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mylittlejamjar2014-10-16 04:20 pm
kuukai) wrote in mylittlejamjar2014-10-16 04:20 pm
7th confession: This I believe.
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[ A red bear sits on of the Agency’s roof. She’s never really gotten out of the habit of hanging out on rooftops. Even turning into a bear and getting a real place to sleep can’t break it. ]
So, Equestria. Got a question I’ve been meanin’ ta ask ya. What do ya believe in?
[ She’s got a stick of Pocky half-hanging out of her mouth, and she chews it idly. There’s a gorgeous sunset which is reflecting off of her fur. The image is filled with oranges and yellows. ]
Now, tha’s diff’rnt from what ya believe, see. I believe gravity exists, an’ tha’ everythin’ balances, an yadda yadda. Whatever else.
No… when yer losin’ hope, I wanna know what ya turn to. Who ya trust. What ya know’s right.
[ She shrugs and pulls out another stick of Pocky, the previous one chewed away. ] S’just a good thing ta remind yerself of sometimes, I think. Ya always gotta know why yer doin’ whatcher doin’. Otherwise ya might as well not do it.
I usedta believe in God. I mean, I still do, but I got ta thinkin’ he din’t have time fer magical girls like me. We struck out on our own, we got powerful an’ we paid the consequences. I still believe in Him.
But I also believed in my dad. I think I believed in him just as much. He’s how I knew God. Tha’s why it was bad when…
[ She chokes up and shakes her head. ] Well… never mind, tha’s private.
But tha’s not what drives me anymore. Not th’only thing, anyway. I still remember my dad, and I still pray ta God, but… things change. I’m not fightin’ fer them anymore. I think I’m fightin’ fer you.
[ A weak smile. ] One o’ you more than the rest. But still. … Heh, I dunno if this even makes much sense. But… I was talkin’ with Jappleack, an’ I don’ even think mosta what I want ta do is fightin’ anymore. Damn place… but… whether I’m fightin’ or not, s’still because there’s somethin’ I believe in. Somethin’ here.
[ She thinks for a moment, trying to figure out if there’s a better way to end it. She reaches out to turn off the recording. ]
Oh! Wait. One more thing. We got the shrine an’ tha’s good, but I was thinkin’ about creatin’ a meditative space out by th’forest. Let me know if ya’d have any interest in that.
An’, yeah, answer my question. What ya believe in. I really do want ta know.
[ A red bear sits on of the Agency’s roof. She’s never really gotten out of the habit of hanging out on rooftops. Even turning into a bear and getting a real place to sleep can’t break it. ]
So, Equestria. Got a question I’ve been meanin’ ta ask ya. What do ya believe in?
[ She’s got a stick of Pocky half-hanging out of her mouth, and she chews it idly. There’s a gorgeous sunset which is reflecting off of her fur. The image is filled with oranges and yellows. ]
Now, tha’s diff’rnt from what ya believe, see. I believe gravity exists, an’ tha’ everythin’ balances, an yadda yadda. Whatever else.
No… when yer losin’ hope, I wanna know what ya turn to. Who ya trust. What ya know’s right.
[ She shrugs and pulls out another stick of Pocky, the previous one chewed away. ] S’just a good thing ta remind yerself of sometimes, I think. Ya always gotta know why yer doin’ whatcher doin’. Otherwise ya might as well not do it.
I usedta believe in God. I mean, I still do, but I got ta thinkin’ he din’t have time fer magical girls like me. We struck out on our own, we got powerful an’ we paid the consequences. I still believe in Him.
But I also believed in my dad. I think I believed in him just as much. He’s how I knew God. Tha’s why it was bad when…
[ She chokes up and shakes her head. ] Well… never mind, tha’s private.
But tha’s not what drives me anymore. Not th’only thing, anyway. I still remember my dad, and I still pray ta God, but… things change. I’m not fightin’ fer them anymore. I think I’m fightin’ fer you.
[ A weak smile. ] One o’ you more than the rest. But still. … Heh, I dunno if this even makes much sense. But… I was talkin’ with Jappleack, an’ I don’ even think mosta what I want ta do is fightin’ anymore. Damn place… but… whether I’m fightin’ or not, s’still because there’s somethin’ I believe in. Somethin’ here.
[ She thinks for a moment, trying to figure out if there’s a better way to end it. She reaches out to turn off the recording. ]
Oh! Wait. One more thing. We got the shrine an’ tha’s good, but I was thinkin’ about creatin’ a meditative space out by th’forest. Let me know if ya’d have any interest in that.
An’, yeah, answer my question. What ya believe in. I really do want ta know.
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If s'a private space, 'm not gonna just share it with everyone. So... is it?
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[ She's there later, looking for fish in the river. Because, you know. Bear. ]
[action]
Hey.
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Hey. [ She holds the Pocky box out to him. ]
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Thanks. Have you ever sought out a meditation place before?
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[ She stows away the Pocky box and starts walking with him into the forest. Keeps peering into the water, though. No sealife yet to hold her interest. ]
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[He closes his eyes as he walks.]
A place you can easily get to when you need to.
[action]
[ ... FISH. She leaps into the river, splashing water everywhere. ]
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I'm sure there is...
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Good fur snacks, at least.
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[He manages to keep himself from visibly blanching at the blood - the thoughts which surfaced seeing it - though he can feel the lump in his throat.]
Whatever works for you.
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Let's keep going. Unless you're still hungry.
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Thought there'd be a clearin' or somethin'...
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[He quietly continues to walk, doing his best not to look at the blood.]