7th l o s t s o u l ~ [Voice]

[illusional]

[The last event left Cheyenne in a weird place and since then, she's been rather scarce around the village. Aside from getting food at one of the village restaurants, she's spent most of her time either in her apartment or in the forests just outside the village. Today, she's actually back to her usual spot: sitting on the edge of one of Luceti's many bridges, looking down at the water.]

[A few hours of this goes by until she finally opens her journal and poses a question to the residents. The very thing that's been on her mind all this time.]

It is not uncommon for others to ask questions using these journals, yes? [A pause. She wasn't really expecting an answer to that.]


...what do you think it means to be a "person"?

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[voice]

[illusional]

[There's a slight pause before she answers.]

Yes. A person. I am curious to see how others would define it.

[voice]

[generalflirt]

Isn't that just in how someone sees someone else? If a pervert can fall in love with a monster, then a "person" can be pretty much anything.

[voice]

[illusional]

[...]

[Somehow she always ends up making this face when they talk.]

I fail to see the connection between those statements.

[voice]

[generalflirt]

[WELL, given what she's said before and what he saw in the draft-]

You were a monster, right?

[voice]

[illusional]

I am a monster. I have not changed in any permanent manner since my arrival in Luceti.

[voice]

[generalflirt]

Oh, I don't disagree!

A cute one, but a monster.

[voice]

[illusional]

Hm. [A small smile.] I find it rather strange that you are one of the few who does not argue against that notion.

[voice]

[generalflirt]

[His voice becomes flat]

Not everyone saw you on that battlefield.

[Truth be told, he's still terrified]

[voice]

[illusional]

...I suppose I should be thankful for that. I do not think I would enjoy being feared by everyone here just as I was in my previous world.

[voice]

[generalflirt]

Oh, wouldn't you? Monsters generally inspire fear, you know?

[voice]

[illusional]

That does not necessarily mean they enjoy inspiring that fear.

[voice]

[generalflirt]

Ah, of course not. I doubt Celty-san did either.

[voice]

[illusional]

"Celty-san"? An acquaintance of yours?

[voice]

[generalflirt]

Ah, yeah. She was called the Black Bike at home, or the Headless Rider.

[voice]

[illusional]

Is that the sort of name one should take literally?

[voice]

[generalflirt]

She's a dullahan, so yes.

[voice]

[illusional]

I can't say I have ever heard of such a creature, although I suppose it being another world, that is to be expected.

[voice]

[generalflirt]

A dullahan is what you might call a headless horseman. It's a type of Death.

[voice]

[illusional]

Death? I was not aware "death" could be a sentient creature.

[voice]

[generalflirt]

Of course it can, Cheyenne-chan~ It's a famously romantic idea.

[voice]

[illusional]

Romantic? I cannot possibly see what could be romantic about death. Although I suppose my limited understanding of what romance is does not help...

[voice]

[generalflirt]

A lover's suicide, the last thing you'll ever see... there's all sorts of romantic notions about the end!

[voice]

[illusional]

I was under the impression most creatures found death to be an overall unpleasant experience...

[voice]

[generalflirt]

Well Cheyenne-chan~ most people who die can't really tell us about it?

[voice]

[illusional]

I imagine it would be rather difficult to do so.

[...except, you know, for her.]