[there is a tiny little blush that crosses over her nose at that, but she hides it in the scarf.]
... I like the night sky. I've always felt most comfortable under the moon and stars. [she absently plays with the fabric as she talks.] I haven't even been to the planet yet, I've been so distracted.
[ A small chuckle, glancing a little in direction of the staff. ] ...There was a period of time where night did not touch the shard I came from, ever bathing the world in only Light.
[ A distant thought, before he looks back to her, leaning a little. ] Though I made a quick stop, I had been hoping to properly revisit in time. Mayhap we can go together sometime.
I'd like to see it - I very much liked the place with the purple flowers that I found you in the other day. [a beat.] I'd like to go with you, if we're able.
[... she seems thoughtful at the bathing the world in Light thing, though]
You only need to say the word, whether it be a visit down below to our new planet or a trip to the simulation room, I would be happy to accompany you to see the sights.
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Ah, that area with the flowers... Lakeland, located in the area Norvrandt, settled right outside my city.
Mm, the First nearly avoided being completely consumed by a Flood of Light, dealing with the aftermaths of it for the next century as Norvrandt survived that ordeal. [ Gently, his fingers skim one of his books. ] Tales and legends of the Warrior of Darkness would keep the people's hopes living. Eventually, that hero came and returned night to our shard.
[ And he finishes there, because telling the whole tale of that story would leave them here all day. If not a few. So, he focuses curiously at that detail. ] ...How interesting. I know of another reflection of the Source similarly in that way, though I manage quite different in contrast.
A world in eternal night... with no light. How peculiar.
[ THIS REALLY IS THE MOST SQUEENIX VILLAIN EVER??? this is a trash man
But also, this memory is... there's immediate concern, worry, and it seems invasive to focus on what he saw, so instead he focuses on her. Hands are held out to wherever she is, checking on her quickly as the memory ends and the void continues around them. ]
[ooouughhhrhhahgh. this sucks so bad, this is the worst memory, because it's the most recent. because it's like - being a bird in a cage, only to escape and find that the cage was so much bigger than you thought it was. it's seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, but knowing you had to wreck so many lives to get there, it's freedom within reach, snatched out of her hands.
she has her hands pressed to her eyes, palm heels digging into the sockets, when he reaches for her. she drags in a breath, and then, tense:]
... Yes. I'm fine.
[yeah that sure is the pose of someone who is fine]
[ ..No, that is not someone who remotely appears to be fine. The tension in her voice, her posture, he watches on with a deep look of concern.
It's careful, gentle, when his hands come to her arms, waiting to see if she will pull away - if she wants that distance. However, if she allows it, he'll pull her to him, into a hug. Something safe. Somewhere to hide in. ]
[she tenses, at first - she doesn't see him reach for her, so when he touches her it's instinctive to be scared of it. it's always hurt. things always touch her to hurt.
but not him. he hasn't, so - he touches her, and then he pulls her into a hug, and she doesn't resist. she just sinks into it, resting her head against his shoulder and trying to remember how to breathe.]
[ That tension is enough to have him pause, waiting for her to register him, his voice as he softly murmurs reassuring words. He's here, she isn't alone, it's alright. So when she comes along with his guidance, he wraps arms around her in a securing hold.
Not too tight. He doesn't want her to feel suffocated, feel stuck. One hand raises to rest against the back of her head, tucking her in and rests his head against hers. ]
Try to breathe with me... In first. [ He follows his own instructions, breathing in deeply. Before he starts to release it quietly. ] And out.
[ He will continue to do so until her breathing settles. ]
[slowly, she eases into it, and after a moment, she brings her hands up to wrap around him in turn, clinging to the back of his clothes loosely.
breathe in. breathe out. remember that you are not alone.
it's so recent, is the problem. she can picture it so clearly, the way he stood in front of her and told her to kill him. the way she wasn't even the first. the way she had to claw her way there, and it wasn't even to be free, it was another test, it was to be used, and she doesn't want to, she just wants to go where she wants, she just wants to be free.
[ As her hands join around him, he tucks her further against, reassuring and comforting. Anything to help ease those overwhelming thoughts, feelings, what must surely feel like drowning beneath all that turmoil.
When it feels like she starts to calm, he gingerly pulls back, not entirely and he doesn't pull from that hold either. Just to gently peer into her face, a hand brushing aside her hair. Hopefully there are no tears but he would not blame her if there were. ]
Take heart, often we feel like the playthings of another's own making but you are still you. And I have full confidence as you return you will be the one to decide your future. For you have the strength to forge your own path.
