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expiationnet2024-06-15 12:13 pm
cursegod) wrote in expiationnet2024-06-15 12:13 pm
[network video @dara]
[It's unusual for Dara to post to the network, let alone a video! No tail to be seen, and her "legs" are covered up by the length of her yukata. The only thing interesting thing about her bare-bones apartment is that half her table is covered by canisters of loose leaf tea. There are several mugs filled, only partially touched, and it seems that Dara is creating a ranking order for the drinks.
One set of hands are devoted to scribbling down notes about each tea. Another set holds two different mugs, and she seems to be trying to figure out which one is better by taking a sip of each in turn. Her last two hands are dedicated on writing out 謝罪 on a different set of papers-- two blank and four others marked with the kanji. When the left hand finishes its work, the pen is switched to the right to write on the last blank page. Dara addresses the camera as her gaze remains focused on her writing:]
I figured I should let everyone know that things are settled between me and Gogol. If any of you have complaints about what happened with the miasma and snakes, I'll hear them now. And...thanks for those that helped me out, even if it wasn't intentional. I owe favors to many of you, and I like to clear my debts.
[While the god busies herself with writing and talking, a red clad hand peeks into frame. Playing with the viewers' perspective that hand pretends to pinch her head between the forefinger and thumb once, twice—before retreating back behind the camera to presumably rejoin the rest of the cameraman. Then, with the last page of 謝罪 done, Dara gathers the papers and crushes them into a ball. The wad of papers is dropped into one of the mugs, immediately soaking up the leftover tea inside, which is then thrust towards her companion.]
Here, letters of apology. Also stop trying to ruin the tea on purpose. You're messing up my rating system.
[The broadcast stops.]
One set of hands are devoted to scribbling down notes about each tea. Another set holds two different mugs, and she seems to be trying to figure out which one is better by taking a sip of each in turn. Her last two hands are dedicated on writing out 謝罪 on a different set of papers-- two blank and four others marked with the kanji. When the left hand finishes its work, the pen is switched to the right to write on the last blank page. Dara addresses the camera as her gaze remains focused on her writing:]
I figured I should let everyone know that things are settled between me and Gogol. If any of you have complaints about what happened with the miasma and snakes, I'll hear them now. And...thanks for those that helped me out, even if it wasn't intentional. I owe favors to many of you, and I like to clear my debts.
[While the god busies herself with writing and talking, a red clad hand peeks into frame. Playing with the viewers' perspective that hand pretends to pinch her head between the forefinger and thumb once, twice—before retreating back behind the camera to presumably rejoin the rest of the cameraman. Then, with the last page of 謝罪 done, Dara gathers the papers and crushes them into a ball. The wad of papers is dropped into one of the mugs, immediately soaking up the leftover tea inside, which is then thrust towards her companion.]
Here, letters of apology. Also stop trying to ruin the tea on purpose. You're messing up my rating system.
[The broadcast stops.]
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[ He's still very much new to this supernatural business, so understanding it all is murky, but it does seem pertinent to know. ]
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[ She probably already heard, but perhaps not being able to wake up had something to do with that.
The next thing he has to say comes with some hesitance, likely because he is remembering Dara's want for privacy, but the conversation is still making him want to ask. ]
Forgive me for asking. But how is it you are able to do these things? Staying alive with organs outside of your body... or going into hibernation at will?
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...Uh... [Better to just get straight to the point--] Gods are notoriously difficult to kill.
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[ Underestimating the powers of one is easy when you don't know who you're talking to. ]
Now I really have heard everything. And they were still able to trap you in this place?
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Hey, hey! You're kind of pushing it, y'know? Besides, it's not like I'm Amaterasu-ōmikami.
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[ His tone is without humor, a tinge baffled, so at the very least it's not intentional mockery. ]
If it isn't obvious, I don't know anything about that. Many practiced religion, but I am certain that no gods like you existed in the world I came from.
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[WHICH ABSOLUTELY SUCKS! But it's also prevented her from returning to her hermit ways.]
Setting aside my own circumstances, I have no clue if this place can capture those that could be considered higher-up or older gods. I've only existed for 300 years.
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[ And it's based at least partially on seniority? This is some wild stuff. Anyway, she doesn't actually have to answer that, he's just reacting to the outlandishness of it in the only way he knows how before trying to engage with it properly. ]
I suppose it would be inconvenient to be visible to humans at all times. You say there is no spirit realm here. Does that have some connection to the fact that the dead do not stay dead?
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[SHE MAY BE 300+ YEARS OLD, but she taught herself how to use the internet back home! It's a point of pride for her.]
Likely. There's something else at play, but aside from acknowledging it exists, I wouldn't be able to give you much detail about what it is. Just that something exists that goes beyond what we consider as this physical plane.
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[ At least, gods and demons that might fit in alongside the image he is starting to piece together of her. ]
I always felt it was nonsense. But I've come to learn many things here that I would not have believed — so I have seen enough to take your word for this. If only there was some way you could make contact with that "beyond"...