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riverview2017-10-01 10:16 pm
realimperfect) wrote in riverview2017-10-01 10:16 pm
oo1. ( video - - early hours of october 2nd )
[ The video feed opens to a mostly dark room, a diffused light somewhere in the room providing enough light with which to see Re-L. It’s nearly 3 AM at the time of recording, and yet there she is, lounged on some piece of furniture in her apartment, a small throw rug over her feet, the soft patter of rain in the background.
She leans forward to settle the communicator on a table, pushing a stray piece of bang too short to make her ponytail behind her ear as she straightens again. Many things, of late, have had her thinking. Perhaps a little too much, but it wouldn’t be a day in Re-L’s world without a little over thinking and, perhaps, idle musing. Piling thoughts related to how, maybe, things could have been different in her home world had things aligned different, how exactly she may have landed herself here.. etcetera.
An abandoned book sits beside her, which seems to indicate she’s been up too late reading, thinking a little too much in the rain as a precipitant to this : ]
Does anyone else here ever wonder about how, maybe, things could have turned out differently if only you’d… done things differently? Behaved differently or been.. made a different person?
Perhaps listened to directives instead of blatantly disobeying and following your instincts.. asking fewer questions.. ?
[ Blue eyes narrow slightly as lightning streaks above her, a roll of thunder loud enough to hear over the communicator seeming to distract her for a moment. ]
That’s the problem with questions and finding their answers - - A lie is the truth until you recognize it as a lie, and by then, you can’t take back the question.
That’s the problem with my questions, really, I still haven’t quite figured out how to start taking them back -
[ Re-L stops before completing that thought, a small ‘mrrp!’ sounding as a little kitten with black and brown spots climbs his way up the couch to her, which.. seems to shock her for all of a second before she’s reaching to gently detach him from the sofa material with a tut, the other hand reaching to shut the device off since who knows how long this will take - ]
Atlas, can you not climb every damn thing in this apartment?
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Well at least i'm not alone in that. [ There's amusement as well as relief in her voice as she says it, listening intently to what the other has to say despite Atlas' little mews for attention. She appreciated the kitten's companionship but the occasional neediness of a kitten was something Re-L would have to grow used to. Granted.. this is her first organic pet, as well, so there's many things to acclimate to in the end of things, isn't there? ]
I think I was.. presented with a sort of fork in the road, for my life. I could either stay along the road my grandfather wanted, stir crazy and wanting something else, or I could've followed the path I did.
It is self-defeating to think about it now that it's all come to pass anyway, but.. sometimes I can't help but think about where I would be, what I would be doing, if I'd chosen to stay instead of following my curiosities. I guess this is what that adage about idle hands, means.. [ Or in Re-L's case, idle minds, really. There's a little smile Lucretia can't see as she compliments Atlas, at least, finally satisfying the little cats requests for scratches and strokes. ]
I just got him a few days ago from a friend. I'm learning to adjust to having a pet as I go..
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I know what you mean. Wondering what you could have done differently is a steep slope. (One that she's personally fallen down many, many times.) I'd suggesting picking up a hobby to keep your mind off of it, but it sounds like you might have your hands full already.
(She's never had a pet before? Lucretia chuckles, amused.) They can be hard work sometimes, but it's really nice to have that kind of company, huh.
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Yes. An icy one, at that. [ No matter how many times she's told herself that many people she'd left behind hadn't done anything to deserve thinking of ways to keep them alive and spare them.. there's still a part of her that misses things. Misses the comforts of her technologically advanced home, misses having Iggy around or even Daedalus' snide comments about people he shouldn't snidely comment about -
But no amount of thinking of what could have been done would bring any of it back. Not now at least. ]
A little more full than before, now, for sure. { But not in a negative sense - she'd been kind of hoping that having the kitten would help to make herself less likely to bury in work and .. enjoy some down time. ]
Company that doesn't talk at you and, sometimes, will allow your attention? Yes, I don't mind that at all.
Now if he could stop harassing my plants, he'd be a better house guest...
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You... I know it isn't great to say that shouldn't let yourself slide down it, because that is so much easier said than done, but purposefully dwelling on it will always hurt, in the long run. And if it's something that happened in the past, nothing can be done to change it. It's a pointless kind of hurt.
(Funny how she's dishing out this Extreme Wisdom but will absolutely not abide by her own rules, huh. That's humans for you.)
Yeah? Are you working here too?
(Lucretia's thought about getting a dog at one point, but now she has Junior, so that's a moot point. A shame, because she likes the idea of being forced to take a lot of walks.) You're a fan of quiet time? Me too.
It's, uh, quite hard to train cats though isn't it? I was under the impression that they mostly do whatever.
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It's not.. something I linger on very often. I suppose it's just the.. ghosts around, and the weather lately that's gotten me thinking about things that are unchangeable at this point. [ Seeing and hearing Iggy again had been... a bit much, for Re-L's psyche. She's stayed mostly in her apartment ever since, not able to justify the risk of being a complete emotional fool in front of other people again just yet. Besides, Atlas needs her near constant supervision so it was a convenient excuse to stay in and avoid the ghosts of yesterday. ]
I am. I'm doing detective work for the Quarantine. [ Not that there was ever anything too gory to look in to, unlike in Romdeau - ]
I prefer quiet to large groups and loud voices.. time alone is just as important to me as time to be social.
Technically, yes. But that doesn't mean I'm not going to at least give it a shot with him. It won't kill either of us to give it a chance.
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(The atmosphere certainly doesn't lend itself to staying in the present moment. Lucretia is careful with this next question, as she understands the answers can be very personal in nature.) Have you, uh, been seeing ghosts?
(Perhaps she's been investigating them, if she is a detective. How exciting. Lucretia grins, chinning her hand.) I don't know if to hope you're inundated with work or not; is it going well?
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I did, once. [ She's not going to go in to details. It's all incredibly raw all over again, seeing her autoreiv's disembodied head laid out on the pavement as if she hadn't laid what she could find of him to rest in cold soil on her own version of Earth long enough ago that it wouldn't be possible. ] - I've tried to avoid the spaces where they appear most often since. This place.. has a tendency to be too personal.
[ At least when it comes to work she's happy for the diversion to the subject, making a slight hand weighing motion. ]
Good and bad. This place is not nearly as active as home, but that's not a bad thing for the residents. People do generally have petty crime things going at all times, small cases where we're seeking out missing persons outside in the old city.. I actually prefer those.
Exploring the ruins is almost... relaxing in a way.