Innverse Stats | 10.37 GDI (Pt. 3)

Name	Text
Mrsha	Mrsha jerked out of her bed and nearly went tumbling to the floor. It was her room; she put a hand to her pounding chest and realized bare seconds had passed since she’d fallen asleep.
Mrsha	She—she sat up, feeling at her thin body. It was still her body. Root Mrsha’s body that was—but it was her. New Mrsha?
Mrsha	She—she sat up, feeling at her thin body. It was still her body. Root Mrsha’s body that was—but it was her. New Mrsha?
Mrsha	Mrsha, the one and only! Accept no substitutes like Future Mrsha! She felt confident of that. The Skills were still echoing through her head as she took stock of them.
Mrsha	Mrsha, the one and only! Accept no substitutes like Future Mrsha! She felt confident of that. The Skills were still echoing through her head as she took stock of them.
[Other Me’s Skills]	Well, well, well. That wasn’t bad. No [Other Me’s Skills], though. Fair enough. It had been sort of way too powerful for her. Fitting for a girl who’d leapt through reality—but she was half that girl now.
Mrsha	Mrsha got up and realized that Nanette wasn’t in her bed. No wonder; Mrsha would have tossed and turned and woken her roommate up. The girl tottered to her feet and belatedly wished she’d haggled with the Grand Design for a voice. Not because she needed one, but sometimes she just wanted to shout.
Nanette Weishart	Mrsha got up and realized that Nanette wasn’t in her bed. No wonder; Mrsha would have tossed and turned and woken her roommate up. The girl tottered to her feet and belatedly wished she’d haggled with the Grand Design for a voice. Not because she needed one, but sometimes she just wanted to shout.
Mrsha	Mrsha got up and realized that Nanette wasn’t in her bed. No wonder; Mrsha would have tossed and turned and woken her roommate up. The girl tottered to her feet and belatedly wished she’d haggled with the Grand Design for a voice. Not because she needed one, but sometimes she just wanted to shout.
Mrsha	That was all her responsibility, of course. Just doubled. Mrsha stood there on her bed, feeling each beat of her heart as precious. She clutched at her chest, closed her eyes, and knew in that moment there was only one thing that mattered. Before anything else…
Lyonette du Marquin	Lyonette du Marquin was not asleep, though she was in her rooms. She had undressed and put on nightclothes, but she just…sat on her bed. Staring at the sheets, hands empty.
Marquin	Lyonette du Marquin was not asleep, though she was in her rooms. She had undressed and put on nightclothes, but she just…sat on her bed. Staring at the sheets, hands empty.
Pawn	Hearing each crunch of the shovels in dirt. Seeing the Dragonlord of Flames bowing to her. Watching her daughter vanish as she fought Future Pawn.
[The Palace of Fates]	Every moment. Not just in the [Palace of Fates], but every single moment she had ever held Mrsha and not told her she loved her enough. Not protected her. Not seen this moment coming.
Mrsha	Every moment. Not just in the [Palace of Fates], but every single moment she had ever held Mrsha and not told her she loved her enough. Not protected her. Not seen this moment coming.
Lyonette du Marquin	Lyonette was not numb. But her tears…she had not begun to weep them. Because if she did, they’d never stop. She was focusing. Trying to, avoiding sleep.
Nanette Weishart	I have to keep myself together. I must. Nanette needs me. She saw her own mother vanish. And Roots Mrsha…she lost her Lyonette. I am not going to lose my mind or grow hysterical.
Mrsha	I have to keep myself together. I must. Nanette needs me. She saw her own mother vanish. And Roots Mrsha…she lost her Lyonette. I am not going to lose my mind or grow hysterical.
Lyonette du Marquin	I have to keep myself together. I must. Nanette needs me. She saw her own mother vanish. And Roots Mrsha…she lost her Lyonette. I am not going to lose my mind or grow hysterical.
Mrsha	I have to treat Roots Mrsha like…she is my daughter. But she’s not. She’s both.
[Scrolls of Resurrection]	There are ghosts. I can see her again. There’s [Scrolls of Resurrection]. I will not break. I can’t.
Lyonette du Marquin	She had to keep repeating the words in her head. Lyonette didn’t feel on the verge of tears, but there was something in her that just felt precarious. If she didn’t concentrate with all her willpower, something would give and she’d never put herself together again.
Lyonette du Marquin	No. Hold. Hold. Lyonette’s hands clenched tight around the sheets. After a moment, Dame Ushar spoke.
Ushar	No. Hold. Hold. Lyonette’s hands clenched tight around the sheets. After a moment, Dame Ushar spoke.
Lyonette du Marquin	Lyonette caught herself mid-denial and thought. She had to sleep for the rest of her life, after all. She’d need sleep.

