firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

[He will usher her in with a bow.]

And who asked you to be nosy?

[ She puts a hand on her hip. ]

It was hardly nosiness. It was merely suggested you might be a more appropriate audience for the conversation I was having.

Gaia, correct?

[He leads them inside.]

A beach, the stars, or just a room to relax. Which would you prefer most?

And just who was that conversation with?

That is correct. ...I wouldn't mind seeing the beach. As as for the conversation... it was with Valour. Your fiancé, I believe?

[He gets an umbrella (for him) and sunglasses and makes his way to a very nice beach with a cabana!]

Ah, of course it was.

Well, then, what topic needs my wisdom?

[ She'll follow along, and though her ridiculous spiked heels aren't exactly suited for walking on sand, she manages gracefully enough. ]

I had been trying to figure out my feelings involving a certain.... guest star we had recently. A man who killed me once, a lifetime ago.

[He notes a place she can take them off if she likes. They probably will be a pain to clean! But if she can walk on ice with them, sand is not a problem.]

[He groans though.]

The Hero of the First.

[ She could walk on sand with them, but she does in fact choose to take them off, losing at least an inch or two in the process because those heels are ridiculous. ]

You're acquainted, then.

[ It doesn't really sound like a question. ]

He was under more Elidibus' care than mine.

Though truthfully he was supposed to be under yours and Mitron's.

He is rather ... amicable all things considered.

It would appear that both Mitron and myself underestimated him. By a rather large amount.

So... who are you, then? You'll have to forgive me if I don't recognize your face.

Before we get into that, dear Gaia, I would know your intentions.

[He says with sunglasses on and opening the umbrella as he kicks off his shoes, walking across the sand.]

With you or in general?

[ Her footsteps are purposeful as she walks alongside him. ]

With regards to the star from which you hale.

I would say my intentions are twofold: One, to spend my time there making memories with a dear friend. And the other... is to find Mitron again.

Edited 2021-06-21 07:49 (UTC)

... Again?

That... is a complicated story.

[ Her tone dips a bit softer as she speaks. ]

[He sits in the sand by the waves.]

We’ve nothing but time, my dear. Tell me what happened.

[ She stands for a moment, staring out at the ocean before she sits beside him. ]

Are you aware of what happened to Mitron after I died...?

The First was flooded with Light.

[Which is an answer and it isn't.]

[ It is and it isn't, but she doesn't pick up on the nuance. ]

He became a Sin Eater. The first Sin Eater, trapped in his own body and frustratingly aware for a hundred years. Unable to talk, to even really move. ...It's enough to drive anybody mad. And he did go mad. But he found me again one day, reborn... and wholly unaware, at the time, of who I was.

[He folds his arms.]

Of course he found you. Ah, but he did not have ...

How much do you actually remember?

That's a complicated question. The short answer is that it most assuredly isn't everything.

Edited 2021-06-24 00:40 (UTC)

How about the history of the star? Do you remember it or was it told to you?

I remember it.

How is that even possible? You would need someone to rise you up to your abilities.

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