week two | dates

[marriagebroker]

Kiss the girl~!

Or guy.

Or person.

Or Messmer's snake.

Comments

[reverso]

Forgive me, then, Mademoiselle. But you can't deny that it's hard to untrain the mind to think a certain way after so long!

[Even Verso, who tires of painting, views much in regard to color, composition, and with a keen eye for detail. Some things are simply too embedded in one's identity to erase clean, nor would one wish to. He understands.]

But yes, it is. There's no easy mode of transportation when the land's been shattered. [Okay, here comes a few slices of an eel sushi roll... He decides to snag a plate, because why not be adventurous?] But in the end, we had Esquie, so land, sea, or air was not an issue.

[does not explain what an esquie is]

[enscene]

No, I can't deny that. These things do ingrain themselves in you, until sometimes they can't be unraveled back to the thread where they started. [Furina's expression grows a little waner, her eyes catching a few of the dishes passing by and focusing on the movement of the belt, ever revolving, the same things coming back around.

Sometimes, the actor fades into the role.]

It sounds like all of your exhaustive efforts paid off in the end if you were able to obtain something as groundbreaking as an Equie!

Er... What's an Esquie?

[reverso]

[That actually makes him laugh. He can only iagine how pleased Esquie would've been to hear someone call him ground-breaking.]

Esquie's not a what, but a who. He was one of my best friends back home — powerful, but kind. And big. We could all ride atop him as he ran, swam, or even flew across all manner of terrain.

I think you'd have liked him.