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[fordola]

Name: Fordola
Date: 1/1 - the early morning.
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I'd celebrate the new year with you all, but it's not the same, is it? Not all of us came though at the same time - some of us might have only spent half a year before this new dawn. Not that I celebrate the time. A year's a year, now isn't it? Just another date.

But you know. Thinking on that - it's weird, isn't it? Nobody new has come though for a while. There were those objects, and even some living things? But nobody else like us. Either something big is coming up, or the magic - or whatever - has gotten all it needs.

Either way is a little fucked up, but in different ways. Any of you got thoughts?

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[wordsinthesoul]

And to you. [He settles down next to her, reaching out to touch, gently.] I saw what you wrote, but- it's still a marker, hm?

Is there anything you'd wish for?

[fordola]

...yeah, it is. [ she let her wings touch him, quietly. ]

Eh? I just can't sleep right now.

[wordsinthesoul]

It's nice, in a way. To see how far we've come. [He stretches his own out to match her, stroking some of her feathers.]

Well- for the new year.

[fordola]

[ A little sigh. ]

I want to be seen as one of them. As not an outsider - Mirrorbound or Monster. Both of 'em feel like a slur.

[wordsinthesoul]

[Oh. He holds his arm out to her, willing to offer her a hug.]

…well. I don't believe that we should forget about Eorzea, but… I understand that. [Being brought acoss the country, where the other people spoke differently…]. It is a marker that divides us. I… at the least, it would be good to feel that we were proper equals.

[fordola]

[ A little sigh, as she nuzzled into the hug. ] I'm not looking forward to if I head home. Back to a cell - maybe stuck like this.

But, like... it really is. That's how it goes, though. Gotta have some people better then others.

[wordsinthesoul]

[He makes a soft sound, wings coming up to wrap around her.] I'd like to think it might be otherwise, but… it would take some negotiating. But you've been doing good work here, haven't you?

…over and over, we keep dividing ourselves. But I'd like to believe we can be better than that.

[fordola]

I have. And you can vouch for me, right? I mean... as I said, I saw ya. Maybe it'll change.

Garlemald promised me better.

[wordsinthesoul]

I can. Hard to say what anyone will make of it, but- you've come a long way. It'd be a good thing.

But- it wasn't followed up on as such, was it?