[ find her in the See Through Friends not because she wants to be here but because she's lost as shit. she's standing with her usual bottle of booze, staring at one of the X-ray frames. it's showing the color of her soul - something orange, with swirls of red and bronze. not that she's entirely sure that's what it's referencing, judging by the look on her face.
or! alternatively! you can find her at the shafluflu pop-up store, looking through the boxes. she's got one in her hand, frowning at it. ]
[ x-ray souls. roxana notes the bottle of alcohol but doesn't comment. she comes up to vi's side and peers a the x-ray frame. roxana's is a very dark hue with threads and flares of crimson and gold. ]
What's bothering you? Can't figure out what it's showing you?
It could represent something about you although it's hard to pinpoint what without any reference. The colors suit you enough. On a visual standpoint only.
I'll write to him that you said he should try harder.
[ it's said half in jest.
at least there is that. the will to live is important. or at least the desire not to die. ]
You'll have to ask him. Most of the people from Hell have this kind of opinion, or so I've heard. Would you accept it if someone killed to bring you back to that side?
[ that first bit makes her laugh a bit. she doesn't protest! get good, scara.
as for the rest, she just... sighs, and rubs at the back of her neck. ]
... I don't know. I - I think I'd probably hate it. [ though she can't really shake the quiet little thought that it'd be nice to have someone devote that much effort to her, in a fucked up way. ]
It doesn't matter because they won't. [ she is so very, very sure of this. ]
I didn't expect a different answer from you, the first part. The truly self-sacrificial types wouldn't, but I find their opinions invalid most of the time.
[ on that topic, at least. ]
But it is hard not to be flattered, in some way. Even if the likelihood is low.
w4, MONDAY
or! alternatively! you can find her at the shafluflu pop-up store, looking through the boxes. she's got one in her hand, frowning at it. ]
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What's bothering you? Can't figure out what it's showing you?
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[ she glances at roxana properly with a little half-smile, and then at her in the mirror. ]
Any ideas? [ a beat. ] I've got the suspicion you might, Miss Colors.
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It could represent something about you although it's hard to pinpoint what without any reference. The colors suit you enough. On a visual standpoint only.
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Really? Orange? Kind of feel like it clashes with the whole. [ gestures to her hair. ] But I'll take your word for it.
Whatever it is, I'm sure it's super demeaning and rude.
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[ she raises her eyebrows slightly. ]
That says more about your opinion of yourself than anything else.
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[ takes a swig from her drink. ]
I just think this place isn't very nice.
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This is a familiar conversation.
[ teasing, a little. ]
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[ tone light. she wanders to the next frame to look at, which shows inside bones. ]
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It just means you're hitting a brick wall with a popsicle stick, sunshine.
[ looks at the Inside Bones... this place is so weird. ]
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[ she's not here to force vi. she's only pointing it out. ]
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[ a lopsided smile. ]
But you're cute for being concerned.
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[ she steps to the next frames, which doesn't show her anything different because she's not wearing anything with pockets today. ]
You are already attached to a few people.
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Sure. You're one of them. [ she rolls her shoulders. ] And you're the only one who ever points out something might be wrong.
It's fine. I'll make it.
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You'll make it. That much I won't doubt.
[ but that she'll be fine? roxana doesn't know about that. ]
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Thanks for the vote of confidence. [ winks at her. ] Especially when the odds are stacked! We're already dead, technically we didn't make shit.
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If you were Scaramouche, you'd likely be thinking the opposite. From the sounds of it, he wants to be over.
I'm no optimist by any stretch of the word, but everyone is angry and spiteful enough that I think it'll pull us through.
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[ makes a face. anyway. ]
I want to be over there so bad, I don't - get it. I don't get why someone would want this.
[ ... at least there's that. at least she doesn't want to die? ]
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[ it's said half in jest.
at least there is that. the will to live is important. or at least the desire not to die. ]
You'll have to ask him. Most of the people from Hell have this kind of opinion, or so I've heard. Would you accept it if someone killed to bring you back to that side?
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as for the rest, she just... sighs, and rubs at the back of her neck. ]
... I don't know. I - I think I'd probably hate it. [ though she can't really shake the quiet little thought that it'd be nice to have someone devote that much effort to her, in a fucked up way. ]
It doesn't matter because they won't. [ she is so very, very sure of this. ]
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[ even if you also hate wanting it, even if you think it's fucked up. ]
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Like I said, I wouldn't trade me for someone else. [ a shrug. ] But who wouldn't get a little thrill at someone caring that much.
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[ on that topic, at least. ]
But it is hard not to be flattered, in some way. Even if the likelihood is low.
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... Yeah. Someone picking you over anything else feels good. [ this has never happened to her in her entire life ]
Opinions invalid, huh. Not a fan of the self-sacrificing?
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