" it's like i'm cursed or something . "
› random dialogue, with @ruinga.
Gaze lingers on the soldier, listening to what she spoke - there's bitterness behind it, sorrow. It creates a familiar hole within their own chest; the ghosts of past haunting their very soul. This CURSE that continues to linger &. for generations to come. How cruel of a fate others can be sentences to - when they merely want to be reunited with the only family left ... their sisters.
Vi shoves hands into dark coat pockets, their eyes fall &. look at the gravel beneath their feet. Soon, stomping the fore front of boot to the ground, twice, they take a step &. stood a bit closer to the pinkette; " It's the price we pay for being the eldest, I think. Slowly bein' crushed under the weight of AFFECTION for your siblings - hell, our whole family, yeah? " Pure exhaust spoken form the fighter, they have no regrets in the paths they've chosen - even if it did appear briefly. Much like Lightning could sympathize with, they'd always choose baby blue. Even if it's wrong, even if it somehow ended in their own inevitable death? It'll always be her.
" ... We'll find 'er. You 'n I might APPROACH shit differently, but - " Shoulders shrug, " I'll stick with you. I know what it's like - maybe not being some kinda chosen of God or whatever. I just know what it's like to have so much love for someone, to lose 'em OVER &. OVER &. OVER again. I can't let it happen to my friend, too. It's my moral obligation t'help you. " Eyes returns to crystal blues, a small smirk formed, one with such confidence.
" Just tell me what to do &. I'll do it. "
