
She opens the door, beckoning Yuuri inside. The inside evokes a cozy, rustic feeling, and there is noticeably room to spare. She keeps it as clean as can be, considering she's been living alone for some time - Mostly, though there is still the half-sleeping Tigerlily that greets her owner with a low purr, perking up slightly at the sight of a newcomer.]
Please, come in. I know it might not look like much, but apparently people here once started with less.
What: Two girls sit down and figure out what point in the timeline their from.
When: backdated to March 5th
Where: Pyrrha's cottage, the islets
Warnings: Sad feelings, Airlocked memes.
Pyrrha didn't expect her mornings to be full of surprises anymore, not when she's already seen so much. The world itself seemed set to conspire against her, yet again. Because, this morning, she found a Yuuri Wakasa on the beaches that actually recognized her. That almost made up for the Nari who didn't know her. What a dreadfully awkward conversation that had been.
Of course, there was now a rift in need of mending; time, as it seemed, wasn't completely right for either of them. How could Pyrrha be back home for Yuuri if she was here? Just how long had he been home before Yuuri washed up on Enso? It merited investigation and, as readily as Pyrrha would have sat herself down on the sand there for a chat, her cottage wasn't terribly far. Just a skip through the mana pool to the islets. And it had chairs, so, a plus.
She opens the door, beckoning Yuuri inside. The inside evokes a cozy, rustic feeling, and there is noticeably room to spare. She keeps it as clean as can be, considering she's been living alone for some time - Mostly, though there is still the half-sleeping Tigerlily that greets her owner with a low purr, perking up slightly at the sight of a newcomer.]
Please, come in. I know it might not look like much, but apparently people here once started with less.
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Pyrrha reaches up, idly feeling for the heart-shaped, diamond necklace hanging around her neck.]
I ran into her not long before I found you, actually. I... was just so happy to see her again, I didn't think anything of it, at first. But it was obvious she didn't know me, and... I just had to leave, I didn't want to make things awkward for her!
[And she needed to have a good cry somewhere.]
There used to be some others around here. Fukawa, Noctis, and Connie. But, they disappeared too. Ardyn is also here, but he's um... like Nari, I suppose.
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[ Something about the dead-eyed, deadpan way she says interesting kind of gives away exactly what sort of talk it was. Even when he's sat in a tree with a paintgun, Ardyn [STATIC NOISE] Lastnames has to be the king of drama. ]
It's so strange, though. Why not just... bring us here all at once? They must've been able to take us whenever they wanted so what's the point in staggering us out like this?
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[That... definitely seems like Ardyn. For some reason, he and Pyrrha never often crossed paths. Perhaps that was for the best... or, maybe she missed him more than she liked tot hink about. The other Ardyn who she'd talked to so much back in "season five".
...Ah. Tea is done! Pyrrha finally returns, two cups in hand, passing one gently to Yuuri. It's bluescythe, should be made well, she's had practice.]
I wouldn't exactly say there's a "point" to any of it. The Storyteller gets us to 'help' him by living here and telling him stories. [She leans in, voice lowering.] To be honest, I'm not sure what to think. It feels like we're meant to help, but we don't even know how we came here, or how to go home. And the gods aren't exactly the most helpful...
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It's... fine, really. Believe it or not. Don't get me wrong, it's still sort of awful, but he's so different that it almost doesn't seem like they're the same person. So I can handle it.
[ If it'd been Arianna or Heart, Church or god forbid, Junpei, their cheery normal selves and looking through her like the stranger she was... well, she'd be giving Pyrrha a very different answer.
As it is, she chooses to leave that unsaid, opting instead for a muted 'thank you' and a dip of her head as she takes the tea. No use in dwelling on things that'll just upset her. ]
That really seems like it's the running theme with gods. Every single time I hear about one or another, they're either causing trouble or someone's mopping up after their mess. I get the feeling this is a little bit of both.
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But Nari was different, she loved Nari. She had her, lost her, and found her again. But this time, it just wasn't right. And she refused to press on with her own feelings towards someone who didn't reciprocate.]
You're right. This Ardyn is... definitely different from the one we know. He's aware of who I am when I first met him, though. I imagine Noctis probably had something to do with that while he was here.
[A shame he didn't last...]
It feels like all the Storyteller really cares for is what happens to us here. So, whether we're having fun, or... suffering, he expects a tale out of it. [She sighs, blowing on her own cup at the same time.] The other gods govern other things, I haven't really made the effort to look into it too much, and they don't bother anyone as much.
[At least, she hopes.]
...Sorry. I'm not exactly making this any better, am I? This world isn't that bad. You get used to it, after a while.