[ Pearl hadn't been sure what to expect when she signed on to help Sanctuary; she only felt that she had to. she had tried to prepare herself for the worst in her head, but... it was much different listening to everything coming in in the control room.
she couldn't remember ever feeling so horrified as she had been by the revelation of the Magi's experiments. nor so helpless. they won, they suceeded, but... somehow, something about the victory still feels hollow. Sanctuary is free in spite of the odds, and it seems all of Union's forces returned alive, even if not completely unscathed, but...
she's been throwing herself into her training since she returned from Sanctuary. is it an escape from thinking about the night's events? a way to work through them? or a promise to herself of "next time, i will be stronger"?
she doesn't know.
in any case, she's taking a rare break from her training regimen to go for a brisk walk herself. as always, Ezzie, her faithful Meowstic, is by her side, but when Pearl spots Ishimaru's familiar profile, she stops short. she remembers hearing his voice over the radio that night, feeling her heart rise into her throat at the danger he and all the others were in. then she chides herself. he's alive, after all.
though clearly not completely unharmed. she approaches him slowly, clearing her throat to announce her presence. ]
Hello, Mr. Ishimaru. It's good to see you.
[ her smile is smaller than usual, and more tentative, but no less genuine. ]
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she couldn't remember ever feeling so horrified as she had been by the revelation of the Magi's experiments. nor so helpless. they won, they suceeded, but... somehow, something about the victory still feels hollow. Sanctuary is free in spite of the odds, and it seems all of Union's forces returned alive, even if not completely unscathed, but...
she's been throwing herself into her training since she returned from Sanctuary. is it an escape from thinking about the night's events? a way to work through them? or a promise to herself of "next time, i will be stronger"?
she doesn't know.
in any case, she's taking a rare break from her training regimen to go for a brisk walk herself. as always, Ezzie, her faithful Meowstic, is by her side, but when Pearl spots Ishimaru's familiar profile, she stops short. she remembers hearing his voice over the radio that night, feeling her heart rise into her throat at the danger he and all the others were in. then she chides herself. he's alive, after all.
though clearly not completely unharmed. she approaches him slowly, clearing her throat to announce her presence. ]
Hello, Mr. Ishimaru. It's good to see you.
[ her smile is smaller than usual, and more tentative, but no less genuine. ]