voice

[prescientblade]

Anatole.

[she stays silent for a long time before deciding on what she wants to say. there are a lot of things, as anyone affected by the mist surge - directly or indirectly - will probably understand.]

[it's simple enough in the end.]

Let's not do that again.

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4/4 [voice]

[halcyonthird]

[Oh, right. Words.]

[...]

[forever a pause]

Apologies.

[voice] /pets her

[prescientblade]

[SO MUCH, THIS SILENCE. she is supposed to be flippant girl, dammit.]

No need. It wasn't really you, anyway. It was this place.

[...]

Unless there's something you'd like to tell me.

[voice] /sobs

[halcyonthird]

[THANK GOD YOU UNDERSTAND, TERESA. BUT STILL.]

There is. I don't think that spar was entirely fair, given the circumstance. I'd like to try again.

[voice]

[prescientblade]

[SHE DOES. it does not make this any less awkward.]

...A-ah. Are you certain?

[voice]

[halcyonthird]

Certain enough. If I am distracted this time it will be for different reasons.

[voice]

[prescientblade]

You seem to come by distractions much more easily these days, Irene.

[voice]

[halcyonthird]

You think so?

[Maybe that's true. Doesn't mean she has to like it.]