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victory_road2023-01-28 11:34 am
ahew_kha) wrote in victory_road2023-01-28 11:34 am
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[Usually when Kisara starts a video, there's some sort of background or something else going on around her. For once there doesn't seem to be, she's merely sitting on the floor of what one can only assume is her room. Not a Pokemon in her lap, nothing like that. She's quiet for a moment, seeming to be pondering over something before she starts, expression relatively neutral.]
I don't know if anyone has the answers, but I was just thinking about this the other day: how does this place manage to translate people? Is it some sort of technology, magic, something else entirely...? Because I know my native language has only a few speakers and, even then, even less who speak it natively. I'm not complaining, it's nice to not have to worry about it, but I can't help but be curious.
[That clearly isn't the only question as there's only really one answer for that when she clearly stated plural instead of singular. She shifts somewhat, resting her head against the wall and watching the ceiling instead.]
It's probably more... theoretical than it needs to be, but do you think, if you were sent back to where you were from, if you would go back to the state you were in before you came here? Would you be alive if you were not? Would you be dead if you were there? Or would you remain in some sort of... grey area if you were between those two things?
[That might be a little deeper than she meant for it to be, but the thoughts still remain.]
I can't help but wonder how you reconcile the god of this place versus whatever god or gods there are or were from your world. [Ah, she's looking at the camera again, the faintest hint of a grin tugging at her lips.] Not that it matters in my case, I already know what my future will entail.
I don't know if anyone has the answers, but I was just thinking about this the other day: how does this place manage to translate people? Is it some sort of technology, magic, something else entirely...? Because I know my native language has only a few speakers and, even then, even less who speak it natively. I'm not complaining, it's nice to not have to worry about it, but I can't help but be curious.
[That clearly isn't the only question as there's only really one answer for that when she clearly stated plural instead of singular. She shifts somewhat, resting her head against the wall and watching the ceiling instead.]
It's probably more... theoretical than it needs to be, but do you think, if you were sent back to where you were from, if you would go back to the state you were in before you came here? Would you be alive if you were not? Would you be dead if you were there? Or would you remain in some sort of... grey area if you were between those two things?
[That might be a little deeper than she meant for it to be, but the thoughts still remain.]
I can't help but wonder how you reconcile the god of this place versus whatever god or gods there are or were from your world. [Ah, she's looking at the camera again, the faintest hint of a grin tugging at her lips.] Not that it matters in my case, I already know what my future will entail.
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She pauses on the last part, controlling his own destiny. He's done that, certainly, but there's also things he cannot control and she's certain he's already aware of what those are.]
It must be nice to be able to change and control your own destiny. [That sounds worse than it was meant to be, so she's quick to add onto that sentence.] Not that I'm complaining or would change anything I've done or did, it's just... an odd feeling.
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[ So awkward, but he's going to try. ]
But any god worth worshiping would do better for you. Give you a chance to stay and live.
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It didn't work out quite the way I might have wanted for it to, if I had the chance, but at least I accomplished something that was worthwhile. Better than what would have happened without fate stepping in on that day. [She can only imagine what would have happened if Akhenaden's plans had been completed, but throwing a wrench into that had certainly helped.]
Throwing me into a world where I have to relearn almost everything I thought I knew, in an era that is nowhere near close to mine. [Her tone at least clearly states that she's messing with him on purpose now, slowly letting most of her concern slip to the side to be a little more relaxed.] Is it merciful or is it cruel? But it's better than being sealed, I can confirm that.
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[ He says that with quiet sincerity. It really is interesting, getting to know her and learning more. ]
And think of all the team members we can meet and raise. There's a whole den full of dragons here!
[ He rapid-fire sends a series of pictures he recently took. A group of Goomy on a shoreline. Dratini heads peeking out of the water. Bagon racing along a rocky lakeside. ]
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And I appreciate it, I really do.
[It's still such a strange situation to her, but the fact she fell into it so easily at least tells her that despite the differences, people ultimately can be good, even when her own time is little more than history, story, myth.
She doesn't get to ponder on that for long once she gets bombarded with dragon pictures, biting back a grin. Of course he would have. She doesn't blame him in the slightest, though, because it's certainly hard to remain upset when seeing them.]
A den sounds a little gloomy to me, but what do I know. [She's much more a sun and warmth person, but she's always an outlier in these situations.] I'm going to have to see about getting there in person myself at some point, obviously. [There it is, she's back to gentle teasing.]