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Vie ([personal profile] gotyourwallet) wrote2011-05-14 06:14 pm

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[Sitting on a ledge part way up one of the towers is Vie, her Journal in one hand and a half consumed bottle of liquor in the other. Since the trial she's been keeping quiet, avoiding the crowd and deliberately making herself scarce. There was a lot on her mind, and the trial had proven to be the shock her relaxed had been waiting for. A reminder that this place was not safe, and that it's people were just as much a risk as the ones she knew from home.

Journal open, she skims the page before muttering in her native tongue.]


 It would seem no matter where I go, nothing changes. The same corruption lingers.

My question to you, all of you, is a matter of species. What are you? Where do you come from? How alike is this world to your own?

[That's it. Vie falls silent. Anyone walking around outside might notice the girl sitting on the tower ledge, but try to get close and she'll climb away.]

[identity profile] gotyourwallet.livejournal.com 2011-05-16 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Even in this brief moment of talk, Vie already respects Talia more than most.]

So it would seem.

[She's pretty pleased with that. Relieved, almost.]

Yes it's... Well, I'm not sure what to expect anymore. I brace for the worst and hail the days when the worst does not come.