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29-04-2023, 10:29 PM
Entry 3
The Chiss once more appeared in the flickering blue hue of a holo-image. Painting herself and the black robes she was endowed with in a different light, as always she stood relatively tall. Seemingly presenting both hands upon her forefront, seemingly allowing her red gaze to see its path downwards upon the viewer. Speaking in her demanding tongue, she sung in Cheunh
“I feel these Aliens are growing more and more pathetic. Some, deserve respect others barely deserve my politeness and I can’t help but think I’d take joy in their eventual suffering. As a purely logical result of their pride and arrogance, along with other self-evident flaws.”
She tightened her right hands grasp upon the left, as if strangling her digits under duress, the way it was pronounced so unfit for her rambling tongue
“Acolyte Johran; Constant Passivity and lack of courage, Acolyte Leive; Naïve, easily amused, Acolyte Sherrena; arrogant, prideful - lacking in self-awareness as to her qualities and position, Acolyte Matentus…”
The Girl seemingly allowed the camera, a small smirk to draw at the edge of her lips. As she drew her head forward, no longer cast down upon it. Allowing her eyes to truly focus upon the item before her,
“Oh-not bad for an Alien. Neither is Acolyte Rendvir, nor Acolyte Natellia.”
As this line of thought followed through, the slow dip of her head eventually everso slowly followed further allowing her eyes to drift downcast
“I still remember the world of ice, Yarrick I-V, I had to be reminded of the name, it really wasn't important. Neither was the mission, yet the experience of it. Still rings true, I remember the look and feel more than anything else, for once it felt like home. Ice and fire were always such pretty things, like my people. So I guess it might not be so accurate to say they are the Aliens… Since I am only one here after all."
The Girl faded as a seemingly nebulous timer ran out.
The Chiss once more appeared in the flickering blue hue of a holo-image. Painting herself and the black robes she was endowed with in a different light, as always she stood relatively tall. Seemingly presenting both hands upon her forefront, seemingly allowing her red gaze to see its path downwards upon the viewer. Speaking in her demanding tongue, she sung in Cheunh
“I feel these Aliens are growing more and more pathetic. Some, deserve respect others barely deserve my politeness and I can’t help but think I’d take joy in their eventual suffering. As a purely logical result of their pride and arrogance, along with other self-evident flaws.”
She tightened her right hands grasp upon the left, as if strangling her digits under duress, the way it was pronounced so unfit for her rambling tongue
“Acolyte Johran; Constant Passivity and lack of courage, Acolyte Leive; Naïve, easily amused, Acolyte Sherrena; arrogant, prideful - lacking in self-awareness as to her qualities and position, Acolyte Matentus…”
The Girl seemingly allowed the camera, a small smirk to draw at the edge of her lips. As she drew her head forward, no longer cast down upon it. Allowing her eyes to truly focus upon the item before her,
“Oh-not bad for an Alien. Neither is Acolyte Rendvir, nor Acolyte Natellia.”
As this line of thought followed through, the slow dip of her head eventually everso slowly followed further allowing her eyes to drift downcast
“I still remember the world of ice, Yarrick I-V, I had to be reminded of the name, it really wasn't important. Neither was the mission, yet the experience of it. Still rings true, I remember the look and feel more than anything else, for once it felt like home. Ice and fire were always such pretty things, like my people. So I guess it might not be so accurate to say they are the Aliens… Since I am only one here after all."
The Girl faded as a seemingly nebulous timer ran out.
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