Mrsha

Mrsha jerked out of her bed and nearly went tumbling to the floor. It was her room; she put a hand to her pounding chest and realized bare seconds had passed since she’d fallen asleep.

Mrsha

She—she sat up, feeling at her thin body. It was still her body. Root Mrsha’s body that was—but it was her. New Mrsha?

Mrsha

She—she sat up, feeling at her thin body. It was still her body. Root Mrsha’s body that was—but it was her. New Mrsha?

Mrsha

Mrsha, the one and only! Accept no substitutes like Future Mrsha! She felt confident of that. The Skills were still echoing through her head as she took stock of them.

Mrsha

Mrsha, the one and only! Accept no substitutes like Future Mrsha! She felt confident of that. The Skills were still echoing through her head as she took stock of them.

[Other Me’s Skills]

Well, well, well. That wasn’t bad. No [Other Me’s Skills], though. Fair enough. It had been sort of way too powerful for her. Fitting for a girl who’d leapt through reality—but she was half that girl now.

Mrsha

Mrsha got up and realized that Nanette wasn’t in her bed. No wonder; Mrsha would have tossed and turned and woken her roommate up. The girl tottered to her feet and belatedly wished she’d haggled with the Grand Design for a voice. Not because she needed one, but sometimes she just wanted to shout.

Nanette Weishart

Mrsha got up and realized that Nanette wasn’t in her bed. No wonder; Mrsha would have tossed and turned and woken her roommate up. The girl tottered to her feet and belatedly wished she’d haggled with the Grand Design for a voice. Not because she needed one, but sometimes she just wanted to shout.

Mrsha

Mrsha got up and realized that Nanette wasn’t in her bed. No wonder; Mrsha would have tossed and turned and woken her roommate up. The girl tottered to her feet and belatedly wished she’d haggled with the Grand Design for a voice. Not because she needed one, but sometimes she just wanted to shout.

Mrsha

That was all her responsibility, of course. Just doubled. Mrsha stood there on her bed, feeling each beat of her heart as precious. She clutched at her chest, closed her eyes, and knew in that moment there was only one thing that mattered. Before anything else…

Lyonette du Marquin

Lyonette du Marquin was not asleep, though she was in her rooms. She had undressed and put on nightclothes, but she just…sat on her bed. Staring at the sheets, hands empty.

Marquin

Lyonette du Marquin was not asleep, though she was in her rooms. She had undressed and put on nightclothes, but she just…sat on her bed. Staring at the sheets, hands empty.

Pawn

Hearing each crunch of the shovels in dirt. Seeing the Dragonlord of Flames bowing to her. Watching her daughter vanish as she fought Future Pawn.

[The Palace of Fates]

Every moment. Not just in the [Palace of Fates], but every single moment she had ever held Mrsha and not told her she loved her enough. Not protected her. Not seen this moment coming.

Mrsha

Every moment. Not just in the [Palace of Fates], but every single moment she had ever held Mrsha and not told her she loved her enough. Not protected her. Not seen this moment coming.

Lyonette du Marquin

Lyonette was not numb. But her tears…she had not begun to weep them. Because if she did, they’d never stop. She was focusing. Trying to, avoiding sleep.

Nanette Weishart

I have to keep myself together. I must. Nanette needs me. She saw her own mother vanish. And Roots Mrsha…she lost her Lyonette. I am not going to lose my mind or grow hysterical.

Mrsha

I have to keep myself together. I must. Nanette needs me. She saw her own mother vanish. And Roots Mrsha…she lost her Lyonette. I am not going to lose my mind or grow hysterical.

Lyonette du Marquin

I have to keep myself together. I must. Nanette needs me. She saw her own mother vanish. And Roots Mrsha…she lost her Lyonette. I am not going to lose my mind or grow hysterical.

Mrsha

I have to treat Roots Mrsha like…she is my daughter. But she’s not. She’s both.

[Scrolls of Resurrection]

There are ghosts. I can see her again. There’s [Scrolls of Resurrection]. I will not break. I can’t.

Lyonette du Marquin

She had to keep repeating the words in her head. Lyonette didn’t feel on the verge of tears, but there was something in her that just felt precarious. If she didn’t concentrate with all her willpower, something would give and she’d never put herself together again.

Lyonette du Marquin

No. Hold. Hold. Lyonette’s hands clenched tight around the sheets. After a moment, Dame Ushar spoke.

Ushar

No. Hold. Hold. Lyonette’s hands clenched tight around the sheets. After a moment, Dame Ushar spoke.

Lyonette du Marquin

Lyonette caught herself mid-denial and thought. She had to sleep for the rest of her life, after all. She’d need sleep.

10.37 GDI (Pt. 3)

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