[What a precious young lady!]
Hello Anise! I'm Rosamund! It's lovely to meet you as well!
[Beaming brightly!
Also regret to inform you that though she is v beautiful and princessy, she is also a) covered in scars from B) several briars that are growing out of and around her body and c) has a tattered and stained gown that's long beyond hope of repair. Also there's a thorn bow and arrows strung over her back.]
You're making the rounds as well? There's so many people, even with the little guidebook it's hard to keep track of them all.
Hello Anise! I'm Rosamund! It's lovely to meet you as well!
[Beaming brightly!
Also regret to inform you that though she is v beautiful and princessy, she is also a) covered in scars from B) several briars that are growing out of and around her body and c) has a tattered and stained gown that's long beyond hope of repair. Also there's a thorn bow and arrows strung over her back.]
You're making the rounds as well? There's so many people, even with the little guidebook it's hard to keep track of them all.
Yes, it does. [A little inevitable, considering what manner of curse it is. Still, there's no point in alarming the young lady. Rosamund pops on a smile and clasps her hands together.] But I'm okay! I've had it for a while, so I've gotten used to it. It's nothing for you to worry about. I'm fine!
[Please believe her.]
...Anyway, how are you finding things here? Have you made many friends?
[Please believe her.]
...Anyway, how are you finding things here? Have you made many friends?
[Even if no one's asked her and she doesn't know so many of them so well, Rosamund worries about the younger crew members. It's why she makes a point of tracking the sweet thing with pigtails all the way to the Observation Deck. Rosamund draws close, bow at her back but much less on the warpath than she had been the first time.
There's no clues to find except in places where they can't reach. That's their game.]
Hey there, Anise was it?
There's no clues to find except in places where they can't reach. That's their game.]
Hey there, Anise was it?
I'll say.
[Rosamund draws even with her, putting a hand on the window and taking a look herself. They've never been comforting from this angle, this cold spackling of spots. Planet-side they hold majesty and wonder, but among them she only feels a spectacular loneliness.]
Are you doing okay, though? Have you talked to anyone since you've, um. Since you've heard?
[Rosamund draws even with her, putting a hand on the window and taking a look herself. They've never been comforting from this angle, this cold spackling of spots. Planet-side they hold majesty and wonder, but among them she only feels a spectacular loneliness.]
Are you doing okay, though? Have you talked to anyone since you've, um. Since you've heard?
Me too.
[Rosamund's having trouble going back in herself. This is the third time she's swung by, deterred by other crew-mates already giving their respects or by her own quaking nerves. At least Anise isn't imposing, and she doesn't feel like she needs to defend herself talking to her. Everything is exhausting and she wishes this day were over.]
I know he was scared about what might happen otherwise.
[Rosamund's having trouble going back in herself. This is the third time she's swung by, deterred by other crew-mates already giving their respects or by her own quaking nerves. At least Anise isn't imposing, and she doesn't feel like she needs to defend herself talking to her. Everything is exhausting and she wishes this day were over.]
I know he was scared about what might happen otherwise.
Yes, of course. I worry about everyone.
[Though with a little extra emphasis on the younger set.]
I'm glad to hear it. I'm okay too, thank you, I'm just...making the rounds, so to speak.
[She flashes her a smile.]
What sort of weird stuff is it you deal with?
[Though with a little extra emphasis on the younger set.]
I'm glad to hear it. I'm okay too, thank you, I'm just...making the rounds, so to speak.
[She flashes her a smile.]
What sort of weird stuff is it you deal with?
You think so?
[The laugh is small and rather breathless.]
I've...I've killed before, of course. But this was just...it felt a little like salt in the wound. He didn't want to be alive. Maybe he wouldn't have attacked me if I'd just listened.
[Given him the arrow.
She still thinks it would have been too clumsy, especially if he only did the neck. But maybe he still would have preferred that.]
[The laugh is small and rather breathless.]
I've...I've killed before, of course. But this was just...it felt a little like salt in the wound. He didn't want to be alive. Maybe he wouldn't have attacked me if I'd just listened.
[Given him the arrow.
She still thinks it would have been too clumsy, especially if he only did the neck. But maybe he still would have preferred that.]

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