[ She briefly catches Macaque's eye, noting that pause, but doesn't otherwise make a thing of it.
And then it's her turn to blink. ]
The — [ Trinity? What? ] … Not much. [ Sheepishly rubs the back of her head with the elbow of one wing. ] Mostly basic references picked up from Western media. Maybe bits and pieces from Imeeji's bullshit? But I don't think that counts and I'd have to dig for it anyway.
[ Sllllow kicky legs back and forth as she revisits the Identity and Personhood question. ]
The objectives and taboos make the fragmentation worse, but we're still — we're …
[ The off-white patches on her wings shift to a very specific shade of blue — the same blue as her eyes. She points to it! ] We're still blue. We, our soul, is always blue. Koronai's color is [ the feathers (and one eye) shift to teal ] and Korone is [ another shift, this time to a shade very reminiscent to ripe plums ] … but we — as a system — are fragmented aspects of one whole soul. Korone is Korone and Koronai is Koronai, but we're also each other and our original all at the same time.
[ Their eye and feathers shift fade back to their usual coloration. She gives her head another shake, blinking hard a couple of times to clear away the disorientation. ]
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Date: 2025-02-13 07:39 pm (UTC)And then it's her turn to blink. ]
The — [ Trinity? What? ] … Not much. [ Sheepishly rubs the back of her head with the elbow of one wing. ] Mostly basic references picked up from Western media. Maybe bits and pieces from Imeeji's bullshit? But I don't think that counts and I'd have to dig for it anyway.
[ Sllllow kicky legs back and forth as she revisits the Identity and Personhood question. ]
The objectives and taboos make the fragmentation worse, but we're still — we're …
[ The off-white patches on her wings shift to a very specific shade of blue — the same blue as her eyes. She points to it! ] We're still blue. We, our soul, is always blue. Koronai's color is [ the feathers (and one eye) shift to teal ] and Korone is [ another shift, this time to a shade very reminiscent to ripe plums ] … but we — as a system — are fragmented aspects of one whole soul. Korone is Korone and Koronai is Koronai, but we're also each other and our original all at the same time.
[ Their eye and feathers shift fade back to their usual coloration. She gives her head another shake, blinking hard a couple of times to clear away the disorientation. ]