when lucas gets over to the lighthouse, he will find, sure enough - there's taair! he's wrapped up in a blanket, chin on his knees, just staring out into the horizon. everything is bad ]
[He'd been so grateful when Yves was cleared of suspicion, but it doesn't make the loss they did end up facing any less harsh. He's quiet for a second, sitting with this - with the fact that Neverah's guilt was a horrible blow, and will tomorrow become a horrible loss.]
...I'm sorry. For you to come here and experience such good and such bad in equal measures... It's unfair. It's not the Heaven you ought to have been met with.
...thank you. [ he says, after a long pause - the words are genuine, and he smiles a little more, though he tucks his face a little further into his arms. ] But it is the Heaven that awaited, and so... here I stand.
[ but what else is new, right? the radiant smiles down upon you. ]
...I should have known she would not confess. [ he says, eventually, a little fondly. ] She is so stubborn.
There's a little bit of hesitance, but after a moment, he reaches out and sets a hand against Taair's head, the touch soft and gentle. A few lil headpets for him...]
So here you stand, indeed, and all of us alongside you, for the better and the worst.
[The hardest part about connections is losing them, after all. There's a flicker of a smile at his next words.]
An admirable trait. A terrible shame, seeing it twisted in such a way.
[ he does not reject the headpets!! in fact taair just closes his eyes like the most exhausted bird in the world, smiling faintly at the first part, but otherwise holding very still.
it's a terrible shame, indeed. ]
It is...we had a long conversation this week about her regrets. And one of them was that she once made a decision that turned out to be wrong - but she could not stand down from it, whether it was from committing or from pride. Even when someone tried to beg her to listen to them, to fix it, it was too late. [ thus his words at the end of the trial - i need you to listen to me, a desperate, last ditch attention to snap her out of it. ] So... to see her forced into that position again, when she was trying to - find redemption, or trying to set things right.
It was cruel. [ a soft, tiny sigh. ] Beyond cruel.
...Yes... Whatever is responsible for the changes taking place here does seem to have cruelty as an aim.
[As they'll SEE AGAIN TOMORROW WHEN TAAIR HAS TO SEND HER ON HER WAY!!!!]
I wonder whatever for... Whether or not they're targeting aimlessly, or if they have a specific goal in doing what they're doing. It would be cruel regardless, but...
I have to wonder about the theory people have spoken of, of our sins. [ he says, after a moment - glad to have something to glom onto it, something small in an ocean of all this despair. ]
Miss Neverah... it must have been "wrath", if that was the case.
He nods slowly, though, thinking it over and eventually pulling his hand back so he can fold his hands together and set them in his lap. Thoughtfully:]
I would agree with that. I do think that might well be what we're looking at here... An amplification of these supposed sins, taken to a severe extreme.
...It shouldn't be happening. I just wish there was more we could do than what we've already tried.
[ it's...frustrating. even for taair, gentle and hard to frustrate, there's a little hint of frustration, a sense of loss wrapped up in a brand new, too heavy grief. ]
We've eight weeks here, don't we? And... eight of these supposed sins. I don't think they've even repeated - but that means it's likely we'll continue to see these, based on that pattern, unless we can find a way to stop it.
I wish for the same. It's a frustrating thing... [He's actually not as hard to frustrate as it may first seem, but he's able to keep his frustration under wraps, usually. Not when it's over something as wild as this, though.]
I should like to think we will, but in the event that we don't, we must be prepared to lose no less than ten more. [Grimly. That is so many of them.] ...It speaks to the desperation of whatever party is interfering, that they need to change the people here to have us "fail".
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when lucas gets over to the lighthouse, he will find, sure enough - there's taair! he's wrapped up in a blanket, chin on his knees, just staring out into the horizon. everything is bad ]
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He'll move to stand below for a second, but then just invites himself up. Once he gets to where Taair is, he'll move to sit beside him.]
...Are the two of you close?
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he looks up for a moment, and... despite it all, he manages the tiniest smile in the world. it doesn't quite reach his eyes, though. ]
... yes. [ ... ] If I had ever known what it was like to have a sibling, I... like to think it could have been like her.
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...I'm sorry. For you to come here and experience such good and such bad in equal measures... It's unfair. It's not the Heaven you ought to have been met with.
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...thank you. [ he says, after a long pause - the words are genuine, and he smiles a little more, though he tucks his face a little further into his arms. ] But it is the Heaven that awaited, and so... here I stand.
[ but what else is new, right? the radiant smiles down upon you. ]
...I should have known she would not confess. [ he says, eventually, a little fondly. ] She is so stubborn.
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There's a little bit of hesitance, but after a moment, he reaches out and sets a hand against Taair's head, the touch soft and gentle. A few lil headpets for him...]
So here you stand, indeed, and all of us alongside you, for the better and the worst.
[The hardest part about connections is losing them, after all. There's a flicker of a smile at his next words.]
An admirable trait. A terrible shame, seeing it twisted in such a way.
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it's a terrible shame, indeed. ]
It is...we had a long conversation this week about her regrets. And one of them was that she once made a decision that turned out to be wrong - but she could not stand down from it, whether it was from committing or from pride. Even when someone tried to beg her to listen to them, to fix it, it was too late. [ thus his words at the end of the trial - i need you to listen to me, a desperate, last ditch attention to snap her out of it. ] So... to see her forced into that position again, when she was trying to - find redemption, or trying to set things right.
It was cruel. [ a soft, tiny sigh. ] Beyond cruel.
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[As they'll SEE AGAIN TOMORROW WHEN TAAIR HAS TO SEND HER ON HER WAY!!!!]
I wonder whatever for... Whether or not they're targeting aimlessly, or if they have a specific goal in doing what they're doing. It would be cruel regardless, but...
[He just wants to know how targeted things are.]
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I have to wonder about the theory people have spoken of, of our sins. [ he says, after a moment - glad to have something to glom onto it, something small in an ocean of all this despair. ]
Miss Neverah... it must have been "wrath", if that was the case.
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He nods slowly, though, thinking it over and eventually pulling his hand back so he can fold his hands together and set them in his lap. Thoughtfully:]
I would agree with that. I do think that might well be what we're looking at here... An amplification of these supposed sins, taken to a severe extreme.
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[ it's...frustrating. even for taair, gentle and hard to frustrate, there's a little hint of frustration, a sense of loss wrapped up in a brand new, too heavy grief. ]
We've eight weeks here, don't we? And... eight of these supposed sins. I don't think they've even repeated - but that means it's likely we'll continue to see these, based on that pattern, unless we can find a way to stop it.
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I wish for the same. It's a frustrating thing... [He's actually not as hard to frustrate as it may first seem, but he's able to keep his frustration under wraps, usually. Not when it's over something as wild as this, though.]
I should like to think we will, but in the event that we don't, we must be prepared to lose no less than ten more. [Grimly. That is so many of them.] ...It speaks to the desperation of whatever party is interfering, that they need to change the people here to have us "fail".