[Text/Voice] - unfiltered

[boat_lights]

[The text scrolls across the screen with careful precision.]

To the lovely Miss Ada;

As round about the sturdy Oak
Entwines the loving Ivy Vine,
My Faith so true, I pledge to You,
'Twill evermore be none but Thine,

Your Faithful Vincent.

[A lull, and his voice permeates through the text message. You could almost hear his smile.]Will that do

Comments

[glasscaseflower]

What is that supposed to mean?

[boat_lights]

A love confession, I believe. I wonder if it wasn't straight-forward enough.

[glasscaseflower]

I thought it was an oath of loyalty.

[boat_lights]

Ahaha, I suppose the two would share similar elements.

Love is a form of loyalty, is it not?

[glasscaseflower]

Not necessarily. It can be destructive.

[boat_lights]

Oh? Wouldn't loyalty also share the potential to be destructive?

[glasscaseflower]

True loyalty shouldn't be.

[boat_lights]

Then let me ask you this. Are you loyal to someone, young miss?

[glasscaseflower]

[Her hand tightening doesn't broadcast.]

Yes. Once.

[boat_lights]

And? How did you exercise that loyalty, I wonder?

[glasscaseflower]

Whatever do you mean? I gave it my all.

[boat_lights]

Ah, I suppose you must have. It was 'true loyalty', wasn't it?

I wonder what your 'all' must have entailed, then.

[glasscaseflower]

Enlighten me, if you're so knowledgeable.

[boat_lights]

Ahaha, I wouldn't be so presumptuous. But I suppose I could try.

Did you ever have to lie? Hurt others? Take a life, perhaps? All for the sake of that person?

[glasscaseflower]

Never.

But hurt is unavoidable.

[boat_lights]

Is it now? I would've thought that such a thing could be easily prevented if one simply retracts their fist.