They are both so loving in this hell. Though he'll finally move down the hall of mirrors, hand still in hers.]
That hospital provides all of Nadia's care without charge in accordance to the founder's wishes, so I've been able to live even on a teacher's salary without any worries.
[Maybe! Maybe... His smile becomes a little softer at that, though, and there's something a bit sad to it.]
It's still unknown, unfortunately... But the staff works so hard in trying to find one, and they're able to keep her in stable condition in the meantime. It's much, much better than the way things were before.
They can and they will. [He says it confidently! There's a warmth in his tone that speaks to the great depth of love he feels toward his perfect sweet baby sister.]
Though I do wish she would be well again quickly, that she has support and so many people working to better her health warms my heart.
It's for the best for the rest of the world that they're all quarantined there, anyway. Scien would not allow them to escape and that bitch is the only fucker on the island who could create planes early.]
None at all. Well—almost none. One man did wash ashore many hundreds of years ago, but no one has ever successfully left.
[THE DRIFTER... It's a whole different story. He swings their hands a little as he considers the question.]
I suppose that would depend on the circumstances that brought them there. It must have been tens of hundreds of years ago... Perhaps the island wasn't cursed at the time, so they were able to enjoy separation from the rest of the world.
i wish i could say elysia wouldn't like scien, but that'd be a lie. she'd just be compelled to try to annoy him.
they are still so in love in this thread, so she smiles as their hands swing. ]
Hmm... How mysterious. I have so many questions about your island, but I'll save it for another day. [ since they have the rest of..... whatever time they have here....! ] Have you ever wished to leave, Lucas?
Also that is so funny. Not like this. Please get better taste everyone who likes Scien (that is also me).]
I'll be happy to answer any questions that you might have. [Brightly! Good thing they definitely have so much time left together...! This question in particular seems to catch him off his guard though, and he slowly shakes his head.]
I haven't, really... I can't recall ever having similar aspirations to yours.
[ elysia likes everyone.... and she has an amoral scientist friend who does human experimentation without guilt who also experiments on herself. ]
I don't think you need to travel like I did or anything. Not everyone has to see the world, but... I wonder what cures could exist outside your island.
[ for whatever is plaguing the island in general and for whatever could be wrong with nadia. ]
He lapses into a bit of silence at that, though. He doesn't really think of it very often since it's a distant what-if that he knows he'll never see in his lifetime, and he has faith in his god anyway. Hilariously, the rest of the world would not have cures since Arpechele is the most technologically advanced place in this wholeass 17th century globe.]
It's not exactly something that I can wish into existence, so it's better not to wonder about it, really...
[STOP i would never let both go even though i let the uncursed one go....... girts my frits...
But yay! The exit! No more horrific memories to be had. Lucas smiles, warm and content and pleased to have this affection bestowed upon him by Elysia whom he is for real so madly in love with.]
You and I both agree with that, at least. For however many tumbles life's path takes, there's always an upward slope at the end.
they exit!! full of warmth brought by their very true and real love, she lets some of her thoughts of the future slide away, at least for this fleeting moment that she knows will remain with her for the rest of her existence. his words are ones that resonate. ]
Tragedy isn't the end. It's the beginning of hope.
[ oh i didn't realize you were referencing the extreme catholic guilt from murdering the last game.
she spins with a little laugh. ]
My dear Eden... She's my best friend. She was like gold in every way, but that's not how you two are similar. It's in the way you carry yourselves and the way you reach out to people - how you hold out your hand.
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she's still thinking, but she nods, as loving as ever. ]
Were you able to stay afloat? The medical expenses were never too much?
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They are both so loving in this hell. Though he'll finally move down the hall of mirrors, hand still in hers.]
That hospital provides all of Nadia's care without charge in accordance to the founder's wishes, so I've been able to live even on a teacher's salary without any worries.
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That's fortunate for the both of you. Does the hospital have a diagnosis for Nadia? Or is it unknown?
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It's still unknown, unfortunately... But the staff works so hard in trying to find one, and they're able to keep her in stable condition in the meantime. It's much, much better than the way things were before.
