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hammerbearer) wrote2024-10-01 01:20 am
hammerbearer) wrote2024-10-01 01:20 am
Sure I don't see why not. What is it?
Edited 2024-10-17 00:42 (UTC)
[ That earns a pause. ]
Do you mean from a past life or actually me but from the past or future?
Do you mean from a past life or actually me but from the past or future?
If it's another lifetime, that's simple. It isn't me. I mean we share the same soul but as people we're completely different. They're them and I'm me.
I guess if it were me but the past or future.... that might be different.
I don'tknow what I'd do about an exact copy. That would be horrible.
I guess if it were me but the past or future.... that might be different.
I don'tknow what I'd do about an exact copy. That would be horrible.
Edited 2024-10-17 00:54 (UTC)
Of course they are.
[ Obviously. ]
It isn't that I wouldn't like them. I mean a past life. Just that I don't have to be them or live like them. I'm me. Whether they're a person I'd get along with is a different matter entirely.
Just... I don't know what I'd do 8f it was actually me you know?
[ Obviously. ]
It isn't that I wouldn't like them. I mean a past life. Just that I don't have to be them or live like them. I'm me. Whether they're a person I'd get along with is a different matter entirely.
Just... I don't know what I'd do 8f it was actually me you know?
How do you expect to get that? It's a soul.
[ Bold evidence. What does that even mean? ]
Of course it would be easier. But is that what you want me to do?
[ Bold evidence. What does that even mean? ]
Of course it would be easier. But is that what you want me to do?
Fine. Just so you know there's probably plenty of people where I come from that can tell you what to look for. Just not me.
[ She just knows there's souls 'because', alright?! ]
Well. Maybe it's not so hypothetical for some people.
[ That 'sounds' a bit tetchy. Or defensive? ]
I... don't know. A past self... I don't have so many memories of my past. And I chose not to look into the stuff I could have found out and focus on the present and future instead.
I think it might be better to handle meeting me from the future though. Though I guess that future person might not feel the same way.
[ If they're the 'her' from the future and she has a problem meeting her past self, why should she feel her future self will handle that any better? ]
[ She just knows there's souls 'because', alright?! ]
Well. Maybe it's not so hypothetical for some people.
[ That 'sounds' a bit tetchy. Or defensive? ]
I... don't know. A past self... I don't have so many memories of my past. And I chose not to look into the stuff I could have found out and focus on the present and future instead.
I think it might be better to handle meeting me from the future though. Though I guess that future person might not feel the same way.
[ If they're the 'her' from the future and she has a problem meeting her past self, why should she feel her future self will handle that any better? ]
[ There is a bit of a pause here. She has to think about what to say. ]
No. It's... Look, I'm not saying it's worse here or anything, don't get me wrong. It just feels hard to talk about on this thing.
[ Which you know. Funny because she wrote it all down in her journal. But that was sort of different. ]
Maybe it'd be better in person?
No. It's... Look, I'm not saying it's worse here or anything, don't get me wrong. It just feels hard to talk about on this thing.
[ Which you know. Funny because she wrote it all down in her journal. But that was sort of different. ]
Maybe it'd be better in person?
[Journals are VERY different than magical rocks.]
Fine. I'm going into town to see what there is to eat. You can come.
[Not that they're far from each other to begin with, but the constant relentless itch to eat something was always a good motivator and he wasn't about to just stand around and chat.
Unsurprisingly he's still in solid black when he turns up to wait; might as well make use of the walk there too.]
Fine. I'm going into town to see what there is to eat. You can come.
[Not that they're far from each other to begin with, but the constant relentless itch to eat something was always a good motivator and he wasn't about to just stand around and chat.
Unsurprisingly he's still in solid black when he turns up to wait; might as well make use of the walk there too.]
[ Left by Gaia's door is a black satchel tied off with a blue ribbon, with a note attached. Inside is a generous amount of perfectly round transparent candies. They're mint-flavored, of course.
The note is written in plain cursive, and reads: ]
I don't know how well your mint candies turned out, but I figured more wouldn't hurt! Consider it a reward for defending your friend. There should be enough to share with him, too, but maybe don't tell him where they came from. ^_^
The note is written in plain cursive, and reads: ]
I don't know how well your mint candies turned out, but I figured more wouldn't hurt! Consider it a reward for defending your friend. There should be enough to share with him, too, but maybe don't tell him where they came from. ^_^
-Avan de Zinuar III
[The handwriting's a touch sloppy because written quickly.]
There's a boy here about our age, dark hair, more enthusiasm than anything else, looking for a sparring partner and a second set of eyes to critique his techniques while he tries to incinerate a field. His name's Popp. Are you interested?
There's a boy here about our age, dark hair, more enthusiasm than anything else, looking for a sparring partner and a second set of eyes to critique his techniques while he tries to incinerate a field. His name's Popp. Are you interested?
[ Blink. ]
Popp? I remember him. I mean I can't say I'm not curious but I don't know how much help I can judge his style.
And... I don't really know how to spar.
[ She knows how to use her weapon but... ]
Wait is he wanting to spar with magic?
Popp? I remember him. I mean I can't say I'm not curious but I don't know how much help I can judge his style.
And... I don't really know how to spar.
[ She knows how to use her weapon but... ]
Wait is he wanting to spar with magic?
Wait did you say he's practicing in a field with fire?!
I have concerns. He seemed very enthusiastic about fire when I spoke with him. Has he tried standing on his head in front of you yet?
[ No, no Gaia. Let's force ourselves back to priorities here. ]
And on the matter of sparring... I do know magic and how to use the hammer you saw before. But it's more like... I don't know. Muscle memory I guess? It'll depend on how he feels about that. I can't guarantee I'll know when to stop at er... maiming. Would he be fine with that?
[ No, no Gaia. Let's force ourselves back to priorities here. ]
And on the matter of sparring... I do know magic and how to use the hammer you saw before. But it's more like... I don't know. Muscle memory I guess? It'll depend on how he feels about that. I can't guarantee I'll know when to stop at er... maiming. Would he be fine with that?
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