I don't— you use big hard words and I'm trying. Of understand. I don't mean to be bad.
-Frowning-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Gracia nods-
-Then gently rests against him-
Things have been really scary and sad lately...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?It is gone. It was unique. It did not belong to me, but my creator. Does that appear to you to be something you can understand? I have failed, I am a failure, and I will suffer the ignomious fate of a failue- tossed aside in a heap of death and darkness along with the rest of this place. I am sorry that I cannot keep the promise I made to you, but the spheres will elude us both except as a place of nightmares...
-Looks up, then at Maeva-
If it is any consolation, your soul will return to its planetary well. You will have yet another fate to explore. I, however, shall face whatever I face forever.
... Everything's going to end?
-She lifts her knees a little closer-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?When the evidence of my failure is observed, either by my creator or one of the Four, I will be punished. This place they will tear apart in the search. There will be devastation beyond recknoning.
-Groans-
I almost had it, too. Our situation could have been salvaged... I almost had it... it was within my grasp...
We can't give up. Turians don't give up.
There has to be for chance to us.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?...
-Looks at her-
-Laughs, bitterly-
How utterly biological of you... even to the end, you are compelled to resist, moved forward by instinct. In this courage, I must admit, you are admirable. Your innocence is refreshing to me. Tell me, Maeva, how do you intend to undo our doom? Shall you produce the treasure from the void, or perhaps alone stand against the will of a Moon? Shall you, with your strength and will, with daring and power, grasp the sky and cease its fall?
-Begins grinning, laughing-
Is this your dream? Your hope? Is that what you are compelled to? Hahahaha! What utter madness! Complete and utter madness... and yet... I wish to hear more of your words.
-She stands up, pacing a little, deep in thought-
When things are bad in battle, take what you can do. Even something small. Even if all you do is die properly. Standing up and not sulk hiding.
There may be in a way of getting your ring. We need to find out how.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I do not sulk! I have simply languished in the complete despair of an uncaring universe- a key difference therein lies!
... as a secondary point, how are we to go about obtaining this treasure again? If it has gone from the knowing world, from whence may it again emerge? Its ontology was replaced with that of a Bambi PS 2, whatever manner of creature that may be.
Someone has to know. Nothing happens here unless someone is linked.]
We'll find in the way for Bambi and restore it.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Scene of the crime.
-She points back to the room, then offers a hand-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She smiles up at her, just a bit, then turns to head back-
Before I got born, my parents fought in the huge war. And lots died. And nothing seemed to work. But they kept looking and they found how to win and they beat invincible.
Well that's why I'm the smart one.
-Smiling-
Edited by SR3NORMANDY on Sep 15th 2018 at 4:12:46 AM
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Well, if it works here that's fine, but I'm worried about getting bus fair back at home too.
Moth? Oh, uh you're the one Mr. My-Robot-Body-Is-Way-More-Sturdy-Than-Yours-Roo talked about.
-The tiny robot pouts and folds his arms as his sensors pick up on the chicken in the room-
Who's this? A new Reploid?
DeerThey fought Reapers. Reapers wanted to kill all us, but we built a machine that destroyed them. Not before lots of us die, but now we're safe. My parents thought they'd die but they didn't and they made me. Now my turn.
-She looks around-
Where was it?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

I'm fine, I'm fine! -Says the robot rolled up like a ball at the bottom of the staircase-
Oh? Uh, fine. But you're buying on the next meal. Seriously, my budget's pretty tight.
-Cliff passes over a bag-
Deer