wylderrant | [Aefenglom] IC Inbox

Tea would be lovely, thank you! I have no real preference for any kind of tea, so anything would be nice!

[Marie looks around the room and nods in appreciation. That’s the style she is used to, after all! Once she is done admiring the decorations, she takes a seat]

What exactly do you mean by that? Does passage of time not exist in your homeland?

Then I'll just pop in to the kitchen...

[ She doesn't answer that question. Not right away. Instead she vanishes and comes back about a minute later. ]

There - the water's set to boil. Now, ah, what was it you were asking...?

Ah, I was just wondering... Since you mentioned not being used to the passage of time. I was wondering if that is something that’s nonexistent where you come from. Could you tell me about it?

[She takes a seat on the nearest chair]

[ Iramaat slides into the chair next to Marie's with a little shrug. ]

Oh, that! Well - I experienced the passage of time, but... [ She waves her hand. ] I didn't age. Eternally youthful. I didn't have to worry about that sort of thing. Here it's different. It's only been a year or so, but still...

Ah, I see... It was a bit similar for me. I was an existence called a Heroic Spirit and as one, I also did not age. However, I have been human before, so arriving in Aefenglom did not bring anything unknown for me in that matter...

[Marie thinks for a while]

How old are you, Iramaat?

[Right to the point]

Oh, that sounds fascinating. How were you - ah - elevated-?

[ Well, she was going to ask that. Marie's rather blunt question shoots right through everything else and Iramaat blinks for a long moment. ]

Well- [ She frowns and tries to count back. ]

...a few centuries, I should think. I don't really keep track.

[To be honest, Marie also does not exactly look like her human age]

I lived my life as a human until I met my end. However, since the memory of me remained strongly with the society, it became possible to summon me as a type of familiar.

[She’s giving the short version of the story. Workings of the Grail and the Throne of Heroes were quite complicated after all and possibly a topic for another conversation]

How are you taking it, Iramaat? Being made... mortal, I mean.

Oh, it's... alright, I suppose.

[ Which isn't the whole truth, honestly. ]

I'm not sure I much like it. [ Iramaat frowns. ]

Living every day with the knowledge that you could just die any moment. It's awful.

[Yeah, that sounds about as Marie imagined it might have felt to her]

I understand. But wouldn’t that mean that you should live every moment to the fullest? So you would not regret it later...

Regret. I try not to regret, but that's just as new...

[ Iramaat frowns. ]

Mortals are strange, aren't they? Although you used to be one, so I suppose this all old hat to you.

If I am to be completely honest, I am a bit worried. Anything can happen and I won’t be able to just be summoned again.

[She makes a small pause]

And yet, I cannot help but be excited about the return to mortal form.

There is a bit of a thrill, isn't there? The idea that anything might happen...

[ She rests her chin in her hand with a little frown. ]

But worrying about death - I don't like that. Don't like that at all.

I suppose so... I have died before, like I told you. It... was not a good experience.

[And a rather painful one in more than one way, so her expression turns a bit more serious]

Exactly. It sounds... horrible. And I'd rather avoid oblivion as long as I can. But now I live every day knowing that it's getting closer.

Awful.

[ She frowns. ]

It’s... not like this, you know? As long as others remember you, you stay alive in their hearts.

[And in the case of Marie, a Heroic Spirit, this is very much literal]

Is that life, though...?

[ Iramaat frowns. ]

I suppose it will have to do. Nothing else for it.

[Aefenglom] IC Inbox

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject