36th Blossom: 03-01-12, Morning | Text

[graceful_cutter]

I am frightened. I do not want to lose my father.

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[fidele]

It's unlikely.

You cannot give up hope.

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[graceful_cutter]

I've never been one to hope. But I should.

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[fidele]

You must. You must stay strong.

The bond you two have is something nobody can take from you. Something you must never allow anybody to take from you. And you are loved. Even if you were to be separated you would still find him-- the city is not so big that you would ever be too far from one another.

[ and then, a hastily added; ]

If I'm prying...

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[graceful_cutter]

It is alright. What I ultimately fear is that father can never come home. He is my only family now, after all. I would not want to lose him. I also fear the core and what else it could do to break our family apart.

I do not believe you are prying.

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[fidele]

[ She'd been ready to press this point, but-- something takes her notice. The following is written slowly, carefully. ]

Must you share a home to be together?

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[graceful_cutter]

[And then Amy is weirded out.]

Is that not what a family does? That is what all families did in our time. I am not of age yet, and thus, I need a guardian. And besides that, back home, father was rarely around as he was searching for the Evil Sword that was the source of our curse. Staying here is as if we are making up for lost time as a family.

[fidele]

A guardian...

[ 'In our time'; 'curse'; things that perhaps don't apply to her situation, and yet the tone of this rebuttal could almost challenge it. Change it. She understands the guardian concept in a different sense, one that barely scratches the notion of oweing a debt to a parent, repaying them, not being a burden-

'Making up for lost time'? Despite Chane's father having come to the Port as she did, so little had changed since his incarceration. He was not the home she had to come back to. He did not call for her the way she wished to call for him.

It feels like the floor is falling out from beneath her. ]

I don't understand you.

[graceful_cutter]

[There is something strange about this text.]

Have you ever seen a normal family through a window of their house on a winter day? All of them warm, comfortable and together? There was a time that I was the very opposite. I was an orphan on the streets. My real parents died when I was very young. When father took me in, it was the first time I felt anything close to the scene I saw through the window.