[There was a great deal that Felicia didn't understand-- about the metal carriages, the sound boxes, and the little jingle that buzzed out of the the device that she found in her vehicle and had her nearly jumping out of the long, plaid jacket that she had found for herself.]
I'm sorry-- I can't turn it off??
[She stammered, fretting over the device she had fumbled out of her pocket while she trained her gaze on the bodies with worried eyes. While there was so much that she didn't know-- she felt a cold clarity at being bid to send them on their way.
Slowly, with oddly steady hands, she began to cut one on them down.]
I'm sorry, [She said again, more tender.]
I don't know any songs or prayers... But I know the land will take care of us all. Maybe... Maybe you can have a good sleep while she does.
[With a brutal efficiency, born of years of training, she severed the spine at the neck and laid the body down tenderly.
She was a maid-- but she was also that old soldier's best student.]
Don't Drown
[Water had always been a comfort, even in the Fortress, and after days of being surrounded by confusion and death, Felicia couldn't resist the desire to be clean. It was such a small thing-- but, once in it's depths, she saw not only herself but her eternal reflection as well:
Her sister. Left behind. Alone.]
Flora?
[She called, reaching out-- and stumbled in over her head.
Panic seized her. It was unlike when she lost Corrin, unlike when she ventured into the kingdom she was cursed now to never speak of, lest she become--
There was no footing to be found, but she made her way to the surface with her own will anyway. The river glowed in the twilight-- and she, too, also glowed.]
What?
[She gasped-- and, spotting someone else, quickly waved her arms, now with webbed fingers, at them.]
Don't come in! I- I don't know what this is?
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Felicia | Fire Emblem Fates | Merfolk
[There was a great deal that Felicia didn't understand-- about the metal carriages, the sound boxes, and the little jingle that buzzed out of the the device that she found in her vehicle and had her nearly jumping out of the long, plaid jacket that she had found for herself.]
I'm sorry-- I can't turn it off??
[She stammered, fretting over the device she had fumbled out of her pocket while she trained her gaze on the bodies with worried eyes. While there was so much that she didn't know-- she felt a cold clarity at being bid to send them on their way.
Slowly, with oddly steady hands, she began to cut one on them down.]
I'm sorry, [She said again, more tender.]
I don't know any songs or prayers... But I know the land will take care of us all. Maybe... Maybe you can have a good sleep while she does.
[With a brutal efficiency, born of years of training, she severed the spine at the neck and laid the body down tenderly.
She was a maid-- but she was also that old soldier's best student.]
Don't Drown
[Water had always been a comfort, even in the Fortress, and after days of being surrounded by confusion and death, Felicia couldn't resist the desire to be clean. It was such a small thing-- but, once in it's depths, she saw not only herself but her eternal reflection as well:
Her sister. Left behind. Alone.]
Flora?
[She called, reaching out-- and stumbled in over her head.
Panic seized her. It was unlike when she lost Corrin, unlike when she ventured into the kingdom she was cursed now to never speak of, lest she become--
There was no footing to be found, but she made her way to the surface with her own will anyway. The river glowed in the twilight-- and she, too, also glowed.]
What?
[She gasped-- and, spotting someone else, quickly waved her arms, now with webbed fingers, at them.]
Don't come in! I- I don't know what this is?
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