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[avephoenix]

Hiya, Hadriel.

[It's Faith on screen, looking no worse for wear except in how brittle her smile is and how dimmed her gaze looks. (She's trying to smile because Shadow asked her to. She's trying, but the weight of all that happened is still heavy on her shoulders.) Even her voice is missing some if its verve, despite how it lilts and bobs like normal.]

I just-- I want to apologize for what, erm-- for what that other me said an' did. Want to take responsibility for it all. She, erm-- she's all the things I hate in--

[This is hard. All her time here, she's downplayed her status to her community at home. Should she try and keep doing that? Is it even possible to anymore, after what the other Faith did?]

She's who I could've been, I guess. But I'm not. That's why 'm sorry.

[She sighs. Okay, that's done. Now the easy part.] An' before it gets said, I've got to say: please don't blame the gods for this. S'not their fault they have to do things like this to survive. They're people, just like us, an' sometimes we need to hurt other people for our own sakes, yeh? Like when y'break someone's heart 'cos you know somethin's not workin'. Or animals, right, when we kill animals to eat. Breed 'em and kill 'em for us, for our needs.

Don't blame the gods. They're not the ones what burnt those temples and buildings. That was my shadow, and I'm sorry.

[Her smile long since gone, Faith stares at the camera for a second or two longer, then shuts off the feed.]

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[unitas]

What? [ She starts, uncertain how to word the anger and then the sudden sense of betrayal she feels. She understands the woman's argument, has tossed it around in her head since she found out, but it ultimately only comes down to a single thing: how she and the people that may as well be her family are hurt by actions the gods think are necessary. ] They may not have any choice in taking the emotion but they can choose how they attempt to appeal to that part of us, how they manipulate us. They've forced us into situations straight out of... [ nightmares, and not just nightmares bred of fear, either.] God damn, and the simple fact that you can write it off...

Fuck. [ She doesn't really mean what she says next but the words tumble out. To Sharon, Faith can no longer be an ally. ] I may have liked your bitch ass other better if this is how you really are. [ Sorry, Faith. :c ]

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[avephoenix]

Y'know, if we could reach a truce, that'd be the best by far. Then they could live, and we wouldn't--

[Wouldn't suffer. Wouldn't have to go through things like seeing your worst self take the stage.]

I won't argue that. How you feel is how you feel. None of us can be friends with everyone.

[Faith's voice cracks towards the end of that, because all she's ever wanted is to be friends with everyone. She's liked everyone, for god's sake. But when it comes down to it, when it comes time to make difficult decisions, that's not always possible.

It's a damn shame.]

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[unitas]

[ Sharon feels like shit and the tiny crack in Faith's voice presses the needle in further but she refuses to take anything she's said back. Even if it makes her a tiny (huge) bit hypocritical, given her strange give-take relationship with Fear. ]

Yeah, well, I guess it's a good thing I never saw you that way then. [ Friendship is overrated. But her own words make the sting in her chest worse and, fuck it, right? Fuck it. ]