dear_mun | (no subject)

An over-hyper or excited Mundane on your hands?

Something like that.

Over-eager I'd call it, I think. She has no idea what she's getting into, and since she doesn't, neither do I.

[It's like a crucial part of her is missing, and if that's not foreshadowing, well...]

That would make two of us...a bit frightening isn't it? I wish my Mundane would have more patience, but when she wants something she does go for it.

It's funny. Ordinarily, I would support that kind of initiative -- with your mundane or mine -- but there's an exception to every rule.

She's got a bad habit of not letting me know all the things she does know for certain already too. Just keeps wondering, I quote, 'where everyone else is'.

[ Snow imagines where they belong is the answer, but she picks her battles and that's just not going to be one of them. ]

I suppose it is funny, though it will be an adventure to be somewhere else and be around others from different places.

[A puzzled look appears on her face.] 'Where everyone else is?' Do you mean from your circle of friends or where they could be in 'games?'

Adventure would be fine with me. I just wish I thought she had a better idea of what she's doing. I guess I should have a little more confidence in improvising though.

[ Snow pauses, blinking once, shoulders shrugging. ] Well. I'm not exactly sure. I think she means in general - whether they exist here or not.

[ She frowns at that, however, disturbing a thought as it is - to not exist, even if by all rights this is not the place any of them are 'meant' to be. ]

[Belle's puzzled look turns into a pensive one.] I would hope they exist here, who else could we talk to that understand where we come from. Even those we have left behind would be nice to see again.

[Like her father, maybe even Gaston or...no, no she won't run into him. He wouldn't want to see her anyway.]

But, maybe we should give our Mun's more faith. Thus far mine hasn't done anything that would make me doubt her. Though there is some room for improvement.

[Like getting started on that application for starters.]

[When she exhales, hair flies up out of her face before settling back in her vision, which means she has to tuck it back behind her ear.]

Faith? Faith has to be earned. She hasn't given me any reason to grant her that.

[Arms crossed, she glances around.]

Has yours? Making plans or something?

[Seeing Snow huff like that is sort of funny, making Belle smile a little. She reaches into the back of her head, into her hair and pulls out a pin, offering it to her.]

True, but you have to start somewhere.

[There's some hesitation on her part, knitting her eyebrows together in thought.] Yes and no. She was planning on letting me stay in this..place, but now she has plans of putting in some city or town called Anatole.

She was inspired to send me there because this woman, Regina, is going too.

Yes, they're quite eager, aren't they?

It'd be flattering if I hadn't heard all the complaints from her other 'muses' already.

I suppose running around is more interesting than just taking up space in their heads, though.

Jealousy already? My my. That's rarely a good sign.

[ There's a grin, an almost chuckle. ]

Yes, I suppose so. An outlet is a useful thing, while they wait for the months to pass and season's end to come.

Provided, of course, that they wait. My own mundane required some persuasion.

[ Head canting to the side, she rolls her eyes, snorting. ] Not exactly the word I would go with.

[ She shifts her weight, arms folded, exhaling with a frown. ]

If it was me, I'd rather know the whole story first. At least they have this place - wherever this place even is - and 'memes' to kill time.

What kind of persuasion did you use anyway?

Oh? And word would you use?

[ Lines deeply furrow his brow as his expression turns curious. ]

As it is I doubt we'll know the whole story any time soon. They'd have no tales to tell come next year, were that the case.

[ The corner of his lips twitch upwards briefly. ]

The compelling sort. Best to leave it at that.

[ A punctuated thought, she shrugs as if it's not important, though it is. ] Not really sure. Ambivalent? Something like that.

[ Her mouth open to add onto that, she pauses, head bowing a little in acknowledgment that yes that's quite true, though that puts her even more soured towards the idea of being 'played'. Not that it's the best situation, period. ]

Compelling, huh? [ Eyes narrowed, scrutinizing him, she can take a few stabs in the dark as to what that means. ]

Do you plan on ....'compelling' her to continue waiting beyond the end of this 'season'?

Mine's not having any of it.

[ He straightens, grip adjusting on his cane. ]

Oh no. I do intend to find myself a more permanent home before the fall. Having to omit certain points in my history isn't going to trouble me a bit.

Where would the fun be without a little mystery?

[ Oh, that deadpan. ]

[ This time she pauses and there's something more weighted to it, a flicker of vulnerability she dislikes enough to stifle it quickly under the usual veneer of casualness, sharpened by a pointed look. ]

You intend or the mun intends? Are they looking somewhere specific?

[ As to mystery, well she glances away at that, the flat tone not lost on her. ]

More reliable, probably.

[ Under her breath, she admits more to herself: ] A little boring.