[ Getting bombarded by memories is tiring, but she isn't going to let that keep from moving about like she usually does. That's why, at most, she closes her eyes the moment she sees Percival and a bubble absorbs them. ]
If your opinion of me changes, I won't be surprised.
[ percy knows precisely where this is going and he takes a breath. at this point he knows, most of the bubbles have required those trapped inside to both touch it, to pour a bit of color into it. so he's already lifting his hand, bracing himself for just how this stupid thing will bare him this time. ]
Let's see.
[ and in turn he calls forward a bit of crystalline, soft pink at his fingertips and touches it at the same time. ( 1:49:49 - 2:05:18 / transcript ) the sensation it leaves behind is not unlike blood in the mouth, and the whisper of the hex—dark smoke that dulls the senses, soothes the racing thoughts that had followed him from the temple of the raven queen, from the pool of blood.
as the other vision crashes into him, as he watches it, he holds his breath a moment. his voice is soft, neutral. eventually, he speaks, the sensation of duskmeadow falling over him still, intermingling with the residual memory of roxana's. ]
I was left with the impression that she did indeed learn her lesson... [ he glances towards her. ]
[ His memory chokes her in ways she hasn't experienced before. The feeling of drowning causes a surge of panic because dying is something she still fears.
The talk of being broken, the talk of life being broken from the start stings and strike a chord both. It leaves a bittersweet taste in her mouth once the memory is over. She is too used to the taste of blood.
She doesn't really want to talk about her memories, but she's still wrapping her mind around what happened in the pool. ]
... No. She later tried to break into the dungeon and was punished for it by our father. Her selfishness knows no bounds.
[ he nods, a bit hesitant, thinking of something far off. ]
Siblings... always the way...
[ the memories are fresh, roving free, and percy curls his fingers into his palm. ] Strange bubbles these are, it. They want for nothing save to... strangely strip from you such private things.
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If your opinion of me changes, I won't be surprised.
[ She touches the bubble. ]
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Let's see.
[ and in turn he calls forward a bit of crystalline, soft pink at his fingertips and touches it at the same time. ( 1:49:49 - 2:05:18 / transcript ) the sensation it leaves behind is not unlike blood in the mouth, and the whisper of the hex—dark smoke that dulls the senses, soothes the racing thoughts that had followed him from the temple of the raven queen, from the pool of blood.
as the other vision crashes into him, as he watches it, he holds his breath a moment. his voice is soft, neutral. eventually, he speaks, the sensation of duskmeadow falling over him still, intermingling with the residual memory of roxana's. ]
I was left with the impression that she did indeed learn her lesson... [ he glances towards her. ]
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The talk of being broken, the talk of life being broken from the start stings and strike a chord both. It leaves a bittersweet taste in her mouth once the memory is over. She is too used to the taste of blood.
She doesn't really want to talk about her memories, but she's still wrapping her mind around what happened in the pool. ]
... No. She later tried to break into the dungeon and was punished for it by our father. Her selfishness knows no bounds.
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Siblings... always the way...
[ the memories are fresh, roving free, and percy curls his fingers into his palm. ] Strange bubbles these are, it. They want for nothing save to... strangely strip from you such private things.
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They throw open every curtain you pulled shut. [ ... ] Did you end up fixing what was broken in the world?
[ It was what was repeated over and over in his memory, but she'd understand if he avoided answering.
She would. ]
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No... No, it will take much more work than what I've done for now... and truthfully? I don't think I can do it alone.