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caelumserver2024-01-26 12:23 pm
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โจ two truths and a lie!
Username/Display Name: summer / ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐โจ
Server Channel: #general
Time: idk sometime in the afternoon
Well well, would you look at that? The place didnโt burn itself down while I was gone, though not for lack of trying. Or so Iโve been told.
Anyway, it looks like weโve acquired some new faces in the last month. In the grand tradition of the hotel forcing us to get to know one another, why donโt we play a little game?
Is everyone familiar with โtwo truths and a lieโ? Itโs simple enough. List three things about yourself, one of which is not true. Others must guess which is the lie.
Here, Iโll go first.
[ TL;DR - Weโre playing two truths and a lie now! Thread hop around and tag each other! Winter will be hopping around to play too, but if folks just want to chat with him now that heโs back that is also fine! ]
Server Channel: #general
Time: idk sometime in the afternoon
Well well, would you look at that? The place didnโt burn itself down while I was gone, though not for lack of trying. Or so Iโve been told.
Anyway, it looks like weโve acquired some new faces in the last month. In the grand tradition of the hotel forcing us to get to know one another, why donโt we play a little game?
Is everyone familiar with โtwo truths and a lieโ? Itโs simple enough. List three things about yourself, one of which is not true. Others must guess which is the lie.
Here, Iโll go first.
[ TL;DR - Weโre playing two truths and a lie now! Thread hop around and tag each other! Winter will be hopping around to play too, but if folks just want to chat with him now that heโs back that is also fine! ]
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[ So, no, she'd never been given one, but she'd bestowed one on someone else. Perhaps unsurprisingly, it was hard for her to think up original lies about herself; it had been much easier to bend and misrepresent the truth. ]
As for my former Master... he called himself "Bestia," a beast above humans.
Though there are many kinds of beasts, are there not?
He had sharp teeth, claws, and the thick stench of blood frequently permeated him. He had a ravenous hunger, and a love for the hunt...
Is this what you would imagine, when you think of the word "beast?"
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Yes, I suppose so.
[ She can't help but wonder how Giselle came to be in service of such a "beast," but she doesn't feel that it's proper to ask here. So she'll ask, first: ]
Is this something you're comfortable discussing, Giselle?
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He is no longer Master of the house, after all.
[ Which is kind of an answer to the question, but also kind of not? No, it doesn't make her uncomfortable, but it seems to come more from a source of distant nonchalance than just being comfortable with the subject matter. ]
Are you curious about my former masters, my dear?
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I'm always wanting to get to know you better, Giselle. Learning about your past is part of that.
I suppose I'm most curious about how you came to be in service of your masters, to begin with.
[ Maid origin story...? ]
vague fatamoru spoilers
You may think of it as an exchange.
A witch offered me a single wish in return for my service.
For she had a wish of her own, and needed the house in good condition for it.
It sounds a bit preposterous, doesn't it?
gobbles them up
[ it does, in fact, sound like a very haglike situation. Don't let Juniper read this. ]
And as for wishes, as a concept... well, we all are here for a chance to fulfill a wish, aren't we?
just blanket fatamoru spoilers warnings for the rest of this thread... HAND GESTURE
Yes, that is true.
However, exchanges of the sort were unheard of, in my realm.
Until the moment she revealed herself to me, I did not believe in the supernatural. Nor did I have any reason to.
At that moment, though... I would have believed in anything to speak the wish in my heart. I was desperate.
[ .... ]
Have you ever lost someone that you loved dearly?
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I've seen many guests off to their grand adventures and quests, to not see them all return...
[ She leaves a bit in between the lines, here, but she hopes it's enough... ]
But I've not lost someone that I loved dearly, no. There have certainly been a few close calls within my family. But no.
What was your wish, Giselle...?
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[ She thinks of when Sumina had told her that she would be ready to listen, ready to remember, if Giselle ever wanted her to be there. And so, she opens up a crack more, thinking that because Sumina had witnessed a fraction of her fear, she might yet understand how devastating it had been to lose her one source of freedom from it. ]
The mere thought of another's touch terrified me to my core. But they alone made me feel safe... and at peace.
They were everything to me. I still remember that.
Until one day, they were taken from me suddenly.
I wanted, more than anything, for them to return as they once were.
I am not sure I can put into words... what that desperation felt like.
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She doesn't know if she'll ever know what it's like. But she doesn't have to, to imagine how unimaginably painful it must have been, to have something so precious taken from you. As ever, when her own experiences fall short, empathy is all she can draw upon. It was true when Sumina told Giselle she would be ready to listen, and it certainly is true now, too. She'll listen - even if she may never truly grasp all that's said, most of all because Giselle's story will always be her own, she'll listen. ]
Giselle, I'm so sorry.
That you lost someone that you loved so dearly... It's a kind of pain I only know of through others' stories, and it pains me that now I know of it through yours, too. I can see how one might be driven to desperation because of it.
[ So, in exchange for a renewed lease on life for her lover, Giselle pledged her service to the witch. But... hasn't she been a maid for hundreds and hundreds of years, now? ]
If you are still serving as a maid, however, does that mean... She has not yet fulfilled your wish?
[ Is that why Giselle is here? ]
fatamoru spoilers
They have indeed returned to me twice now.
But neither time did they remember me.
[ She's glad to be talking about this in writing, rather than in person. She'd feel far too pitiful about the way just thinking about her beloved in this sense wears her down, and makes her unable to keep a steady faรงade up. And, it helps, too, to have these words from Sumina immortalized in text, for as long as she has access to this device. ]
I keep praying that the next time they appear, they will.
