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Who: Riley/Lark and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide, video
Action: Huntress if they want it...?!
When: Late August 11/Early 12
[So, things happened. Teammates arrive. It's kind of a mess and so Lark-- Riley-- hasn't left her personnel room as much as she usually might. There's still random pictures being put up around the Huntress when she gets up to it, but mostly she's been sitting under the tiny window where she's shoved a desk and covered it with blankets and pillows.
This is the first time she's been without her Bay Window. Even before, it was the one thing that followed her. And while it didn't solve everything, even then, this false one doesn't seem to hold the same magic. It's not solving her feelings or her problems and it's. Well, lonely... for starters.
So it's eventually that she decides to say something again. It's more than a little bit of nervousness that she turns the communicator on holed up on her make-shift window seat as she brushes back her hair. ]
Hi, again. Sorry I don't say much-- But I wanted to ask something. Because this isn't my window and i t's not working because it's not got it's magic. And I don't think it will ever, because it's not actually a window and I need a window.
[Wow, Lark, calm down.] I have two names, Riley Matthews and Rainbow Lark. And they're both really important. Riley is what mom and daddy gave me [--a slip, to those who knew her, she only says daddy when she's upset. not that it's hard to tell--] Lark is the name Takshaka gave me, before I cam here. And at the time... I only really remembered them? I remember lots more not but. That's not the point.
I know a lot of people are here from different places. I've spoken to them. And it's hard because... Things feel different? And people say I'm not different, but that's. Places like this are way different then where we're from. So I wanted to ask...
What do you do about that? Are you really still you? I think that's it. I don't really understand anything at all right now.
[She looks a little apprehensive, but tries to smile warmly. She knows people will see this she doesn't want to exactly, but she's also not good at lying. And it's not that she doesn't think she can't be Riley-- she's still a mess and wants to do good for the people she loves that are here. So of course she sat in the window for a long time. It's probably too bad none of this made sense outside of head.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide, video
Action: Huntress if they want it...?!
When: Late August 11/Early 12
[So, things happened. Teammates arrive. It's kind of a mess and so Lark-- Riley-- hasn't left her personnel room as much as she usually might. There's still random pictures being put up around the Huntress when she gets up to it, but mostly she's been sitting under the tiny window where she's shoved a desk and covered it with blankets and pillows.
This is the first time she's been without her Bay Window. Even before, it was the one thing that followed her. And while it didn't solve everything, even then, this false one doesn't seem to hold the same magic. It's not solving her feelings or her problems and it's. Well, lonely... for starters.
So it's eventually that she decides to say something again. It's more than a little bit of nervousness that she turns the communicator on holed up on her make-shift window seat as she brushes back her hair. ]
Hi, again. Sorry I don't say much-- But I wanted to ask something. Because this isn't my window and i t's not working because it's not got it's magic. And I don't think it will ever, because it's not actually a window and I need a window.
[Wow, Lark, calm down.] I have two names, Riley Matthews and Rainbow Lark. And they're both really important. Riley is what mom and daddy gave me [--a slip, to those who knew her, she only says daddy when she's upset. not that it's hard to tell--] Lark is the name Takshaka gave me, before I cam here. And at the time... I only really remembered them? I remember lots more not but. That's not the point.
I know a lot of people are here from different places. I've spoken to them. And it's hard because... Things feel different? And people say I'm not different, but that's. Places like this are way different then where we're from. So I wanted to ask...
What do you do about that? Are you really still you? I think that's it. I don't really understand anything at all right now.
[She looks a little apprehensive, but tries to smile warmly. She knows people will see this she doesn't want to exactly, but she's also not good at lying. And it's not that she doesn't think she can't be Riley-- she's still a mess and wants to do good for the people she loves that are here. So of course she sat in the window for a long time. It's probably too bad none of this made sense outside of head.]
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Of course you're still you. It's like... when you're ten, you get the choice to join an art club or a sports club. Say you pick art, learn how to draw or sculpt or whatever, and that's still you five years later. Or if you picked the other one, grow up getting all sporty and strong and agile and stuff, that's still you, too. Just because you aren't the same as when you were ten doesn't mean you aren't you, right?
I mean, that's simplifying it to the extreme but the same idea applies. Probably.
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I don't even know who I want to be.
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Then just do what you want to do. This isn't wormhole science here. That shit gets complicated.
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H-Hi?
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[She'll refrain from 'Lady Matthews' for now, with the name problem she seems to be having.]
I thought you may wish to talk.
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Okay, but I should warn you that the window in here is broken.
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By design, I imagine, that we may breathe.
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[ flaps arm at the makeshift baywindow. which is just her desk covered in a blanket and loosely decorated around a small port hole. it is not a very effective window. ]
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If that is what offers your heart solace, then may I sit with you for a bit?
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... I apologize if this seems forward of me. Yet you are kin to Marhi, and she to me. Though I do not know you well, I would call you kin as well.
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I'd like to think of you like that, too, it's okay. I just have a lot of questions.
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Ask what you wish.
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[ moves to the desssk. ]
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... Would you rather ask about me, or the matter weighing upon your heart?
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You can be different, and still be yourself. [ Hmmm, she pauses, words are hard to come by for her and she seems extremely thoughtful. ] Change is...natural. And names -- you can have more than one, and not be selfish for wanting them.
I have many names, and have changed much, but that does not make me any less me. As long as you are happy with the changes.
[ And then she lets out a small hum of consideration; this is more words strung together than she's said in a long time, to be quite honest. ]
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I don't know if I'm happy about the changes. But I love the people I met because of it.
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Then...couldn't you accept the changes and keep your past, too? People who you love...they love you too.
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Stefan takes a while to reply, though he tries hard to keep his voice as reassuring as possible:] I wonder about that myself, but... your memories or your names don't have to define you. They're not who you are if you don't want them to be.
I guess, what I'm trying to say is... don't feel like you have to be just Riley or just Lark. You can still be both. [Or so he's coming to learn, even if he hasn't fully accepted it himself yet.]
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[ Frowns slightly, and brushes more hair back. Riley only saw good things. Lark saw people get hurt, knew people died, and those were things Riley never faced. It's different. ] I didn't even know who Riley was going to be yet, though.
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I mean more, you've got two sets of memories rolling in your head, right? Go with the ones that make the most sense to you depending on what's going on.
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I'd still say you were still you. Not the same you, because you've experienced things that probably don't even exist in your world, right? That sort of thing would change anypony. But that doesn't stop you being you, there's always things that stick, right? The important things. Everything else just builds around that. Like the walls to a foundation of a house.
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NO FUCK IT IT'S A TALKING PONY. And at least she sounds delighted ]
Are you real or am I dreaming you?
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I am absolutely one hundred per cent real and definitely not the figment of anypony's subconscious.
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[ she totally forgot what she was talking about ]
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I...yeah, sure, why not. I'm Cheese Sandwich. I'm glad I made your day awesome just by existing, apparently.
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yes. The poor kid, he feels for her. ]You're always going to be you. The name and location doesn't define you; you're just making another promise. Something like that...you should just go with your gut.
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