07-12-2015, 09:07 PM
what is dead may never die;
If she had any idea that she'd rubbed Ramiel the wrong way, she wouldn't have cared. She doesn't have much time for the opinions others might hold about her, one way or the other. Perhaps it's her personality, or perhaps it's a legacy of being an oddity that fell from the stars, a girl with a voice that is simultaneously monotonous and fascinating, a girl with a past like a blank slate.
She looks at him as he looks at her, her gaze relaxed but sharp. She doesn't know that he's contradicting himself, that he's working in violation of how he usually is. She doesn't know him at all, and that doesn't bother her. And so she continues to watch, and just shrugs before he moves along to his own little sales pitch.
She is unsurprised when Michaelis turns to her first. She regards him with her cool gaze. "The Valley is worth working for because the Valley alone is, if I may borrow your metaphor, filled with the strongest yarn." her audiobook voice is as flat as ever as her eyes hold his. "Our members have power that few kingdoms in Beqanna can rival. But that power is only just starting to be woven together into the kind of kingdom that it can one day become." She pauses, considering him. "Much like the Chamber, the Valley is a seed that is just now starting to sprout and grow." she smiles then. "I mean that figuratively and literally. We hold a seed, from the old spirits of Beqanna, that we will nurture and that will, once full grown, turn into a source of power for the Valley." The smile fades slightly to become just a ghost of an upturn on her lips. "Join us now, and you'd have an opportunity to help shape the growth of the tree and the growth of the kingdom, and reap the rewards of both when they finish growing and bear their fruit."
She's aware how ironic it is that she, who causes the world around her to wither, is using plant based metaphors. If he'd been looking at her, or had possibly looked at her long enough to notice the sad plants beneath her hooves, she might've tried to make a joke of it.
She debates jumping the gun and trying to answer the questions he'd asked of Ramiel and Engelsfors, but she decides against it. Let him ask, if he was interested. And besides, she'd come close to answering anyway – and what more, really, is there to say? At the end of the day, she's beginning to suspect that all of the kingdoms are far more similar than they might seem. She's beginning to suspect that all of them suffer from the same trouble, the same silence that seems to blanket the field and the Valley stretches here too, and stretches to all the inhabitants. And she's beginning to suspect that every kingdom wants strength – what matters the most is how they go about getting it. She can't speak for any of the other kingdoms, but she's absolutely certain that the Valley is uninhibited.
And if the others aren't, well, that's their loss.
She almost surprises herself when she speaks again. "Let me turn the question back to you. You said you would weave your own strengths. What strengths would you bring to the Valley? What can you offer us?" Perhaps it's a foolish thing to do. Perhaps she is just still so green to recruiting. Perhaps it's her mother's awkwardness coming through again. Or perhaps it's exactly the right question to ask.
She looks at him as he looks at her, her gaze relaxed but sharp. She doesn't know that he's contradicting himself, that he's working in violation of how he usually is. She doesn't know him at all, and that doesn't bother her. And so she continues to watch, and just shrugs before he moves along to his own little sales pitch.
She is unsurprised when Michaelis turns to her first. She regards him with her cool gaze. "The Valley is worth working for because the Valley alone is, if I may borrow your metaphor, filled with the strongest yarn." her audiobook voice is as flat as ever as her eyes hold his. "Our members have power that few kingdoms in Beqanna can rival. But that power is only just starting to be woven together into the kind of kingdom that it can one day become." She pauses, considering him. "Much like the Chamber, the Valley is a seed that is just now starting to sprout and grow." she smiles then. "I mean that figuratively and literally. We hold a seed, from the old spirits of Beqanna, that we will nurture and that will, once full grown, turn into a source of power for the Valley." The smile fades slightly to become just a ghost of an upturn on her lips. "Join us now, and you'd have an opportunity to help shape the growth of the tree and the growth of the kingdom, and reap the rewards of both when they finish growing and bear their fruit."
She's aware how ironic it is that she, who causes the world around her to wither, is using plant based metaphors. If he'd been looking at her, or had possibly looked at her long enough to notice the sad plants beneath her hooves, she might've tried to make a joke of it.
She debates jumping the gun and trying to answer the questions he'd asked of Ramiel and Engelsfors, but she decides against it. Let him ask, if he was interested. And besides, she'd come close to answering anyway – and what more, really, is there to say? At the end of the day, she's beginning to suspect that all of the kingdoms are far more similar than they might seem. She's beginning to suspect that all of them suffer from the same trouble, the same silence that seems to blanket the field and the Valley stretches here too, and stretches to all the inhabitants. And she's beginning to suspect that every kingdom wants strength – what matters the most is how they go about getting it. She can't speak for any of the other kingdoms, but she's absolutely certain that the Valley is uninhibited.
And if the others aren't, well, that's their loss.
She almost surprises herself when she speaks again. "Let me turn the question back to you. You said you would weave your own strengths. What strengths would you bring to the Valley? What can you offer us?" Perhaps it's a foolish thing to do. Perhaps she is just still so green to recruiting. Perhaps it's her mother's awkwardness coming through again. Or perhaps it's exactly the right question to ask.
but rises again
Aletheia
harder and stronger
I went first just because he talked to Theia first. Hope y'all don't mind <3