07-12-2018, 07:09 PM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;font-family: calibri;"]They were of similar respite, then. Something about change, about the freedom that both of them had gained even if in different senses and terms... it brought the dreary to life, hope sparking some part of them that yearned for peace and happiness. Lirim had found it, at least in some way, even if everything was also overbearingly familiar and painful in it's difference.
It was still new, and they were free. Lirim Break was finally living up to their name, it seemed.
"Thank you," the sheer enthusiasm of her smile brought an equally genuine one up onto their maw, one that met their eyes as well. It had been so long since they had smiled... truly and genuinely smiled at someone and meant it without a constant tiring ache rendering it obsolete. It felt good... better than they could have ever hoped for, and that fact made them choose to do something they'd never done before.
"I would love to be shown around, if it wouldn't be too much trouble?" They didn't know this territory like they had the ones in the old world, had only just stepped into it for the first time of their life. Whereas the constant offers for tours had been useless back in the day, they couldn't push down an opportunity to explore and not get lost in the process.
Their gaze turned back to Gordon the moment she spoke up, smile still present and head tilting slightly to the side. They assumed that the title was some semblance of a high position, for otherwise they doubted that it would be important to mention, and although they weren't particularly curious about it (never seeking higher positions for themselves despite often gaining them for some unexplained reason) they decided to ask anyways, if only to continue a conversation and bring her into it. They were curious who the new Gordon was... no, who this Gordon was. Actually, that was a bad way to put it as well. Who Gordon was, as simply as that - it was time to erase the past, archive it and move on to realize that everything here was different.
"Starstruck Guardian? May I inquire what that title is and what it ensues?"
The next one to arrive was a strange site, for certain, armored to the tooth and without a good window for Lirim to determine just who he was and what his plans were. The anonymity was lost on them, however, not of particular concern when they, much like Washington, found it hard to actually care enough about those they did not know. This was not one of the creatures who had also been in the old world, unless he had been there after their death. In any case he was not someone that warranted some sort of greater reaction, not yet at least. Still, their politeness didn't fade, nor did they embrace the usual coldness that tended to envelop them when faced with those they did not know.
Perhaps Washington faked who he was, maybe even faked his sincerity, but Lirim had no intentions of being anything but authentic.
"Greetings," a moment of silence passed, Lirim's face contorting thoughtfully until they seemed happy with whatever question it was that had rose up to their tongue and they voiced it. "Do you prefer to be referred to with or without the 'Agent' in front of your name?"
// SORREL BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH GOOD WRITING OMFG I MISSED U AND UR GOOD ASS WRITING !!!!
It was still new, and they were free. Lirim Break was finally living up to their name, it seemed.
"Thank you," the sheer enthusiasm of her smile brought an equally genuine one up onto their maw, one that met their eyes as well. It had been so long since they had smiled... truly and genuinely smiled at someone and meant it without a constant tiring ache rendering it obsolete. It felt good... better than they could have ever hoped for, and that fact made them choose to do something they'd never done before.
"I would love to be shown around, if it wouldn't be too much trouble?" They didn't know this territory like they had the ones in the old world, had only just stepped into it for the first time of their life. Whereas the constant offers for tours had been useless back in the day, they couldn't push down an opportunity to explore and not get lost in the process.
Their gaze turned back to Gordon the moment she spoke up, smile still present and head tilting slightly to the side. They assumed that the title was some semblance of a high position, for otherwise they doubted that it would be important to mention, and although they weren't particularly curious about it (never seeking higher positions for themselves despite often gaining them for some unexplained reason) they decided to ask anyways, if only to continue a conversation and bring her into it. They were curious who the new Gordon was... no, who this Gordon was. Actually, that was a bad way to put it as well. Who Gordon was, as simply as that - it was time to erase the past, archive it and move on to realize that everything here was different.
"Starstruck Guardian? May I inquire what that title is and what it ensues?"
The next one to arrive was a strange site, for certain, armored to the tooth and without a good window for Lirim to determine just who he was and what his plans were. The anonymity was lost on them, however, not of particular concern when they, much like Washington, found it hard to actually care enough about those they did not know. This was not one of the creatures who had also been in the old world, unless he had been there after their death. In any case he was not someone that warranted some sort of greater reaction, not yet at least. Still, their politeness didn't fade, nor did they embrace the usual coldness that tended to envelop them when faced with those they did not know.
Perhaps Washington faked who he was, maybe even faked his sincerity, but Lirim had no intentions of being anything but authentic.
"Greetings," a moment of silence passed, Lirim's face contorting thoughtfully until they seemed happy with whatever question it was that had rose up to their tongue and they voiced it. "Do you prefer to be referred to with or without the 'Agent' in front of your name?"
// SORREL BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH GOOD WRITING OMFG I MISSED U AND UR GOOD ASS WRITING !!!!
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