« hot.damn »TEXT ✧ AUDIO ✧ VIDEO ✧ ACTIONRey ✦ Original (Project SERAPHIM)
RESIDENCE ✦ In a cardboard box
GEMBOND ✦ Ruby "not here right now.
leave a message. will get back soon.
probably."
[When it comes to food, Rey is anything but spartan. It comes with wanting to try so many things, after not being allowed the proper senses to actually enjoy food before.
[So when Beatrice offers her the assembled sandwich, she doesn't hesitate to accept it -- or bite in almost immediately after. Her eyes are still somewhat foggy from the occasional flashes of visions and pain, but she's getting used to them now.]
Thanks. Is really good. [Rey manages to get out after a while, mouth still full like the rude barbarian that she is.
[Table manners are something she's pretty short on, as after that first bite, her stomach roars a reminder that she hasn't eaten at all that day. She doesn't even stop to clean off the crumbs and sauce from her cheeks.]
[ Beatrice understands that well enough. In her lonely life as a servant, she was limited in so many ways. Accordingly, she spent a fair amount now on food, elegant clothing, trips to different corners of the world.
She cackles at Rey's gustatory enthusiasm. The witch likes to try different foods, but she usually has better manners than that. ]
What a spirited woman! You dare to devour a witch's homemade sandwich in so uncouth a manner?
[ She's glad that Rey is managing to eat, at least. She strikes Beato as the type that doesn't take good enough care of herself, toned physique aside. ]
[That trademark physique would probably seem less impressive given the fact that Rey never had to work for it, or so Rey believes. Her bodies had been perfectly sculpted to bear the strength she was always meant to represent. Low-maintenance and ever-unchanging, she could be in stasis for several years and be ready to take on a tank when activated. It also means that she can get by on the bare minimum when it comes to sleep and food.
[Such things are neither here nor there at the moment, however. Rey just grunts a response to Beatrice's comment at first, not even bothering to talk yet with her mouth full.
[Between bites, she manages to get out a few words:]
Not sure how long it's been since the last meal.
[There you have it. Not even an apology, but a half-assed excuse before she goes back into consuming the remains of that sandwich in less than a minute.]
[ Beatrice hasn't done much to test the limits of her magical body, herself. She's never been placed in that sort of position, and in any case, she's afraid that if the world finds a crack in her mask, the whole thing might unravel. After all, like all of her magic, her existence as "Beatrice" is a story that she tells to the world.
But for Rey and everybody else, that story is real, able to be seen and touched. Even if Beatrice, or Sayo, is afraid of pulling the thread too hard. Without that, she's just a hideous, miserable thing that committed unspeakable crimes out of emotional weakness. Better to be a witch. ]
Honestly, shall I need to hire a nanny for you? Stoltezza! [ Why yes, she has practiced her Italian. ] Why, if you keep me coming over here I might have to do something drastic!
[ Not that she has much room to criticize. She often went without food for extended periods during the times she felt the least human. She can feel herself teetering on that edge, lately.
Beatrice's smile is a bit strained, as her heart is ripping itself to pieces over Jessica right now, and that has turned her thoughts towards dark places, but she's happy to see Rey enjoying her sandwich. ]
...Really. Kainé doesn't want that, and neither do I.
[There's a part of Beatrice's comment that gets a snort and a dismissive wave from Rey.]
Oh, non mi rompere le scatole. [Did she really learn Italian because of her love for opera?
[Yes. Yes, she did.
[Still, she stands by her retort, even if Beatrice has a point. Which is why Rey casts a more sobering glance to her friend.]
But really, it's fine. Trying not to make a habit out of it these days; Kainé and Konoha help make sure of that. [Implying that it was indeed a habit of hers at one point, though not always by any fault of her own.]
[ That earns a hearty cackle from Beatrice. Rey probably has a better understanding of the language than Beatrice, who just picked up bits and pieces of different European languages from the Ushiromiya library. English is probably the strongest of those. ]
And here I was prepared to unveil my magical cauldron that makes delicious soup every night, and my boar that roasts itself on a spit each morning!
[ She's glad for both of them. Even if it gets bad, they have people to look out for them. And perhaps that means each other, too. ]
[Even if she can't be understood, Rey flexes her language abilities sometimes, now that she knows these otherworldly translators aren't perfect. (It's particularly a common habit in bed, but that's another matter entirely.)
[Beatrice might be jesting just then, but Rey pauses in the middle of her next bite. Chewing slowly, she blinks at the witch.]
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[So when Beatrice offers her the assembled sandwich, she doesn't hesitate to accept it -- or bite in almost immediately after. Her eyes are still somewhat foggy from the occasional flashes of visions and pain, but she's getting used to them now.]
Thanks. Is really good. [Rey manages to get out after a while, mouth still full like the rude barbarian that she is.
[Table manners are something she's pretty short on, as after that first bite, her stomach roars a reminder that she hasn't eaten at all that day. She doesn't even stop to clean off the crumbs and sauce from her cheeks.]
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She cackles at Rey's gustatory enthusiasm. The witch likes to try different foods, but she usually has better manners than that. ]
What a spirited woman! You dare to devour a witch's homemade sandwich in so uncouth a manner?
[ She's glad that Rey is managing to eat, at least. She strikes Beato as the type that doesn't take good enough care of herself, toned physique aside. ]
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[Such things are neither here nor there at the moment, however. Rey just grunts a response to Beatrice's comment at first, not even bothering to talk yet with her mouth full.
[Between bites, she manages to get out a few words:]
Not sure how long it's been since the last meal.
[There you have it. Not even an apology, but a half-assed excuse before she goes back into consuming the remains of that sandwich in less than a minute.]
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But for Rey and everybody else, that story is real, able to be seen and touched. Even if Beatrice, or Sayo, is afraid of pulling the thread too hard. Without that, she's just a hideous, miserable thing that committed unspeakable crimes out of emotional weakness. Better to be a witch. ]
Honestly, shall I need to hire a nanny for you? Stoltezza! [ Why yes, she has practiced her Italian. ] Why, if you keep me coming over here I might have to do something drastic!
[ Not that she has much room to criticize. She often went without food for extended periods during the times she felt the least human. She can feel herself teetering on that edge, lately.
Beatrice's smile is a bit strained, as her heart is ripping itself to pieces over Jessica right now, and that has turned her thoughts towards dark places, but she's happy to see Rey enjoying her sandwich. ]
...Really. Kainé doesn't want that, and neither do I.
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Oh, non mi rompere le scatole. [Did she really learn Italian because of her love for opera?
[Yes. Yes, she did.
[Still, she stands by her retort, even if Beatrice has a point. Which is why Rey casts a more sobering glance to her friend.]
But really, it's fine. Trying not to make a habit out of it these days; Kainé and Konoha help make sure of that. [Implying that it was indeed a habit of hers at one point, though not always by any fault of her own.]
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And here I was prepared to unveil my magical cauldron that makes delicious soup every night, and my boar that roasts itself on a spit each morning!
[ She's glad for both of them. Even if it gets bad, they have people to look out for them. And perhaps that means each other, too. ]
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[Beatrice might be jesting just then, but Rey pauses in the middle of her next bite. Chewing slowly, she blinks at the witch.]
Are... those actually thing?
[Look, you never know with magic, okay?]