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[It's difficult coping with the cycle, even with friends willing to help. It runs so counter to the Jedi way of life, and her own way of carrying herself, Code aside. She hates it, because the heat and aggression and possessiveness are just so hard to manage, and ultimately it's why she winds up trying to keep active. That seems to abate the worst of the symptoms, though sometimes it's difficult to shut them out completely.
Right now is a great example, because when jogging through the park and spotting a young woman carrying a few shopping bags it generally isn't a great idea to stare. Realizing that the person she's staring at is a Servant thanks to the Force and her friendship with several others doesn't dissuade her in the slightest, if anything that is a draw.
So, slowing her feet to a walk, she meanders up with a wave.]
You look like you could use a hand with those bags, miss.
Right now is a great example, because when jogging through the park and spotting a young woman carrying a few shopping bags it generally isn't a great idea to stare. Realizing that the person she's staring at is a Servant thanks to the Force and her friendship with several others doesn't dissuade her in the slightest, if anything that is a draw.
So, slowing her feet to a walk, she meanders up with a wave.]
You look like you could use a hand with those bags, miss.
[ Out of an usual whim of hers, Marie had decided today that she should go shopping for clothes and other menial things for her house. The Chroma left in her is enough for carrying the bags, but she's a bit concerned over how tired she will be once she hits home. Maybe she should have spared a few cuddle bucks for her own health, but bad habits are hard to die.
That's when her B+ rank luck rears in, and an energetic looking stranger comes up to her with an offer of help. Nothing about that seems worth distrusting at all; instead, the Queen is overjoyed from such event. ]
Ah! I wouldn't like to be a disturb, but oui, a little help would be appreciated!
That's when her B+ rank luck rears in, and an energetic looking stranger comes up to her with an offer of help. Nothing about that seems worth distrusting at all; instead, the Queen is overjoyed from such event. ]
Ah! I wouldn't like to be a disturb, but oui, a little help would be appreciated!
It's not a problem at all.
[She approaches and holds out her hands, really happy to help out. Mordred's general state, and how she seemed worried about holding herself together in the physical world, had occurred to her though honestly it was the bright look that had her making the offer.]
A knight should always assist a beautiful lady. That's just a given.
[So, without hesitation she reaches for the bags.]
I'm Kerra, by the way.
[She approaches and holds out her hands, really happy to help out. Mordred's general state, and how she seemed worried about holding herself together in the physical world, had occurred to her though honestly it was the bright look that had her making the offer.]
A knight should always assist a beautiful lady. That's just a given.
[So, without hesitation she reaches for the bags.]
I'm Kerra, by the way.
[ Her chest instantly flutters at the mention of knights. It makes her want to relinquish her bags to the other woman even more willingly, as she warms her smile further. ]
I owe you my gratitude, Kerra. You may only call me Marie.
And I also have a fondness for knights, you see!
I owe you my gratitude, Kerra. You may only call me Marie.
And I also have a fondness for knights, you see!
It's a pleasure then, Marie.
[Kerra's smile grows, genuinely happy with the notion. Marie's happiness seems infectious, and why shouldn't it be.
Careful with the bags, she inclines her head]
I am glad you're fond of knights, as I am a Jedi Knight. And you are a Servant, aren't you?
[She'll explain that in a moment, but getting confirmation would be great.]
[Kerra's smile grows, genuinely happy with the notion. Marie's happiness seems infectious, and why shouldn't it be.
Careful with the bags, she inclines her head]
I am glad you're fond of knights, as I am a Jedi Knight. And you are a Servant, aren't you?
[She'll explain that in a moment, but getting confirmation would be great.]
[Alright, Kerra laughs softly. That's a cute response, and it has her shaking her head.]
I am not. I have a power like your world's magecraft, in some ways, though. We call it the Force.
[She taps the side of her head with a quick grin.]
With it, I can sense things that other people can't, and I've gotten to be close with other Servants here. I know what you lot feel like in the Force, so it's not hard to recognize.
I am not. I have a power like your world's magecraft, in some ways, though. We call it the Force.
[She taps the side of her head with a quick grin.]
With it, I can sense things that other people can't, and I've gotten to be close with other Servants here. I know what you lot feel like in the Force, so it's not hard to recognize.
[ Extremely important info is being dropped on her lap, and she reacts with a mere nod after the girl explains it briefly and to the point.
