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>- At the sound of their mother being addressed by her >first name by the filly, the older mare winced. >Throughout Ciri's response, the compassion and worry >in Misa's eyes slowly dissipated, a cold, hard stare >replacing the previous warm one. So it was as she had >always thought... Ciri had merely put on a show when >Cymbra died. For whose benefit though? The tears and >the emotions that Misa had taken as sincere had been a >farce. Rage welled within the splotched femme, barely >restrained by her willpower. Her voice matched her >gaze when she spoke; cold, hard, and dead - > >Perhaps you have forgotten, <i>sister dear</i>, but ><i>Cymbra</i> was your mother too. You wouldn't be >walking this earth without her. You would do well to >show a little respect to the dead. > >- A nasty sneer marred her normally placid face, her >emotions bubbling over and washing over the one >creature that she should be the closest to - > >But what would you know? All you care about is that ><i>you</i> feel abandoned, that <i>you</i> feel >misused and hurt. Well wise up. The love of Dad's >life died. That sometimes can upset somebody. Let >him concentrate on bringing himself back to life >before we lose him too. > >- The sneer turned ugly, her voice dropped even lower - > >Or perhaps you'd like that? For all your pretty talk >of family, you sure don't seem to care for anyone but >yourself. And Ciri, I wish you were still a baby. At >least then I could explain your self-centered attitude >on extreme youth. > >- Her normal facade returned although her voice was >still frigid and the haunted, deadened look had >returned - > >I'd highly suggest that you work out your issues >before dealing with Dad. He's got enough on his mind >without your temper tantrums.

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