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3; when you get a third chance
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medicgunnerWHO: Eunie and You
WHERE: Network, Arcadia, Library
WHEN: Mid-Late September
WHAT: Eunie's thinking about stuff
WARNINGS: discussions of death
i. loss and fire and… (event)
[Their mission was long done in the Library of Alexandria. Eunie knew they had a mission there, but who they were looking for was a mystery to her. Probably on purpose. Ash and Fugo somehow freed themselves from the order. Good for them, they’re kids. They need a chance to keep living their lives.
Right… being around 18 or around their 8th or 9th Term like she was… that’s just a kid, wasn’t it?
She remembered being on her 9th Term. Mio being on her 10th and constantly being afraid about running out of time. That was her in June too. That’s how she remembered Mio so clearly. Her friend from Agnes. The one Noah loved. The one who loved Noah.
She had her own book in the library open, standing beside the shelf. She didn’t seem to be focused on it, though. Mostly just idly skimming, stopping on a few pages of note. Their journey to the City, becoming Ouroboros, being trapped in jail while they couldn’t help Mio in time…
Every time Taion appeared. At least at that she could smile. But after a while she just closed the book and sighed to herself.]
Tch, fucking hell. [She didn’t look scared or shocked. If anything she was conflicted.]
ii. text; un: fortuneclovers
hey, what do you lot do when you got a song stuck in your head?
iii. a life to move on (arcadia apartments)
[She sent a text message a second ago, cause she did have a song in her head. Ever since reading that damn book. It’s not a bad song, granted it did make her feel kind of sad. Maybe that wasn’t a bad thing but goddamn it’s making her think too much.
She remembered Zhongli saying that the Glaze Lilies liked being sung to. She wasn’t much of a singer and didn’t know how to play an instrument but people passing through Arcadia where the flowers are planted may spot her whistling a somber tune.]
WHERE: Network, Arcadia, Library
WHEN: Mid-Late September
WHAT: Eunie's thinking about stuff
WARNINGS: discussions of death
i. loss and fire and… (event)
[Their mission was long done in the Library of Alexandria. Eunie knew they had a mission there, but who they were looking for was a mystery to her. Probably on purpose. Ash and Fugo somehow freed themselves from the order. Good for them, they’re kids. They need a chance to keep living their lives.
Right… being around 18 or around their 8th or 9th Term like she was… that’s just a kid, wasn’t it?
She remembered being on her 9th Term. Mio being on her 10th and constantly being afraid about running out of time. That was her in June too. That’s how she remembered Mio so clearly. Her friend from Agnes. The one Noah loved. The one who loved Noah.
She had her own book in the library open, standing beside the shelf. She didn’t seem to be focused on it, though. Mostly just idly skimming, stopping on a few pages of note. Their journey to the City, becoming Ouroboros, being trapped in jail while they couldn’t help Mio in time…
Every time Taion appeared. At least at that she could smile. But after a while she just closed the book and sighed to herself.]
Tch, fucking hell. [She didn’t look scared or shocked. If anything she was conflicted.]
ii. text; un: fortuneclovers
hey, what do you lot do when you got a song stuck in your head?
iii. a life to move on (arcadia apartments)
[She sent a text message a second ago, cause she did have a song in her head. Ever since reading that damn book. It’s not a bad song, granted it did make her feel kind of sad. Maybe that wasn’t a bad thing but goddamn it’s making her think too much.
She remembered Zhongli saying that the Glaze Lilies liked being sung to. She wasn’t much of a singer and didn’t know how to play an instrument but people passing through Arcadia where the flowers are planted may spot her whistling a somber tune.]
