[It's what Bruno does. He notices things. Pays attention to people. Sometimes it gets him into trouble when he's too vague about telling people just what it is that he notices, but he isn't going to stop any time soon. He cares too much.
He makes his way to a steamer trunk and flicks open the latches, nattering away while he looks for something inside.]
I've had a lot of time to think during the last ten years. And I've had a lot to think about. Mostly about rat telenovelas but--whups [He fumbles something and a few rats scurry out of the trunk,] but! I've also had time to think about our Gifts and how we handle them. Or don't handle them in my case.... [Mumbles,] it's in here, somewhere.... [Then,] We've all been kind of afraid of them. Pepa grew up terrified of her own lightning. Isabela grew up terrified of not being perfect. Juli--oh, so there's where that went--Juli has always been afraid of things she can't heal. You overhear a lot when you're in the walls and don't have anything to do. Camilo sometimes doubts he even knows who he is. And Dolores plugs up her ears and begs for silence. So... uh, where was I going with this? Right. Gifts. A lot of them could be dangerous. But that's the thing with dangerous. It's something you need to respect, not fear. I know that's a fine line. Ahah! Here it is!
[He comes up with a bag of the same green fabric as his ruana, complete with the same hourglass embroidery. He keeps talking as he pushes the trunk shut with a foot.] These are all so old... they're from back when I had a little showmanship about my Gift. I used to say my real gift was acting, after all.
[Focus is a thing that mainly happens to other people. Bruno plops the bag on top of the trunk and pulls it open, coughing a little on the dust. He rummages a bit and then pulls out a deck of tarot cards.] Used to use these to add a bit of flair to my smaller visions. But they're good for meditating on things, too. Ever seen something like these?
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He makes his way to a steamer trunk and flicks open the latches, nattering away while he looks for something inside.]
I've had a lot of time to think during the last ten years. And I've had a lot to think about. Mostly about rat telenovelas but--whups [He fumbles something and a few rats scurry out of the trunk,] but! I've also had time to think about our Gifts and how we handle them. Or don't handle them in my case.... [Mumbles,] it's in here, somewhere.... [Then,] We've all been kind of afraid of them. Pepa grew up terrified of her own lightning. Isabela grew up terrified of not being perfect. Juli--oh, so there's where that went--Juli has always been afraid of things she can't heal. You overhear a lot when you're in the walls and don't have anything to do. Camilo sometimes doubts he even knows who he is. And Dolores plugs up her ears and begs for silence. So... uh, where was I going with this? Right. Gifts. A lot of them could be dangerous. But that's the thing with dangerous. It's something you need to respect, not fear. I know that's a fine line. Ahah! Here it is!
[He comes up with a bag of the same green fabric as his ruana, complete with the same hourglass embroidery. He keeps talking as he pushes the trunk shut with a foot.] These are all so old... they're from back when I had a little showmanship about my Gift. I used to say my real gift was acting, after all.
[Focus is a thing that mainly happens to other people. Bruno plops the bag on top of the trunk and pulls it open, coughing a little on the dust. He rummages a bit and then pulls out a deck of tarot cards.] Used to use these to add a bit of flair to my smaller visions. But they're good for meditating on things, too. Ever seen something like these?