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mementovivere) wrote2013-04-26 08:07 am
mementovivere) wrote2013-04-26 08:07 am
~Harvest Scramble~
Owain: Hey. Can I ask you something?
Inigo: Hm? What? Why the serious face? It's not like you at all. If you're not careful, you'll scare off the few girls who haven't already evacuated!
Owain: Be serious, Inigo. This is important.
Inigo: Fine, fine. I'm sorry. What's your question?
Owain: ...How many people have you killed? Since coming to this time period.
Inigo: Wha--?! Owain! What kind of question is that? If this is more of your usual fun and games, it hardly seems appropriate.
Owain: Do I sound like I'm playing?
Inigo: ... Very well. Let's see... Honestly, I...I've lost count by now.
Owain: You too...
Inigo: Why do you ask? Why now?
Owain: Something about the bright lights and festive decorations here just... I dunno. It got me thinking about things. Like...of my first time... How hard it was.
Inigo: Strangely, I think I know what you mean. There was nothing like this in our time. Gathering to celebrate was unimaginable. Life for us was all just running and fighting. But on the other hand, we only had to fight the Risen. They weren't...
Owain: Right. It wasn't until we got to this era that we were forced to fight the living.
Inigo: I'll never forget the nights I spent here before meeting up with the rest of you. All alone, fighting... Killing just to say alive.
Owain: That transition was hard for all of us...
Inigo: It nearly crushed me, taking my first life...
Owain: I remember my hands trembling, tears blinding me... I couldn't sleep for days.
Inigo: Yeah... In our time, human life was the most precious thing imaginable. But the moment we arrived here, that all changed... We began claiming it. You can't just flip a switch, like magic, and be able to kill the very next day.
Owain: Which world do you think is harder to live in?
Inigo: Well, there's no doubt the future was a bleaker, harsher place. Not a day went by I didn't see humans being hunted and cut down by the Risen.
Owain: Our parents among them... Nonetheless, this world has more than its share of harsh experiences. I suppose we have to face them as we fight to bring them to an end.
Inigo: ...And we will. Gods, I hope we will.
Two turns later
Owain: So about what we were discussing earlier... What do we do about it? Where do we go from here?
Inigo: To Grima's door. We kick it in and beat him down to save our future. What else is there?
Owain: No, I know, but...something feels off. In the future, all we had to think about was fighting Grima and the Risen. Things were awful, but simple. But now...in the past, there are living, breathing people standing in our way.
Inigo: You're worried about losing sight of who it is we're really fighting?
Owain: ......
Inigo: We've got to face facts, Owain. Our enemy is anyone standing in the way of a peaceful future. Right? The Risen, Grima, their allies... They're all enemies of that peace.
Owain: I guess it's unavoidable, huh... Ugh. Ours was never an easy fate, and it just gets more complicated every day.
Inigo: We all knew it would be hard, but that's why we're here. To change our fate. Right? We just have to have faith.
Owain: I do.
Inigo: Then you've not cause to waver. We're not just fighting for family, but for mankind! We're out to save the world, Owain. But great things come at great cost. If we start second-guessing ourselves, we'll never see it through. ...Right?
Owain: You're right. Doubt like this will only get us killed. Hope for a better future brought us here, and I can't be second-guessing that. ...Besides, I know I'm not bearing this burden alone. It's hard on everyone.
Inigo: We're all in this together, Owain. We've all lost people dear to us. We can try to put on a brave face, but those memories will always bubble up. ...Today just happened to be your day of doubt.
Owain: B-Blast my moment's weakness... But fear not this devilry, my friend! 'Twas but the dark whimsy of wicked spirits!
Inigo: Now, there's the Owain I know and completely fail to understand.
Owain: What's to understand?! It's simple--I am the chosen warrior of light!
Inigo: Yes, good, good. Well, it would seem my work here is done. Now, let's have a smile before I go. We are at a festival, after all.
Owain: The warrior of light has no time for smiling! Only grim and sober smiting...for justice!
Inigo: Heh, very well. I guess I'll take it.
Owain: ...Hey, Inigo? Inigo: Hm? Owain: Sorry for the strange questions and all the self-doubt today. If you ever need a shoulder to lean on, I'll always be willing to listen.
Inigo: Oh? Are you sure? Listening's never been your forte...
Owain: Hey! I'll have you know--
Inigo: Ha ha. Easy now. Stay that sword hand of yours--I was just kidding. I know I can count on you when it really matters, Owain. And I appreciate it.