She's still slightly stunned, but she's starting to understand. ]
I was under the belief our different worlds couldn't intersect in many ways when it comes to magecraft, but I was proven wrong right here! Such a wonderful ability, with such a powerful name to it! I'm impressed, really...
She's still slightly stunned, but she's starting to understand. ]
I was under the belief our different worlds couldn't intersect in many ways when it comes to magecraft, but I was proven wrong right here! Such a wonderful ability, with such a powerful name to it! I'm impressed, really...
[Kerra's used to giving this information drop, so having someone nod along is a welcome change. She tries to keep it brief..]
It's not really magecraft, but it's similar enough.
[Honestly, she's a bit floored that Marie's accepting it so readily. Most people badger her with questions.]
...But, that's enough about me. Where am I taking these? And where are you from, beautiful? I'm not from Earth, but I'm starting to get a handle of the place thanks to other people.
It's not really magecraft, but it's similar enough.
[Honestly, she's a bit floored that Marie's accepting it so readily. Most people badger her with questions.]
...But, that's enough about me. Where am I taking these? And where are you from, beautiful? I'm not from Earth, but I'm starting to get a handle of the place thanks to other people.
[ When strange things are abound, she just takes them at face value. She's curious about this Force, but they're having a leisurely chat and she doesn't want to load the topic for too long. It'll come back up eventually.
The smooth talking has her huff in amusement, a hand curled in front of her mouth. ]
France used to be my beloved home, before I became a Servant. Chaldea then was where I mostly spent my time in... prior to my appearance on this planet, that is.
[ From time to time, she wonders if the remaining people there are okay. ]
If it's not Earth, then where is it you're from? Oh, and we're taking the bags to my apartment! I'll show you!
The smooth talking has her huff in amusement, a hand curled in front of her mouth. ]
France used to be my beloved home, before I became a Servant. Chaldea then was where I mostly spent my time in... prior to my appearance on this planet, that is.
[ From time to time, she wonders if the remaining people there are okay. ]
If it's not Earth, then where is it you're from? Oh, and we're taking the bags to my apartment! I'll show you!
France. I think you're the first I've heard about from there, but I've heard of Chaldea.
[Other servants had talked, but there's a lot of people from one planet, and they talk. Kerra likes hearing about homeworlds, generally, so she pays close attention.
France has at least been mentioned. One of...America's friends? Or something like that. Sorting out that whole mess is hard enough.]
Lead on, Marie.
[She starts walking, shifting the bags carefully so nothing rattles around. It might be fragile!]
As for myself, I'm from a planet called Aquilaris. It's mostly ocean, about 95 percent, and it's mostly an agricultural planet. A lot of people raise fish and sea-plants to sell to other planets. I haven't been there in a long time, though.
[She pauses, mostly for effect.]
See, where I'm from, we have ships that let us move between planets really easily. So I mostly grew up on the Galactic Republic's capital world, Coruscant. It's a planet that's entirely one huge city, built up and up, so far that you can't even see the surface anymore.
[Other servants had talked, but there's a lot of people from one planet, and they talk. Kerra likes hearing about homeworlds, generally, so she pays close attention.
France has at least been mentioned. One of...America's friends? Or something like that. Sorting out that whole mess is hard enough.]
Lead on, Marie.
[She starts walking, shifting the bags carefully so nothing rattles around. It might be fragile!]
As for myself, I'm from a planet called Aquilaris. It's mostly ocean, about 95 percent, and it's mostly an agricultural planet. A lot of people raise fish and sea-plants to sell to other planets. I haven't been there in a long time, though.
[She pauses, mostly for effect.]
See, where I'm from, we have ships that let us move between planets really easily. So I mostly grew up on the Galactic Republic's capital world, Coruscant. It's a planet that's entirely one huge city, built up and up, so far that you can't even see the surface anymore.
[ With total compliance, she will lead Kerra along the streets, tuning out the city's noises so she can listen to Kerra's description of her planet, and not along. Her hands are peacefully laced behind her back.
It's hard to imagine it, but she knows a specific definition for such a place... sci-fi, was it? Nevertheless, everything sounds much more futuristic than the current time back home. ]
So you could use ships... in space? How wonderful that you were that advanced! And from the sound of it, those who built the city seemed to wish they could reach the skies with their buildings. I find that pretty romantic.
