[Closed] I am done with my graceless heart, tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart

[unlucky7]

Who: Ginia and her gods
When: June 10th
Where: Tsubasa's temple, Chris's temple, Ebisu's temple
What: Ginia talks to her gods about her memories.
Warnings: Mentions/reference to abuse, PTSD, murder, child death; specifics in subject line.

(Prompts in the comments)

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Closed to Chris

[unlucky7]

Ginia runs her fingers over the bulletholes by the altar in Chris's temple, tracing out the letters hole by hole. There's a paper bag on the altar, an offering of fresh an pan from Kyoto inside. The nightmares, the mood swings downward, they aren't usual for Ginia, but the last week has been a bit rawer than usual.

She turns and waves as Chris enters. Ginia is dressed in her suit for Ebisu's temple, jacket next to the altar. Her tie is loose and there's a braided bracelet around her right wrist and a ribbon braided through her hair. Instead of reaching for her phone as she usually does, she signs once Chris is closer.

"Hey, I brought you an pan." Her signs are perfectly understood by Chris as if Chris has always known sign language. "Thought I'd bring a peace offering."

Re: Closed to Chris

[trustheart]

Chris had been expecting something like this, so once she senses Ginia's presence in her temple, she arrives in short order.

"You don't need to put it like that," she said, blinking at how she immediately understood her. "You've been going through a lot, I can tell. You don't have to hold yourself accountable to me."

A beat.

"But I'm gonna take the an pan anyway."

[unlucky7]

Ginia raises her right hand and wiggles her wrist. The dangling ends of the bracelet wave a little.

"I got it in a gift basket as thanks for my wor with the cult," she explains, hunching the question was on Chris's mind in some way. "It makes it so people can understand sign language. Got it yesterday, I didn't say anything since I'm trying to see if there are any catches."

Who knows what abilities or even what people know might interfere with it. Best to go in and then adjust if there are any problems.

"Fresh from Kyoto, enjoy." But that's not why she's here. Ginia leans against the pillar, looking around at the temple. It's a beautiful temple, though she's not quite sure the decor fits Chris. It's a little more Ishtar overall.

She lets Chris enjoy a few bites of the red bean bun before waving her hand to get her attention.

"I remembered something from my life. I thought you should know."

[trustheart]

Chris nodded. "I see... I hope this doesn't mean I can't learn sign language from you anymore, though."

Chris has already taken out one of the pastries and started munching on it. She nods, respectfully, a few crumbs at the corners of her mouth, before saying with her mouth partially full:

"Go on. Tell me all about it."

Chris is far too tsundere to say something like "I'm here to listen", but she hopes it's implied.

[unlucky7]

If anything the bracelet will make it easier to teach sign language as Ginia can focus on teaching without needing someone else to explain or having to write things separately.

So. Tell her about it. Where does she even begin? Having told the story once, it's a little easier to find the threads to wind together and follow back to a beginning. But it's still an incomplete, unpracticed story.

"I'm an assassin. An operative. My specialty is sniping." The opening line, yet an obvious start. It's still strange to say the words with definite understanding. I am, not I think. "I remember a job I was on. There were two others with me, Beth and Erika. Close range and demolitions, respectively. We were assigned to take out an FBI agent. We were supposed to make her death look natural, an accident, nothing that would raise any brows."

The facts are easier to ramble off, but even then they still feel incomplete. Detached, when she should know more.

"She had a wife and an infant child. The child was almost always with her."