maskormenace | 008 ♍ video ♍ sunday morning 3 a.m.

[ the camera clicks on to kanaya sitting behind the bar in the devil's nest, the only light in the room emanating from her skin, illuminating the bar and casting long shadows around her. hard to say whether she's having a late night or a very early morning, as she tends to do both.

there's something a bit off about her manner, a little lazy and limp, slouching a bit much for her generally prim posture. it's probably related to the glass of too red wine in front of her, the half-empty bottle of cabernet sauvignon next to the metal flask she seems to carry everywhere. her tone is quiet and pensive, putting a lot of effort into keeping her words coherent. it's an important topic she's discussing today. ]

So I think we can all recognize at this point that Earth is very fond of its holidays, but of the lot I think it's Mother's Day I find the most...challenging. On my worst days, I'd regard it with hostility, as if the very idea that motherhood is something to be celebrated is in itself obscene. But, that. That isn't right. My problem has always been that I've grown too bitter, it clouds the perspective. And even I have had the good fortune to know many lovely mothers, even if I wasn't able to become one myself.

[ her eyes have been lingering on her drink this whole time, swishing it around in a circle, but now she finally looks at the camera. ]

What I mean to say is that...it isn't unlikely, or even uncommon, for others to have more pleasant associations with motherhood. Happier stories to share, enough to fill an entire day. So, I'd like to hear them, if you're willing. However big or small it may be, I'd just like something to paint the occasion in a more positive light.

[ operation archangel participants: feel free to action at her, if you're staying at the nest! ]

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Yes.

Mr. Wagner just left. Was Julian Keller here, too?

I'm afraid I must have missed him. I knew him better in the City, but he was one of those who was absent on the other side, when we first arrived on this world.

Julian was gone before that. I don't think he's been to this world before.

Oh, right. The world before this one...

Maybe they'll come back again, or different people that I know. I mean, I wouldn't exactly be thrilled to see Julian again, but it would be something from home.

I can understand that, he wasn't often an easy person to get on with. We two were at each other's throats for a long time.

I can imagine. I never got along with him, and I don't... My friend Sofia was kinda into him, but I can't pretend I understood that a bit.

Sofia? She was around, I think. They were dating. But I didn't know her very well.

But no, I can't say I understand the appeal in that area, even beyond not thinking much of boys to begin with.

Sofia was here. Or... There. [ Sigh. At least it's not like she just missed her, but still. ]

Yeah, I... I never thought he was very nice. Not that my tastes in boys was ever great or anything. [ Haha... ] I probably think too much of them, and Julian's still... Yeesh.

Oh well.

Well, now that I think of it. Hmm. [ you know, just casually remember her own romantic past, and the sort that would tend to crop up there. the leather jacket, the slicked back hair, the tremendous attitude problem. ] I suppose I'm lucky he wasn't a woman.

That's really embarrassing, looking at it that way. Just...realizing how terrible your tastes can be.

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