It's hard to imagine it, but she knows a specific definition for such a place... sci-fi, was it? Nevertheless, everything sounds much more futuristic than the current time back home. ]
So you could use ships... in space? How wonderful that you were that advanced! And from the sound of it, those who built the city seemed to wish they could reach the skies with their buildings. I find that pretty romantic.
Yes, that's right. Some ships are big, meant for warfare or luxury, others are small. A bit like cars here, but pressurized to protect everyone inside.
[At the bit about the city, Kerra smiles warmly, bobbing her head at the notion. It is a little romantic, in a way, though she'd never really thought of it as such. The oddly poetic image cuts through some of her uncertainties about Coruscant's future, painting it in a more rosy light.]
I have to admit, I've never thought of it that way before, but yes I think so. Some of the highest towers scrape the upper atmosphere, and those have the most amazing views. When there's a storm, they're right up inside...and when it's clear you can see for miles and miles.
[If one liked cityscapes, Coruscant was probably an ideal home.]
I can show you some holos...photos...of it sometime, if you like cities?
[At the bit about the city, Kerra smiles warmly, bobbing her head at the notion. It is a little romantic, in a way, though she'd never really thought of it as such. The oddly poetic image cuts through some of her uncertainties about Coruscant's future, painting it in a more rosy light.]
I have to admit, I've never thought of it that way before, but yes I think so. Some of the highest towers scrape the upper atmosphere, and those have the most amazing views. When there's a storm, they're right up inside...and when it's clear you can see for miles and miles.
[If one liked cityscapes, Coruscant was probably an ideal home.]
I can show you some holos...photos...of it sometime, if you like cities?
[ A soft gasp, both at the descriptions and the offer. ]
I would love to look at them! Modern cities on Earth never had buildings as tall as the ones you've just described.
[ Lacing her hands together, she sighs wistfully. ]
Moreover, back in my time, very few buildings could be said to be that tall. Versailles was said to be one of the largest, at any rate.
I would love to look at them! Modern cities on Earth never had buildings as tall as the ones you've just described.
[ Lacing her hands together, she sighs wistfully. ]
Moreover, back in my time, very few buildings could be said to be that tall. Versailles was said to be one of the largest, at any rate.
Coruscant's had a few thousand years to develop upwards, so...it's really different from Earth.
[It's always been at the center of it all. Theory is that it's where humankind came from in a Galaxy Far Far Away.]
What's Versailles? Some place special?
[It's always been at the center of it all. Theory is that it's where humankind came from in a Galaxy Far Far Away.]
What's Versailles? Some place special?
[ It's been a while since Samatoki's participated in a festival. Sure, there are various festivals celebrated in Yokohama, but he's not really somebody who enjoys... well, fun things. He's a serious type of guy who prefers to do business rather than enjoy himself, but that's because he's had a pretty difficult life that the idea of fun was taken away from him at a young age.
Of course, he has his own idea of it. Punching people is fun............. His ideas aren't very good.
It's why he takes advantage of the peace here. He knows he has obligations in Yokohama and he has to take Japan back from the Party of Words, but he can't do that here. He has to go back, and until he's back, he'll just see what the life here has to offer.
Samatoki spots Marie in the festival grounds as she's exploring. He doesn't look particularly interested, but he actually is. ]
Yanno, you look like you're the kind of person who's surrounded by people. Lots of friends. I think I always catch you when you're alone.
[ Hi, Marie............ He means well, truly. ]
Of course, he has his own idea of it. Punching people is fun............. His ideas aren't very good.
It's why he takes advantage of the peace here. He knows he has obligations in Yokohama and he has to take Japan back from the Party of Words, but he can't do that here. He has to go back, and until he's back, he'll just see what the life here has to offer.
Samatoki spots Marie in the festival grounds as she's exploring. He doesn't look particularly interested, but he actually is. ]
Yanno, you look like you're the kind of person who's surrounded by people. Lots of friends. I think I always catch you when you're alone.
[ Hi, Marie............ He means well, truly. ]
[ The Queen nods, glad to reminish her previous home although not everything smelled like roses. ]
It was a big palace belonging to the French royalty. I lived there since the early times of my adolescence, all the way before my death.
[ It was... ironic that the one time she was allowed out for a lengthy amount of time was at the very end, when she was locked up in prison waiting for execution. Her smile shrinks a bit at the edges. ]
Thus it holds a special place in my heart, you see.
