Phaedra Amaryllis
Character
"I'm not discounting that in the least. Believe me, I understand. I'm still trying to process it myself." Even she glanced back again to Moira. For a moment, she just paused and thought through it, the reasons and possibilities. If she had been told from the start, Phae didn't image she would have reacted well. She hadn't reacted all that great in the beginning, untrusting, frightened and easily pushed to flee.
"Neither one of us were in great shape when we both woke up. Both of us needed intensive care and help. And knowing myself, I don't think I'd have reacted that well to knowing this when I first woke up. Which could have ended in me getting badly hurt, or regressing. And I sure as hell don't appreciate it being kept from us for this long, in some ways I can understand the reasoning. Doesn't mean I like it." Phae sighed and again looked back to Moira. The next part she really didn't want to have to explain. All the details there, she didn't really have and there was no doubt it would be extremely painful for Enyo.
"As for who....." Phae wrung her hands nervously, anxiously looking for the best place to start with that delightful part of the equation. "I have a sister ... a Jedi. A supposed healer and seer. Not that I really buy the healer part, not with what she did to me. Leaving me to waste away, slowly losing my memories and everything that made me who I am, because of some vision that I'd become greater than she was." Phae shrugged quickly, pushing the pain that came with away as quickly as possible. "She exploited my situation for personal gain, and Archangel, helped to save me, us."
"Your story, I ..." Phaedra bit at her lip, not really wanting to explain this, knowing how much it would hurt her dear friend. "Your situation is a little more grim than mine. If that's even possible." Once more she turned again to Moira, wanting a way out of having to be the one to tell Enyo. For now she let a moment pass for all she'd spoken to sink in, and then maybe she could stomach telling Enyo the rest.
[member="Enyo Typhos"]
"Neither one of us were in great shape when we both woke up. Both of us needed intensive care and help. And knowing myself, I don't think I'd have reacted that well to knowing this when I first woke up. Which could have ended in me getting badly hurt, or regressing. And I sure as hell don't appreciate it being kept from us for this long, in some ways I can understand the reasoning. Doesn't mean I like it." Phae sighed and again looked back to Moira. The next part she really didn't want to have to explain. All the details there, she didn't really have and there was no doubt it would be extremely painful for Enyo.
"As for who....." Phae wrung her hands nervously, anxiously looking for the best place to start with that delightful part of the equation. "I have a sister ... a Jedi. A supposed healer and seer. Not that I really buy the healer part, not with what she did to me. Leaving me to waste away, slowly losing my memories and everything that made me who I am, because of some vision that I'd become greater than she was." Phae shrugged quickly, pushing the pain that came with away as quickly as possible. "She exploited my situation for personal gain, and Archangel, helped to save me, us."
"Your story, I ..." Phaedra bit at her lip, not really wanting to explain this, knowing how much it would hurt her dear friend. "Your situation is a little more grim than mine. If that's even possible." Once more she turned again to Moira, wanting a way out of having to be the one to tell Enyo. For now she let a moment pass for all she'd spoken to sink in, and then maybe she could stomach telling Enyo the rest.
[member="Enyo Typhos"]