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driftfleet2018-04-22 11:52 am
therewerefifty) wrote in driftfleet2018-04-22 11:52 am
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Drifting
Who: Makie and you!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Twin Roses / Iskaulit
When: Nowish
[Makie moves back into the Twin Roses with a lack of fanfare. It's comforting to at least come back to a place with a room that still reads as distinctly hers; the peasant dresses are still tucked away. The replacement weapon she had made is still here. Her assurance that she has another life waiting for her in Adstring is gone. So now, this ship is the only home she has.
She's spent the last weeks rebuilding her stamina, even if it's just by walking the length of the cargo bay and taking long walks through the Iskaulit. She'll always be a ghastly pale woman, but she no longer has to stop quite so often to get her breath back, and a recovered appetite means she's finally putting a little meat back on her bones.
She still drifts through the weeks quietly enough. There's a lot to take in.
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Today she owns the melancholy she feels, taking a trip down to the Iskaulit to visit the memory tree. Her own name is attached here; it's a vague sort of surprise. She reaches out to remove it, hesitates. Then finally plucks it from the tree only to move it, clipping it to the piece of card with Lilly's name scrawled on it. That Makie is long gone, and maybe she gets a happy ending. It doesn't matter. It just feels right.
Then she settles quietly by the tree, Misty's shamisen in her lap, and plays.]
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Twin Roses / Iskaulit
When: Nowish
[Makie moves back into the Twin Roses with a lack of fanfare. It's comforting to at least come back to a place with a room that still reads as distinctly hers; the peasant dresses are still tucked away. The replacement weapon she had made is still here. Her assurance that she has another life waiting for her in Adstring is gone. So now, this ship is the only home she has.
She's spent the last weeks rebuilding her stamina, even if it's just by walking the length of the cargo bay and taking long walks through the Iskaulit. She'll always be a ghastly pale woman, but she no longer has to stop quite so often to get her breath back, and a recovered appetite means she's finally putting a little meat back on her bones.
She still drifts through the weeks quietly enough. There's a lot to take in.
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Today she owns the melancholy she feels, taking a trip down to the Iskaulit to visit the memory tree. Her own name is attached here; it's a vague sort of surprise. She reaches out to remove it, hesitates. Then finally plucks it from the tree only to move it, clipping it to the piece of card with Lilly's name scrawled on it. That Makie is long gone, and maybe she gets a happy ending. It doesn't matter. It just feels right.
Then she settles quietly by the tree, Misty's shamisen in her lap, and plays.]
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That's probably not the point. She smiles a little.] They always come back to you, don't they? Everyone...needs some time on their own. As long as it's not always.
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[She's just plainly curious now.]
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There's no need to apologise. I wasn't judging you, Sorey. I'm just happy that you aren't alone.
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Sorey turns a little to face her better, drawing up to kneel instead of just lounging beside her.] Would you bring anyone here with you, if you could?
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I'm not sure I have the right. They may be happier where they are.
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...Lilly. I don't know if you met her during her stay here.
And Kagehisa. My... husband.
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...Kagehisa-sama... has other goals he wishes to achieve. He may have little chance of completing them now, but even so. I don't think he would thank me for it.
[He loves her. But she isn't his world, the way he is hers.]
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His goals involve changing the fate of our country. It's an ambition vaster and more important to him than any simple love he can have for another.
[It's not important to her. Not personally. But she would have stood with him to the end.]
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[Looks down at their hands clasped.] But when I think about him being without me, for years and years...it hurts. It hurts like someone's tied a weight to my heart, and is trying to pull it right out of me.
[Glances back up at Makie.] I don't know anything about you or your husband, but I know it's possible to both have goals you know you must accomplish, but also love someone with everything you have. I'm sure that if he feels that way, if he knew you were suffering, if he could possibly go to you...he would.
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He...
[Well. She remembers, suddenly, tears in a forest. Because she was dying to illness, and it wasn't something he could stop. Such frustration.]
Perhaps... if people do go home from here. I just don't know if they do anymore. But if--
If so, I wish he'd come.
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The ache in Makie's voice, reluctant but still longing, both amplifies and eases some of Sorey's own.
After a moment he releases her hand, withdrawing back to himself, returning her space to her.] ...d'you mind playing another song? If you're up for it.
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Instead of responding, she pulls the shamisen and its bachi back to her lap and plays. Most of her songs are melancholy things. She chooses an older melody that evokes a sort of peace instead.]