SOTHIS ([personal profile] starfelled) wrote in [community profile] garregmach2019-09-28 01:58 pm

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[ It's been a few days since the first arrivals trickled in to this iteration of the monastery, and there's been some improvement to the area, at least.

Which is fortunate, really, because the clouds have finally decided to open up and let out a torrential downpour.

The grass out in the courtyard almost immediately becomes saturated with water, squishing beneath people's feet as they step through it. Drainage in the monastery is a real problem in some parts, particularly near the marketplace area. Slowly, as time passes, pools begin to form, though some of the remaining debris serves as a decent buffer between the water and whatever crates merchants may have left behind. It may be a good idea to salvage some of that, though it's not likely to be ruined thanks to said debris. In general, it's likely a rude awakening for any new arrivals.

Of course, some would say that rainy days are the best when it comes to fishing; some would even say they're right, given how the fish seem to be out in droves at the lake. If one didn't mind potentially getting soaked, they could bring in a real haul during this rainstorm. The dining hall is not nearly as well stocked as it had been in its heyday, so this could potentially be beneficial for the community.

For some, it's likely best to stay inside and find shelter from the rain. Thankfully, most of the monastery roofing seems to be intact, save for a few sizeable holes in the cathedral. Still, that doesn't mean there isn't a leak here and there, so watch your step, particularly in the dining hall and the second floor of the dormitories as well. It might not be a bad idea to put a few buckets out to catch all that water . . .
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[personal profile] crimsonflower 2019-10-03 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[His words give her pause. She halts what she's doing, red gloves through white hair, and stares at the fire. Pointedly refusing to look at him.

Slowly, as she gathers the words she'd like to use, her hand pulls through the rest of her hair. Dimitri's observation is absolutely correct, and while she doesn't know how closely he's watching her she tries to stay guarded at all times no matter what.

Her time growing up with her uncle Arundel helped perfect her poker face.]


An Emperor needs to be. My father was a good man, but he was soft and the insurrection made it so he could never be strong.
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[personal profile] azuremoon 2019-10-03 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
I am somewhat envious. A king needs that strength as well, but I do not know if I will ever get there.

[No matter how much time passes, he's always going to be Dimitri — if that means crying in front of the entire capital, that's just how it is. He shakes his head.]

Still, it is regrettable that such strength is necessary. Whichever of us prevails, I hope that we can build a kinder world.
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[personal profile] crimsonflower 2019-10-05 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Yes. The world I hope to create may not even have a place for me to belong after I step down, but Fodlan will be the better for it. A world in which the circumstances of your birth are not what decides your destiny.

[A world in which everyone cuts their own path.

Edelgard pushes her hair back over her shoulder. The impossibly long waves now hiding what little bit of unblemished skin she has besides her face. A beautiful, unmarked back. Always protected by others.]
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[personal profile] azuremoon 2019-10-05 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Unknowingly, he echoes her thoughts almost word for word:]

A world where everyone can cut their own path...

[They want the same thing in the end, they really do. Can they maybe settle their differences? Dimitri looks up toward the ceiling.]

...I spoke with — Sothis.

[Is this how Ashe feels when Dimitri tries to get him to use his name instead of saying "Your Highness"? It's definitely uncomfortable!]

She would like to speak with you again.
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[personal profile] crimsonflower 2019-10-05 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[She nearly flinches when his worlds speak her mind.]

It is not as if there is anywhere for me to hide here. She can find me if she needs to.
Edited 2019-10-05 19:32 (UTC)
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[personal profile] azuremoon 2019-10-05 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
That she can, but she seemed to think you would not want to talk with her. I think...

[He trails off, unsure of how to phrase this. It isn't as if Dimitri lacks eloquence, but finding the right words to say in a situation like this is difficult.]

I think she wants to help. She did not go into details, but I believe she was somehow... trapped. Her memories are jumbled. Even so, I get the impression that perhaps, at one point, the goddess we were raised to believe in did exist.
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[personal profile] crimsonflower 2019-10-05 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
...You are truly a very soft man, Dimitri. You believe the best in others and wish to take things at face value. Perhaps in a time of peace people would sing you the highest praise for being the most benevolent king.

[But she cannot bear to hear it anymore. Talks of hope and compromise makes her uneasy. Edelgard stands in hopes to distance herself from him.]
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[personal profile] azuremoon 2019-10-05 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[He opens his mouth to call her back, but the words stick in his throat. For whatever reason, it's clear that he is causing her pain right now, and as she said, he's soft. He doesn't want to do that. Dimitri doesn't even register the compliment (though it was half an insult), simply staring at her back with a furrowed brow.

Mending this bridge is difficult, indeed.]