dear_mun | Shelke is getting fed up with the mun's desire for castmates.

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Shelke is getting fed up with the mun's desire for castmates.

This is pointless. You know it's pointless and yet here you are, pushing me out as though I actually care about what you think I should say.

I don't, though I suppose that's obvious.

Why do you want 'castmates' for me? We both know from experience that even if people from Gaia did turn up there, they never know who I am. No, Vincent Valentine usually knows, but none of the rest do. I'm from the game nobody likes, remember?

Besides, I barely even know who any of them are anyway, since you insisted on choosing a 'dramatic' point for me to arrive from.

There are significantly more important things to be worried about, like this city, or finding a replacement for mako, or finding a way back so that I can continue to help the others. Standing around 'hoping I'll make friends' is a waste of time.

I...it is. A waste, I managed ten years of horror on my own, I don't need anyone else. I've already let them down because of Nero anyway, why would they care?

Just let it go.

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It is only natural to lust after what is near impossible to obtain.

[Hmm. Boy Shinra.]

That doesn't make it less pointless.

Of course.

And what is it that you desire?

All I wanted to was to survive.

Are you not surviving right now?

[She has no idea what she 'wants' now.]

From the point I was drawn from my 'canon,' I don't know.

In Exsilium...yes. But I am dependent on our captors there.

It seems you're no better off than you were before.

How...disappointing it must be.

I may be worse off, if you examine it impartially.

[Which she is incapable of but still believes she can do.]

But my mundane believes that having others from 'home' there would help.

Perhaps, perhaps not.

I believe it would depend upon who showed up, correct?

Yes. There are people I never wish to see again.

But they don't seem to care. Which makes me think they're insisting that this will be 'good' for me is mostly a lie.

The world is full of lies.

You sound like you know what you want. A girl with spirit.

Ten years is not such a very long time. You seem so young.

[Hmm.]

Ten years in Deepground is an eternity.

Deepground? I don't know that term.

[Still not catching on. A pause.]

But...you know Vincent Valentine?

No, it was established after you were...gone.

Yes, I know Vincent Valentine.

After I'm gone. A lot happens then, it seems.

How do you know him? If I might ask.

[And awkward because this is familiar and she's uncertain as to why.]

Do I know you? Will I?

It's...complicated. I tried to kill him.

[It didn't really work out well. She hesitates at the second question.]

You don't know me. But I know you.

Story of my life, these days.

[And she doesn't mean that ironically. She tips her head, examining her, thinking on it.]

And it seems a good many people want Vincent Valentine dead. Why did you? And if I might ask how you know me...

I was following my mission. It doesn't matter now.

[A thoughtful pause.]

I have your...memories. In my head.

...many of my memories aren't fit for a child.

[But what else can she say?]

I would very much like to hear your story. You know me, but I don't even know your name.

I am Shelke.

And does it matter? You're dead by the time my...story...even starts.

[How does she shot tact?]

Shelke. I'm Lucrecia.

[Even if she already knows that. And that just gets a nod, and a little amused glint in her eye.]

I know. I'm dead by the time a lot of stories start, or so I've heard. Did you find my materia? My records for Vincent?

I know.

I did not find them myself, someone else did. They were uploaded into my neural network so that I could access your research.

I have told some of them to Vincent.

[She doesn't quite understand. But it's almost a relief. That she doesn't have to hide anything. That someone already knows.]

You...you did?

[And then, putting on a braver face. Or at least a more irritated face because Vincent hadn't told her that.]

Which part of my research was useful? It was all I had left.

Deepground was...is...attempting to awaken Omega. We used your research to recover the proto-materia from Vincent Valentine, and to further determine the method for awakening the beast.

[Does Shelke almost sound regretful? Maybe.]

You what?

[That last bit comes out in almost a hiss. The first part is unbelievable. The second part is angering...even if she has to be absolutely honest and admit she'd used Vincent just as much.]

Why would you want to awaken Omega? Why would you want to...Vincent has no control without the materia.

I was following my orders. I don't know why they want to awaken him.

[That is the long and short of it for Shelke. While she was doing it, she just didn't care.]

Vincent Valentine is...regaining control.

Who ordered you? It's foolish to mess with Omega. It's beyond a human ability to control.

[She has to bite her tongue. It's not this girl's fault, after all. She doesn't need the lecture.]

Without the materia? You mean he's alright?

Weiss the Immaculate. Indirectly through the other Tsviets. I don't believe they are concerned about collateral damage.

He is surviving. [Was Vincent ever alright?]

They should be. Omega is dangerous. I've seen it myself.

[Point taken. Vincent never was alright.]

I'm happy he survives. I wondered if what I did was forever.

I believe that is the point. They are trying to destroy the world.

What you did was necessary.

He didn't see it that way. Not very many people did.

[Yay for someone finally being on her side! But the rest earns a head shake.]

Then is the world saved? Do you save it?

But it was still necessary. It doesn't matter how he sees it.

[Another pause.]

I am not sure. My mundane is hiding the answer from me. I believe I was about to die when I was taken.

It matters when you still want him to love you.

[What a bad admission to make to a little girl. But, well, if she has all her memories...]

So was I. About to die. But no one I have met has mentioned any impending Apocalypse, if it is any consolation.

...though I'm informed they aren't from when they would know you, either.

I believe he does love you.

[She sighs faintly.]

No one ever knows who I am.

Don't feel bad. No one knows who I am except by who I gave birth to. We're...underappreciated. Our source material wasn't completely awful was it?

[WAS IT? But, join the mope party.]

I believe he blames me. But he never was easy to grasp, was he? I assume that gets no better with age.

It is generally considered to be awful.

[She shrugs.]

No. He may be worse.

...maybe because it is.

[Not admitting to it. The battle's not over! There could still be more horrible games coming!]

Of course. Men can never make things easy. Especially that one. I do hope you keep him in line.

I have only seen him once since I was brought here. And he is not where I have been sent, so I cannot do anything for him.

... You are without mako?

Yes. Though the scientists there believe they can offer me a substitute. I have a few days of my ow. remaining.

Hello Vincent Valentine.

Never know who you are hunh... I wouldn't forget a friend of Vincent's.

[You know. Because he has like none. It's kind of a Big Thing.]

Cloud. [Huh.]

You would be surprised how often you have no idea who I am.

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