Elide
Silence is all that extends from Elide for a moment, the other woman's name settling in the still air. Although, she does return the small nod with one of her own. Kiada seems to falter in the explanation of her origins, once the question is presented. Elide's already stiff smile breaks and the briefest look of speculation traces over her expression. A minute pinch of the brow and a slight tilt of her head are the only indicators of a scientific person doing what scientific people do; figure things out, dissect.
As more of the truth unfolds, Elide realizes two things: Kiada is one of the Ascended brought back from Mort's realm, and she is not sure how to talk about it - or she doesn't want to talk about it. Understanding smooths the small crease on Elide's forehead.
"Oh, I see... You must be one of the Ascended that She brought back.." Elide says, her tone unrevealing, yet it trails off. Truth be told, she doesn't feel either way about it. It is what it is. The Voice needs more Ascended to fuel her movement, her missions, and other such Godly things. These ghosts of past lives only wished to reunite with the reality they had created for themselves. It was a bargain that benefited both.
On the surface, at least. But how much time had passed for some of them? How much more had they lost in death and time than just their life force? "A year. That is a long time to be gone."
What matters more than any of that (right now) is how Kiada, newly-Ascended, is dealing with this monumental change. Elide is most curious to know and even more excited that she has just met one of these very special Ascended. Still, she pulls it back, reigns it in.
"Forgive me for being so bold," she shakes her head dismissively, attempts to move away from the subject, "Are- are you looking for something, Kiada? Perhaps I can help. I know these halls better than most."
Although, Elide knows exactly what she's done. She wants to see if Kiada is open or closed off, 'testing the waters' per se.
As more of the truth unfolds, Elide realizes two things: Kiada is one of the Ascended brought back from Mort's realm, and she is not sure how to talk about it - or she doesn't want to talk about it. Understanding smooths the small crease on Elide's forehead.
"Oh, I see... You must be one of the Ascended that She brought back.." Elide says, her tone unrevealing, yet it trails off. Truth be told, she doesn't feel either way about it. It is what it is. The Voice needs more Ascended to fuel her movement, her missions, and other such Godly things. These ghosts of past lives only wished to reunite with the reality they had created for themselves. It was a bargain that benefited both.
On the surface, at least. But how much time had passed for some of them? How much more had they lost in death and time than just their life force? "A year. That is a long time to be gone."
What matters more than any of that (right now) is how Kiada, newly-Ascended, is dealing with this monumental change. Elide is most curious to know and even more excited that she has just met one of these very special Ascended. Still, she pulls it back, reigns it in.
"Forgive me for being so bold," she shakes her head dismissively, attempts to move away from the subject, "Are- are you looking for something, Kiada? Perhaps I can help. I know these halls better than most."
Although, Elide knows exactly what she's done. She wants to see if Kiada is open or closed off, 'testing the waters' per se.
sword for a tongue, night in the heart, room in the body
only for the mysterious — the impossible, unfathomable things
only for the mysterious — the impossible, unfathomable things
