I don't know. It was important - your words, what you had to say.
( Red releases a long, shaky breath, because it's hard to put to words. Loss and grief are so new to her, and she wanted to hold on to that one piece of Vanessa that remains on the paper for as long as possible. Eventually, that ache of a loss would have become so great, and she'd want to fill it with something, and she would have read it then, holding it close to her heart.
She smiles then even with an ache in her heart. Her hand falls to Vanessa's to grip tight hold of it then, keeping in mind all she's learned about the horrible shit that she went through in her world, the shift in her soul too, all of it. That ache spreads all over. )
I'm really grateful you came back though, and sorry about all the shit you had to go through back- back where you're from.
[ That Red feels either gratitude or sorrow for her sake is so touching that Vanessa squeezes at her hand in turn. What manner of creature is she to have been so wasted in the underworld? Likely, there's so much more than even Vanessa has witnessed. ]
It is in the past. The heartbreak— [ She sighs, blinking away tears. ] The memories and lessons I will carry with me always, but...I am as free of those burdens as I'll ever be. The old monsters are gone.
[ At least the ones that she needs to worry about. The unwelcome ones. May her most beautiful monsters never leave her side.
She'll attempt a smile to mirror Red's. Small as it seems, the affection that it carries runs deep. ]
I think I am ready to embrace the new. To...try. What of you?
( Red's expression grows quiet as she explains, and there's still that feeling resounding inside of her. Good. It's good all the old monsters are gone, good that she might be free- as free as she possibly can be, and now that she's here maybe she can stay here too.
Maybe that's actually possible.
She doesn't know, and she doesn't even know that it's right: to try to become something different, something else, something beyond what she was made for, what they are fated to be.
The strange mix of multiple identities that swirl inside of her: monster and human-like, Cerberus and Red, the same but not. She does so clearly see the affection in Vanessa's features, and it reaches her. It's shared. )
That's good. It's not easy to... do that. ( Embrace the new. ) But this place probably makes it easier, fresh start in so many ways.
So yeah, I think- I am. It's what I've been trying to do.
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I don't know. It was important - your words, what you had to say.
( Red releases a long, shaky breath, because it's hard to put to words. Loss and grief are so new to her, and she wanted to hold on to that one piece of Vanessa that remains on the paper for as long as possible. Eventually, that ache of a loss would have become so great, and she'd want to fill it with something, and she would have read it then, holding it close to her heart.
She smiles then even with an ache in her heart. Her hand falls to Vanessa's to grip tight hold of it then, keeping in mind all she's learned about the horrible shit that she went through in her world, the shift in her soul too, all of it. That ache spreads all over. )
I'm really grateful you came back though, and sorry about all the shit you had to go through back- back where you're from.
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It is in the past. The heartbreak— [ She sighs, blinking away tears. ] The memories and lessons I will carry with me always, but...I am as free of those burdens as I'll ever be. The old monsters are gone.
[ At least the ones that she needs to worry about. The unwelcome ones. May her most beautiful monsters never leave her side.
She'll attempt a smile to mirror Red's. Small as it seems, the affection that it carries runs deep. ]
I think I am ready to embrace the new. To...try. What of you?
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Maybe that's actually possible.
She doesn't know, and she doesn't even know that it's right: to try to become something different, something else, something beyond what she was made for, what they are fated to be.
The strange mix of multiple identities that swirl inside of her: monster and human-like, Cerberus and Red, the same but not. She does so clearly see the affection in Vanessa's features, and it reaches her. It's shared. )
That's good. It's not easy to... do that. ( Embrace the new. ) But this place probably makes it easier, fresh start in so many ways.
So yeah, I think- I am. It's what I've been trying to do.