@eternalament || CONTINUED.
“I’m selfish, but not that kind of selfish. I don’t want to curry favor. I don’t want special treatment, either.”
She gives a small sigh, still smiling despite the saline leaking as a byproduct of a verbal slap – it’s what she expected (and she’d earned it), but nonetheless, it was a sudden sting. For all she’s worth, she’s just Chiemi: foolish, presumptuous, still a child. That’s all she can be even in times like this.
“I’m sorry that I can’t really do much about the way I am now, ma’am, but I’ll learn. I’ll learn how to make less of a right ass of myself. It isn’t fair to anyone if I’m still like this by the time things – by the time this is over. I’m sheltered, I’m naive, and I’m overly-optimistic. I know that. So I’ll learn how not to be, for everyone around me, including you.”
She doesn’t bother wiping her eyes – it would look more pathetic, she thinks, if she stopped to do so than it does with her crying as she is now. ( – she is in this moment, genuine, a creature laid bare before this woman whose future she so rudely demolished.) A nod of her head, a clearing of her throat: there’s no indicator she’s crying aside from the tears and occasional voice cracks, which may irritate, but are hardly so bad.
“I’m gonna reintroduce myself, for whatever that’s worth. I’m Chiemi McDowell-Abernathy, I don’t want to be called Master, and you don’t have to call me by name either. You can call me kid, or squirt, or brat, or anything you want. I’ll ask before I talk to you from now on, and I won’t use a name for you that you don’t like. You can take as long as you need before working with me. That’s just fine. I’ve done you enough hurt.”
Why the hell was the girl bothering to reintroduce herself? It wasn’t like Yu had short-term memory, nor could she just up and forget even if she wanted to after all that time spent listening to Kirschtaria and the others talk about Chaldea’s Master. ❝ Stop it with the pity party. I reap what I sow for answering your summons. I don’t have to like you to acknowledge you as my Master, so what do you take me for? A freeloader? I’ll do what I need to, and you are free to use me as you see fit. ❞
The more the girl’s voice shook, the sharper Yu’s tone became. ❝ Why are you wasting your breath anyway? Your character development has nothing to do with me. Don’t try to use me as an excuse for whatever you do from hereon out after you stupidly called on me to be your Servant. ❞ And, as far as she was concerned, the relationship between them couldn’t be anything more than Master and Servant; overcomplicating it was utterly pointless. A human and a ‘monster?’ How laughable.
❝ By the way, since you seem to be forgetting this: we’re fundamentally different. You’re just a human child who doesn’t know anything. I’m an Elemental who lives and dies with the planet itself. What do you possibly think you can do for me? ❞ Decades, centuries, and millennia have passed, but how many people had ever managed to truly understand? If Chiemi had lived even just a year of Yu’s life–-the fragile thing probably wouldn’t have been able to handle it. That was what the Assassin concluded as she regarded her Master’s tearstained face with a cold, hateful gaze.
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