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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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Hm? [ As if she can read the girl through the scrolls. ]
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B...B-Back home...before I came here...I...I-I thought I was gonna see her again...
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Well... sh-she sent ya back here, right? Still got stuff ta do, obviously. Hey.
Thought I was gonna see my mom again too. Turns out th'world had bigger plans fer me.
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Really? What happened?
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[Instead of that.]
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Maybe she was wrong and she'd just scared the kid instead. ]
S'better, right?
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Y-Yeah...
[But still...]
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Ya'll see her. Ya will. But it's too early yet.
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Y-Yeah...I know...
I really miss her, though.
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Ya wanna meet up, we can talk about her sometime...
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Mm...that'd be nice...
[She doesn't usually get much of a chance to talk about her mom.]
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Okay...
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[Taking the milkshake, she takes a tasting sip. Then, deciding it was pretty good, she continues to drink it slowly.]
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So. Whadda ya remember?
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I remember...how Mom was always up in the morning, before me and Dad...She always had breakfast all ready made...and she had coffee done just the way Dad likes it. Even if Dad was already at work when I woke up...Mom was always there...and she'd walk me to school...