10-03-2019, 12:32 AM
"Echo."
If she could shout it she would, by the expression on her face, suddenly beaming even more than she was. Like a child on their birthday, she was given the gift of a name, and now that one person knew it, they could tell everyone else too, and suddenly it was a chain reaction. She feared being called "the mute" or "the parrot" or something to that effect, as she had back Home, but now? Now it was going to be fine.
She didn't really notice when she started thinking about staying here, wherever here was.
"Echo, Echo, Echo." Echo tested the sound of it, something that hadn't left her lips in a long time, a name given to her at birth that proved tragic in life, and a name she could finally use again. Being named, for some, was equivalent to being dominated, having power stripped from you; for sirens it was the opposite, with saying their names giving them more power; for Echo, though, it just brought her the simple joy of being known as a someone. Not a thing, or a nuisance, but a person, who lived and breathed and ate, even if she didn't talk. It was a really good feeling, frankly, and she wished it could have come sooner in her life.
Crowley had offered his own name, too, before asking five different questions, and his name was different from Wormwood's. It seemed... older, but newer, like something that had existed for a long time but only let out very recently. It wasn't some name that invoked a putrid sensation, like the Corona by his side, but something that had been fitted for him. It was grey, and it seemed a little... unpleasant, perhaps? But it was very him, in a way she couldn't quite prove, due to a lack of talking mixed with a lack of knowing him.
And then Crowley began making the Offer - it was probably rude to disregard someone so completely in a conversation, but she couldn't exactly regard him directly anyways, so what did it matter? - and she was left to catch her proverbial breath.
Do you want to?
That was a yes/no question with a thousand concurrent answers. Did she want to? If she did, what would happen? Was this body change permanent? A thousand answers, a thousand questions, but ultimately there was no choice to make here. She couldn't exactly live very well on her own, after all.
"Stay here... Tanglewood." She said, at first in the voice of the New Man, and then backpedalling to what Corona had said, a long pause between the two for her to remember what the words were, and what they meant. Stay here... Tanglewood. It was a strange name for a place, and these were strange fellows, but they were so welcoming. It was hard not to want to go just to see how long it would keep up.
She would come back to the sea soon, though. She could feel that much in her heart.
If she could shout it she would, by the expression on her face, suddenly beaming even more than she was. Like a child on their birthday, she was given the gift of a name, and now that one person knew it, they could tell everyone else too, and suddenly it was a chain reaction. She feared being called "the mute" or "the parrot" or something to that effect, as she had back Home, but now? Now it was going to be fine.
She didn't really notice when she started thinking about staying here, wherever here was.
"Echo, Echo, Echo." Echo tested the sound of it, something that hadn't left her lips in a long time, a name given to her at birth that proved tragic in life, and a name she could finally use again. Being named, for some, was equivalent to being dominated, having power stripped from you; for sirens it was the opposite, with saying their names giving them more power; for Echo, though, it just brought her the simple joy of being known as a someone. Not a thing, or a nuisance, but a person, who lived and breathed and ate, even if she didn't talk. It was a really good feeling, frankly, and she wished it could have come sooner in her life.
Crowley had offered his own name, too, before asking five different questions, and his name was different from Wormwood's. It seemed... older, but newer, like something that had existed for a long time but only let out very recently. It wasn't some name that invoked a putrid sensation, like the Corona by his side, but something that had been fitted for him. It was grey, and it seemed a little... unpleasant, perhaps? But it was very him, in a way she couldn't quite prove, due to a lack of talking mixed with a lack of knowing him.
And then Crowley began making the Offer - it was probably rude to disregard someone so completely in a conversation, but she couldn't exactly regard him directly anyways, so what did it matter? - and she was left to catch her proverbial breath.
Do you want to?
That was a yes/no question with a thousand concurrent answers. Did she want to? If she did, what would happen? Was this body change permanent? A thousand answers, a thousand questions, but ultimately there was no choice to make here. She couldn't exactly live very well on her own, after all.
"Stay here... Tanglewood." She said, at first in the voice of the New Man, and then backpedalling to what Corona had said, a long pause between the two for her to remember what the words were, and what they meant. Stay here... Tanglewood. It was a strange name for a place, and these were strange fellows, but they were so welcoming. It was hard not to want to go just to see how long it would keep up.
She would come back to the sea soon, though. She could feel that much in her heart.
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