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[ENTER THE PALACE]
[You find yourself with a sensation like floating in water.]
[Above, the sky is dark. You can occasionally see things shifting, like gusts of wind, or perhaps waves of water. Is it…even a sky above you? Or is it some kind of giant ocean? Whatever it is, you can’t make it out very well. All around you, you appear to be floating in what appears to be water. It looks like a great, wide ocean of…space in every direction around you, with stars and lights twinkling in the distance. It looks like water and feels like water, but it doesn’t make you wet. You can reach your hand into it and pull some out, the purple and violet water and the tiny points of light inside it will even rest in your hands if you cup them to carry it, but once you’re not trying to hold it anymore, it’ll flow off of you, not a single drop remaining behind. You feel something similar if you go underneath the surface. The “water” doesn’t touch your eyes, mouth or nose when give the chance, it merely drifts around you, allowing you to breathe and see unabated. And you can see for a great distance, the twinkling stars illuminating the ocean of space all around you. Though perhaps less dark and empty, it feels every bit as vast as the sky above. You feel like you could swim forever and never reach the edge.]
[It’s quiet, here, with little noise around you but the starry ocean’s waves crashing back into its surface. It’s peaceful. In another situation, it might even be comfortable.]
[Above, the sky is dark. You can occasionally see things shifting, like gusts of wind, or perhaps waves of water. Is it…even a sky above you? Or is it some kind of giant ocean? Whatever it is, you can’t make it out very well. All around you, you appear to be floating in what appears to be water. It looks like a great, wide ocean of…space in every direction around you, with stars and lights twinkling in the distance. It looks like water and feels like water, but it doesn’t make you wet. You can reach your hand into it and pull some out, the purple and violet water and the tiny points of light inside it will even rest in your hands if you cup them to carry it, but once you’re not trying to hold it anymore, it’ll flow off of you, not a single drop remaining behind. You feel something similar if you go underneath the surface. The “water” doesn’t touch your eyes, mouth or nose when give the chance, it merely drifts around you, allowing you to breathe and see unabated. And you can see for a great distance, the twinkling stars illuminating the ocean of space all around you. Though perhaps less dark and empty, it feels every bit as vast as the sky above. You feel like you could swim forever and never reach the edge.]
[It’s quiet, here, with little noise around you but the starry ocean’s waves crashing back into its surface. It’s peaceful. In another situation, it might even be comfortable.]
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Different.
[There's a sudden sharpness in her tone. Bitterness.]
I'm not different. I've always been this. And that...is the problem.
You know what happens when you let a Nightmare run wild and you live in a realm between dreams and reality? This. And every night that moppet has had herself an awful little dream about Esmau has just made her stronger in here and now she’s trying to tear the whole bloody place apart.
You're the ones who encouraged this nonsense by befriending that fake instead of bringing me back. I'd say that I blame you just the slightest bit less for that, since the fake version of me is the only one you ever knew, but.
[She scoffs and is fixing Sprezzatura with a little sneer, now.]
That oni of yours went and got you a nice big slice of the blame pie, anyway.
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or, um, at all? ]
...
[ turns out there's an upper limit to how much blame she can stand, no matter how justified it is, and she's at it ]
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Well, the bright side is, you still have a chance to fix it.
[I refuse to accept any responsibility for this turn of events. I refuse to re-consider my actions at any point. I refuse to feel empathy for anybody.]
Stop being catatonic or I'll pinch you.
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Don't touch me.
[ the girl she knew... a fake? and this is supposed to be her fault, somehow? ]
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[Pokes her in the shoulder.]
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I said don't! Why do you not hear my words? Am I speaking Yip-Yak to you?
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[ where is her blouse? she is stomping over to grab it and pull it on ]
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[She flips Sprezzatura's phone to her. Sprezzatura can start exploring now. And her phone is making noises at her! Wow!]
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this is for her.
this moment is not about you.
this is for her. you're doing this for her. ]