If I had a second wish, then maybe things would change for the better...
[ So, yes — it's the truth behind the wish she came here for, still desperately clawing for a way to reach that person who she had loved. ]
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Or at least, that's what Sumina thinks, until a short time turns into a long time, long enough, and she realizes that it's not quite so easy in this way, too. Not when she can see, too, when Giselle does begin to respond. It's a feeling of being on tenterhooks, a worry settling in. And though what she finds at the end of that wait lances through her heart, she's... incredibly thankful, that Giselle shares this with her, when she'd been so averse to it the last time they both faced an uncomfortable topic of conversation. ]
How painful it must have been to be forgotten by your loved one not once, but twice...
[ She thinks about how, where she's from, it is always said that deals with those who can grant wishes should always be made very cautiously. How Giselle's story rings true of that, like a cautionary tale, like a story of a widow who wished for her husband to return only to find him revived from a state of decomposition, or a man who wished to be rid of his illness only to be turned to stone, or a barren mother who wished to bear a child, only to find her daughter turning into a hag many years later.
To have her wish 'fulfilled' in this way, to see her beloved twofold without any memory of her... maybe a wish could be used, instead, to free them of such a fate. To free both of them of such a tragic fate, because as it is... Giselle is imprisoned by this wish, too, isn't she? Bound to servitude for an ill-fated reunion that repeats itself... ]
I can't fault you for wanting a second wish. By "for the better," Giselle... do you mean to wish for your beloved to return to how they were when they were alive, with their memories of you intact?
[ A beat, and then she adds: ]
Or something else entirely?
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I will always wish to reunite with them.
[ That much comes quickly — it's almost refreshingly stubborn, like she refuses to admit that she's given up hope. Undeniably, she wants to see them alive again, memories of her in tact. That want is the only thing that's kept her in one piece all these years. Even still... ]
But...
I don't think I could bear it, to wish for their return once more, and have it not come to fruition soon.
They may not continue to feel the same way, in any case, meeting me as I am...
I'm no longer the person they once loved.
And I can no longer remember what they sounded like... what we used to do, or talk about.
[ These are things that she's never voiced to anyone before — and probably still wouldn't be able to bring herself to do. It's easier, somehow, to pretend she's writing to a friend who she won't see for a very long time, as it would be in her realm, if she were sending letters. Moreover, as she rereads the words as she types them, she begins feeling a little pathetic and dreary. ]
It's a bit helpless, right?
Though I cannot think of "something else entirely" at all.
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Giselle has lived for so long without her love, that she's forgotten the sound of their voice, or how they used to pass the time... Sumina can't help but wonder if the same will be true of her own mother, after her father's soul has departed from the mortal realm.
Will the same be true of herself, too, even if she may not live quite as long as her elven ancestors...? Will she begin to forget the names and voices of her dear guests, and her precious friends? Yet it's still different for her, and for her mother, too. They'll still have each other. And others from their world who live similarly long lives. But Giselle... That's not the case for Giselle, is it?
For a long while, she stares down at her phone, lost in thought, wondering how she should respond to Giselle. At length, she simply responds from her heart, as she has become accustomed to doing with those she has come to care for, here. There is no need for professional boundaries or distance, here... ]
I don't know if it's helpless, if I speak honestly... But I can't help but continue to feel that it must be so heartbreaking...
You may be a different person than you were when your arrangement with this witch began, Giselle, but I don't think that makes you any less deserving of love and happiness. And I think... That it's enough, to remember that you had that time with them. Even if those details have faded over time, your heart still remembers those feelings, doesn't it?
You don't have to know what "something else entirely" means right now, or perhaps not even anytime soon. We still have a long way's to go before we earn our wishes, it seems.
We can think about it together over time.
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We can think about it together over time.
In the privacy of her room, tears spill over her cheeks before she realizes they're welling up, though not a sound escapes from her. When was the last time she cried? She can't remember anymore. What an odd feeling. It feels different than the other times she's felt close to ears in the past; her heart swells, instead of cracking, and she feels like getting closer rather than running away.
Somehow, Sumina was able to say exactly what her heart has yearned to hear for so many ages — able to comfort her in a way she didn't know she needed anymore. She sniffles, reading those words over and over again, trying to convince herself that they're true. That even like this, falling so far as she has, she could still be a lovable Giselle. And that Sumina will be by her side for some time to come. She has to believe that will be true. She couldn't bear it if it weren't true. ]
Thank you, for saying that.
You do not know how much that means to me...
How much you mean to me...
[ Giselle is typing... ]
I will pray... that we may do just as you say.
"Think about it over time."
And I will hope that fate does not pull us apart.
[ Because that's what always happens in the end to her: soon as she closes her hands around happiness or someone she can rely on, it all seems to vanish into tragedy in the blink of an eye. The truth is, admitting that she's attached to her is frightening, because it is opening herself up to (what feels like) the inevitable pain of being ripped apart. It's why when she arrived here, she'd been cold and impersonal, mysterious. All to avoid the potential of that pain. But, right now... she wouldn't trade anything for those words that came from Sumina's heart. ]
If you might rely on me the same way...
It would soothe my spirit.
Please.
(sobbing uncontrollably) thank you
Thank you, too, Giselle. For being here.
I'm so very happy to have met you.
I don't intend to leave this place without a wish, but even if I do, I'm better for having made friends here whom I will treasure even after I've gone.
[ How wonderful is it, that she's been given this chance... Sumina might have never learned, otherwise, what it's like to be cherished as the person that she is, and not just what she can offer through her occupation. ]
But for now, let's both look forward to the future together...