((tune in to the music to set some mood :3c , on repeat if you're a slow reader)) ((warning long OOC glimpse into Ursila's story)) [ha...haha... you sure enjoy your silly little people on the palmhusk...] [you sigh as you sit on one of the many antique velvet couches of your hive. It's quiet, a terrible kind of quiet, where you can hear the squakterrors caw as they circle the shore outside just as clearly as the thoughts in your pan] [maybe going to space won't be so bad, you've been preparing for it all your life, a chance to be at the side of the Grand Highblood, being the physical form for the many ghosts that advise him. One night you too will be one of those voices, eternally helping the clurch, the serving the messiahs. You would be the tenth, though you don't even know if the ninth has passed yet.] [you had found the perfect metaphor for it earlier. It's like waiting for an execution date. not knowing when or if you're going to die.] [even if you wouldn't die, a part of you will, the part that has blossomed over the last three perigrees] [a voice calls to you from the distance, as your eyes flicker between shades of purple] ursila, there is a call in for you from the flagship. it may be time to go. [you look up towards a ghostly visage which looks eerily like you, same horns, same face paint, just much older. That grim expression which you can never remember her holding anything but still stands placid upon her face. The Medium, first in the line of succession, and your mentor. Your stand in for a lusus over all these many sweeps] mUst I trUly gO? [you speak in a soft voice, a light tremble underneath it as if you were on the verge of tears] do not be foolish girl of course you must this is a great honor, one you have trained your whole life for would you throw that away now, for a gutterblood you met a few perigrees ago? [you grow quiet, your shoes suddenly turning into the most interesting thing in the world right now. You can still see the reflection of the window you were looking out of in their shiny face as your mentor speaks up again] answer the call, I must inform the remainder of the coven, i trust the call will go well and you will be on your way soon [the medium hesitates, glancing back at her pupil. Young and fragile, but talented and sharp. She will make a fine medium one night, she thinks to herself, as she quietly slips away into the dark halls of the ancient hive.] [being a good medium however is the last thing on your thinkpan right now. you glance up at that window, light softly shining out of it as tears begin to well up in your eyes. you can't do it. you can't, you shakily rise to your feet, and glance once more at that window. Somewhere out there, your matesprit is sitting, waiting for you to come back] [maybe, you can just go back] [just go back to her] [regardless of the lost opportunities, of the consequences, of anything you have learned from sweeps and sweeps in the clurch. you don't care, you couldn't care less about any of that.] [your legs move before your mind, but it begins to catch up. by the time you are out into the halls, you think about the kindness you have been shown. by the time you reach the door you think of the time you spent with your friends, and as you get into the moonlight, running across the bridge off the little island your hive sits upon your hair being lifted by the breeze, dress flowing as if it was urging you back, you think of your matesprit, that beautiful concert where she yelled into the mic until her throat went horse, and jumped until the stage nearly buckled. the only thing you leave behind being the tears that fall down your face, twinkling in the moonlight before falling to the stone path] [and you keep running] [off into the night] [not once looking back] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k_UFbeWe4BM https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/150d1ba3d47a.png (( ill do more ooc posts like this, since Ursila doesn't really talk accurately about her personal life, but, teaser is that we never did find out what they were gonna say on that call from the flagship. Hope you enjoyed. )) #mirthfulchittr #ooc
