08-03-2018, 09:52 PM
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[b]☾ IOTA [abbr="speech; self-reference; thoughts"]x[/abbr] info [abbr="attacks"]x[/abbr] TANGLEWOOD ☾
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Iota returned a soft, smug smile at the remarks of the younger blue mythic. She was in awe that something so simple as a name could mean so much to her. A mere moniker for a soul, a vessel to recall memories. She'd given Delphinium her name because of the beauty the name enveloped within it: a vivacious array of indigo hues steadily aligned across a viridescent stalk which stood tall amidst the palette of hundreds of thousands of other colors around it. A wondrous bloom that stood stout and tall, proudly flaunting its beauty independent of anything surrounding it. Perhaps, the pink-dyed feline pondered, a single larkspur could turn even the most unpalatable of sights into a wondrous spectacle which would brighten the eyes of any onlooker.
Those sentiments were exactly how Iota thought of her friend that stood before her, in awe of the plants that had, coincidentally, been the names which she had given her own friends back at the Sanctuary. She sighed contently, knowing that her newer laboratory friends treated her well, given the fact that she'd given them their own monikers, their own memorial vessels. "Heh ... When they called us by our codenames, it was all I'd ever known. We were all known by sets of digits, and all we were had amounted to sets of data, a single numerical value in a vast collection of equations needing to be answered. We were supposed to be those answers, but ..." She flattened her ears, looking down at her paws as the tears continued to burn her ears -- pained tears this time. The memories stung her nerves as a swarm of wasps stung its victims: relentlessly. "... Fate had other plans, I suppose." What a grand feeling of relief it was that her fur was able to grant Iota the facade of being an untouched being, one that had been unharmed in her lifetime. The scars of the laboratory were hidden through the limitless coating of pink that had encompassed the feline's abused skin, as if it were a mask hiding the secrets of a murderer. She was grateful that Delphinium hadn't known about how awfully she was treated.
Fighting the tears back into her ducts, she tilted her head back up, ears flickering back into position and sun-stained eyes gazing upon the mythic once more. "You ... You were better than that. Than some number." She scoffed at the incoming cheesiness that began to spill from her maw. "No mere number could even begin to add up to the beauty, the wonder that resides within you." She gave a weak smile, the memories of a once-forgotten past stinging healed scars. "That's why I gave you that name. You stood out from everyone I knew. Most of all, you're the one who was always there for me, and ... that meant a lot to me. I can't thank you enough for being that for me, even now." Her eyes trained back towards the plants that Delphinium had named, smiling warmly as the mythic monologued about her friends. "I see ... I'm so glad you were treated well, even after my unwelcome departure. It means the world to me that you were happy, even when I wasn't around." She was beginning to sound narcissistic, and she could feel her fur prickle in embarrassment. She quieted down, her gaze fixed on the aforementioned plants as the breeze drew to a close, the leaves and petals growing into a stasis as if they'd been frozen in time.
Those sentiments were exactly how Iota thought of her friend that stood before her, in awe of the plants that had, coincidentally, been the names which she had given her own friends back at the Sanctuary. She sighed contently, knowing that her newer laboratory friends treated her well, given the fact that she'd given them their own monikers, their own memorial vessels. "Heh ... When they called us by our codenames, it was all I'd ever known. We were all known by sets of digits, and all we were had amounted to sets of data, a single numerical value in a vast collection of equations needing to be answered. We were supposed to be those answers, but ..." She flattened her ears, looking down at her paws as the tears continued to burn her ears -- pained tears this time. The memories stung her nerves as a swarm of wasps stung its victims: relentlessly. "... Fate had other plans, I suppose." What a grand feeling of relief it was that her fur was able to grant Iota the facade of being an untouched being, one that had been unharmed in her lifetime. The scars of the laboratory were hidden through the limitless coating of pink that had encompassed the feline's abused skin, as if it were a mask hiding the secrets of a murderer. She was grateful that Delphinium hadn't known about how awfully she was treated.
Fighting the tears back into her ducts, she tilted her head back up, ears flickering back into position and sun-stained eyes gazing upon the mythic once more. "You ... You were better than that. Than some number." She scoffed at the incoming cheesiness that began to spill from her maw. "No mere number could even begin to add up to the beauty, the wonder that resides within you." She gave a weak smile, the memories of a once-forgotten past stinging healed scars. "That's why I gave you that name. You stood out from everyone I knew. Most of all, you're the one who was always there for me, and ... that meant a lot to me. I can't thank you enough for being that for me, even now." Her eyes trained back towards the plants that Delphinium had named, smiling warmly as the mythic monologued about her friends. "I see ... I'm so glad you were treated well, even after my unwelcome departure. It means the world to me that you were happy, even when I wasn't around." She was beginning to sound narcissistic, and she could feel her fur prickle in embarrassment. She quieted down, her gaze fixed on the aforementioned plants as the breeze drew to a close, the leaves and petals growing into a stasis as if they'd been frozen in time.
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