"I don't know if I like or dislike it, but I think I'm good at it."
You can feel her fingers twine into your hair; sometimes she tugs a little too hard, combing through it, but not too much. Eventually she settles into humming quietly—an unfamiliar melody, working carefully.
It's... a different young girl, now? But this one bears a lot more resemblance to Hope.
"Yeah! That looks great," she says, nodding seriously. "That kind of feeling—well, I really like learning new things," she says. "So that's exciting. And you have an interesting way of explaining things."
"Oh! Miss Aradia, you're very thoughtful the way you consider your words and explain things, you know. I can appreciate that better, too. You're a good teacher!"
She bows, politely. "It's nice to meet you properly! I'm Miaoshan."
Miaoshan's really cool and she can do anything, and when she thought she was doing something that was right and good she didn't give up on it. Also I think in some stories she rides a tiger.
[ sitting down, then gesturing for miaoshan to sit next to her, patting the bit of ? floor ? chair ? wherever ]
It's only the memories that I've ended up regaining so far ... I have amnesia, so I don't really know what sort of thing it is... whether it's something about the time, or incarnations, or any things like that - well, of course I have my theories too, but some of the memories that I ended up regaining seemed like they happened at a university, and I'm in the part of a student here, too ...
"I'm studying a lot—I want to get a first in the examinations when I'm older, but I don't know when they'll happen next, so I'm working hard..."
She very cheerfully sits down nearby; she doesn't seem to have any of Hope's particular difficulties about physical closeness. "So I'd like to keep learning lots and lots more—even things that won't be on the exams, so I can be a better administrator someday, and really help people."
She swings her feet. "There's a paper, right? One that you're supposed to write."
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You can feel her fingers twine into your hair; sometimes she tugs a little too hard, combing through it, but not too much. Eventually she settles into humming quietly—an unfamiliar melody, working carefully.
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[ she winces occasionally when it's tugged, but stays still throughout, relaxed ]
It was something that you really wanted to try doing, wasn't it? When I offered, it seemed like it might have been something like that...
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There's a pause, and then she says—
"There, turn around!"
Although she sounds a little different.
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[ said a bit like she isn't totally sure about it herself, but - ]
That sort of feeling can be called excitement too, I think... so being that way, isn't that something that's yours?
[ and turning around. ]
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"Yeah! That looks great," she says, nodding seriously. "That kind of feeling—well, I really like learning new things," she says. "So that's exciting. And you have an interesting way of explaining things."
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Really? What do you mean...?
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She bows, politely. "It's nice to meet you properly! I'm Miaoshan."
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[ a little pink in the face, pleasantly flustered - and giving a small polite curtsey in kind ]
Thank you... it's nice to meet you too! Then ...
[ after a pause, ]
Is that the name that you were given by your parents...?
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... But what about you? What do you think about it, Miaoshan?
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...so I think it's a really good name.
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You're both really wonderful people, aren't you?
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She shifts a little shyly on her feet.
"You're a student, right?"
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[ sitting down, then gesturing for miaoshan to sit next to her, patting the bit of ? floor ? chair ? wherever ]
It's only the memories that I've ended up regaining so far ... I have amnesia, so I don't really know what sort of thing it is... whether it's something about the time, or incarnations, or any things like that - well, of course I have my theories too, but some of the memories that I ended up regaining seemed like they happened at a university, and I'm in the part of a student here, too ...
But what about you?
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She very cheerfully sits down nearby; she doesn't seem to have any of Hope's particular difficulties about physical closeness. "So I'd like to keep learning lots and lots more—even things that won't be on the exams, so I can be a better administrator someday, and really help people."
She swings her feet. "There's a paper, right? One that you're supposed to write."
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[ pat pat ]
Right now, I'm talking to you, aren't I?
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