[Celeste pauses, and thinks. Really, really thinks on it. She’d been so careful and calculated during the killing game, never showing even the slightest glimmer of herself really until the very end.
So once she got to Ryslig, she supposed she’d just been exhausted. Tired of playing nice and smiling and watching people murder each other. Once she realized her fellows weren’t the Same Sort of dangerous perhaps she had relaxed a bit.
Still, she lived the life of a liar, the person she ‘is’ remains a crafted persona. Not quite the real one, though based somewhat in truth.]
I suppose that’s true. There was no reward for playing nice with you, so I never really bothered.
But dear you should know by now everything I do is at least a partial lie, it’s my trade. It would be hypocritical to judge someone for having a crafted persona
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ninetydegrees
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2021-11-13 13:45 (UTC)So once she got to Ryslig, she supposed she’d just been exhausted. Tired of playing nice and smiling and watching people murder each other. Once she realized her fellows weren’t the Same Sort of dangerous perhaps she had relaxed a bit.
Still, she lived the life of a liar, the person she ‘is’ remains a crafted persona. Not quite the real one, though based somewhat in truth.]
I suppose that’s true. There was no reward for playing nice with you, so I never really bothered.
But dear you should know by now everything I do is at least a partial lie, it’s my trade. It would be hypocritical to judge someone for having a crafted persona