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❂ one | video post
[ Betraying the heavy mood of the City, the center of town is relatively quiet. Only the soft patter of foot steps here and there and the murmuring of hushed voices reach the air, but if anyone was to pay attention, they might notice a orange-yellow orb making a low course across the sky. An orb that's heading for a direct target-- which just happens to be a certain ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shiningdown. Ironic, isn't it? And the orb dips, gaining speed as it begins to fall toward earth, the light peeling back to reveal a young man with look of death (or at least shock) across his face. Finally he reaches his target, colliding directly into the woman, and in turn knocking them both into the fountain. There's a rather loud splash, as there obviously would be. ]
Oh, Mother! Mother, I've gotten you all wet!
[ absolutely furious splashing, like someone's just flailed her arms in exasperation...which Yvaine has ] Mother? Who's 'Mother'? Ow, would you get off of me already? ... [some more indignant splashing]
You are my mother! [he still hasn't gotten off her yet, probably too caught up in the moment to realize that he just might be heavy.] See, I've got this candle- I've got the candle you gave me, and I thought of you just like I was supposed to...then suddenly I was here!
[ a long pause........silence.....maybe just the sound of the fountain ] I'm as much your mother as you are a genius. Weren't you listening? I said, move! [the sound of...well she's trying to push him over now, not really caring if she tips him right over back into the fountain next to her or not because...he Isn't Listening fff ]
[ he lands beside her with another splash, choking on a gulp of water in the same motion.] But this candle is- [a fit of coughs] ...this candle should have taken me to my mother! Unless-- [ there's a stunned look on his face, his mouth half agape and eyes wide as he focuses them on Yvaine. ]
...I was thinking of my mother, and then Victoria popped in my head -- the star! I was thinking of the star! Then why- then why am I here in a fountain? On top of a woman! There's no star around here! Is this ruddy candle broken or something?
[ equally stunned silence but not of astonishment...unless you count astonishment by what Yvaine considers the closest personification of the word idiocy she's ever been so unfortunate to encounter ] ...of course. It had nothing to do with you not being able to follow simple directions. [sarcasm, would you like some more? because there IS more...lots]
You're unnecessarily cruel, you know that?
Only if you've earned it!
How have I earned it? I haven't done anything to you!
shiningdown. Ironic, isn't it? And the orb dips, gaining speed as it begins to fall toward earth, the light peeling back to reveal a young man with look of death (or at least shock) across his face. Finally he reaches his target, colliding directly into the woman, and in turn knocking them both into the fountain. There's a rather loud splash, as there obviously would be. ]Oh, Mother! Mother, I've gotten you all wet!
[ absolutely furious splashing, like someone's just flailed her arms in exasperation...which Yvaine has ] Mother? Who's 'Mother'? Ow, would you get off of me already? ... [some more indignant splashing]
You are my mother! [he still hasn't gotten off her yet, probably too caught up in the moment to realize that he just might be heavy.] See, I've got this candle- I've got the candle you gave me, and I thought of you just like I was supposed to...then suddenly I was here!
[ a long pause........silence.....maybe just the sound of the fountain ] I'm as much your mother as you are a genius. Weren't you listening? I said, move! [the sound of...well she's trying to push him over now, not really caring if she tips him right over back into the fountain next to her or not because...he Isn't Listening fff ]
[ he lands beside her with another splash, choking on a gulp of water in the same motion.] But this candle is- [a fit of coughs] ...this candle should have taken me to my mother! Unless-- [ there's a stunned look on his face, his mouth half agape and eyes wide as he focuses them on Yvaine. ]
...I was thinking of my mother, and then Victoria popped in my head -- the star! I was thinking of the star! Then why- then why am I here in a fountain? On top of a woman! There's no star around here! Is this ruddy candle broken or something?
[ equally stunned silence but not of astonishment...unless you count astonishment by what Yvaine considers the closest personification of the word idiocy she's ever been so unfortunate to encounter ] ...of course. It had nothing to do with you not being able to follow simple directions. [sarcasm, would you like some more? because there IS more...lots]
You're unnecessarily cruel, you know that?
Only if you've earned it!
How have I earned it? I haven't done anything to you!
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[ she can't even go on making fun, she just stops, a mild snort of indignity, the sound that equates to the rolling of eyes ]
Mm, well you are something of a moron and even if you aren't a flying one you certainly were a falling one.
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And haven't you ever been in love? You must have at least once. And if so, you should know- you should know that love makes your mind do things you'd never expect. Maybe even things that seem absolutely crazy, but absolutely worth it if its for the sake of that person's heart.
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I know very little about love.
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One day you will. I don't think anyone can go throughout their life without falling in love once.
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Yes, well.
[ totally not a committal answer and she knows it, a frown most stubbornly stuck on her face which is turned away from him anyway---why won't he just leave her alone? Oh wait. She remembers. Of course. The star.
The fallen star. Her quick limp away stalls as she considers this.]
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...Then again, it's hard to find love when one attempts to hate everyone.
[ No sense of tact, no sense of tact at all. But maybe he'll see fit to regret his words later, once he gets some sense knocked into him. ]
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Have you ever seen a falling star?
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You can now say that you have spoken to one as well.
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You?
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Yes. Me.
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That is amazing.
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Well, that is one opinion, certainly.