It was a big palace belonging to the French royalty. I lived there since the early times of my adolescence, all the way before my death.
[ It was... ironic that the one time she was allowed out for a lengthy amount of time was at the very end, when she was locked up in prison waiting for execution. Her smile shrinks a bit at the edges. ]
Thus it holds a special place in my heart, you see.
[ The festival's merry air affects Marie immediately in the form of unadulterated joy. Brightness, talented dancers and singers, the delicious smell of food... no matter how you look at it, there is no way anybody can't enjoy themselves in some way or another, and Marie most of all is a party girl of sorts.
It was by mere luck that Samatoki has caught her alone, what with the rush of friends she hung out with before they split ways. Things are never boring with her, when it comes to having friends surrounding her, one coming after the other. She knows how to keep herself busy.
His remark sounds odd, but still rings true, and the way he says it is amusing, so she chuckles at him. ]
Indeed, it must be fate that we always meet up in such a way! That just means we should now spend a bit of time together, non?
It was by mere luck that Samatoki has caught her alone, what with the rush of friends she hung out with before they split ways. Things are never boring with her, when it comes to having friends surrounding her, one coming after the other. She knows how to keep herself busy.
His remark sounds odd, but still rings true, and the way he says it is amusing, so she chuckles at him. ]
Indeed, it must be fate that we always meet up in such a way! That just means we should now spend a bit of time together, non?
That would make you royalty yourself, then? I imagine the palace was quite a marvel.
[It's not a detail that has a lot of meaning to a Jedi. Planetary monarchies are commonplace, but Republic members answer to the Senate, and the Jedi operate outside any hierarchy save their own. She's used to dealing with royals that are not nearly as pleasant as Marie.
A welcome change.]
You must have been quite influential, being chosen as you were.
[It is odd referring to people in the past tense, but Marie doesn't seem too dampered by anything.]
[It's not a detail that has a lot of meaning to a Jedi. Planetary monarchies are commonplace, but Republic members answer to the Senate, and the Jedi operate outside any hierarchy save their own. She's used to dealing with royals that are not nearly as pleasant as Marie.
A welcome change.]
You must have been quite influential, being chosen as you were.
[It is odd referring to people in the past tense, but Marie doesn't seem too dampered by anything.]
[ His forehead creases just a little. For a brief second, he looks uncomfortable with the idea of spending time with her. Samatoki doesn't dislike her, but he's not a very friendly person in general. ]
Non? [ Ah... maybe that means something? He's not sure, but he dismisses it pretty quickly so he can answer her actual question. ]
Uh... shouldn't you be spendin' time with your actual friends, though?
Non? [ Ah... maybe that means something? He's not sure, but he dismisses it pretty quickly so he can answer her actual question. ]
Uh... shouldn't you be spendin' time with your actual friends, though?
I have! And I am, right now, since you're also a friend of mine.
[ They're... friends. She decided that all by herself. No escape route for you, Samatoki!
And then, addressing his confusion: ]
Allow me to also apologize in advance if I insert some french here and there. I love my favourite language too much to resist.
[ They're... friends. She decided that all by herself. No escape route for you, Samatoki!
And then, addressing his confusion: ]
Allow me to also apologize in advance if I insert some french here and there. I love my favourite language too much to resist.
l'épée de la reine
[ When the Sinless managed to claim Tifa and him, the sweltering rage that bubbled up inside was palpable when they were finally set free. His resistance to the effects of the wine was quite strong though; the only visible change as of yet was the golden hue of his eyes. Cloud's hold a certain luster to them, no amount of magic and celestial influence able to quell the glow of mako underneath. The two fought and joined the efforts of the rescue team without a second thought. By all accounts, they really should have been running as well after all the effort the party went through in busting in. But that wasn't their style— no. They got busted out? Now they were going to bust heads and rescue as many other people as they can.
But the decision to remain behind, while not a costly one, certainly left them in the thick of it for far longer than intended. The ensuing skirmish and battle between the Moon Knights and chosen Moonblessed against the vulpine schemers was a challenging one. They weren't just deep within the basement dwellings either. Eventually, Cloud was successful in finding his stolen weaponry and clothing. What would eventually follow as he's eventually split from the others, was a more troubling confrontation. It's Cloud versus three Sinless deceivers, all very difficult to hit. That being said, the acerbic swordsman fights with the ferocity of an army. Illusory though his status may have been, he harbors the power of SOLDIER as their fight eventually leads to the outside and onto the rooftop. A multi-leveled structure that looks beautiful on the outside, it's betrayed by the corruption and sin that rots the foundation.
