thecapitol | A dream I dreamed // OPEN

Who: The Disciple & Anyone
What: Exploring the center from the elevator doors
Where:Training Center Elevator/Any Floor
When: Today, anytime
Warnings: Probably tears.

Too many hands had touched her this morning for comfort. A woman used to living alone and running if people came too close was not suited to strange aliens manhandling her or others insisting that her clothing be changed. Her hissing and tearing at the clothing they pressed at her just got hurt scared looks and she felt a pang. No stronger than grubs, these creatures with their clothes and devices held out pleadingly. Eventually guilt and a sense of inevitability made her take the clothes she was offered and let them pull the knots from her hair.

They called themselves humans when she asked. Humans. Aliens. Was she merely a creature to them, to be kept for their amusement, killing and playing their games. Hardly. She pulled on the only thing she had managed to save from their hands, a long skin and fur cape, and held it closed over the clothing. As much as she liked the leather and fur that adorned her outfit, she almost wanted to tear it off.

The Disciple did, at least, want to find out where she was being kept beyond these rooms. A way out was probably too much to ask at this point, given that they had subdued her before. Their words and explanations flew over her head, things she didn't know of or understand. They at least managed to explain the elevator to her and when she asked if she was to merely stay here, they encouraged her to go look around. Technology she didn't quite understand swept her up and down until her stomach was queasy and at each new floor, she surveyed the area from the elevator doors and occasionally stepped off to explore.

She's not as silent as she hopes with new clothes to adjust to and the ding that precedes her at every floor makes any hope of a silent entry impossible.

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Pruna looked at the symbols with interest and then wrinkled her nose. "What do the other two be being?"

She hesitates a little, she really didn't mean to get so involved in the conversation. Just this and then she'll leave the girl be.

"Pale, the diamond. Ashen, the club. It's a...those two, the matesprit and kismesis, you kiss, these two, you wouldn't. Ashen is where you keep two people from hating each other in the wrong way or work as a go between to keep their relationship from failing or changing. And Pale, the diamond, where you keep each other out of trouble or make sure they don't do dumb things that get them killed."

She wrinkled her nose, "So one you do be making sure two people do be hating each other but do no be killing each other and the other one you do be looking after them but do no really be their girlfriend."

Because really that last one sounded exactly what she had thought being a girlfriend was. She sighed. This was really complicated.

"Or don't hate each other in the romantic way. You can hate someone without wanting to kill them or be their kismesis. It's...like rivals really." She tilts her head, "And with your moirail...you keep each other sane and out of trouble and really that's part of matesprit as well. Pity. But you don't want to kiss them and you know all their flaws and how to help them overcome them rather than...letting your pity for them overshadow their bad points."

She's not sure that made sense really. It's so hard to explain the finer concepts when she wasn't sure that's how humans did them. Since the names weren't even the same.

Pruna frowned, this all sounded really complicated, much more complicated than she had thought already. "How can you be being all four with Signless though, if you do be wanting to be kissing him, but do no be wanting to be kissing him, all at the same time?"

Shes slowly shrugs. It was hard enough to explain herself to people who understood quadrants. She turned it over in her mind, trying to find an explanation.

"Well, remember how I said matesprits often don't see the bad parts of someone, or don't believe they're that bad. And moirails see the bad parts and accept them and help them? I still want to kiss him--but I see the bad parts of him. I accept them--even if they enrage me sometimes. Which is where the kismesis comes in but honestly this is something no one else really does on my world...You shouldn't see it as an ideal, when it's simply how our relationship worked."

Pruna wrinkled her nose, "So you do be hating him, and liking him, and seeing the bad parts of him, but be wanting to be kissing him all at the same time?"

She sighed, "Do you no be getting a headache, I do be thinking there do be being a reason noone else do be doing that."

She laughed softly, probably one of her first real laughs in this place, even if it was short and quiet. She nodded once and moved herself to stand.

"That is a big reason no one does. All mixed up, it is enough to give one a headache. But it's not all at the same time. It's just different parts of our relationship."

"Oh." Pruna frowned and nodded again, still not quite understanding. But relationships were weird, and this one seemed stranger than most.

"Do you be having children?"

She raises an eyebrow, "Children? I--well I haven't given pails to the Mother Grub in so many sweeps and they wouldn't take half of the ones I gave anyways. I suppose I...could in a genetic sense but I wouldn't know any of them."

Pruna frowned, she had no idea who the mother grub was or what a pail was, but she understood having children in a genetic sense. Wesker had explained that. "So you might have been having them but can no even be remembering? Did you be adoptioning them? Did you no be liking them?"

Disciple stared at her for a long moment before she spread her hands wide in confusion, "...No one knows who...Do humans not...use a Mother grub?"

Pruna wrinkled her nose, she had no idea what mother grub was. Was this something else about making children that she had no idea about. She sighed. "I do no be knowing, I did only just be beginning to learn about making babies. I did no never be hearing of a mother grub though."

She frowned, thinking about this. If they didn't use a mothergrub, what on earth could they use? Or was this another difference in names.

"I...guess I should ask an adult then. Hmn. I wonder how it works then."

"You should be being." She nodded, "Just do no be letting them be giving you any books because they do be being stupid and do no be explaining things."

Neither did most the adults, in Pruna's experience, but they might explain things to Disciple as she was an adult too.

"Really? I like books though." Hmn, were books not as good for humans? That's disappointing to be honest. She'd always loved books.

"Books do be being okay, it do be only the ones about having children that do be being stupid." She explained. Scowling again.

She raises an eyebrow, "I'll have to find one of those books. Of course not every book is created equal so perhaps I should ask. Some see wrigglers as not as able."

Standing, she brushes dirt from her knees, "I'll find out and perhaps we can understand better."

"Those people do be being stupid." She bared her teeth. "If they do be telling you things be telling me okay!"

Disciple nods, raising her eyebrows at the bared teeth and taps Pruna on the nose quickly.

"Of course I will. I'll let you train then."

That got a small grin from Pruna and she reached up to rub her nose. "I will be seeing you again."

"I'm sure we will."

She waved and skipped out of the elevator, to go and train.

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im so sorry pruna

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