Vitae Memorandum

07-Placement Negotiation

Having successfully fled the Citadel, the four companions have found themselves drowning in their thoughts.

The plan was to continue along their current trail, and choose among a few future forks in the road. One fork did have a rather obstacle-free path up, around, and over the mountain. While simple, it was also simply too long. It was also the obvious choice, which was just another reason why they shouldn't take it. An alternative was a path through the mountain. The cave path was a lot darker, and followed an underground river at several points. It involved a lot more climbing, both up and down, but overall it was dramatically shorter. While set on this path, it still left a lot of time to just walk.

"So, finally leaving myself time to think, I've realized something. All four of us, ever since we... I don't know.. awoken to our earth selves? Well, ever since then, I think all of us have managed to do the same thing, overwhelm our Celesi-self with a stronger personality." "Lwyn actually has a point, Thanrie might have it worse than all of us, but Qheria you've actually had such a personality overwhelm thing going on pretty intently as well. I don't rightfully think I'm innocent to this either." Lwyn started on the unresolved matter, having had the least amount of opportunity to consider things. She had also been the one working the most at not resorting to using English, even though that was the plan in the first place, the others had rarely accomplished it. Mhyl pitched in, supporting her efforts.

"So yeah, thinking about how I've been stealing away my own voice in this matter, I mean... I can see why I would. I'm a half-elf, this memory in my head is a pure-blooded human, a much better person. But thinking that way started to bother me. I mean, Rebecca, as far as I can actually remember anything about.. she's a really nice person. She did so many nice things for everyone she knew. She was such a good person, it's now bugging me that she took so little care of herself. Everything was about other people, no time was.. wasted? is that how she feels? .. wasted on herself... It's aggravating. She was a pure blooded human, and yet she gave herself not an ounce of value. I'm a half-elf, and even I was fighting to find a way to make stuff work out better. It's... not right." It was the first time anyone had turned things around and talked about their earth-selves. Everyone had mostly idolized their earth memories as much more successful people. Lwyn had however turned everything in reverse.

"Well... yes. I couldn't argue the fact that I'm probably a lot... how should I say it... louder? Yes, louder. I'm a lot louder when I let things go from my own Earth-side." Thanrie was more a raging inferno than just loud, but everyone else let that slide. "I already mentioned earlier, the self-same memory from that world, he was just a brat. He wasted so much time playing at fighting, and didn't even truly understand it. But.. I know I still feel respect for how he was able to stand up for what he believed in, to blaze a path for himself. I ran away from home because I couldn't just stand up for myself and tell my parents down. That jerk lost all sense of reason, but ... I gotta respect his compassion, you know?"

"Since we're all sharing this, I'll try to come up with my own portion." Qheria was visibly straining to think. Her Celesi-self was always easy to speak over, and that same pattern also existed within her own head. She took a moment of silence to contemplate the matter, patiently giving her quiet side a chance to gather thoughts. "I think.. I think yeah.. I have a lot of admiration for my Earth-side. I've always worked to have that level of.. leadership.. and command that level of.. respect. But Lwyn has the rights of it, that silly german.. he isn't actually that perfect. His compassion for sports, he let his passion.. die. I mean, sure, he had some.. struggles kicking a ball, right. But his passions were in sports.. not in a.. in any specific sport. When he gave up, he turned to a- artificial .. alternatives.. kicking a ball with his thumbs. But even in games, it wasn't about kicking a ball, there were other sports. I don't.. don't understand why he just didn't.. he never switched to his hands. ... Tennis, I guess.. or something. There are sports that.. that have much less demand of fancy footwork." Lwyn offered Qheria a supportive hug, for the clear demonstrated effort that took.