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There's still hope yet, if she can be kept stable. Things can always improve.
[ as much as they can get worse. ]
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Though I do wish she would be well again quickly, that she has support and so many people working to better her health warms my heart.
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[And they do not have planes, despite having clone technology, because it's the 18th century.]
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she thinks they should have prioritized better boats and planes over clone technology, but this isn't her island.
she hums. ]
None at all? Whoever first arrived on your island.... would you consider them lucky or unlucky?
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It's for the best for the rest of the world that they're all quarantined there, anyway. Scien would not allow them to escape and that bitch is the only fucker on the island who could create planes early.]
None at all. Well—almost none. One man did wash ashore many hundreds of years ago, but no one has ever successfully left.
[THE DRIFTER... It's a whole different story. He swings their hands a little as he considers the question.]
I suppose that would depend on the circumstances that brought them there. It must have been tens of hundreds of years ago... Perhaps the island wasn't cursed at the time, so they were able to enjoy separation from the rest of the world.
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i wish i could say elysia wouldn't like scien, but that'd be a lie. she'd just be compelled to try to annoy him.
they are still so in love in this thread, so she smiles as their hands swing. ]
Hmm... How mysterious. I have so many questions about your island, but I'll save it for another day. [ since they have the rest of..... whatever time they have here....! ] Have you ever wished to leave, Lucas?
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Also that is so funny. Not like this. Please get better taste everyone who likes Scien (that is also me).]
I'll be happy to answer any questions that you might have. [Brightly! Good thing they definitely have so much time left together...! This question in particular seems to catch him off his guard though, and he slowly shakes his head.]
I haven't, really... I can't recall ever having similar aspirations to yours.
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I don't think you need to travel like I did or anything. Not everyone has to see the world, but... I wonder what cures could exist outside your island.
[ for whatever is plaguing the island in general and for whatever could be wrong with nadia. ]
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He lapses into a bit of silence at that, though. He doesn't really think of it very often since it's a distant what-if that he knows he'll never see in his lifetime, and he has faith in his god anyway. Hilariously, the rest of the world would not have cures since Arpechele is the most technologically advanced place in this wholeass 17th century globe.]
It's not exactly something that I can wish into existence, so it's better not to wonder about it, really...
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she doesn't know the state of the rest of his world. she just thinks his island culture could be much improved. ]
It's not something I'd force you to think about, but I would like your island to be less isolated someday.
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I would like for that as well, someday. Once we've sorted out our own problems and can move forward safely as a nation.
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anyway, they're likely near the exit of the hall of mirrors by now. she lifts their hands to kiss the back of his hand. ]
It sounds like it'll take a while yet, but I believe that eventually, things will always get better.
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But yay! The exit! No more horrific memories to be had. Lucas smiles, warm and content and pleased to have this affection bestowed upon him by Elysia whom he is for real so madly in love with.]
You and I both agree with that, at least. For however many tumbles life's path takes, there's always an upward slope at the end.
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they exit!! full of warmth brought by their very true and real love, she lets some of her thoughts of the future slide away, at least for this fleeting moment that she knows will remain with her for the rest of her existence. his words are ones that resonate. ]
Tragedy isn't the end. It's the beginning of hope.
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The beginning of hope, is it? I do agree with that. Your wording is as lovely as a poet's.
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Is it? Maybe I've just seen a few too many plays in my time.
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There isn't anything wrong with that, you know. I've loved reading the ones that wash ashore—the scripts, that is.
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Do you? You'd get along so well with my friend, Eden. She used to star in so many plays... but you two have a similar atmosphere.
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A similar atmosphere? How so? [A curious little look as he gives her a gentle twirl.] You talk about your friends so sweetly...
[HE'S TOUCHED BY IT. It's something he'd find endearing even when his braincell isn't fried by cursed love.]
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she spins with a little laugh. ]
My dear Eden... She's my best friend. She was like gold in every way, but that's not how you two are similar. It's in the way you carry yourselves and the way you reach out to people - how you hold out your hand.
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