[ They're well beyond gently panicking at this point, although Shinji's barking is interrupted by something invisible in the upper rows throwing popcorn at him. ]
It- It's just replaying a Fragment, it shouldn't be able to-
[ "But still, you were exceedingly lucky...! I myself thought that it was nothing less then a miracle...!"
More is said, but too fast to catch, moving the small figures around to skip ahead in the play. Unimportant. Not as scary, and inaccurate besides. That's not what You want to see, is it? No, it's not.
The witch falls to her knees, dress crumpled and head bowed, golden wig twisting in her grasp.
"A lie... It's a lie, this has to be a lie... I am ______ ____, an orphan. I am not that ____ you talk about. You have... you have the wrong person. It's not me... It can't be me...."
There's silence where the names should be, but each occurence is- quicker, weaker. At first there's no syllables. The next, it's possible to lip-read the starting letter.
"____?" "No, you are ____-sama."
Her head lifts, brown hair askew in furious defiance. "Can you prove that?! Do you have proof that I am Lion?!"
Oh. ]
... That. That's what it means to me. [ They go from panic to flat, strangled acceptance in a heartbeat. ] She's not me, but I... could have been her.
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It- It's just replaying a Fragment, it shouldn't be able to-
[ "But still, you were exceedingly lucky...! I myself thought that it was nothing less then a miracle...!"
More is said, but too fast to catch, moving the small figures around to skip ahead in the play. Unimportant. Not as scary, and inaccurate besides. That's not what You want to see, is it? No, it's not.
The witch falls to her knees, dress crumpled and head bowed, golden wig twisting in her grasp.
"A lie... It's a lie, this has to be a lie... I am ______ ____, an orphan. I am not that ____ you talk about. You have... you have the wrong person. It's not me... It can't be me...."
There's silence where the names should be, but each occurence is- quicker, weaker. At first there's no syllables. The next, it's possible to lip-read the starting letter.
"____?" "No, you are ____-sama."
Her head lifts, brown hair askew in furious defiance. "Can you prove that?! Do you have proof that I am Lion?!"
Oh. ]
... That. That's what it means to me. [ They go from panic to flat, strangled acceptance in a heartbeat. ] She's not me, but I... could have been her.
[ Welcome to the shitshow, Shinji. ]