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[themuseabandonsyou]

[ It's early November when Orpheus posts to the network again, this time sitting cross-legged on the floor of his bedroom with his guitar in his lap and the Omni propped up in front of him. The camera catches him leaning back after having set it to broadcast, and he waves as the recording starts. ]

Hi, everyone! I'm Orpheus, and, I thought of something that might be nice for us to do together? I know we're all busy building new lives here, but I don't think that means we have to forget the places we came from completely, or leave those memories behind. Unless you want to? That's fair too.

[ He pauses briefly, looking thoughtful and a little solemn as he considers that, before shaking his head and getting himself back on track.]

But! In my experience a big part of any place a person calls home is the stories that people tell there and the songs they sing, and it seems like it might be nice to share those with each other, as a way of giving each other a glimpse into where we came from, and of preserving them for the future. It can be anything you want to tell us about, whether it's a piece of history or a legend or a song or even a nursery rhyme you like. You don't have to share anything if you don't want to, of course, but I'd really love to hear anything and everything people are willing to add.

[ OOC: This is a mingle post! Please feel free to comment on other peoples' additions and otherwise tag around. ]

Comments

[survivalthroughhate]

Interesting with someone who has so very little personal darkness in their personality that you always seem to well understand Sith philosophy and tenants.

[That's approval in Maul's voice. He doesn't possess the talent of easily being able to say what he means. The words always seem to come out wrong. So he's thankful some people here can still understand him when he's not always all that clear.]

What's interesting is that only one of the three versions of the story mentions the compassionate Jedi. The other two just say the Jedi felt contempt and disgust at seeing her kneeling there on the floor, completely broken, and then they left her to eternally weep. But I like the version that does mention it the best.

[themuseabandonsyou]

I always try really hard to understand how other people see things, if they're willing to share with me. I'm not always good at it? But it seems like the least I can do. [ he says, earnestly. And at that next part he nods, frowning thoughtfully. ]

It would be easy, to be disgusted by her? After what she did, both before and after what was done to her. But sometimes compassion isn't about what's easy. And it's like I was saying to some of the others - sad stories have a place, but I think the ones that have the most meaning are the ones that have at least some glimmer of hope in all the tragedy.

[survivalthroughhate]

That is more than I can do much of the time.

[Maul is frightfully stubborn and his anger makes it hard for him to see things from the point-of-view of another person, so often because that person usually has morals and a mindset so directly contrary to what he thinks.]

Hope and compassion.

[He sighs and looks down.]

Two concepts not all can possess. I thought I had lost my hope for good before I came to Deerington. Interesting to find it again in hell and mostly due to the compassion of others.

[themuseabandonsyou]

Sometimes weathering hard times together can bring out the best in people.

[ And sometimes it does exactly the opposite, but Orpheus is happy to leave that unsaid. ]

I'm glad you had people there who were able to help you find hope again, though. It's one of the most important things a person can have, I think.

[survivalthroughhate]

I am not so sure about that.

[Given what Maul saw in Deerington and now here in Trench, it can happen, but just as often people will give into their worst desires.]

.....Perhaps.

[He's too stubborn to admit that Orpheus is right. Maybe some other time if the topic of conversation comes up again.]

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus shrugs, good-naturedly.]

It's what I've found, at least. Whenever times have been hard, for me, I've tried to hold onto the idea that things can get better. It's not always easy, but dreaming of a better world and the ways to reach it has kept me going through a lot. I don't know where I'd be, if I couldn't do that.

[ He does know where he was, though, when he managed to falter on that front at the exact wrong moment. And he would very much like to never go there again. ]