EVE'S HEART

[aprettygirl]

A dark veil slips over you, obscuring your vision; it’s cool and clinging, and blocks out all outside sensation. You drift downward . . . as you do, you grow more and more aware of the pulse of your own heartbeat, until it’s a ringing, unpleasant throb in your ears.

. . . after some time, it’s interrupted by a soft splash, and you feel solid rock underfoot.

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a flexible place

[aprettygirl]

flesh (by daylight)

[aprettygirl]

You're on a beach lit by a gorgeous sunset, the light so bright it's blinding if you don't shade your eyes. The sky is cloudless, the air warm and breezy, the sea rolling in with a quiet rush of water.

It's nice here, but not quite right . . . the beach seems to stretch on forever, and if you look directly out to sea, the sunset blinds you.

There's a pretty girl here, dressed in a light green sundress, Jasper tights, and sandals, with a basket on her arm; there are seven roses in it. Their petals are alternating layers of black and white.

"Ho! ♥ It's a visitor!"

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[mirroredvalue]

[Seriously, that sunset is blinding. Let me just... Look at the new girl here. Hopefully she's not in the direction of the sea.]

Yeah, it seems like it... What's this place, then?

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[aprettygirl]

She looks like Eve! She's not standing directly in the sun's glare, no.

"Why, it's the beach, the beach . . . and many other places besides ♥"

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[mirroredvalue]

Really? There's other stuff here than the beach?

[Wait, gimme a sec, I'm just noticing the flowers now that the glare's starting to go away.]

Ah, what about those flowers? They seem kind of strange.

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[aprettygirl]

"Do you want to buy one?"

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[mirroredvalue]

Might as well. Don't know if Star has anything to pay with, though...

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[aprettygirl]

"It's a truth for a truth, a lie for a lie, or a game to stay -- though the last one's high-stakes!"

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[mirroredvalue]

A game to stay?

[...Wait, I should probably say more than that.]

...Could you explain what the game is before Star decides?

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[aprettygirl]

She twirls a rose from the basket between her fingers.

"If you can find where these lies go, you'll see the truth of the matter."

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[ademoelord]

[waves]

Hi!

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[aprettygirl]

"Come to see little ol' me?"

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[ademoelord]

Yeah. [trying to look out to the ocean and wincing a bit] How come it's so bright here?

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[aprettygirl]

"I'm just that dazzling, of course ♥"

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[ademoelord]

Yeah, but you're pretty easy to look at usually.

Re: flesh (by daylight)

[aprettygirl]

"Are you saying I'm easy on the eye, good sir? How bold!"

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[ademoelord]

[you are perhaps giving him too much credit]

Huh?

blood (by nightlight)

[aprettygirl]

Some things have changed.

You're back on the beach, but the sun has set; it's dark here, cool, the moon and stars out. There's a sense of eyes watching from the shadows, and an uncomfortable tickle of emotion -- fear, but a fear so old it's accepted and almost comfortable now.

Out to sea, where the brightness of the sun obscured everything before, you can see lights and lanterns delineating the shapes of islands with buildings upon them, low and sprawling. The beach is also no longer endless: it's bordered by cliffs on both ends, forming an enclosed bay much like the one of Three's realm. If you turn around, you can also see the city you came from now, further inland.

The girl is still here; there is something in the basket on her arm you can't quite make out, but it chinks softly.

Re: blood (by nightlight)

[mirroredvalue]

[Eyes watching from the shadows, you say...]

...Whose eyes are those eyes?

[Now, the proper thing to do is to wait a minute or two for a response.]

Re: blood (by nightlight)

[aprettygirl]

The girl answers. She sounds much less cheerful now.

"The audience for a performance; the world's eyes."

Re: blood (by nightlight)

[mirroredvalue]

[Well, I... Wasn't actually expecting an answer, but it's good to get one anyways!]

And what's the performance then? Eve?

Re: blood (by nightlight)

[aprettygirl]

"'Eve' was a performance who stopped being a performance, actually."

Re: blood (by nightlight)

[mirroredvalue]

[Well good, you understood what I meant. Sort of. I don't know you by other names, though, so.]

Then, do you think that's a good thing or a bad thing?

[Let us direct the question a bit while I try to figure out the implications of this. I miiiight be hoping for the "she was pretending to care, but stopped pretending and actually does" interpretation, though.

Since pretending to care while not caring is pretty terrible to everyone involved, I speak from experience here.]

Re: blood (by nightlight)

[aprettygirl]

She thinks about it.

"...it's not bad to go from caring about some people because you feel you have to to loving them, I think."

Re: blood (by nightlight)

[mirroredvalue]

Yeah, Star can agree with that. ...Caring about people because you think you have to, though....

[I disagree with that on principle, as I've been on the other side of that my entire life.]