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My good friends...
[Alessandra sits in front of the wall. Not just a wall - the wall of rememberance. So many names are written there, of White Chalice crew who departed this world.]
Were it not for your valiant efforts, would this very Champion still be able to recite these words, sit where she does? Somehow I find that most doubtful... yet, I cannot help but be overwhelmed by emotions of longing and melancholy.
I suppose...
I suppose I just miss you.
[Alessandra continues to drink her tea in relative peace, but her armored hand shakes while these words are uttered.]
[Yes, this is an invitation to remember and talk about dead characters.]
[Alessandra sits in front of the wall. Not just a wall - the wall of rememberance. So many names are written there, of White Chalice crew who departed this world.]
Were it not for your valiant efforts, would this very Champion still be able to recite these words, sit where she does? Somehow I find that most doubtful... yet, I cannot help but be overwhelmed by emotions of longing and melancholy.
I suppose...
I suppose I just miss you.
[Alessandra continues to drink her tea in relative peace, but her armored hand shakes while these words are uttered.]
[Yes, this is an invitation to remember and talk about dead characters.]
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[There are two names on the wall that have particular significance to him, though. One can barely be called a name, "Four Murasame" having given no actual name to Kamille Bidan before dying to protect him. The other...]
They didn't want to have it up there. Nobody did, really. [Char's name is amongst the others.] I know. I know what he did was horrible. I worked to actively stop him. But that man... he was still someone who was incredibly close to me. He shared his dream with me, to find a promised land for the spacenoids, a place of peace.
I told him that I would find my own promised land, and in doing so, I promised to myself that I would carve out my own place in this world we live in; a place where me and mine could be happy. [He took a seat in front of the wall.] He was my brother, if not in blood, then in spirit. He fought with us long before he fought against us. I didn't want him to just be remembered as someone who tried to destroy the world, but as someone who was born, lived, and died fighting for his dream.
It was selfish of me. I outright told them I would carve the name in myself if I had to. [He chuckles rather morbidly.] That man... what would he think of me now, I wonder?
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What would Char Aznable think of White Chalice as a whole, I wonder that as well. So many of the crew still seem to hold a grudge, if not without reason...
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He'd happily take their hate, if it meant that our dreams still amounted to the same thing. [He sighs.] At least, I like to believe that. For all that he was my brother, the man that was Casval Rem Deikun remains an enigma to me.
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