SO THIS ONE HAD FIGHT, huh? good. anything was better than how stagnant it felt back in rhode’s island when she loaded on that ship briefly, how those little operators would bite their tongues and hold back, all at the behest of kal’tsit and her blanketed explanation. and even if she had no personal strife with this particular sarkaz, well… ❝ Oooh, you got gall~. But it isn’t like I said I wasn’t, ❞ she retorts right back, never losing the stride of her tone. why should it bother her overly much? and if she wanted a lesson in glass houses, she would be throwing more than mere stones.
❝ I get that. I was the same back when I was let on. I didn’t really stay around as much as I could. Plus it kinda got boring when they didn’t let the ones who wanted a go at me to do it. ❞ one shrug of her shoulders, tilting her head a little, amber eyes observing those of brilliant purple. ❝ But like, ain’t that bad for you, too? Staying in a place like this as an extended excursion, I mean. If you got memory problems already, won’t more tangle themselves up in your noggin’? ❞ this question was a bit more genuine than trying to rile anything up, curious in how all her memories would compound, whether false remnants would implant themselves just as they seemed to plague her back home.
❛ You’re very irritating. Is it deliberate ? I’m not sure how the ones who ‘wanted a go’ at you were able to hold themselves back. ❜
IF it weren’t for the steep slope of her brow, one would be hard-pressed to see any signs of irritation despite her retort. Surtr suspects it is deliberate on the mercenary’s part; whether it’s out of genuine need for amusement or something more complex, she couldn’t say. Nor does she particularly care to figure it out. Normally she didn’t have time to waste on people like this... but circumstances have changed rather drastically. The goal is the same, but the parameters are different. This place lacks quite a few of the inherent dangers of her homeland, therefore freeing up more of her valuable time. … Not that she would spend all of that time on someone else’s entertainment.
❛ They don’t work that way. The past and the present are separate beasts. If I were to draw a comparison... those memories are akin to traveling down a road at night for the first time. The curve of the road is familiar to you, but the shapes and landmarks seem changed somehow. The present, however, is just like any other day. ❜ She pauses for a moment, clicking her tongue before nodding once. She seems satisfied with her own explanation. Now, as for that other matter...
❛ If that really is the sort of entertainment you seek, you should hope more of Rhodes Island’s personnel show up here. After all, this isn’t Rhodes Island, is it ? ❜