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deernet2022-11-06 09:36 am
demonicbeauty) wrote in deernet2022-11-06 09:36 am
[VIDEO; UN: LittleGreenLiar]
[There are a number of indications that this is a misfire, even before it becomes clear what's going on. First, there's the fact of the username. Ariadne has never once set a username. Everyone who keeps promising to show her how to do it keeps disappearing or dying on her. So she's been "username not set" for years, at this point.
Then, there's the angle. It's tilted. And the feed isn't vibrating and shaking as Ariadne tries to hold it steady. Clearly, her Omni is sitting off to one side, forgotten, at the moment.
Ariadne is standing in her bedroom, sunlight filtering in through the gauzy curtains. She's in her underwear. Of course, it's pretty medieval underwear: a ribbed corset, tied in front, and knee-length bloomers. Bare feet. Green feet. She's in her natural form, her candy-floss blue hair loose and streaming down her back, practically to her knees. She wags her hand in front of her face, as if she's holding a fan. Daintily, she touches her fingertips to her collarbone.]
Me? You want to dance with me?
[There's non one else in the room. It appear, she's been caught in a game of make-believe. Adorable? Creepy? Hard to say.]
Why, sir, I would be delighted!
[She dips into a neat, perfect curtsy. And then rises, eyelashes fluttering.
At which point, she starts to dance a waltz, her arms around an invisible, imaginary partner. She moves smoothly, gliding across the room, looking very much like she's ready to fall in love in a ballroom.
One, two, three. One, two, three...]
Then, there's the angle. It's tilted. And the feed isn't vibrating and shaking as Ariadne tries to hold it steady. Clearly, her Omni is sitting off to one side, forgotten, at the moment.
Ariadne is standing in her bedroom, sunlight filtering in through the gauzy curtains. She's in her underwear. Of course, it's pretty medieval underwear: a ribbed corset, tied in front, and knee-length bloomers. Bare feet. Green feet. She's in her natural form, her candy-floss blue hair loose and streaming down her back, practically to her knees. She wags her hand in front of her face, as if she's holding a fan. Daintily, she touches her fingertips to her collarbone.]
Me? You want to dance with me?
[There's non one else in the room. It appear, she's been caught in a game of make-believe. Adorable? Creepy? Hard to say.]
Why, sir, I would be delighted!
[She dips into a neat, perfect curtsy. And then rises, eyelashes fluttering.
At which point, she starts to dance a waltz, her arms around an invisible, imaginary partner. She moves smoothly, gliding across the room, looking very much like she's ready to fall in love in a ballroom.
One, two, three. One, two, three...]
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Reaper was there too though I don't recall seeing Maul.
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This place might really be a miracle.
These are people who were never supposed to meet. But apparently who love each other very, very much.
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And finding someone who understands you, who you just kind of seem to connected to. Learning more about yourself through them, and growing because of the time with them.
[Makoto smiled, obviously speaking from experience.]
I'm happy that they all get to celebrate it together.
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[Which is not something she says lightly. There are those among the citizens of Trench who can't see it that way.
Who won't see it that way.]
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I do. I even got a tattoo just to make sure I wouldn't forget.
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[She pauses, a little hesitant.]
Might I see it? Or is that too personal?
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It's not as bad as your video going public.
[After a moment Makoto adjusts her pj to show the tattoo in question.]
His name was Atsushi.
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Also, the tiger is just cute.]
I like him! I like him very much.
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Should I know who that is?
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[She grimaces.]
I'm sorry.
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Though if you don't the tattoo probably doesn't make much sense.
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[She shrugs a little.]
But I do understand what it's like when someone just disappears on you. You want to try to gather as many pieces of them as you can. You want to find people who also remember them.
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If he was here, he wouldn't have minded dancing with you.
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Thank you for saying that.
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Thank you for that too.
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[Makoto offered a reassuring smile with a small blush]
Oh I'll let you know what Reaper says when I ask about who has to ask with him and Maul.
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