[Ginia hasn't been able to figure out how many people left in the week she spent asleep, but it's not an insignificant amount. Maybe it's more notable because of how many people she knew, but it also feels like she shouldn't be the one hurting as much. She's not the one losing exemplars or lovers. Just friends and she needs to comfort the lovers left behind. Maybe she shouldn't even miss Caster or Archer, but that's not how feelings and memories work either.She drops on the couch and pats the spot next to her, surveying the piles and spread of memories in front of her. Angling a bit so it's easier to sign at him, she heaves another tired sigh.]
You're a very attractive distraction, so it's tempting, but... maybe we should talk. [Ginia glances at the blanket and its distinct bands of color before looking back.] My second god and his exemplar were among the ones to leave. Everyone I knew from that temple is gone now.
[So she could bury everything. Hide all the secrets no one ever has to know. But all buried things either last forever, rot, or bloom, and she's pretty sure nothing can grow any more. Her hands clench together. Is there a gracious lead up or is it better to get right into things? She's never been one for delaying with small talk.]
I think you probably guessed why Unmi's words upset me at the wedding. I slept with Caster while I was his shinki. I also went on a date and made out with my exemplar. I thought I loved them. That was a mistake.
[Ginia isn't sure when she began crying again or why. She wipes at her eyes with the heel of her hand, breath hitching.]
I bet Heaven would hate me if they knew. [She smiles, turning her knives onto herself when she's at her worst.] Nora, got involved with my god and exemplar, I'm the worst.
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[Ginia hasn't been able to figure out how many people left in the week she spent asleep, but it's not an insignificant amount. Maybe it's more notable because of how many people she knew, but it also feels like she shouldn't be the one hurting as much. She's not the one losing exemplars or lovers. Just friends and she needs to comfort the lovers left behind. Maybe she shouldn't even miss Caster or Archer, but that's not how feelings and memories work either.She drops on the couch and pats the spot next to her, surveying the piles and spread of memories in front of her. Angling a bit so it's easier to sign at him, she heaves another tired sigh.]
You're a very attractive distraction, so it's tempting, but... maybe we should talk. [Ginia glances at the blanket and its distinct bands of color before looking back.] My second god and his exemplar were among the ones to leave. Everyone I knew from that temple is gone now.
[So she could bury everything. Hide all the secrets no one ever has to know. But all buried things either last forever, rot, or bloom, and she's pretty sure nothing can grow any more. Her hands clench together. Is there a gracious lead up or is it better to get right into things? She's never been one for delaying with small talk.]
I think you probably guessed why Unmi's words upset me at the wedding. I slept with Caster while I was his shinki. I also went on a date and made out with my exemplar. I thought I loved them. That was a mistake.
[Ginia isn't sure when she began crying again or why. She wipes at her eyes with the heel of her hand, breath hitching.]
I bet Heaven would hate me if they knew. [She smiles, turning her knives onto herself when she's at her worst.] Nora, got involved with my god and exemplar, I'm the worst.