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Really?
[Ah... she can feel her cheeks growing warm at the compliment. In turn, the tail behind her swishes back and forth, fur puffed out like a nervous cat.]
It's strange.... I can feel myself touching them, even though I didn't feel them appear...
[Ah... she can feel her cheeks growing warm at the compliment. In turn, the tail behind her swishes back and forth, fur puffed out like a nervous cat.]
It's strange.... I can feel myself touching them, even though I didn't feel them appear...
Yeah, just a little... but at least it's not anything bad.
[Ah, but that compliment... it lingers in the back of Firefly's mind, sinking down into a spot in her chest and warming her heart.]
... What about you? Are you feeling any different at all?
[Ah, but that compliment... it lingers in the back of Firefly's mind, sinking down into a spot in her chest and warming her heart.]
... What about you? Are you feeling any different at all?
[A little weird... maybe Stelle rolled really well? Or... really bad? Or maybe it's some kind of slow-acting effect... hm...]
Do you want to try something else? Or finish up and head out?
Do you want to try something else? Or finish up and head out?
N-No, but-!
[The ears on the top of her head fold back, and her tail swishes back and forth even quicker now. Firefly's voice comes out as a bit of a squeak, but she quickly clears her throat before speaking again.]
That's not exactly something I've ever heard you say before... are you sure you're okay?
[The ears on the top of her head fold back, and her tail swishes back and forth even quicker now. Firefly's voice comes out as a bit of a squeak, but she quickly clears her throat before speaking again.]
That's not exactly something I've ever heard you say before... are you sure you're okay?
I-It's not like I can help it...
[Stelle can be surprisingly smooth when she wants to be. Playing the gallant hero when they first met in Penacony, how easily she leaned into all the challenges in the Scorchsand Auditions... she's very charming! And even before now, it's made her heart flutter on more than one occasion, the way Stelle talks or acts around her. Or even just the way she smiles...
So this is a lot. The rational, logical part of Firefly's brain is very much convinced Stelle's currently under the effects of her food, but...
... If things get too weird, she can stop it. Maybe, for now... it's okay to be a little selfish. Like their time together before everything went to hell, their flight among the fireworks...]
... Not a lot of people call me that.
[Stelle can be surprisingly smooth when she wants to be. Playing the gallant hero when they first met in Penacony, how easily she leaned into all the challenges in the Scorchsand Auditions... she's very charming! And even before now, it's made her heart flutter on more than one occasion, the way Stelle talks or acts around her. Or even just the way she smiles...
So this is a lot. The rational, logical part of Firefly's brain is very much convinced Stelle's currently under the effects of her food, but...
... If things get too weird, she can stop it. Maybe, for now... it's okay to be a little selfish. Like their time together before everything went to hell, their flight among the fireworks...]
... Not a lot of people call me that.
Make people happy! At least...that is what I try to do.
[Rinku sends a seashell and... a waffle iron in the shape of Mayor Michael's face. Well, it does have meme energy.]
[Stelle will receive five different looking Nyanperona tote bags with a note of "For carrying your treasure!"]
[Firefly has absolutely no idea what she's about to get herself into. Whoops.]
So I think I realized something.
There's been a bit of a pattern in the length of time between your new memories of home?
It seems to be generally the same amount of weeks between each time, and if that's right, then you might be experiencing that again.
Are you okay?
Has something strange happened again?
So I think I realized something.
There's been a bit of a pattern in the length of time between your new memories of home?
It seems to be generally the same amount of weeks between each time, and if that's right, then you might be experiencing that again.
Are you okay?
Has something strange happened again?
[It takes Stelle a while to respond.
She can still feel the memories lurk deep inside of her and the conflicting thoughts that battle in her soul. It's not something that she can just... talk about. Sure, she's told people before that she has amnesia, that there are things that she doesn't remember; there's also that single bit that Kafka gave, a singular truth amongst lies.
For the longest time, back in their universe and in Ellipsa, she'd simply play it off. It wasn't that those lost memories weren't important, she just had to move on from them.
If she thought too hard about it, she knew that her head would pound; a scream to not remember echoing in the recesses of her mind.
She doesn't answer any of the questions posed to her. Instead,]
Where are you? Can I see you?
She can still feel the memories lurk deep inside of her and the conflicting thoughts that battle in her soul. It's not something that she can just... talk about. Sure, she's told people before that she has amnesia, that there are things that she doesn't remember; there's also that single bit that Kafka gave, a singular truth amongst lies.
For the longest time, back in their universe and in Ellipsa, she'd simply play it off. It wasn't that those lost memories weren't important, she just had to move on from them.
If she thought too hard about it, she knew that her head would pound; a scream to not remember echoing in the recesses of her mind.
She doesn't answer any of the questions posed to her. Instead,]
Where are you? Can I see you?
[Firefly may not be good at reading people like Kafka or Silver Wolf, but she's not totally blind. She can tell something is off by how Stelle doesn't joke about something like going to prison or not wanting to go to the zoo because of the monkey memes.
Hm...]
Of course you can. I'm at home right now.
You can come right in.
Hm...]
Of course you can. I'm at home right now.
