nobody's in the mood for recording 6.9: the post-trial garden tea "party"

[tsunderine]

The flowers that bloomed at the end of the trial are ones that only seem to prove, continuously, that the road to hell is paved with good intentions.

Of course, it's only natural that many of the people are full of mixed emotions - grief? sadness? anger? frustration? maybe something else completely different?

But it's there, along with the end of the week.

Miasma still continues to be around, of course - but make use of the fact that this might be the last time it'll be at a low level one before it shoots up again.


Well.

Life continues as usual, disregarding any feelings that any of the house's occupants might be feeling.

So what are you doing these next two days?

Comments

[oxidegreen]

[Tilting her head.]

...About themselves?

[dreamshielder]

[He shakes his head.]

No, I meant... [Hmmmm.] ... they're more carefree. Trust and make friends easily. Things of that nature. Don't you think so?

[oxidegreen]

[Ah. She nods at that.]

That's true. I think... there are many warm people here.

[dreamshielder]

Yes. I;m not used to that.

And what about you? WHat have you learned?

[oxidegreen]

[She falls silent there for a moment before:]

I think that... my parents were right. Maybe.

I'm not sure yet.

[dreamshielder]

What did your parents say?

[oxidegreen]

...

"One day... One day, people will understand your power and accept you."

[It sounds like a direct quote - no, something repeated, over and over, ingrained into one's memory so deeply it could never be lost.]

[dreamshielder]

....

[Ah.

Ah, yes. This was just the wake up call he needed, wasn't it? He doesn't really know what he was expecting to hear from Marona, but given how much was similar between them, he halfway expected something.,, kind, perhaps, but not the antithesis of his own parents.

His expression falters, gaze distant as he looks down at his pillow.]

That must've been very nice to hear.

[oxidegreen]

...They needed to give some kind of explanation to their child, I think. When everyone else in the world hated me before I could even understand why.

But my memories of them ended when I turned five. So that's why I don't have anything very happy to share with you.

[dreamshielder]

[[He takes a deep breath, expression clearing some into a more calculated neutral.]

I understand.

And for what it's worth, they were right. Even if this is an abysmal place to have found some truth.

[oxidegreen]

[...?]

...Well, it seems that way for now, at least.

[Part of her's still waiting for the other shoe to drop.]

[dreamshielder]

I wouldn't worry about that changing any time soon.

[They are, after all, stuck in a house where being able to see ghosties is pretty valuable.]

[oxidegreen]

Even if their understanding of my power doesn't change, their opinions could.

[She's speaking from experience.]

[dreamshielder]

That's something you actually have control over.

[Being born with powers considered shitty? Not exactly something you can do anything about.]

[oxidegreen]

To a certain extent.

[People are very good at deciding on scapegoats, though.]

[dreamshielder]

If you're looking for people who will never turn on you, never change their opinion of you based on your actions, then you're going to be looking for a very long time.

[oxidegreen]

I know.

[dreamshielder]

[And here he'll go quiet, unless Marona has anything else to say.]

[oxidegreen]

[Nope. Good talk, kids.]