dear_mun | (no subject)

A shame. I know what it is like to be forgotten.

It wasn't that bad in my case, but...uhm...

[She definitely didn't expect to be remembered all of a sudden.]

To be abandoned by what you once held dear is no easy ordeal to weather.

Perhaps I speak out of turn, however. I am Ulfric Stormcloak, Jarl of Windhelm and True High king of Skyrim. You are?

Anri Sonohara. It’s, ah...it’s a pleasure to meet you.

Your name is... exotic. Where are you from Anri?

[His name is the one that sounds strange to her, but she won’t mention that.]

Japan. What about you...sir?

I apologize if I sound odd. I have not had the privilege to speak with someone not from Tamriel before.

I am from Skyrim, northern province of Tamriel and ancestral home of the Nords, my people.

Oh, no, it’s not like that. I just don’t know...how to talk to you.

[Anri has never met a king before, after all.]

We Nords are steeped in tradition, but we are not fond of formalities. We value strength of arm and character over niceties and pomp. My people speak to me as they would each other, and I the same to them. You may address me as you would an equal, Anri of Japan.

[Totally oblivious to just how odd that sounds to a modern teenager.]

[This teenager in particular isn’t going to comment on that. She understands his point, and that’s what matters.]

O-okay then, Stormcloak-san.

Sometimes it feels like they have, doesn't it?

I don't understand why now.

[Really, mun, what?]

If we can only get them to answer one question, it may have to be a different one.

...I don't think we can make them answer anything.

You can! You just have to trade something for it. Like, "if you make a reserve for me somewhere, I'll make it easy for you to write the sample!" or something like that.

[Oh. Anri has never thought about that, but it does makes sense!]

I see. I’ll have that in mind, um...what is your name?

I'm sure it'll work out for you!

My name's Amalia Sheran Sharm... but you can just call me Amalia!

[She nods at that first thing. Her mun seems to think that it's "working out" already, even if she doesn't understand that much.]

Nice to meet you, Amalia-san. I'm Anri.

That's a nice name! What kind of place are you from?

[She never thought she'd have to ask this, but...]

H-have you heard of Japan?

Mm! I hadn't before I came to this place, but now I know about it! It sounds like a really wonderful place... I wish I could visit there.

Really?

[What sounds so wonderful about it? ~~Says the girl who lives in a crazy place full of crazy people. And not-people~~.]

It does! It sounds like an adventure and I love adventures! But most people tell me that my world sounds like it's an adventure too.

[Well, she definitely sees the adventure in her part of the city, at least.]

How is it? [Your world, she means.]

[ wistfully ] It's really wonderful. There's all kinds of people and amazing places there. I wish everyone could see it.

It's hard for someone to forget about a person who lives in their head....

[Right?]

[...that hits kind of close for Anri.]

Not in this case.

....You don't look forgettable....

[He'd recognize you in a flash. But that's just him. ]\

I'm sorry that your mun forgot you...

[Eep. Anri blushes a little, because she does think that she's forgettable. And that would probably be for the best, all things considered.]

I-it's okay. I don't mind.

Are you sure...? To be forgotten would mean that you are not worth anything...

[He head tilts at her blushing. Did he say something embarrassing?]

I'll remember you.

[Other people would likely care about that, but not Anri. She already thinks she's not worthy of anything, so she shakes her head.]

I'm...I’m sure it's not like that.

[But then he says that. He has no way of knowing about Saika and everything else, of course, but he still says that, so Anri will stare at him before answering.]

T-thank you.

.....Do you think you're worth remembering..? [Lace is rather curios why someone would not mind to be forgotten.]

My name is Lace....Yours..?

[She shifts in her place, visibly uncomfortable. It’s one thing to avoid answering something, but she isn’t that good at lying. So she’ll do the obvious thing and remain quiet.]

Anri. It’s nice to meet you.

It's good to meet you, Anri....I'm not sure if my words will mean much...But...I don't think you're going to be forgotten...

[That makes her smile a little. True, she may be a monster, but there are still people who want to be her friends. Even if one of them is gone now, even he’s going to come back eventually.]

You... ["You are too kind". She wonders if it’s difficult, having to live while being like that.] You are right. Thank you.

[Lace may seem kind but his life isn't a kind one. He had to kill, he got verbally and physically abused by his superiors when he did something they thought was wrong. But that's normal isn't it? He didn't have a family so there was no one who'd care.

In fact it was almost like he didn't exist in the outside world.]

I am glad that you see that....[He smiles, it's small but it's there. He likes seeing people smile at him. He didn't get to see it much since Robin died.]

[There is something off about him, Anri thinks (and the demon sword inside her very much agrees), but he still sounded sincere. She definitely notices that smile, as small as it may be.]

It's the truth. Not about my "mun", but...still.

I'm still glad for you...You seem kind...[A little bit of low self esteem. But that's okay! Lace has that too.]

[Anri hasn’t met someone who gives off the same "vibe" as her before. It’s very surprising.]

Me? N-no, not at all. [She doesn’t feel love for anyone. The spirit inside her whispers things about cutting everybody she meets at all times, and the only thing she can feel is jealousy, because the demon sword at least has a (very twisted) way of loving. She’s pretty sure that a kind person isn’t like that.]

I’m...I-I’m sorry if this is rude, but were you...? [Forgotten.]

Are you sure...?

[He gazed at her when she asked that. Golden eyes showing hidden sadness.]

......I've been forgotten...[Sometimes he wishes that the ones who were 'mean' forgot him. But sadly life isn't like that]

I'm...not very important to most...So it doesn't matter as much....

[Oh. Anri knows how that feels. She isn't social-skilled enough to know what to say, but she's still going to try. This feels strangely like talking to a younger version of herself.]

B-but...it’s not...always going to be like that. [It wasn’t for her, right? And if even she could meet people who accepted her, then everybody should. Right?]

.....It...would be nice to have...[Friends again] company again....

[She nods.]