dear_mun | Voicetesting~

As much as I tend to disagree with my mundane, one must admit that the lack of marriage, or rather, constant pressure of it by countless suitors is quite pleasing.

Are your parents tryin' to marry you off too?

I barely dodged the experience, I was only twelve when my father passed. However, I find my life plagued with nobles and their constant desire to expand on their power and titles. Pointless... pointless men, leading their inane little lives. I have no desire to tie myself down to such a person who cannot properly defend themselves with a gun or sword. Devoting myself to the protection of queen and country is my priority. Only the most intricate love will persuade me into matrimony... perhaps.

[Integra, what, pray tell, do you mean by 'intricate love'?]

Lucky you, bein' able t'slip out of that.

[However, Merida isn't so certain about how much more she can empathize with; such "devotion" would, without a doubt, ruin the chance of freedom. Or so she believes.]

Don't... you miss bein' able t'go about without queen and country?

I'm pretty sure those are two different words.

I do not tie myself to causes I see as unworthy. Someone needs to protect Britain's citizens from what lurks in the night, and my queen is a respectable leader. I have no problem acting as a silent defender to my country. Outside of my line of work, I am free to live as I please.

Perhaps I will marry someday, but it will be of my own choosing, and not out of obligation to carry on the family line; an 'obligation' of which has been stressed to me by my father as a child, and by the men of which I work with. Simply, I prefer not to burden myself with such thoughts. I will tolerate the council's silly game, playing as my 'matchmaker', and turning down each candidate they present to me. I realize not every woman, even in this day and age, has the freedom to marry whomever they choose; I am lucky in that regard. And yet it is not something I actively desire or pursue.

[Above all other things, Integra can be seen as proud. She is prideful of the things she has accomplished, yet doesn't except reward or praise for them... or even acknowledgement. She is mostly content with her way of living. However, she appreciates Merida's free spirit, and understands her frustration. Sorry for the wall of text.]

Edited 2013-01-16 22:10 (UTC)

[If anything, Merida is far more surprised by the logic and just reasoning behind the woman's disdain for betrothals. For her, it's just a simple, yet deep need for freedom over her own life, and perhaps a bit of want of her mother to listen to that need.]

At least you get t'choose when and who. I don't really get that. I'm supposed t'be th'example, supposed t'become my mum.

...Do-ya know if Mun was right and I don't have t'be either out here?

[Never apologize for text walls. Ever. <3]

I know they're different words. Mun's just... a bit off. It honestly wouldn't surprise me if she wanted t'be called... th'other one.

Don't count on gettin' outta th'marriage so easily.

She'll have y'sailin' on more ships in no time.

[TAKE IT FROM A MERIDA WHO KNOWS.]

...let me guess. An arranged marriage?

Unlikely, dear.

[WHAT SORCERY IS THIS]

...On ships? Shouldn't that be th'least of my worries?

[Especially considering she's talking to... well, herself.]

Well, no. Unless y'want t'find out that boys are th'most confusin' things on th'planet.

Also, never play anythin' called "The Pocky Game" with any of 'em. They just end up getting all weird about it, and everybody thinks they like you.

[MERIDA. SHE'S TRYING TO HELP YOU OUT.]

Yooou got it.

I just don't want my life t'be over already! I don't see why I shouldn't be free t'choose when I'm ready to marry.

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But Muuuum... we're not even home. You can't just marry me off out here! There's... er.... there aren't any of th'clans out.

[Or so she hopes.

Please make sense to Mother, please make sense to Mother.]

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What in th'devil's name is "The Pocky Game"? Better yet, what in th'devil's name is a "Pocky"?

And trust me, I have absolutely no intention of gettin' close t'any boy.

[OKAY, BUT HOW ON EARTH CAN SHE TALK WITH HERSELF. She'll just keep trying to figure that out as they converse, perhaps speaking a tad cautiously.]

[ She really does sympathize, you poor thing, but she keeps her tone of voice light. She doesn't want to sound like she's patronizing you. That's annoying, and the last thing you need right now. ]

Fair enough. Have you tried explaining that?

Yes! But my mum won't listen.

[Time for her best Elinor impression.] "It's your duty this, it's heritage that, if you don't it'll start a war..."

On and on, over and over! It's like she doesn't hear me at all.

[MERIDA IS USED TO THIS TOMFOOLERY. SHE KNOWS LIKE 60 JACK FROSTS AND 40 HICCUPS.]

Th'Pocky Game is when y'take a sweet pastry stick about yea big. [Holds out her hands to give you the approximate size.] And then y'both stick it in your mouth, one on each end. And then y'keep bitin' at it 'til y'get to th'center and then... well.... [...oh god somehow this is just embarrassing explaining to herself.] Eventually y'end up kissin'.

And y'have t'keep kissin' because th'first one t'back off loses.

[SEE? SIMPLE]

And th'problem is, boys just SAY it's a game, but really they secretly like you, even if they don't like you and they get all weird and stumble over their words and avoid you. Even though it's supposed t'just be --

A game!

[....She may be huffing and puffing pretty hard from that sentence.]

Y'really don't think you're going t'get close t'any th'boys until they challenge you t'The Pocky Game.

[..yeah that happened]

Also, never EVER tell mother if y'do. She'll just lecture you as if it was your fault. Which it wasn't!

[...she could go on for a while]

I... don't think I'll be playin' that game anytime soon.

[Seriously, that is probably the most horrifying thing she's ever heard! Well, next to the words "suitor" and "marriage" in the same sentence.

She gets a bit quieter, juuust in case Mother down below overhears.]

Tell me. Did you at least get out of it alright? You're not... stuck bein' with anyone, are ye?

[At that Merida pauses.]

Actually, no. Mum's pretty understandin', I mean I do have t'marry eventually but here, I'm free t'do what I want.

[Another pause. Longer this time.]

And I actually think I've found a boy I like... on my own terms. As unbelievable as that is.

[ She can't help but smirk at the impression, though her expression softens again. That's an awful lot of pressure for one person. ]

And of course you want to avoid that.

[ ... ]

Do you have a plan?

Hm. So what does the other one mean?

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/WAVES SPASTICALLY/ HI ROSE HI.

OMG I KNOW YOU ♥

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HEY GIRL HEY i miss you :<

I MISS YOU TOO :C

I KNOW YOU TOO ♥

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COME. LET US RIDE THROUGH THE GLEN.

I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT YOU TOO ♥~

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1/3...or we could just always try talking on aim :D

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DONE.

Is your aim still the same? AND GDI 15 icons does not do merida justice

WHY DO YOU THINK I HAVE ALL THESE ICONS? and yes it is.

MY SPECIALITY. JUST FOR YOU.

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