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theshimmer2020-08-02 09:39 am
atrueheroine) wrote in theshimmer2020-08-02 09:39 am
THE TOWN SQUARE.
[Page silently watches the church burn for a little while, once she's emerged safely from it, before turning away and heading to the town square to meet up with everyone else. It makes sense to rest here, as they did last week, after another town with another tragic story to tell.
At least that time, however, they'd all survived it unscathed.
Once she's made it over to the group, she drops her pack onto the ground and collapses next to it, staring at her feet. It's going to take a bit to...process all of that, and while she'd love to get up in front of everyone and make some kind of rousing speech, she just doesn't have it in her at the moment.
Instead, she'll look up from the stone of the square, eventually, casting her eye over everyone and saying (almost to herself)-]
...I hope everyone is all right.
[That is likely far from true, but...well. They're all alive, Wesker is dead, and that's something. She's trying her best not to look at that little tree-sculpture with the key around its neck.
OOC: Second verse, same as the first! Here's our post-event mingle post, to talk about what the hell just happened in there, lick our wounds, and beg forgiveness from...from Flower Girl. Top-level away; Page will have her own up, if you'd like to talk to her.]
At least that time, however, they'd all survived it unscathed.
Once she's made it over to the group, she drops her pack onto the ground and collapses next to it, staring at her feet. It's going to take a bit to...process all of that, and while she'd love to get up in front of everyone and make some kind of rousing speech, she just doesn't have it in her at the moment.
Instead, she'll look up from the stone of the square, eventually, casting her eye over everyone and saying (almost to herself)-]
...I hope everyone is all right.
[That is likely far from true, but...well. They're all alive, Wesker is dead, and that's something. She's trying her best not to look at that little tree-sculpture with the key around its neck.
OOC: Second verse, same as the first! Here's our post-event mingle post, to talk about what the hell just happened in there, lick our wounds, and beg forgiveness from...from Flower Girl. Top-level away; Page will have her own up, if you'd like to talk to her.]
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Yeah...it could have been a lot worse if everyone didn't organize so fast. I was worried about more of us getting hurt--especially all of you.
[Still, the praise...]
...Thank you, Page. We all did our best out there today to make sure nobody died--nobody who didn't deserve to, at least. I'm sure the others will appreciate hearing that.
[...]
It's just...a shame, honestly.
[Felicia's look goes over towards the square when she says that, for reasons likely obvious.]
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...she likely didn't have much time left, regardless.
[You know, what with the...flowers, growing out of her face. That ain't normal. But Page - despite her gruff exterior - has more than enough emotional intelligence to know that sometimes the logical explanation isn't always the most helpful.
...]
...you and Emma spent some time with her, didn't you? Making those crowns.
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Felicia doesn't answer that response, but the question sees Felicia nodding her head.]
Yeah, we did. I...I know it was a little irrelevant at the time, but it was pretty fun to learn it from her. And it was kind of nice to see something that made her so happy.
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...there's always a place for kindness, Felicia. Particularly towards the vulnerable.
[Some would argue that the kindest thing to do would have been to shoot the poor girl in the head; put her out of her misery sooner, prevent her from falling completely into the Shimmer's clutches. She would be lying if she hadn't, at one particularly dark point when her eyes traced the stalks of the flowers piercing her cheeks, considered it.
But she couldn't. Killing a child - even one as far-gone as that one - would be unforgivable, and Page has done more than enough things lately that she can never forgive herself for.]
To give that to her, even though you likely knew what was coming...it says a great deal about your character.
[...]
This place will try to rip that kindness out of you. Don't let it.
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There's something honestly nice about hearing that, really. After everything today was, and how useless she felt in the face of Wesker--and how couldn't she, in the face of someone so apathetic to the suffering of others--it's...
It's nice to hear that what she did wasn't bad.]
...Thank you, Page. I...I think I really needed to hear that, after everything today was.
I won't let it take that from me, though. The war never managed to--I won't let this do it.