Even though Cloud and his opponents took the long way up, leaping and soaring through the sky while his captors gave chase, there were other ways of getting up here. As one Sinless thinks they've caught the swordsman's blind spot, he frees a hand up by tossing a sword in the air; he successfully snags them by the front of their outfit before mercilessly slamming them into the ground, the rooftop cracking beneath their body on impact. Bouncing from the force of the slam, it kills any air inside their lungs as they choke to gasp. Too bad that wasn't the end of it as their body is kicked straight off the rooftop. Come to think of it, they were pretty high up now... ]
Hmph—!
[ He catches his sword just in time, keeping up with now two attackers with parries and dodges across the roof, swinging back as he looks for a way to end this quick. Honestly, there's really no love lost for this place, so if he causes some damage? He'll do exactly that. Cloud’s fighting stance lowers, the edge of his massive blade tilted towards the Sinless. He couldn’t waste too much time here. ]
[ When the Sinless managed to claim Tifa and him, the sweltering rage that bubbled up inside was palpable when they were finally set free. His resistance to the effects of the wine was quite strong though; the only visible change as of yet was the golden hue of his eyes. Cloud's hold a certain luster to them, no amount of magic and celestial influence able to quell the glow of mako underneath. The two fought and joined the efforts of the rescue team without a second thought. By all accounts, they really should have been running as well after all the effort the party went through in busting in. But that wasn't their style— no. They got busted out? Now they were going to bust heads and rescue as many other people as they can.
But the decision to remain behind, while not a costly one, certainly left them in the thick of it for far longer than intended. The ensuing skirmish and battle between the Moon Knights and chosen Moonblessed against the vulpine schemers was a challenging one. They weren't just deep within the basement dwellings either. Eventually, Cloud was successful in finding his stolen weaponry and clothing. What would eventually follow as he's eventually split from the others, was a more troubling confrontation. It's Cloud versus three Sinless deceivers, all very difficult to hit. That being said, the acerbic swordsman fights with the ferocity of an army. Illusory though his status may have been, he harbors the power of SOLDIER as their fight eventually leads to the outside and onto the rooftop. A multi-leveled structure that looks beautiful on the outside, it's betrayed by the corruption and sin that rots the foundation.
Even though Cloud and his opponents took the long way up, leaping and soaring through the sky while his captors gave chase, there were other ways of getting up here. As one Sinless thinks they've caught the swordsman's blind spot, he frees a hand up by tossing a sword in the air; he successfully snags them by the front of their outfit before mercilessly slamming them into the ground, the rooftop cracking beneath their body on impact. Bouncing from the force of the slam, it kills any air inside their lungs as they choke to gasp. Too bad that wasn't the end of it as their body is kicked straight off the rooftop. Come to think of it, they were pretty high up now... ]
Hmph—!
[ He catches his sword just in time, keeping up with now two attackers with parries and dodges across the roof, swinging back as he looks for a way to end this quick. Honestly, there's really no love lost for this place, so if he causes some damage? He'll do exactly that. Cloud’s fighting stance lowers, the edge of his massive blade tilted towards the Sinless. He couldn’t waste too much time here. ]
Edited (coding fix my bad) 2019-07-27 06:32 (UTC)
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[ His brow twitches at that. What an odd thing to say. ]
You barely even know me and you're saying we're friends already.
[ Samatoki isn't really the most pleasant person around. No one's ever claimed to be his friend after a few encounters. (Then again, he helped her out during those times.) ]
I don't know any French words. [ Hm, wait... He starts thinking about it now. ] Is "croissant" French?
[ His brow twitches at that. What an odd thing to say. ]
You barely even know me and you're saying we're friends already.
[ Samatoki isn't really the most pleasant person around. No one's ever claimed to be his friend after a few encounters. (Then again, he helped her out during those times.) ]
I don't know any French words. [ Hm, wait... He starts thinking about it now. ] Is "croissant" French?
