[ She like... had some general ideas based off of how he acts, says things, and also because his profile says something like 700, but she never really asked for details.
She is now clearly trying to imagine what he looked like as a young..er... person with purple-ish eyes. ]
...I don't recall. But, I know of the circumstances. It involved something that would be forbidden on the place I was staying long ago.
[ A pause as Rodya seems to have difficult time picturing it...perhaps.
After a moment of hesitation, he extracts a photograph and shows it to her, pointing wordlessly at a white-haired man with his attire. There are other people there as well, but it is what it is. ]
She's just :o as she receives photo. Looks at it and then at him. Remembering how so much of the HCQ just has pale hair and then there's Dan Feng is so funny to me. ]
Whoa! The deep lore!
[ Because honestly she would have never guessed/expected to be presented with this. She's also a 'I'll keep my secrets here with me and one day I'll die' person so, you know. But for real, she looks at the picture and there's some vague bubble of emotion and thought. An almost wistfulness underneath a swathe of just genuine thought that this is a nice picture. ]
Yeah, Blade thinks a visual representation of the differences works best; not exactly something he'd show off willy-nilly, but there it is. ]
...Pretty is one word for it.
[ It is ironic since he doesn't recall much. But something like this he thinks he always ends up immediately recalling in vague ways; either way, it is complicated, but also important to him. ]
It was taken in a place in the Xianzhou Alliance. I can't recall the reason, but there were many battles fought against a powerful enemy. It might have been where we made a promise of some sort or simply celebrating a victory.
[ That seems nice. Rodya... has no keepsakes from her past life to show in return, unfortunately -- aside from her axe, which isn't exactly good memories.
She returns the photo. ]
You ever feel like you wanna go back to those days?
Something...like that. They are no longer my friends.
They were the friends of the man I was before. A man whose memories I hold no longer. And some of them have — changed.
[ Therefore, he can't quite make the connection anymore. He says 'changed' to imply that they too are no longer the same; one 'dead', some a complete transformation. He takes the photo back. Bittersweet; something he will keep as a memento.
"You would've gotten along with 'her' the best...perhaps." Comes a thought anyway as he looks over at Baiheng. ]
Yes, I do. I know it's futile. I have told myself it is impossible, but I wish I could, even if I no longer have the right.
She's still got a bit of a smile, but it's placid and quiet, maybe almost a tad sardonic -- but more bare than her usual wide grins and loud attitude. ]
Yeah. Would nice to just go back and rewind everything, huh?
[ Like they do at the LCB for every time she dies, but for her entire life instead. That'd be too easy then though, wouldn't it? But she can't go back, and she doesn't have the right to move on, either. ]
He thinks back to the memory he witnessed of her, with those people. The consequences. A loss of life that could no longer be regained; a past that one can never return to.
Blade sees the future ahead with a different perspective, but the actions that granted consequences...they can never be erased. On either one of their parts. ]
...It would. We can't change what happened. Our actions will linger; with an inability to be wiped clean. And it is foolish to even consider pretending it all didn't happen.
But, the desire to reverse it all will never leave.
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[ She like... had some general ideas based off of how he acts, says things, and also because his profile says something like 700, but she never really asked for details.
She is now clearly trying to imagine what he looked like as a young..er... person with purple-ish eyes. ]
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...I don't recall. But, I know of the circumstances. It involved something that would be forbidden on the place I was staying long ago.
[ A pause as Rodya seems to have difficult time picturing it...perhaps.
After a moment of hesitation, he extracts a photograph and shows it to her, pointing wordlessly at a white-haired man with his attire. There are other people there as well, but it is what it is. ]
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She's just :o as she receives photo. Looks at it and then at him. Remembering how so much of the HCQ just has pale hair and then there's Dan Feng is so funny to me. ]
Whoa! The deep lore!
[ Because honestly she would have never guessed/expected to be presented with this. She's also a 'I'll keep my secrets here with me and one day I'll die' person so, you know. But for real, she looks at the picture and there's some vague bubble of emotion and thought. An almost wistfulness underneath a swathe of just genuine thought that this is a nice picture. ]
Wherever this is, it looks pretty.
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Yeah, Blade thinks a visual representation of the differences works best; not exactly something he'd show off willy-nilly, but there it is. ]
...Pretty is one word for it.
[ It is ironic since he doesn't recall much. But something like this he thinks he always ends up immediately recalling in vague ways; either way, it is complicated, but also important to him. ]
It was taken in a place in the Xianzhou Alliance. I can't recall the reason, but there were many battles fought against a powerful enemy. It might have been where we made a promise of some sort or simply celebrating a victory.
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[ That seems nice. Rodya... has no keepsakes from her past life to show in return, unfortunately -- aside from her axe, which isn't exactly good memories.
She returns the photo. ]
You ever feel like you wanna go back to those days?
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They were the friends of the man I was before. A man whose memories I hold no longer. And some of them have — changed.
[ Therefore, he can't quite make the connection anymore. He says 'changed' to imply that they too are no longer the same; one 'dead', some a complete transformation. He takes the photo back. Bittersweet; something he will keep as a memento.
"You would've gotten along with 'her' the best...perhaps." Comes a thought anyway as he looks over at Baiheng. ]
Yes, I do. I know it's futile. I have told myself it is impossible, but I wish I could, even if I no longer have the right.
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She's still got a bit of a smile, but it's placid and quiet, maybe almost a tad sardonic -- but more bare than her usual wide grins and loud attitude. ]
Yeah. Would nice to just go back and rewind everything, huh?
[ Like they do at the LCB for every time she dies, but for her entire life instead. That'd be too easy then though, wouldn't it? But she can't go back, and she doesn't have the right to move on, either. ]
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He thinks back to the memory he witnessed of her, with those people. The consequences. A loss of life that could no longer be regained; a past that one can never return to.
Blade sees the future ahead with a different perspective, but the actions that granted consequences...they can never be erased. On either one of their parts. ]
...It would. We can't change what happened. Our actions will linger; with an inability to be wiped clean. And it is foolish to even consider pretending it all didn't happen.
But, the desire to reverse it all will never leave.