(there was no lashing out (truly, arlecchino is careful about that) since there was no need for verbal barbs. she's good at cutting deep with her words when she has to. that is one fact about the knave that would remain accurate while she has to wonder how obvious this must be, it can't be that apparent she's lonely, is it? no, if someone like furina can read that, it must be. maybe not to other people, there's not many who might read beyond the surface about the knave. the knave who was unpredictable and prone to the impossible, with ensuring that nobody would reach too deep against those cards she holds close.
she had her reasons for hiding those gifts, consideration for the fact that she knew she did more harm than good. arlecchino did assist the others, this was true. she did everything she felt necessary for those children that she calls her sons and daughters. they deserve their own home, their own place to rest their heads at, where they may never be faced with the horrors she grew up with. horrors that shaped and changed her further. sculpted her into this impossible woman of many mysteries and more underneath the surface. a daughter of khaenri'ah, but she would not call herself this.
cake and tea, like before during those tense meetings of theirs where furina would rather hide behind the traveler or neuvilette? it's not what she expected. arlecchino can consider that a slight surprise for this evening (aside from her being read for a change) from the way that she spoke. while furina had surrounded herself in many, arlecchino was....alone. she did not allow herself to let anyone that close. pierro did warn her that her own curse may never leave her. as with all of their fallen dynasties; arlecchino is more fortunate that she was even born.
or perhaps, not so fortunate. she is, by all counts, an ill omen on this world. an enigma that shouldn't exist while controlling her own stage. maybe even worse than a simple ill omen as well, frightening for those who would never understand her to learn or grasp. maybe even the same in practice when it comes to those that do understand the knave.
if anyone could, in reality.
it's not as though arlecchino has anything to lose in trying, she's already considered stopping her gifts. there is no point in bothering her further were this to not be as helpful as thought. the proverbial olive branch that is extended between them, that is. she would prefer to not allow it to be forced were furina not ready as a small consolation for their awkward standing.)
....I suppose that I do have time.
(time that was often spent not sleeping for long, a restful slumber is something that often is rejected by her body. her cursed body and her wretched mind when something particularly violent starts to gnaw at the thoughts she uses to avoid falling into that trap.)
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she had her reasons for hiding those gifts, consideration for the fact that she knew she did more harm than good. arlecchino did assist the others, this was true. she did everything she felt necessary for those children that she calls her sons and daughters. they deserve their own home, their own place to rest their heads at, where they may never be faced with the horrors she grew up with. horrors that shaped and changed her further. sculpted her into this impossible woman of many mysteries and more underneath the surface. a daughter of khaenri'ah, but she would not call herself this.
cake and tea, like before during those tense meetings of theirs where furina would rather hide behind the traveler or neuvilette? it's not what she expected. arlecchino can consider that a slight surprise for this evening (aside from her being read for a change) from the way that she spoke. while furina had surrounded herself in many, arlecchino was....alone. she did not allow herself to let anyone that close. pierro did warn her that her own curse may never leave her. as with all of their fallen dynasties; arlecchino is more fortunate that she was even born.
or perhaps, not so fortunate. she is, by all counts, an ill omen on this world. an enigma that shouldn't exist while controlling her own stage. maybe even worse than a simple ill omen as well, frightening for those who would never understand her to learn or grasp. maybe even the same in practice when it comes to those that do understand the knave.
if anyone could, in reality.
it's not as though arlecchino has anything to lose in trying, she's already considered stopping her gifts. there is no point in bothering her further were this to not be as helpful as thought. the proverbial olive branch that is extended between them, that is. she would prefer to not allow it to be forced were furina not ready as a small consolation for their awkward standing.)
....I suppose that I do have time.
(time that was often spent not sleeping for long, a restful slumber is something that often is rejected by her body. her cursed body and her wretched mind when something particularly violent starts to gnaw at the thoughts she uses to avoid falling into that trap.)
To your place, then?