[ Having spent few months in this planet already, Marie is no longer a stranger to how certain situations end up getting spectacularly out of hand. Back home, it was basically the norm, but here it gains an extra touch of bizarre that can be entirely blamed on the variety of Moonblessed that share this space. Admittedly, having so many different people in one place also increases the potential of dramatic twists like the kidnapping plot in Obscuria, although fortunately in that case the solution was quite satisfactory and neither she nor her closest friends had been gravely injured from the ordeal.
However, back then, Marie still had a Master. Fighting against a big bad boss was greatly within her capacities, and Ritsuka's presence also calmed her heart in certain ways few other people ever did. Now that she's gone... the Queen has realized with abject horror that she's no longer a formidable stonewall against the bunch of seductive cultists of the Fox who so easily subjugated her and threw her in a jail.
Her stay within the captive walls had been relatively calm, aside from the wine's effects pricking through the barriers of rationality and spreading uncomfortable heat across every inch of her body's insides. The rescue forces, as predicted, had broken into the place and saved everyone, and a fleeting glance at a mirror had her recoil at how gold her eyes look now. Magic Resistance is a skill every Rider possesses, but her own was never that strong, and that's why she had to learn how to walk again as she stumbled and slipped her way out of obvious danger. After finding her clothes and the rose ring aiding her powers, she picked a direction and darted towards it without a second thought.
Such decision leads her to the building's rooftop. It doesn't even take a glance for her to understand how high up she currently is. Despite her decent Luck, all her golden eyes register is a fierce battle between the fox people and someone who clearly stands out from the rest, blonde hair shining among the storm of same-faced cultists. One particular impact from the man's attack causes Marie to struggle in order to keep her balance as the ground shakes under her feet, threatening to crumble. The late realization that her choice of action was quite poor dawns on her without mercy.
The man is visibly outnumbered, clearly needing assistance, and Marie can at least serve as a distraction for him to take the enemies down. But as he gets on a stance, she finally recognizes that face, and that hairstyle. Before her mind advises her against it, she beats it to the punch by crying out, certainly attracting more than a pair of eyes on her. ]
Cloud!
However, back then, Marie still had a Master. Fighting against a big bad boss was greatly within her capacities, and Ritsuka's presence also calmed her heart in certain ways few other people ever did. Now that she's gone... the Queen has realized with abject horror that she's no longer a formidable stonewall against the bunch of seductive cultists of the Fox who so easily subjugated her and threw her in a jail.
Her stay within the captive walls had been relatively calm, aside from the wine's effects pricking through the barriers of rationality and spreading uncomfortable heat across every inch of her body's insides. The rescue forces, as predicted, had broken into the place and saved everyone, and a fleeting glance at a mirror had her recoil at how gold her eyes look now. Magic Resistance is a skill every Rider possesses, but her own was never that strong, and that's why she had to learn how to walk again as she stumbled and slipped her way out of obvious danger. After finding her clothes and the rose ring aiding her powers, she picked a direction and darted towards it without a second thought.
Such decision leads her to the building's rooftop. It doesn't even take a glance for her to understand how high up she currently is. Despite her decent Luck, all her golden eyes register is a fierce battle between the fox people and someone who clearly stands out from the rest, blonde hair shining among the storm of same-faced cultists. One particular impact from the man's attack causes Marie to struggle in order to keep her balance as the ground shakes under her feet, threatening to crumble. The late realization that her choice of action was quite poor dawns on her without mercy.
The man is visibly outnumbered, clearly needing assistance, and Marie can at least serve as a distraction for him to take the enemies down. But as he gets on a stance, she finally recognizes that face, and that hairstyle. Before her mind advises her against it, she beats it to the punch by crying out, certainly attracting more than a pair of eyes on her. ]
Cloud!
I wouldn't say that was accurate. I was royalty, but my husband still had more power and influence than me. Even so, I had done my true best to aid my people when they were in dire need of support.
[ It... mattered little in the end, seeing as she was slandered and beaten to the curb after her death, by those she had loved and wished to protect; but she doesn't regret doing what she thought was right.
She briefly wonders if Kerra, too, would have believed those hateful stories at that time. ]
Nonetheless, because I was remembered by many, I eventually became a heroic spirit.
[ It... mattered little in the end, seeing as she was slandered and beaten to the curb after her death, by those she had loved and wished to protect; but she doesn't regret doing what she thought was right.
She briefly wonders if Kerra, too, would have believed those hateful stories at that time. ]
Nonetheless, because I was remembered by many, I eventually became a heroic spirit.
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