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Yuri Leclerc ([personal profile] wolfish) wrote2023-06-26 06:50 pm

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— LET'S GET TO WORK。
NAME
YURI LECLERC

ASPECT HARBINGER
FACTION MERIDIAN
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[personal profile] warmare 2024-05-05 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[It does not surprise her to hear Yuri explain his business when it comes to information- after all, that is part of why she had called on him for this entire task, knowing it would have the potential to allow her to gather the same, if she could only master how to look and act human. ... If she could only quench the discomforting anxiety she feels about it.

But what he says after that, about... relating. It makes her one remaining (no, one exposed) eye dart away again. Makes her remember... that day, months and months ago now, when Claude had talked his way into her stall where she had curled in the aftermath of Meridian's loss in the Iconoclast Oracle trial, bitter and pained by the sensations that had swept through their faction. The one when he had talked about... being fellow outsiders.

Who could relate in ways that others could not.

She both does and does not have to think about his question. Would she rather she were human? If she was, her life would be completely different. It would have been completely different... and she could not even imagine who that woman would be now. But if she could make the choice now?]


- It isn't a question of "rather".

[Because even if she thought "yes"... the bracelet was only temporary. She could not exist as a human, not really. She would only have approximately half a day before the spell would unravel, and then need to be recharged before she uses it again. So it couldn't... it couldn't even-]

But... There are no jinba in your world, are they?

[- Not just in Almyra. Anywhere.]
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omg comes to wrap this a million years later im sorry

[personal profile] warmare 2024-05-26 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yuri offers her hope- the idea that perhaps jinba do exist somewhere in his world, even if people as he knows them are not aware of them. But that... That is not quite what upsets her about that thought. It is something else... and she does not know if she has the words to express it properly, nor the shame to keep trying to speak of her fears.

That if she were so selfish, and so naive, as to believe she could stay with him... to believe that she might somehow be able to make a life with him, live in his world with him... That being as she was would be a demerit. Not for her, per se, because she... She had grown up property as a race that was considered lesser and inhuman, so she was more than used to weathering insults and bearing disdain. But for Claude, no, for Khalid, who was a king, who would need his people to accept him and listen to him and not think he was some sort of... some sort of pervert, or degenerate, or... or something, somehow above marrying one of his own people, a human at all...

No.

She cannot say it.

Instead... instead, she lowers her halved gaze, and after a moment, her cheeks still ruddy despite her intent to banish it... She stands abruptly. Wobbles- but stands.]


... Come, Yuri. We have tarried here far too long, when there is practicing to be doing.

[She must focus on what is far more pressing.

Making this form a boon instead of a bane.]