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Open RP post for Auri
"It is a lovely name," he said politely. "It suits you."
"It does," she agreed. "It is like having a flower in my heart." She gave Elodin a serious look. "If your name is getting too heavy, you should have Kvothe give you a new one."
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"It does," she agreed. "It is like having a flower in my heart." She gave Elodin a serious look. "If your name is getting too heavy, you should have Kvothe give you a new one."
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a binding friendship
As a direct result, or maybe just because she feels more comfortable reaching out again, she has done her best to be a friendly and steadying presence for Auri. Prim remembers what it felt like to be so lost and afraid. So she's done her best to leave useful things for her friend. Milk and cheese to start. Sometimes ribbon and the one that Auri gave her during their first meeting is always tied into her own hair. Sometimes Prim braids it through her hair, like a colorful trail through her blonde strands. Over time, doing so has become second nature, a physical symbol of a friendship she has come to treasure.
Today, she decides to settle on the ground with Buttercup while Lady grazes nearby. Her cat settles in her lap while the goat wanders happily around the pen. The milk and cheese are resting on their normal post on the fence a ways down, far enough that if Auri decides to let Prim know she's around, there's still enough space between them that Prim won't be seen as a threat. She's done her best to be nothing less than friendly and a safe presence, but she of all people knows that that sort of fear doesn't go away easily.
For now, she simply rests against one of the fence posts, petting her cat calmly. "This place isn't perfect," she murmurs quietly to Buttercup, "but it's a lot better than Panem. I kind of like it here."
The cat doesn't respond much beyond yawning. Prim smiles anyway.
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"I don't," Auri murmurs as she steps out from behind a tree. She hoists herself up to perch on the fence not far from Prim; experience has shown that she leaps to her feet in an instant if startled, and that she won't tolerate being touched without initiating it herself. The times she does are excruciatingly rare. "Like it more than Temerant, that is. I can't say that I like it worse, or it will try and change my mind. It's always trying. I wish it would rest, but then, that's the one thing it doesn't know how to do. It isn't in its nature. So that's a wicked thing to wish."
She studies Prim, as if trying to see through to all the ways Panem harmed her. She has a few inklings. No one is this gentle without some measure of pain. That was obvious from the beginning of their quiet, cautious friendship.
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"I guess so," she admits. "Maybe we'll be surprised one day and it'll stop." Always the fountain of optimism somehow. At least, when it comes to everyone else. If Katniss is involved, Prim is a lot less stable. She'd lost her sister once before. She can't lose her again.
"It does rest some days. Like today. But you're right that it doesn't like to rest a lot. It's... always changing."
Like an Arena, which is something Katniss has pointed out a few times. Having been forced to watch the Hunger Games once a year every single year of her life, Prim can easily see how it might be an Arena. But she doesn't like to imagine that, so she pushes that thought out of her mind and pulls a smile up once more.