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[strictdiscipline]

CHARACTERS: Riza and friends! ("""friends""")
DATE: Post-Ghost town log
WARNINGS: Talk of death?? Probably some throwing up too, we’ll see.
SUMMARY: Riza died and that was fun but now she has to talk about it and that’s less fun. A bunch of starters in the comments, give me a holler if you'd like something.

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[grunehexe]

[It's easy to blame herself, because she's always been responsible for everything. Responsible for the wellbeing of the women in her village. Responsible for the formulation of the Ultimate Magic. Responsible for the future of the Green Witch's line.

To replace the responsibilities she had lost, Sieglinde had simply taken on as many as she could in ALASTAIR. Responsible for the wellbeing of Audentes' members. Responsible for the formulation of a solution to their problems. To Koltira's, to Haise's, to Graham's, to anyone's who asked for her aid.

She doesn't feel like she's the one who deserves comfort, feels like she should flinch away from soft touch, but she can't. Not when Riza is... dead. Risen. Undead. Whatever was proper to call her now, according to the rules of Koltira's world and his spellwork.

Instead, her bottom lip trembles as she squeezes Riza's hand.]

There is no need to worry for one such as I- You should focus on yourself, Riza.

[She can only imagine what it must feel like- to have lost not a "world" like she had, but your physical life only to have it somewhat magically returned to you, your soul called back to a shell it had been forced from.]

wraps this up like a week later, sighs

[strictdiscipline]

[Perhaps she should focus on herself, at least in the immediate future, but Riza's own priorities have never worked that way. Her friends and the group of people she's considered 'hers' have always come first, of higher importance than herself, and Sieglinde certainly falls into that former bucket.]

I'll always worry about you, Sieglinde. You're important to this team, and to me.

[Genuine words, and ones she means from the bottom of her heart. But since making both of them worry serves no purpose whatsoever, Riza changes the subject, switching the focus from either of them onto something more neutral and more tangible.]

Tell me about your projects then, if you can.

[She doesn't expect the full details - nor does she expect to understand most of the details even were they to be given - but it'll be a nice change of pace from being left alone with her own thoughts. Besides, she's been remiss in spending time with Sieglinde, and learning about the younger girl's own interests and likes.]

<3

[grunehexe]

[She's important.

Sieglinde had grown up thinking she was important- it had been something she'd always taken for granted... until her world had collapsed around her ears and she couldn't any longer. It wasn't something she could assume anymore, not something she felt like she deserved, or something she expected came without expectations.

But she couldn't doubt Riza. How could she, when the older woman had been nothing but honest with her, treated her with respect... hadn't she?

And she didn't want to talk about it anymore, and really, who could blame her, so as curious as she was it's all Sieglinde can to do nod, turning in her chair to grab her tablet and her notes, spreading them out over the table between them.]

... of course.

[Here was the diagram of a man who lacked a physical heart and yet still lived, his emotions dampened as consequence. Here was the formula of a compound she was trying to come up with that would trick a certain person's stomach into thinking the food in question was coffee. Here was the chemical she was refining to target the magical build up that triggered a certain elf's blood frenzy.

All the things she tried to do in order to hear words like you're important to this team, and to me.]