The ball of hope was soothing to the young woman in a way that hadn’t felt happy in such a long time. She welcomed it with a rather open mindset as the gathering crowd began to diminish and she did her best to catch Roscorro’s eye to talk. She moved away from the gathering, into a more secluded spot of Solanis where they’d be able to speak without prying ears straining to listen to every word she spoke to him. The main thing she needed to do was apologize, to explain the need of her harshness toward him even though she was brash and quick to judge.
She, too, had a trial, where she needed to convince someone that she hated them. Roscorro’s own attempts at fixing his trial with the theft of her item was something she could understand even if she was irritable toward him for it, and perhaps a bit too harsh. But she needed to tell him that she was wrong – and she had decided to do so before the ball of hope was granted to them. Even if it solved the worry that sat in her throat. She needed him to hear from her that she did want to be his friend, despite it, provided they didn’t try to harm each other the way they had before, whether it be words or weapons.
And so she waited for him to approach, so she could offer her apology to him and only hope that he could understand, just as she was sure he hoped that she understood his reasoning for stealing her faceplate.
"Talk?"
She, too, had a trial, where she needed to convince someone that she hated them. Roscorro’s own attempts at fixing his trial with the theft of her item was something she could understand even if she was irritable toward him for it, and perhaps a bit too harsh. But she needed to tell him that she was wrong – and she had decided to do so before the ball of hope was granted to them. Even if it solved the worry that sat in her throat. She needed him to hear from her that she did want to be his friend, despite it, provided they didn’t try to harm each other the way they had before, whether it be words or weapons.
And so she waited for him to approach, so she could offer her apology to him and only hope that he could understand, just as she was sure he hoped that she understood his reasoning for stealing her faceplate.
"Talk?"
kiada
i think you will set yourself afire
before you realize that even you cannot conquer the sun
before you realize that even you cannot conquer the sun
@Roscorro <3 This takes place directly after the SWP with Kisamoa!
TROY FALLS A THOUSAND TIMES,
IN EVERY DREAM I DREAM.
(LIKE ASHES, LIKE ASHES,
LIKE A STAR BURNING OUT.)