RE: [IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight
05-18-2020, 10:55 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-18-2020, 11:06 PM by SupahKiven.)
Something about what Lain said gives Sunny pause.
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"..." She takes a moment to muse before speaking quietly. "Perhaps...no, you do have a point. I'd not noticed this aspect of my beliefs... hmm.." After a moment, however, she seems to perk up.
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"Thank you! I'll have to spend some time to reflect on this!" Sunny smiles at Lain. "You're very interesting, Lain. I appreciate that! I hope you feel the same about me, and don't just tolerate my presence because I'm scary or something." She glances away, then turns back to Lain. "I am going to take a few moments to pray and think upon things, but I thank you again for this insight. And hey, if you ever feel the desire to test the 'smiting' thing, I shall be around! Just a word and I will be your loyal test subject." And with a laugh, Sunny trots off, leaving Lain to her devices.
To Roland, Sunny simply nods.
"I... understand your disbelief. My position is a precarious one, and I would not blame you for not believing me. But what I tell you now is the truth." Sunny turns to the side, frowning.
"My homeland looks to Progress from many directions. Think of a stone at the bottom of a river, its image warped by its surroundings. No one person stands in the same exact place, and no one person sees this stone in the exact same form. There are many forms of worship for Progress, and the most common one just happens to be a twisted form that serves a selfish ideal unbefitting of Progress' gifts." Her voice seems to feel with a bit of bubbling venom as she speaks.
"I hold the truth of Progress close to my heart, not a warped vision that serves only to exploit. That is why I am here, because I could not stand to support an incorrect version of my beliefs." She turns back to Roland, gaze steady. "But, as with the others, I doubt you care to hear about the intricacies of my reasonings, and I'll not waste our time. Just know that my Progress is not that which the Revotrian war machine claims to worship, if it can even be called such."
Sunny offers Milo a soft smile.
"I do not blame you in the slightest." She says simply, "From what I can guess, and you may correct me if I am wrong, you've been fed a version of Progress that is uncaring and cold. One who supports development and war for the sake of expansion. I am sorry that the faith has left you wanting... And though I wish to help fill that void, I will not press. Faith is heavy, and is only a burden on the unwilling."
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"I hope you'll not think me presumptuous for this, but I like to think we are birds of a feather in some capacity." She laughs quietly. "We're both out of our element, I feel." Sunny pauses for a moment before continuing. "But... well, I'm sure we will find our way sooner or later, right?"
"..." She takes a moment to muse before speaking quietly. "Perhaps...no, you do have a point. I'd not noticed this aspect of my beliefs... hmm.." After a moment, however, she seems to perk up.
"Thank you! I'll have to spend some time to reflect on this!" Sunny smiles at Lain. "You're very interesting, Lain. I appreciate that! I hope you feel the same about me, and don't just tolerate my presence because I'm scary or something." She glances away, then turns back to Lain. "I am going to take a few moments to pray and think upon things, but I thank you again for this insight. And hey, if you ever feel the desire to test the 'smiting' thing, I shall be around! Just a word and I will be your loyal test subject." And with a laugh, Sunny trots off, leaving Lain to her devices.
To Roland, Sunny simply nods.
"I... understand your disbelief. My position is a precarious one, and I would not blame you for not believing me. But what I tell you now is the truth." Sunny turns to the side, frowning.
"My homeland looks to Progress from many directions. Think of a stone at the bottom of a river, its image warped by its surroundings. No one person stands in the same exact place, and no one person sees this stone in the exact same form. There are many forms of worship for Progress, and the most common one just happens to be a twisted form that serves a selfish ideal unbefitting of Progress' gifts." Her voice seems to feel with a bit of bubbling venom as she speaks.
"I hold the truth of Progress close to my heart, not a warped vision that serves only to exploit. That is why I am here, because I could not stand to support an incorrect version of my beliefs." She turns back to Roland, gaze steady. "But, as with the others, I doubt you care to hear about the intricacies of my reasonings, and I'll not waste our time. Just know that my Progress is not that which the Revotrian war machine claims to worship, if it can even be called such."
Sunny offers Milo a soft smile.
"I do not blame you in the slightest." She says simply, "From what I can guess, and you may correct me if I am wrong, you've been fed a version of Progress that is uncaring and cold. One who supports development and war for the sake of expansion. I am sorry that the faith has left you wanting... And though I wish to help fill that void, I will not press. Faith is heavy, and is only a burden on the unwilling."
"I hope you'll not think me presumptuous for this, but I like to think we are birds of a feather in some capacity." She laughs quietly. "We're both out of our element, I feel." Sunny pauses for a moment before continuing. "But... well, I'm sure we will find our way sooner or later, right?"