Starfall - A Love RP

[Lotus Blossom she/her]

2 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"That is a poor assumption."

"Many assumptions are."

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

1 minute ago, Lotus Blossom said:

"Many assumptions are."

Envoy went quiet. For the first time since she had met him, he seemed tired.

[Lotus Blossom she/her]

7 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

Envoy went quiet. For the first time since she had met him, he seemed tired.

Mae didn't speak.

She simply walked back up to the door to make sure it was locked, for fear of Cedric entering.

Then she pulled out a chair for him, and sat down on her bed.

"Tell me more about yourself, Envoy."

[SmilingPanda19 Any!]

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Nobody:

Me: *sitting in the background with popcorn, waiting for the perfect time to bring Cedric in*

 

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

6 hours ago, Lotus Blossom said:

Mae didn't speak.

She simply walked back up to the door to make sure it was locked, for fear of Cedric entering.

Then she pulled out a chair for him, and sat down on her bed.

"Tell me more about yourself, Envoy."

"There is not much to say, I don't think. Do you have a more specific inquiry?"

[Lotus Blossom she/her]

3 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"There is not much to say, I don't think. Do you have a more specific inquiry?"

"Do you have a family?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

2 minutes ago, Lotus Blossom said:

"Do you have a family?"

"No."

[Lotus Blossom she/her]

54 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"No."

"Do you have any friends?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

2 minutes ago, Lotus Blossom said:

"Do you have any friends?"

"That depends on what you call a friend. Frankly, few people here know me."

[Lotus Blossom she/her]

1 hour ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"That depends on what you call a friend. Frankly, few people here know me."

"How many people know you, then?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

26 minutes ago, Lotus Blossom said:

"How many people know you, then?"

"I don't have a count. Just people who have seen be about, or those I have spoken to in securing proper residence and such."

[Lotus Blossom she/her]

1 hour ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"I don't have a count. Just people who have seen be about, or those I have spoken to in securing proper residence and such."

"Do you have a home?"

She paused.

"Not a house."

She looked him in the eyes, genuinely.

"A home."

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

Just now, Lotus Blossom said:

"Do you have a home?"

She paused.

"Not a house."

She looked him in the eyes, genuinely.

"A home."

"This world is my home, but the house can become one."

[Lotus Blossom she/her]

9 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"This world is my home, but the house can become one."

"Can a person?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

47 minutes ago, Lotus Blossom said:

"Can a person?"

"Yes. I imagine they could."

[Lotus Blossom she/her]

8 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"Yes. I imagine they could."

"What about material items, then? A book? A map? A clock? A painting? A tapestry?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

1 minute ago, Lotus Blossom said:

"What about material items, then? A book? A map? A clock? A painting? A tapestry?"

"Why do you ask this?"

[Lotus Blossom she/her]

2 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"Why do you ask this?"

"I want to know if I have a home."

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

Just now, Lotus Blossom said:

"I want to know if I have a home."

"You will, if you choose to accept it."

[Lotus Blossom she/her]

Just now, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"You will, if you choose to accept it."

She paused.

"I want to know if I have a home, or if I simply have a life. If I exist with no real place of belonging or meaningful soul."

She looked at herself in the mirror again.

"Perhaps, if material items could be a home. If a book, or a painting, or even a clock could be a home to someone. Perhaps then, I could have a home. And have a place where I belong."

She played with the rings on her fingers.

"Or maybe I was only meant to be a carrier for other's feelings, as always. Maybe I wasn't meant to rise in power, and use my intellect to assist me. Maybe I was only created to assist others. Or give my child a life. And the greatest fear- maybe I wasn't created for any particular reason at all."

She looked at him.

"So you see, I must know if I have a home. Not a house. A home."

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

2 minutes ago, Lotus Blossom said:

She paused.

"I want to know if I have a home, or if I simply have a life. If I exist with no real place of belonging or meaningful soul."

She looked at herself in the mirror again.

"Perhaps, if material items could be a home. If a book, or a painting, or even a clock could be a home to someone. Perhaps then, I could have a home. And have a place where I belong."

She played with the rings on her fingers.

"Or maybe I was only meant to be a carrier for other's feelings, as always. Maybe I wasn't meant to rise in power, and use my intellect to assist me. Maybe I was only created to assist others. Or give my child a life. And the greatest fear- maybe I wasn't created for any particular reason at all."

She looked at him.

"So you see, I must know if I have a home. Not a house. A home."

"You do. And you can do what you wish to make it."

[Lotus Blossom she/her]

1 hour ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"You do. And you can do what you wish to make it."

"Ah. There we are. I must make it for myself."

She brushed a hand through her hair.

"I must put my blood, sweat, and tears in this nearly impossible quest to belong. No."

She sat down on her bed, looking out the window.

"No, I cannot. I'm tired. I'm far too tired to try again. Somewhere else. Somewhere new. I was born here, and this is my fate. I have no more energy for fresh starts or false hopes. I'm also far too insignificant to leave the world behind. Who am I to try to find a home? For someone like me, it's not worth it. For someone like me..."

She looked down.

"We're a lost cause."

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

Just now, Lotus Blossom said:

"Ah. There we are. I must make it for myself."

She brushed a hand through her hair.

"I must put my blood, sweat, and tears in this nearly impossible quest to belong. No."

She sat down on her bed, looking out the window.

"No, I cannot. I'm tired. I'm far too tired to try again. Somewhere else. Somewhere new. I was born here, and this is my fate. I have no more energy for fresh starts or false hopes. I'm also far too insignificant to leave the world behind. Who am I to try to find a home? For someone like me, it's not worth it. For someone like me..."

She looked down.

"We're a lost cause."

"The home will not be your burden. But you could tell me what you need."

[Lotus Blossom she/her]

2 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"The home will not be your burden. But you could tell me what you need."

"No. I couldn't."

She laughed coldly under her breath.

"How could I tell you when I don't even know myself?"

She shut her eyes, her face suddenly displaying a look of pure pain. She was tired. She had a headache. She was in pain. But not from any sickness or pregnancy. Simply time. And her life. Her short life, shortened by a starfall. Yet still, all too long.

"If only I knew what it was I truly needed."

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

Just now, Lotus Blossom said:

"No. I couldn't."

She laughed coldly under her breath.

"How could I tell you when I don't even know myself?"

She shut her eyes, her face suddenly displaying a look of pure pain. She was tired. She had a headache. She was in pain. But not from any sickness or pregnancy. Simply time. And her life. Her short life, shortened by a starfall. Yet still, all too long.

"If only I knew what it was I truly needed."

"You have a chance yet to find it. Find yourself. I can do my best to help."