[ AUDIENCE: LUCRETIA ]

[dormheads]

Comments

[inaccordant]

I don't see a reason to ask for what I don't need.

[ambiography]

You barely have a floor.

[YES, YOU NEED SHELVES.]

[inaccordant]

I've managed.

[ :/ ]

[ambiography]

Let me guess. You know where you've left everything, so there's no need for you to do anything about it.

[inaccordant]

That, and I won't necessarily need everything during my time in the dorm. If it's still packed, it's easier to move it again.

[ambiography]

You could still stand to make the place more liveable-- I'm sure you could get a little help packing it all back up later.

[inaccordant]

I'd rather do it myself.

[ambiography]

-yes, that's more or less what I expected.

[chad.]

[inaccordant]

[:pensive:]

... They're my belongings, so they're my responsibility. Besides, it ensures they won't get mishandled.

[ambiography]

Is that only caution, or are that many of them sentimental?

[inaccordant]

Some of them I can sell if I need the money.

[ambiography]

I suppose that's understandable.

[she's peering at some of the books, though, curious.]

What do you usually prefer reading?

[inaccordant]

Mostly nonfiction.

[though there is some fiction in the mix, usually more along the lines of epics and the like.]

[ambiography]

I tend to be the same way, myself. There are fiction genres I enjoy, still, but-- I was a biographer, originally, so I suppose I have more of a natural inclination towards it.

[inaccordant]

[...]

A biographer? So you wrote about other people's lives?

[ambiography]

I did. No one would have really known my name from my work, but most people from my world would almost certainly have read something I'd ghostwritten.

[inaccordant]

... What made you start?

[ambiography]

...I wanted to make sure the stories were told. It wasn't important to me for anyone to know that I was behind it, or-- to gain any sort of recognition through my work.

That was why I joined the mission that my former group was sent on. I just... thought that it was a story that was going to be worth telling well.

[inaccordant]

[...]

Well, it's important for history to be passed on. Things are easily forgotten with time.

[ambiography]

They are. There's much that's been forgotten, across my own world's history and others.

[she kind of- debates, for a moment, but of all the people here... honestly, chad seems like the least likely to spill anything.]

My... original world's history-- it doesn't exist, outside what I've recorded of it.

[inaccordant]

[he blinks.]

... What? Why?

[ambiography]

Because the world itself doesn't. The place I came here from, it's-- it's home, to me, but it's not the first.

[inaccordant]

... Your world doesn't exist anymore? How?

[ambiography]

It was destroyed, by something that-- it's more or less a... living plane, that survives by absorbing other entire planes of existence to add to itself. We call it the Hunger.

[inaccordant]

[...

well. what the fuck do you say to that!],/small>