A voice drifted across the salty sea wind, pulling Ampere from her internal conflicts like the tide gently yanking the shore out into its depths. She turned her head, wings slipping back into their proper place along her backside, while blue eyes skirted over to land upon the dark stallion.

She appraised his handsome features instantly, drawn in by the play of his pale markings upon his face. Such a kind, gentle face, the kind you can't help but smile at, and so she did. "Is it that obvious?" she asked gently, her voice low and lacking its typical vigor. Ampere's head turned back towards the sea, glancing away from this newly arrived dark knight least he be able to find out any more about the depths of her being so soon.

"It's nice here," she stated after a moment, by way of conversation. Ampere had never been very good at small talk, but she wanted something that would keep him here at her side, at least for a little while longer. "You feel a sense of hope watching the ocean and the shore forever at war."

She was grateful that he did not go. She could stand being alone with her memories to remind her of the absence of company, but she thought she just might crumble at the actual loss of company in this hour. She glanced back at him as he spoke up, her blue eyes drifting over her shoulder with the sadness you usually see a girl wearing when she's earned a broken heart. Ampere's blue came from a much more personal wound, one no single man had managed to inflict. She wondered, faintly, if that made it all the more depressing, or if it lacked the true depth of pity that rejection often carried.

She'd rather not know, her own brand of misery was enough to concentrate on.

He had his own melancholy, this little storm cloud of a stallion that had drifted over her. She enjoyed him none the less, appreciating the promise of rain dark skies always brought. She noticed his youth then, lost on her before with the haze of sad pasts and dimmed futures. He was still handsome and she still pined for his company, his touch even. Was he warm, or cold like the weather he embodied?

Was she so desperate as to hit on a kid?

The thoughts drifted away, her selfish cravings drowned out with the cries of battle beyond her and the whispered darkness that came like rainfall from the boy so near her.
"It's not about what we manage to win, it's only about what we fight for. In the end, as long as you stood up and faced your enemy, you've earned a victory that cannot be claimed." Her smile seemed to fade after she finished speaking, as if a memory suddenly drew upon her and reminded her of her defeat. Was she standing, or simply sitting?

"I suppose you'll learn it as you go... maybe I still haven't. On a day like today, it would seem as much..." she laughed, a small, quiet sound that fluttered from her nose. She turned her head back towards the shore, releasing whatever bit of breath remained in her as she continued to watch the shore. "That's why it gives me hope though, because the shore never surrenders. That's something worth living for, isn't it?" Help her if it wasn't, she couldn't come up with any better reasons.

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Sand shifted underfoot as Ampere's body slumped from one side to another, a back leg cocking to the side and resting casually on her toe; she was settling in for a comfortable conversation. Salt tickled the corners of her nose as the sea squalls by occasionally, passing under her mane so the black fibers drifted across her neck before laying flat once more. The touch felt serene, particularly combined with the warm embrace of the climbing sun that her black hide so eagerly absorbed.

Ampere's sorrow began to slip away into a peaceful calm. For once she felt at rest in body and soul.

Blue flicked back over her shoulder to look upon the stormy steed. She had him to thank for this moment. He'd never know exactly how much it meant - she only hoped he found something of equal worth in it for himself.
Mesec's question hung on the air between her ears, one of which flicked back in thought. She took a moment to reply, her gaze seemed to sober while her mind probed for a careful way to answer. She did not guard her tongue to keep from telling him the truth, but to be certain she explained all parts of it. He may have thought it was a simple thing to ask, but Ampere had a habit of complicating everything.
She liked to think of it more as, complex.

"You'll laugh at me and call me a fool," she joked after a moment of quiet, a brightness sparking in her eyes as a more genuine giggle vibrated from her chest. She was half serious though, but she wouldn't mind his mirth, she laughed at herself often enough, it never stopped her and his wouldn't either. As her lips came back together the humor seemed to be severed, the spark dulling from her gaze as the blue held his silver. "Injustice. That's my enemy..." She glanced back out to the sea, unable to hold his stare in case his face should break into a mocking grin. "There's nothing worse to me than losing freedom, it's the only gift we're ever given. So I fight to return it to anyone who has lost it. I fight for those too weak to manage it themselves. There's so many more out there than you might think... so many who have subjected others, unnecessarily, to deception, cruelty, imprisonment..." Ampere let her voice trail off, a shudder passing through her a strong breeze whipped past, her feathers humming with the motion.
"It sounds very stupid doesn't it?" she laughed lightly, her head turning back around to look upon him. "Saying something like that, I might as well be fighting the ocean."

Yet, Ampere wasn't embarrassed. She understood the gravity of her comment, her decision, her actions. She, like the shore, knew the waves would eternally roll forward,but it it wasn't for the shore holding back the sea we'd all be drowning. She had to stand up for her beliefs. Thinking of the impossibility of it gave her courage; the only other option was to be disheartened.

Mesec's voice cut through whatever turmoil was budding in her chest, wiping away whatever she felt or thought she ought to feel based on her choices. It returned the smile to her lips. "You think so?" she asked, referring both to his agreement with her and his idealization of the world eventually finding peace. She didn't think the last part would ever happen, no matter how many got involved in the war. She had never seen peace to know enough about it though, so maybe he was right. "Hold onto that belief, you just might change the world with it, someday." She pivoted to face him more fully, the endless war being jostled behind her back. "I'm Ampere."