Well, there are the royal archives, but that's not quite the same thing--
[nah, i've decided to stop letting her be cool. while she's distracted thinking about if there are any museums in daxing, a bubble gets them.
...she sighs. there are many unpleasant things in her memories, and they won't be free of this without showing them - she can only hope that the prism, or whatever's causing this, shows meteion something nice.]
If you'll excuse me, I'll just...
[she presses her hand to the bubble. there's a flash of metallic color, which the bubble glows softly with, and then -
when it's over, Meteion looks less frazzled than she initially was when the bubble vored them. this memory is filled with more pleasant emotions... warmth. calm.
she'll help out with the bubble in a moment, first, she's just curious... ]
I'd like to hear.. more sometime. If you don't mind.
[ but.. not in this bubble.
she'll touch it, if because they'll be here for whoever knows how long since it seems jiuqing's color wasn't enough for it. greedy...
it gleams yellow and so.. a memory begins.
Your self is submerged, merely a distant voice in the back of your mind, but it's okay. There's no worry. You float weightlessly, not able to move, merely listening to the tail end of your report.
Once you return back to your body, disconnecting from your shared consciousness with your sisters, you feel the excitement. Joy. Express it in full as you smile up at your creator.
And you feel that same excitement back. Feel his relief as your own, a sensation of hope that comforts your senses as your dynamis abilities blankets you with these kind, gentle emotions.
this is soft. jiuqing may not understand precisely what's happening there (how can meteion access a... shared consciousness? she knows what those words mean, individually, but she doesn't understand what they mean together, in that context), but she can tell that it's warm, and hopeful.
...if that was what meteion's life was like before coming here, no wonder she's having such a hard time now...]
[ it does make one wonder what kind of life she's had before, but. she seems warm at having been able to see that person. ]
Hermes is the one that created me. [ her creator. ] So that makes me, his familiar. I'm.. not sure I know of any other words that can describe it, but. He made me, for a purpose, and so I help him around.
I do feel, what he feels, and the.. happiness, contentment he feels with me, I feel with him, too. [ so yeah, he is fond of her! and she is of him! ] He is, very important to me.
She's very kind, and very patient, sometimes almost to a fault. She doesn't study medicine the way I do, but she's skilled with bookkeeping and managing household expenses.
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[nah, i've decided to stop letting her be cool. while she's distracted thinking about if there are any museums in daxing, a bubble gets them.
...she sighs. there are many unpleasant things in her memories, and they won't be free of this without showing them - she can only hope that the prism, or whatever's causing this, shows meteion something nice.]
If you'll excuse me, I'll just...
[she presses her hand to the bubble. there's a flash of metallic color, which the bubble glows softly with, and then -
a memory begins.
luckily it actually is soft.]
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when it's over, Meteion looks less frazzled than she initially was when the bubble vored them. this memory is filled with more pleasant emotions... warmth. calm.
she'll help out with the bubble in a moment, first, she's just curious... ]
Did you.. end up helping him?
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...yes. We ended up helping each other.
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[ but.. not in this bubble.
she'll touch it, if because they'll be here for whoever knows how long since it seems jiuqing's color wasn't enough for it. greedy...
it gleams yellow and so.. a memory begins.
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this is soft. jiuqing may not understand precisely what's happening there (how can meteion access a... shared consciousness? she knows what those words mean, individually, but she doesn't understand what they mean together, in that context), but she can tell that it's warm, and hopeful.
...if that was what meteion's life was like before coming here, no wonder she's having such a hard time now...]
That was... a friend of yours? Hermes?
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Hermes is the one that created me. [ her creator. ] So that makes me, his familiar. I'm.. not sure I know of any other words that can describe it, but. He made me, for a purpose, and so I help him around.
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It seemed like you two got along well. It didn't seem like it was just... helping. From what I saw, he seemed to be very fond of you.
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I do feel, what he feels, and the.. happiness, contentment he feels with me, I feel with him, too. [ so yeah, he is fond of her! and she is of him! ] He is, very important to me.
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What about.. sisters?
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jiuqing tries not to think about it, but - with the memory bubbles as around as they are, a very brief flash of a memory crops up.
i came here today to send you on your way. don't worry, my dear sister.
the sight of the cloth, being removed from the older woman's sleeve. a hand on her back, a shove forward - "do it!" -
luckily, it stops there, because i refuse to traumatize the baby bird any further than that.]
...I'm my mother's only child. My father has another daughter with another woman, but we don't get along.