[She'd sent that out rather brashly. It wasn't really a secret, but Vianca had learned very early on that people didn't like knowing that sort of thing. There was another moment of quiet before Vianca fixed her volume.]
Oh- no, please don't apologize. [ Oh boy oh no she didn't want to put Vianca in an uncomfortable spot just for asking after her! ] I... just wanted to make sure you were okay. It doesn't seem like an easy thing to talk about, after all.
[ ...But she says she's alright, so. Hm. ]
...I'm here for you, Vianca. If-- you're ever not 'alright'.
[ Sympathy permeates her voice, although she keeps it toned down for Vianca's sake-- she doesn't want to discourage her from speaking about it, if she doesn't mind it. It's her truth, and there's something strong about it, about being able to talk about it with some level of comfort.
Still, it's difficult not feel sad for how fleeting as the lives of many flowers are. ]
[It was painful and unbearably lonely. Had anyone even thought to look for her, when everything had ended? She thought she knew the answer, but she'd never really know. There was a tiny, sharp inhale.]
[ Perhaps, she considers, that the question was too invasive. But she had answered, and... she had given yet another answer that speaks to her strength.
Pyra can't help but smile at that. This world had taken her from her own, from death. Now, she's given the opportunity to do more, in this borrowed time. ]
You're blooming so strongly already, Vianca. [ --and will continue to do so, undoubtedly. ]
[ . . .Silence follows on Pyra's end just long enough to be awkward, if Vianca is not patient. ]
I see. Because, ah, if that's the case... I'd like to apologize for the assumption that you are a child. But if it's not... I suppose this means you might have more room to grow? In this world.
[The only things she knew about the pikmin that came before her or even what planet they originated was just from the book of notes she had, and even those were written by someone that did not have time to understand.]
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Date: 2021-07-08 12:54 am (UTC)[She'd sent that out rather brashly. It wasn't really a secret, but Vianca had learned very early on that people didn't like knowing that sort of thing. There was another moment of quiet before Vianca fixed her volume.]
... Yes. I'm sorry. I'm alright, Pyra.
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Date: 2021-07-08 01:00 am (UTC)[ ...But she says she's alright, so. Hm. ]
...I'm here for you, Vianca. If-- you're ever not 'alright'.
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Date: 2021-07-08 01:15 am (UTC)[She fidgeted with the phone a bit, trying to decide what was good to say.]
Most people do not like hearing it, but I do not mind talking about it. Flowers aren't meant to bloom very long.
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Date: 2021-07-08 01:22 am (UTC)[ Sympathy permeates her voice, although she keeps it toned down for Vianca's sake-- she doesn't want to discourage her from speaking about it, if she doesn't mind it. It's her truth, and there's something strong about it, about being able to talk about it with some level of comfort.
Still, it's difficult not feel sad for how fleeting as the lives of many flowers are. ]
You're... not scared?
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Date: 2021-07-08 01:43 am (UTC)[It was painful and unbearably lonely. Had anyone even thought to look for her, when everything had ended? She thought she knew the answer, but she'd never really know. There was a tiny, sharp inhale.]
... But it makes me want to try harder.
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Date: 2021-07-08 01:50 am (UTC)Pyra can't help but smile at that. This world had taken her from her own, from death. Now, she's given the opportunity to do more, in this borrowed time. ]
You're blooming so strongly already, Vianca. [ --and will continue to do so, undoubtedly. ]
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Date: 2021-07-08 02:13 am (UTC)I want to be, for everyone that has been so kind to me.
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Date: 2021-07-08 02:20 am (UTC)And... for yourself too, I hope.
[ Get that inner self esteem, gurl. ]
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Date: 2021-07-08 02:35 am (UTC)... Maybe a little.
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Date: 2021-07-08 02:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2021-07-08 02:45 am (UTC)I believe I am fully grown?
[The flower stage was the mature stage for a pikmin after all! And she had been this height for... forever.]
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Date: 2021-07-10 03:10 am (UTC)But also-- ]
You... are?
[ ........ ] Um, Vianca, may I ask-- how old are you?
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Date: 2021-07-10 03:20 am (UTC)Erm, and your kind... is that considered an adult?
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Date: 2021-07-10 03:26 am (UTC)I am the oldest pikmin that I know of. Olimar's notes do not have any clues of our lifespans.
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Date: 2021-07-10 03:30 am (UTC)I see. Because, ah, if that's the case... I'd like to apologize for the assumption that you are a child. But if it's not... I suppose this means you might have more room to grow? In this world.
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Date: 2021-07-10 03:43 am (UTC)It is alright. As a pikmin I may be fully grown, but...
[It is her turn to pause again, now asking for Pyra's patience.]
I am still not sure how to be a pikmin or a person, so... I believe you are right.
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Date: 2021-07-10 04:12 pm (UTC)But she smiles fondly at hearing that. ]
Is there Pikmin saying at all, for a moment like this? Such as "may you bloom and grow"?
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Date: 2021-07-10 04:35 pm (UTC)I would not know.
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Date: 2021-07-10 05:01 pm (UTC)[ Then, gently: ] Well, as our resident and only Pikmin... you can decide if there's saying to say or not, mm?
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Date: 2021-07-10 05:15 pm (UTC)... Can people just do that?
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Date: 2021-07-10 06:46 pm (UTC)Whether it's here and now, or sometime later. I'll be proud when you do come up with something-- as our dear Pikmin named Vianca.
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Date: 2021-07-10 06:57 pm (UTC)... Okay.