Inigo: Hm? What? Why the serious face? It's not like you at all. If you're not careful, you'll scare off the few girls who haven't already evacuated!
Owain: Be serious, Inigo. This is important.
Inigo: Fine, fine. I'm sorry. What's your question?
Owain: ...How many people have you killed? Since coming to this time period.
Inigo: Wha--?! Owain! What kind of question is that? If this is more of your usual fun and games, it hardly seems appropriate.
Owain: Do I sound like I'm playing?
Inigo: ... Very well. Let's see... Honestly, I...I've lost count by now.
Owain: You too...
Inigo: Why do you ask? Why now?
Owain: Something about the bright lights and festive decorations here just... I dunno. It got me thinking about things. Like...of my first time... How hard it was.
Inigo: Strangely, I think I know what you mean. There was nothing like this in our time. Gathering to celebrate was unimaginable. Life for us was all just running and fighting. But on the other hand, we only had to fight the Risen. They weren't...
Owain: Right. It wasn't until we got to this era that we were forced to fight the living.
Inigo: I'll never forget the nights I spent here before meeting up with the rest of you. All alone, fighting... Killing just to say alive.
Owain: That transition was hard for all of us...
Inigo: It nearly crushed me, taking my first life...
Owain: I remember my hands trembling, tears blinding me... I couldn't sleep for days.
Inigo: Yeah... In our time, human life was the most precious thing imaginable. But the moment we arrived here, that all changed... We began claiming it. You can't just flip a switch, like magic, and be able to kill the very next day.
Owain: Which world do you think is harder to live in?
Inigo: Well, there's no doubt the future was a bleaker, harsher place. Not a day went by I didn't see humans being hunted and cut down by the Risen.
Owain: Our parents among them... Nonetheless, this world has more than its share of harsh experiences. I suppose we have to face them as we fight to bring them to an end.
Inigo: ...And we will. Gods, I hope we will.
Two turns later
Owain: So about what we were discussing earlier... What do we do about it? Where do we go from here?
Inigo: To Grima's door. We kick it in and beat him down to save our future. What else is there?
Owain: No, I know, but...something feels off. In the future, all we had to think about was fighting Grima and the Risen. Things were awful, but simple. But now...in the past, there are living, breathing people standing in our way.
Inigo: You're worried about losing sight of who it is we're really fighting?
Owain: ......
Inigo: We've got to face facts, Owain. Our enemy is anyone standing in the way of a peaceful future. Right? The Risen, Grima, their allies... They're all enemies of that peace.
Owain: I guess it's unavoidable, huh... Ugh. Ours was never an easy fate, and it just gets more complicated every day.
Inigo: We all knew it would be hard, but that's why we're here. To change our fate. Right? We just have to have faith.
Owain: I do.
Inigo: Then you've not cause to waver. We're not just fighting for family, but for mankind! We're out to save the world, Owain. But great things come at great cost. If we start second-guessing ourselves, we'll never see it through. ...Right?
Owain: You're right. Doubt like this will only get us killed. Hope for a better future brought us here, and I can't be second-guessing that. ...Besides, I know I'm not bearing this burden alone. It's hard on everyone.
Inigo: We're all in this together, Owain. We've all lost people dear to us. We can try to put on a brave face, but those memories will always bubble up. ...Today just happened to be your day of doubt.
Owain: B-Blast my moment's weakness... But fear not this devilry, my friend! 'Twas but the dark whimsy of wicked spirits!
Inigo: Now, there's the Owain I know and completely fail to understand.
Owain: What's to understand?! It's simple--I am the chosen warrior of light!
Inigo: Yes, good, good. Well, it would seem my work here is done. Now, let's have a smile before I go. We are at a festival, after all.
Owain: The warrior of light has no time for smiling! Only grim and sober smiting...for justice!
Inigo: Heh, very well. I guess I'll take it.
Owain: ...Hey, Inigo? Inigo: Hm? Owain: Sorry for the strange questions and all the self-doubt today. If you ever need a shoulder to lean on, I'll always be willing to listen.
Inigo: Oh? Are you sure? Listening's never been your forte...
Owain: Hey! I'll have you know--
Inigo: Ha ha. Easy now. Stay that sword hand of yours--I was just kidding. I know I can count on you when it really matters, Owain. And I appreciate it.