Moro (
biteoffherhead) wrote2012-07-09 12:46 pm
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[During the drafts and the flooding, Moro simply evacuated. As a result, the den she had taken residence in has since become uninhabitable. Any possessions of San remain in the cave, soggy and growing mold; Moro has no interest in material possessions.
She does, however, have an interest in finding a new den. Which, given her size, is not an easy thing to do. Now that she's back and close to the village, those who wander even a short ways into the forest may find Moro pawing at holes to see if she can dig them wider, or even trying to squeeze into larger pits.
She is not making much success, mind.]
She does, however, have an interest in finding a new den. Which, given her size, is not an easy thing to do. Now that she's back and close to the village, those who wander even a short ways into the forest may find Moro pawing at holes to see if she can dig them wider, or even trying to squeeze into larger pits.
She is not making much success, mind.]
I wish I knew your canon so I could flatter you right back...!! ;^;
Then you should mourn the inability to carry out your duty.
He's original! My own canon! <3
Mourn? Hey, I didn't pass any judgment on you, why are you passing it on me? The job I had wasn't one I enjoyed and definitely isn't one I'll mourn. If you want to see the scars left by the souls of children mutated into monstrous beings and want me to mourn not getting anymore, then I--I just..!
...it's not that simple, all right?
OH THAT'S AWESOME
Why a human had such an important job in meddling with spirits, I do not understand. Humans are far too selfish to mingle in such affairs.
th-the info's all on his profile :3
I'll agree with you that human beings can be selfish... but most of them are good when it comes down to it. The world we live in forces us to be selfish. But surely you've seen the innocence of our children before the leaders get them to believe they need to buy into every little lie they spin...
I, at least, try not to be so stereotypical. I've spent a lot of my life trying to help people because I don't want to be that kind of human.
Aww man that's awesome
thank you so much
[He looks down, gripping his left arm where, below his shirt, scars etched into the skin in the form of strange burns lie all over his skin.]
I definitely commit. I'm here now. Not much chance of doing something when I'm not in the place to do it.
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...even if you're a god, passing judgment without understanding doesn't make you worthy of respect, and you can bite me all you want for it. It's the truth.
My job isn't one to hold pride in. It's one to do. That's all.
[He looks down at the ground, clenching his fists tightly, rough and blunted nails from nervous biting scraping his palms.]
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[Moro in kind is growling, looking progressively angrier. Thin ice is being tread! It is merely fortunate that Moro's several years in Luceti have tempered her rage.]
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Tell me. Where is the pride in destruction of innocence.
This isn't human stupidity, it's common sense! The only arrogance I see here is from a God who refuses to believe they might be wrong!
[He's honest to a fault, unable to lie to her to save face. To show respect he would tell her the truth even if she felt she had to attack him for it. He would endure it. This was his truth.]
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[It's a roar, and Moro's fangs bare. She stomps a step forward, looking like she's exercising restraint.]
How dare you speak to a god that way! Your presence is tolerated in my forest, and I could very easily chase you out or rip you in half for such disrespect.
If you are a slayer of monstrosities, then you must act with a warrior's pride and honor. Your victories mean the welfare of the earth itself. Yet you are here, before me, who had such a similar duty, and whining for the things you have seen? You are the one who knows and understands nothing.
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When he finally speaks, his voice is soft, not to mention a touch unsure. There is hope there as well, for it is a way to view himself that he did not before.]
...a warrior...?
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[He remains on one knee, looking to the ground. She'd told him he had to have a warrior's pride. Perhaps he'd been looking at his job the wrong way. He was protecting the living from the Echoes of the dead leaking over. It was a very serious task, even if there were more than one Night Arrow to perform the duty. His sector was his task. He was the Night Arrow of that sector and, as such, perhaps... he was a warrior.]
Did you ever feel even once that you wanted a break?
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[The gods just think in a radically different way, anyway.]
I would sooner die than leave the world to crumble. Or worse, to leave my role to a human.
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[He sighs, sitting back on his rump.]
I once saw a seven year old girl's murdered Spirit arrive in the Land of the Dead. When she realized she was dead, she couldn't handle what had happened to her. Even when I tried to calm her, nothing worked... and she became a twisted, mutated beast known as an Echo. I had to destroy that thing even as it cried out in her miserable voice.
...even if that doesn't reach you... we're bound by our hearts, even when they're muted to prevent Echoes from detecting us.
I always feel so much pain when I find myself fighting what were once innocent children.
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[Moro curls her lip.]
Living humans are no less revolting. In their desperate attempts to flee death, they do truly horrible things. A woman threw her baby at my feet, so that she could flee and survive.
I do not believe in humans having such a binding.
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[Michael stares, shock and disbelief in his face.]
What did you do with it? That's---that's horrible...
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So instead of killing her... I took her. She became my daughter, San.
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[He's suddenly more than aware of something that makes them very similar if his inklings are right on: neither of them had family here.]