( right... right. kirma doesn't know. why would he? it's not like aventurine ever really talks much about himself, or his past, or anything that really has to do with him. the rain is so loud on his ears that he can't even weigh his options here, whether he should tell him everything or nothing at all. and amidst all of it, worse yet - katicans are bloodthirsty, cruel, and insatiably greedy. they want everything, only to end up with nothing. - that endless memory keeps on playing, with no care or mind whether all the participants are playing along.
aventurine opens his mouth, hesitates, and - ) ... Sigonia. ( This is a trick, an act of revenge. Remember? Today is the day of the Kakava, and also your birthday. he shuts his eyes for a moment, opens them again, and looks away. out of all the memories he has, why this one? ) It's where I was born. My home planet.
( and that excruciatingly familiar voice keeps on speaking - Little do the Katicans know, this time we will fight back! The men in black that descend from the skies are on our side. such unbearable cacophony is hard to tune out, but he tries nonetheless, steels himself against emotions that have no place nor room here. somewhere to go. what's there, to do in a dreadful place like this, in such a day? the rain is as cold on his clothes as that very day, and there is, he knows, only one way to go.
he pulls kirma along, sudden as he picks up his pace elsewhere, on a familiar direction, away from his sister, but - This is a gift from Gaiathra, and you are Kakavasha, whose good fortune will bless your sister with success. )
But... but people ████ die, ███ you ████ ██ in danger... How is that good fortune? Why ███ ███ ███ doing this...
( he comes to a slow stop, eventually, defeated in his attempted at running away - again. hadn't it been the same, this same day? Gaiathra calls for me, while Papa and Mama are waiting for me. even though he was supposed to run from it, away past the mountains as she had asked of him - But SHE will bless you with good fortune and help you survive.
his eyes find kirma's, and even through the dark night and pouring rain, the pain in them is too easy to see. )
This is one of my memories. ( if that hadn't been obvious, and aventurine almost nearly wishes it had just been an ill-fitting fabrication meant to torment him. ) It's the day my sister, and all of the Avgin, died. ( quieter, then, as though ashamed, words surely coated in something ever so similar to regret, he looks away. ) Except for me.
( As long as you are alive, the blood of the Avgin will never run dry. So run, Kakavasha, do not be afraid, and do not look back. )
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aventurine opens his mouth, hesitates, and - ) ... Sigonia. ( This is a trick, an act of revenge. Remember? Today is the day of the Kakava, and also your birthday. he shuts his eyes for a moment, opens them again, and looks away. out of all the memories he has, why this one? ) It's where I was born. My home planet.
( and that excruciatingly familiar voice keeps on speaking - Little do the Katicans know, this time we will fight back! The men in black that descend from the skies are on our side. such unbearable cacophony is hard to tune out, but he tries nonetheless, steels himself against emotions that have no place nor room here. somewhere to go. what's there, to do in a dreadful place like this, in such a day? the rain is as cold on his clothes as that very day, and there is, he knows, only one way to go.
he pulls kirma along, sudden as he picks up his pace elsewhere, on a familiar direction, away from his sister, but - This is a gift from Gaiathra, and you are Kakavasha, whose good fortune will bless your sister with success. )
But... but people ████ die, ███ you ████ ██ in danger... How is that good fortune? Why ███ ███ ███ doing this...
( he comes to a slow stop, eventually, defeated in his attempted at running away - again. hadn't it been the same, this same day? Gaiathra calls for me, while Papa and Mama are waiting for me. even though he was supposed to run from it, away past the mountains as she had asked of him - But SHE will bless you with good fortune and help you survive.
his eyes find kirma's, and even through the dark night and pouring rain, the pain in them is too easy to see. )
This is one of my memories. ( if that hadn't been obvious, and aventurine almost nearly wishes it had just been an ill-fitting fabrication meant to torment him. ) It's the day my sister, and all of the Avgin, died. ( quieter, then, as though ashamed, words surely coated in something ever so similar to regret, he looks away. ) Except for me.
( As long as you are alive, the blood of the Avgin will never run dry. So run, Kakavasha, do not be afraid, and do not look back. )