It doesn't matter, no, but I'm curious! I was surprised to see you had a pet in the first place. I wouldn't think there were creatures roaming around in the afterlife, for one thing.
I suppose I should have figured. If you all live down there, there must be other things growing and thriving, too.
[ It's odd to think about, in a way. What's born of the Bionis returns to the Bionis - that's how they always think of it back home. Life begets more life, even in death. This is taking that to the next level. Not just death leading to new life, but life continuing after death.
It is odd, and Fiora realizes it feels odd because she's never had to think about it before, really - what would happen afterwards. Dying always seemed so far away; now it's a constant presence in her mind. She's quiet for a few moments, then continues, a bit more serious in tone. ]
... I see. That's what we always thought on the Bionis, too.
[ so it's true.
Fiora's not sure how to feel about it. She'll continue on, but she won't remember anything. Now, here, she's already beginning to forget things, and that's unpleasant enough. ]
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[ rufus stop being cagey challenge ]
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[ speaking of allergies... ]
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It doesn't matter, no, but I'm curious! I was surprised to see you had a pet in the first place. I wouldn't think there were creatures roaming around in the afterlife, for one thing.
[ to say nothing of his general personality. ]
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[ It's odd to think about, in a way. What's born of the Bionis returns to the Bionis - that's how they always think of it back home. Life begets more life, even in death. This is taking that to the next level. Not just death leading to new life, but life continuing after death.
It is odd, and Fiora realizes it feels odd because she's never had to think about it before, really - what would happen afterwards. Dying always seemed so far away; now it's a constant presence in her mind. She's quiet for a few moments, then continues, a bit more serious in tone. ]
... What's it like? For the dead, that is.
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[He's far from the expert to be speaking on this matter.]
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[ it's probably not the same in her world - or maybe it is. The lines between everything seem fuzzy in this place. ]
Do you remember who you are, or are you just sort of... recycled?
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[ so it's true.
Fiora's not sure how to feel about it. She'll continue on, but she won't remember anything. Now, here, she's already beginning to forget things, and that's unpleasant enough. ]
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[ she hesitates. the bunnit thumps its tail rather suddenly against the wooden floor of the gazebo - nerves, maybe. ]
It's... comforting, to think that maybe I have an idea of what's coming. Not knowing is the scariest bit.
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... You'd do that for me?
[ it's a silly idea, of course. just as he'd said earlier, they're from different worlds. but she can't help but entertain it. ]
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As a bounty hunter, I travel to various worlds on business. I could feasibly find a way to yours.
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So you could sell my soul? I don't know how I feel about that.
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[ he wouldn't... right... ]
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