You can come right in.
I'll be right over.
[That's all she types out before she rushes out the door of her own home, sprinting to Firefly's own home. Stelle doesn't waste a single precious second in crafting up wind currents to carry her over; knowing that her movements would be much faster this way.
There's an ache in her chest that echoes a desire to see her, that she has to see this through.
When it's time to make a choice, make one you won't regret.
She finally reaches the door and while she was told that she could come right in, she knocks regardless.]
[That's all she types out before she rushes out the door of her own home, sprinting to Firefly's own home. Stelle doesn't waste a single precious second in crafting up wind currents to carry her over; knowing that her movements would be much faster this way.
There's an ache in her chest that echoes a desire to see her, that she has to see this through.
When it's time to make a choice, make one you won't regret.
She finally reaches the door and while she was told that she could come right in, she knocks regardless.]
[... That's something else that pings Firefly's worry. Stelle's not really one to hesitate - at least, not unless something's really bothering her. Had whatever happened shaken up the trailblazer that badly?
As she makes her way through her apartment, Firefly makes a mental checklist; she's recently stocked up on tea and coffee, her laundry is recently washed so her more comfy blankets are fresh and clean... she's sure she has everything around if she needs to pamper Stelle a little if she needs comfort.
Nodding to herself, she opens the door.]
Stelle... what happened?
[If she just asks if everything's okay... she's afraid Stelle might try to downplay it. Like that time in the library.]
As she makes her way through her apartment, Firefly makes a mental checklist; she's recently stocked up on tea and coffee, her laundry is recently washed so her more comfy blankets are fresh and clean... she's sure she has everything around if she needs to pamper Stelle a little if she needs comfort.
Nodding to herself, she opens the door.]
Stelle... what happened?
[If she just asks if everything's okay... she's afraid Stelle might try to downplay it. Like that time in the library.]
[It's only when she sees Firefly right in front of her that she hears the echoes of memory -
Was it really a memory?
The crackles of something in the back of her mind, that try to convince her that it was just a delusion; all figments of her imagination that she made up, even if something about it all seemed so real...
Before she knows it, droplets of water start to line the edges of her eyes and while she wants to say something. Anything. The response that the smaller girl gets isn't found in her words, but her actions as she takes those steps forward and wraps her arms around the smaller girl.]
...I'm sorry. I'm - I'm really sorry...
[Those are the only words that she can manage, each syllable filled with the tears that start to stream down her cheeks.]
Was it really a memory?
The crackles of something in the back of her mind, that try to convince her that it was just a delusion; all figments of her imagination that she made up, even if something about it all seemed so real...
Before she knows it, droplets of water start to line the edges of her eyes and while she wants to say something. Anything. The response that the smaller girl gets isn't found in her words, but her actions as she takes those steps forward and wraps her arms around the smaller girl.]
...I'm sorry. I'm - I'm really sorry...
[Those are the only words that she can manage, each syllable filled with the tears that start to stream down her cheeks.]
-?!
[Something is wrong. Something is terribly wrong. This is the first time she's seen Stelle like this - even in her hazy memories right after being run through by Death, and their reunion here in Ellipsa after she'd revealed her true self to Stelle in Penacony... she hadn't seen tears come this fast to the other girl like this. It makes the bottom of Firefly's stomach drop out at the same time her heart twists painfully, and her mind begins to race.
What happened? Is Stelle okay back home? Are the rest of the Express members okay? The Stellaron Hunters? Had things gone wrong in whatever world they'd traveled to after Penacony?
So many questions, but she knows if she asks now, that might just make Stelle spiral harder. Whatever new memories are fresh in her mind might be raw, an open wound that sends bolts of pain at even the slightest touch. So she holds her tongue for now, arms reaching up to hold Stelle with all the strength she has in her body.]
Just let it out. You're okay. I promise, Stelle - with me, you're okay.
[She keeps her voice as gentle and soothing as she can as she steps back, guiding Stelle inside and nudging the door closed with her foot. Shut away the outside world, so Stelle doesn't have to think about it or any eyes on them for the moment.]
[Something is wrong. Something is terribly wrong. This is the first time she's seen Stelle like this - even in her hazy memories right after being run through by Death, and their reunion here in Ellipsa after she'd revealed her true self to Stelle in Penacony... she hadn't seen tears come this fast to the other girl like this. It makes the bottom of Firefly's stomach drop out at the same time her heart twists painfully, and her mind begins to race.
What happened? Is Stelle okay back home? Are the rest of the Express members okay? The Stellaron Hunters? Had things gone wrong in whatever world they'd traveled to after Penacony?
So many questions, but she knows if she asks now, that might just make Stelle spiral harder. Whatever new memories are fresh in her mind might be raw, an open wound that sends bolts of pain at even the slightest touch. So she holds her tongue for now, arms reaching up to hold Stelle with all the strength she has in her body.]
Just let it out. You're okay. I promise, Stelle - with me, you're okay.
[She keeps her voice as gentle and soothing as she can as she steps back, guiding Stelle inside and nudging the door closed with her foot. Shut away the outside world, so Stelle doesn't have to think about it or any eyes on them for the moment.]
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