We went our separate ways after our single and only performance.
[He wasn't very good. They all weren't very good, save for Falsch, really, and he already had the experience. But that wasn't the point, he thinks. He may know much, but even he knows the worth of something isn't measured in how many people clapped.]
[He smiles, warmly.]
But I look back on it, and...I was happy. And I was happy to be part of it. Even if it didn't last forever.
That's good. Acting's a lot of fun, though I've always been more of the audience than on stage myself.
[ Siffrin watches his reflection in the mirror. Wonders what everyone else sees, to make them speak so kindly. To miss him. To want to apologize, to say he doesn't deserve it.
It must be fun to be the audience. You get to see so many stories.
[Good and bad. By wonderful actors and horrible ones. There must be something to it. He always felt like more like the audience. Everyone else plays out their lives.]
[He's catching up. He didn't find that prism-color performance, yet.]
Mm, him? He's a drunkard, and a man doing whatever job he could. Even strange things. I'm sure he returned to that, but... [But. He thinks about it for a moment.] From our belowground experience...I think he got what he wanted. He had a play, you see. Now he knows what to do with it. He can be above ground, now. In the light.
Well, I hope the same will be for you. That you will see the-
[But that's right.]
[He won't do that.]
[Something crumples in his face with a noise in his throat, and he doesn't continue. How awful. He never thought about it. He didn't want to. And now, being reminded of it, it just makes him feel sick.]
You know... I'm pretty hard to get rid of. The King was angry too, that time and time again I was the reason he never succeeded.
[ It was funny. It didn't end up being too funny, but at the moment (you felt so powerful). ]
Chara thinks that I'll come back somehow. We all will. Because The Witch doesn't have a need to permanently kill us off, if he's looking to draw on our feelings -- that's a waste of resources. [ ... ] I probably won't see you again, or at least not for a while... but I won't be gone forever. Probably.
[ It's only a theory. And it might do more harm than good, but...
... Siffrin doesn't like the way that Sariel looks, right now. Feels helpless to do anything but parrot the words of a peer. Someone who's been through what they have, who they trust. ]
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[He wasn't very good. They all weren't very good, save for Falsch, really, and he already had the experience. But that wasn't the point, he thinks. He may know much, but even he knows the worth of something isn't measured in how many people clapped.]
[He smiles, warmly.]
But I look back on it, and...I was happy. And I was happy to be part of it. Even if it didn't last forever.
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[ Siffrin watches his reflection in the mirror. Wonders what everyone else sees, to make them speak so kindly. To miss him. To want to apologize, to say he doesn't deserve it.
(Was Falsch frustrated? Sad? Or satisfied?
You wonder what that feels like. Satisfaction.) ]
... And Falsch? How did it end with him?
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[Good and bad. By wonderful actors and horrible ones. There must be something to it. He always felt like more like the audience. Everyone else plays out their lives.]
[He's catching up. He didn't find that prism-color performance, yet.]
Mm, him? He's a drunkard, and a man doing whatever job he could. Even strange things. I'm sure he returned to that, but... [But. He thinks about it for a moment.] From our belowground experience...I think he got what he wanted. He had a play, you see. Now he knows what to do with it. He can be above ground, now. In the light.
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And yet, you're once again readying for the stage. Ever on call, aren't you, Siffrin.
... Lucky Falsch.) ]
If he can, then he definitely did. And you helped with that, Sariel. I'm sure he's happy you were part of it too.
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Well, I hope the same will be for you. That you will see the-
[But that's right.]
[He won't do that.]
[Something crumples in his face with a noise in his throat, and he doesn't continue. How awful. He never thought about it. He didn't want to. And now, being reminded of it, it just makes him feel sick.]
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(You decide to tell Sariel Chara's thoughts.) ]
You know... I'm pretty hard to get rid of. The King was angry too, that time and time again I was the reason he never succeeded.
[ It was funny. It didn't end up being too funny, but at the moment (you felt so powerful). ]
Chara thinks that I'll come back somehow. We all will. Because The Witch doesn't have a need to permanently kill us off, if he's looking to draw on our feelings -- that's a waste of resources. [ ... ] I probably won't see you again, or at least not for a while... but I won't be gone forever. Probably.
[ It's only a theory. And it might do more harm than good, but...
... Siffrin doesn't like the way that Sariel looks, right now. Feels helpless to do anything but parrot the words of a peer. Someone who's been through what they have, who they trust. ]