The lot of us are fighting for a common goal, getting out of here alive. That we have no way to make sure, absolutely make sure that we work together for it, it...
[ it makes her feel like shit, really. it's just one big game of prisoner's dilemma, isn't it? ]
There's someone I know from home. She has such a sense of blind optimism and willingness to trust about her, she could easily get herself killed, here. But someone like her may have helped this group out in the long run.
[ Azura closes her eyes for a moment. Ah, Corrin. She hopes she's doing alright, wherever she is.
But Corrin, ah, that makes her remember what she wanted to ask him. Provided he's done eating for now, Azura reaches for his hand--and then stops. Right. He may not be comfortable with that?
[ before this game, the last time she held hands with someone was when she was a little kid. it's nice. She pats his hand a little before taking it in both of hers. ]
If you don't mind my asking, I was wondering about a few things. You're from a royal family as well, aren't you?
You're not wrong- I am Prince Ingway of Valentine. Though... 'tis a dead kingdom now. And I never spent much time in what you would call a normal court.
No. There was a--coup, of sorts. And most of my citizens are dead, or exanimate shades in service of a tyrant.
[ She's gotten to tell Corrin and Jakob the entire story by now, but after bottling it up for so many years, even telling bits and pieces of the Valla's fall feels...freeing. ]
You? Did it have anything to do with that cursed beast?
I wish I could blame that beast... it would be easier. But this was years before the Darkova. You see, my mother was the princess of Valentine... but my father was king of an enemy nation.
When my grandfather found out who the father was- when Velvet and I were children- he went mad. Mother.... she did not survive the truth.
[He's staring down at their hands, eyes misty with pain]
Grandfather never recovered his sanity and took it out on us- mostly Velvet, as she looked like Mother more than I do. He would force her to dance and whip her when she didn't please him.
While... while I hid.
[Ah, so what he said before about Velvet suffering because of him made sense]
[ what was that saying, again? "birds of a feather flock together"?
She was alienated and had terrible things said about her when the concubines and the maids thought she wasn't listening, but no one had ever laid their hands on her, and she was taken from Castle Krakenburg long before Garon became a tyrant over his own children. She feels like she got the luckier deal, out of the two of them. ]
...I'm so sorry, Ingway. [ whispered ] But you were a child, weren't you? Young, at the very least.
[ She hesitates. Her instinct is to hug (thanks Saki), but he said he wasn't much of a hugger. So she turns to face him head-on, and untangles one of her hands to put on his shoulder and leans in a little.
[He's not trustworthy. Hasn't been sinc ethe day he was born. But her saying she trusts him... makes him want to try.]
There was a battle. My father, Odin, was marching on Grandfather. I knew Odin would lose and die.
I... I wanted to save him. I didn't even know him- he knew about us but he never attempted to come for us. Yet... in my childish mind I thought if I saved him he would take Velvet and I away.
So I sabotaged a weapon Grandfather was using in the war. It... it exploded.
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The lot of us are fighting for a common goal, getting out of here alive. That we have no way to make sure, absolutely make sure that we work together for it, it...
[ it makes her feel like shit, really. it's just one big game of prisoner's dilemma, isn't it? ]
There's someone I know from home. She has such a sense of blind optimism and willingness to trust about her, she could easily get herself killed, here. But someone like her may have helped this group out in the long run.
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[ Azura closes her eyes for a moment. Ah, Corrin. She hopes she's doing alright, wherever she is.
But Corrin, ah, that makes her remember what she wanted to ask him. Provided he's done eating for now, Azura reaches for his hand--and then stops. Right. He may not be comfortable with that?
(sleep-koalaing aside) ]
Er, may I?
[ hold his hand. how lewd. ]
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[He turns his hand palm-up for her to take]
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[ before this game, the last time she held hands with someone was when she was a little kid. it's nice. She pats his hand a little before taking it in both of hers. ]
If you don't mind my asking, I was wondering about a few things. You're from a royal family as well, aren't you?
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[That's not a no]
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A dead kingdom?
[ hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ]
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My kingdom was ravaged- the people still lived, but were cursed. And now the entire land, our nation, and others, are sunk into the sea.
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Another commonality between us.
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[He squeezes her hand]
Though I can not see you being the cause of said ravaging as I was.
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[ She's gotten to tell Corrin and Jakob the entire story by now, but after bottling it up for so many years, even telling bits and pieces of the Valla's fall feels...freeing. ]
You? Did it have anything to do with that cursed beast?
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Azura nods. She's listening! ]
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[He's staring down at their hands, eyes misty with pain]
Grandfather never recovered his sanity and took it out on us- mostly Velvet, as she looked like Mother more than I do. He would force her to dance and whip her when she didn't please him.
While... while I hid.
[Ah, so what he said before about Velvet suffering because of him made sense]
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She was alienated and had terrible things said about her when the concubines and the maids thought she wasn't listening, but no one had ever laid their hands on her, and she was taken from Castle Krakenburg long before Garon became a tyrant over his own children. She feels like she got the luckier deal, out of the two of them. ]
...I'm so sorry, Ingway. [ whispered ] But you were a child, weren't you? Young, at the very least.
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[Not all, he tries to finish. But he can't. The only time he had spoken about what happened had been to Velvet and Odin as he cast the Darkova curse.
Saying it to someone who just wanted to know about him, not him screaming at the man that ruined his life? It's too much, and he starts to cry]
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Take your time. She's here, and she's patient. ]
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You don't have to continue if it troubles you too much.
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[ he's a bit of a shitlord, and he's shifty, but he seems to have a good heart
that's good enough for her. ]
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[He's not trustworthy. Hasn't been sinc ethe day he was born. But her saying she trusts him... makes him want to try.]
There was a battle. My father, Odin, was marching on Grandfather. I knew Odin would lose and die.
I... I wanted to save him. I didn't even know him- he knew about us but he never attempted to come for us. Yet... in my childish mind I thought if I saved him he would take Velvet and I away.
So I sabotaged a weapon Grandfather was using in the war. It... it exploded.
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[ she guesses that's where this is going ]
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