vatheon | We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean.

Who: The Dolorosa and anyone who comes across her
When: April 21st
Where: The island, on the beach
Style: Starting prose but if you want to use brackets I'll follow that!
Status: Open

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With the breaking of the bubble exiling them to the island above, the Dolorosa was taking some time away from the things she usually occupied herself with and was sitting on the beach, enjoying the warmth of the day with her face turned up towards the sun and her eyes closed.

The dress that she usually wore had proven unsuitable for living up here, and with no access to anything else she had simply made a few brief modifications with what she had available, and now the skirt was cut shorter - up to an inch below her knees - and the sleeves cut to half way up her forearms. The neckline now showed her collar and a little of her shoulders, and as she sat on the beach she curled her toes into the sand, her shoes set neatly beside her.

A warm breeze ruffled her hair and she sighed contentedly, bringing her shoulders up for a moment and then letting them relax. Rin had been right. A house was just a house. They could always make new memories.

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Sufferer's smile fades a little as she asks that, and he thinks seriously and thoughtfully on that question.

"No. I wouldn't have had it any other way." He chuckles then, a little sadly. "Well... if I could, I'd have had it the way it is now, the way we have things here. But that wasn't meant to be on Alternia."

"No, I suppose that it wasn't." She looked over at him, and then smiled and kissed his cheek. In the end, she was just glad to have him here, glad that he was alive and happy and safe, and that he still needed her, even if it wasn't as much as he used to.

"Have you ever seen this happen before? The barrier breaking?"

Sufferer is glad for the change in subject, and his eyebrows knit together in thought. "No. As long as I've been here, the barrier has held." He shrugs. "But then, I've also been a squeakbeast, a bard, and had a huge set of horns since being here, so who knows what else might happen?"

She couldn't help but laugh, and it was a warm, genuine sound as she made herself more comfortable under what of his cloak was wrapped around her shoulders.

"There must be so much that you can tell me of your time here, I feel that I should have asked sooner."

"You don't even know, Rosa." He cuddles a little closer and smiles up at her. "This place throws a lot of strange things at you, that's for certain."

Her arm wound around his middle, hugging him against her side as she returned his smile with a soft one of her own.

"Do any in particular come to mind?"

"When I got turned into a squeakbeast, Dualscar was a merman and tried to splash me with his tail. It's a good thing he missed, or I would have fallen off the side of the fountain. Summoner was a fox that week and carried me around on his head. And then I got to be Death for a week and wear a motorcycle helmet and actually sort of made friends with the Grand Highblood, and Disciple was an electric furbeast and only I could understand her when she talked."

"Oh.. my." All of that, hm? She tilted her head to one side as she considered everything he said, and found herself wondering once again at the kind of power this place must have if it could so easily change their forms and minds on a whim.

"I have had a small number of conversations with the Grand Highblood since coming here... I have been informed by others that my actions the last time I came to this place are the reason he is unable to act as freely as he would wish to."

"Mmmmmm." Sufferer makes a noncommittal noise and shrugs one shoulder. "I don't like it, what's been done to him, but he's also unwilling to behave in a way that's conducive to everyone else living peacefully. I don't know what else to do with him."

"I cannot think of anything that would not actively compromise his nature," she murmured in response. She'd spoken with him, seen how terribly bored he was with the way he was being forced to live, and she couldn't help but think that it was only a matter of time before he tired of it.

"I know that if there was anything to be done, you would have done it, dear one."

It probably is only a matter of time, but they'll deal with that when they get to it.

"Summoner and Darkleer keep him entertained, I think, but that leads to problems with other trolls. It's complicated." Sufferer sighs. Honestly, he wishes the scientists would just take GHB back to their own world, where he could be as brutal and awful as he wanted and not bother everyone else.

"I do not understand the purpose of keeping him here, unless they wish to see what lengths we may go to in order to protect others from him." She knew they were here for the coral, but there had to be something more than that...

Her attention moved over to him, lingering on his face, every curve and weary line. She'd missed him, and it only really came to the fore of her awareness when they were close like this.

"Should he decide to return to his old ways.. it is not something that will surprise me.. and he will be difficult to stop."

"I know." Boy, does he. Rosa wasn't here the last time a GHB went berserk and it took nearly the entire bubble to get him calmed down. Sufferer sighs and leans his head on her shoulder. "The best we can do now is hope that he stays quiet."

"Mm.. what is it I have heard the humans say.. I am keeping my fingers crossed?"

She chuckled and made the gesture, then dropped her hand to her lap. "What an odd species they are.."

We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean.

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Rosa, put your tits away, this is Sufferer, not Dualscar!

PFFT rood :B

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