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[ＸＩＶ] Xion (
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2011-09-27 08:49 pm (UTC)
[Action] GODDAMNIT THIS THREAD
But.... but--!
[ It's only through sheer force of will that she doesn't stamp a foot.
"You'll do what you know he would have told you to do."
What would he have told her? What would he have said?
"Ahh, Xion, don't cry. A pretty girl like you shouldn't cry, right~? ... heh, do I even need to tell you what I think?"
In a voice that is him, and not him.
"I know you can do this."
He wouldn't have told her it was okay. He'd never have just comforted her, blankly, with platitudes.
He would have believed in her. Trusted her.
Known
, without doubting, that she would...
Right now, she still can't quite ... she still can't quite. But the knowledge, the revelation, is there, waiting. Waiting for when she's not so sad. ]
It's not fair.
[ She breathes the words without conviction. Of course it's not fair. Luceti isn't fair. Life isn't fair.
... but he's back on the ocean now, isn't he?
... that's something ... isn't it. ]
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[Action] GODDAMNIT THIS THREAD
[ It's only through sheer force of will that she doesn't stamp a foot.
"You'll do what you know he would have told you to do."
What would he have told her? What would he have said?
"Ahh, Xion, don't cry. A pretty girl like you shouldn't cry, right~? ... heh, do I even need to tell you what I think?"
In a voice that is him, and not him.
"I know you can do this."
He wouldn't have told her it was okay. He'd never have just comforted her, blankly, with platitudes.
He would have believed in her. Trusted her. Known, without doubting, that she would...
Right now, she still can't quite ... she still can't quite. But the knowledge, the revelation, is there, waiting. Waiting for when she's not so sad. ]
It's not fair. [ She breathes the words without conviction. Of course it's not fair. Luceti isn't fair. Life isn't fair.
... but he's back on the ocean now, isn't he?
... that's something ... isn't it. ]