"not here right now.
leave a message. will get back to you soon.
probably."
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NOTE: As of 12/2016, Rey has adopted the alias "Fiona Stransky" when working with the Guard. Something to keep in mind, as Rey maintains a low profile with her involvement in the group. Other than what is mentioned in the Guard records, there is no trace of a "Fiona" identified on the network.
[In most cases when Rey had been resigned to giving up, she still fought. She's been fighting her whole life, since the day she was "born" -- she doesn't know how not to.]
Well, you've always been pretty damned persistent, yourself.
[It's not entirely what Maketh meant, but she smiles nonetheless. She likes this, having dinner with Rey. Speaking with her over a glass of good mead. They ought to do it more.] Good. That -- that is very good.
[Rey's mouth tightens into a thin line at Maketh's suggestion. Not because she isn't partial -- she did like spending time at the river, be it to clear her head or routine maintenance on the dam.
[But the last time she had been there, she was visiting the headstone Nick helped make for the spot he buried Undine. The memory of Undine, anyway. Rey knows that was only an after image of the woman who made her. Does it really have to matter, though? It's all the same to Rey. To Nick as well.]
I... [She pauses to think, apprehensive of letting her sullenness poison the mood.] There's a game area set on top of the Speakeasy. Casino. Firo looks after it. Some of the stuff there's pretty fun.
I wish I had treated my family better, [she admits.] I'm not certain you would have liked them. My father was kind. A tailor. He made toys for the local children. My mother was a warrior. She never stopped being one.
Because I'm not sure they would have liked me, [Maketh admits.] I never saw them again, after I enlisted. They died when I was in training. And they -- they were angry, when I left. I don't--I'm not who I was, when they knew me.
[Maketh's story isn't a particularly unusual one. Rey has heard of similar family matters from those who enlisted. Even some of her past selves believed that they were running headlong into war to escape something -- someone.
[Before she speaks, she reaches over the table to take Maketh's hand.]
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[A futile thing to ask, really. But she trusts Maketh not to give her a bullshit answer.]
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[She meets Rey's eyes.]
I am done -- playing a role. I want to be myself. Even if that self occasionally finds you frustrating.
[She gives Rey a little smile.]
You are a very stubborn woman.
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I'd apologize, but I'm not really sorry because that's the one reason why I'm still alive. Too stubborn to die -- or stay dead, for that matter.
[It's a better reason than living because others have willed it.]
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Quite true. I complain, but I do admire that as well.
[Rey doesn't give up. She grumbles sometimes and digs in her heels, but she endures. There's something to be said for that.]
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Well, you've always been pretty damned persistent, yourself.
[Which she means in the nicest way possible!]
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I have worked very hard to get what I have.
[Not all of it was worth keeping. She knows that now. But still she fought.]
But. I am trying not to fight all the time.
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Well, that's a relief. Don't think I like fighting you that much.
[It's a wry but sincere comment.]
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[And a compliment. Maketh tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, watching Rey.]
We -- we can do this more often, can't we? Have dinner. I -- would like that very much.
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[Most people wouldn't think to go to Rey for pearls of wisdom, but she has them. Sometimes.
[She almost balks at Maketh's question.] Yes, of course. I'd pick dinner over arguing any day.
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There anything you want to do after this? Our options are limited, otherwise I'd take you to a movie or something.
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We could sit by the water. I like listening to it, sometime. Though I know it's not very interesting.
[She drops her eyes briefly.]
Was there something you wanted to do?
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[But the last time she had been there, she was visiting the headstone Nick helped make for the spot he buried Undine. The memory of Undine, anyway. Rey knows that was only an after image of the woman who made her. Does it really have to matter, though? It's all the same to Rey. To Nick as well.]
I... [She pauses to think, apprehensive of letting her sullenness poison the mood.] There's a game area set on top of the Speakeasy. Casino. Firo looks after it. Some of the stuff there's pretty fun.
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[It's asked with genuine curiosity.]
I'm more partial to chess, myself, but I've been told my skill is passable.
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[Most games was about the only thing he could kick her ass on.]
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Ah, well. We shall have to test that, then.
[She's quiet for a moment.]
I would have liked to have known him. Your brother.
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I think you'd like him, and vice versa... Orion's an idiot, but he's the first person to ever treat me like family.
[Before that, Rey didn't have a very healthy concept of what "family" is.]
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[Maybe it has something to do with her mother. But Rey will just let Maketh paint her the picture, first.]
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[Before she speaks, she reaches over the table to take Maketh's hand.]
What about now? You're not that same person.
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[It's not much of an explanation, and Maketh knows it. She sighs, holding Rey's hand.]
They knew me as a child and now I am not. But it's done. I made my choices.
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[She gives Rey a faint smile.]
I think I get stuck on these things, sometimes. Wondering.
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[Rey isn't just speaking for herself here, either. She knows plenty of people who get caught up in such things.]
It seems normal sometimes. Just don't do it too often -- you'll drive yourself batshit doing that.
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