[there aren't tears - she doesn't cry very much, she just normally shuts down entirely. right now she's a little distant, but when he pulls back just a little to look at her, she's not fully gone. just detached.]
... The... the last thing I remember before waking up on this ship was reaching for the key. The key to my collar.
[she says, faintly. she meets his gaze, face tilting up a little into the touch.]
... I just. I don't want to kill anymore. I don't want to be this.
[ Red eyes glance down to her collar, keeping his touch away from it and though his head tilts he does not push. Continues to look to her with concern, careful as fingers brush against her cheek. ]
Right before taking your freedom into your own hands.
[ How cruel, striped away from it right before her. His gaze meets hers again and his shoulders sink a little. If only he could reassure things are different but - those would be empty words here on this ship. Anything could happen. ]
You should not have to. [ And he wishes he could promise, hanging on the tip of his tongue, but he can simply peer with a look of melancholy. ] ..Were that I could change that.
[ Ears flick back, gaze growing half-lidded and it aches to hear that small helplessness. ]
..Everything will be alright. You won't need to kill again. [ And if only those words could be genuine. The truth. But what he can surely promise is-- ] You'll take that freedom within your grasp and be able to do only what you desire.
when she comes out of this one, she grips at his arm - and then tugs at it a little, like she's looking to see if there's damage. if the crystal is spreading here, too. she knows, logically, that she's already seen what he's done with it, that he's been taking care of it. but. that's the thing about irrational fears, isn't it.]
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... I like the night sky. I've always felt most comfortable under the moon and stars. [she absently plays with the fabric as she talks.] I haven't even been to the planet yet, I've been so distracted.
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[ A small chuckle, glancing a little in direction of the staff. ] ...There was a period of time where night did not touch the shard I came from, ever bathing the world in only Light.
[ A distant thought, before he looks back to her, leaning a little. ] Though I made a quick stop, I had been hoping to properly revisit in time. Mayhap we can go together sometime.
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[curiously...]
I'd like to see it - I very much liked the place with the purple flowers that I found you in the other day. [a beat.] I'd like to go with you, if we're able.
[... she seems thoughtful at the bathing the world in Light thing, though]
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[ Adventures... ]
Ah, that area with the flowers... Lakeland, located in the area Norvrandt, settled right outside my city.
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That was the place with all the light?
[a pause.]
... Temenos tells me that our world was cursed with eternal night, right before he was taken here. It's interesting that for you it was the opposite.
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Mm, the First nearly avoided being completely consumed by a Flood of Light, dealing with the aftermaths of it for the next century as Norvrandt survived that ordeal. [ Gently, his fingers skim one of his books. ] Tales and legends of the Warrior of Darkness would keep the people's hopes living. Eventually, that hero came and returned night to our shard.
[ And he finishes there, because telling the whole tale of that story would leave them here all day. If not a few. So, he focuses curiously at that detail. ] ...How interesting. I know of another reflection of the Source similarly in that way, though I manage quite different in contrast.
A world in eternal night... with no light. How peculiar.
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she settles back in her chair, tilting her head back.]
... I can't imagine being without the night. Just as peculiar. [a beat.] I think you'd like Solistia, if you ever wanted to visit.
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...Aye. [ ... ] If an opportunity ever rises, I would be glad to visit.
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she knows what a man planning to die or be dead before that can happen looks like g'raha,
also are we allowed to memshare the npcs]
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and yes, you are in fact allowed to memshare the npcs :) ]
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anyway. she's going to say something, but the void comes for us all.
gives you the worst one with the most squeenix villain ever. i'm sorry this is so long, watch until 2:48:30!]
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But also, this memory is... there's immediate concern, worry, and it seems invasive to focus on what he saw, so instead he focuses on her. Hands are held out to wherever she is, checking on her quickly as the memory ends and the void continues around them. ]
--Lady Throné, are you alright?
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she has her hands pressed to her eyes, palm heels digging into the sockets, when he reaches for her. she drags in a breath, and then, tense:]
... Yes. I'm fine.
[yeah that sure is the pose of someone who is fine]
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It's careful, gentle, when his hands come to her arms, waiting to see if she will pull away - if she wants that distance. However, if she allows it, he'll pull her to him, into a hug. Something safe. Somewhere to hide in. ]
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but not him. he hasn't, so - he touches her, and then he pulls her into a hug, and she doesn't resist. she just sinks into it, resting her head against his shoulder and trying to remember how to breathe.]
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Not too tight. He doesn't want her to feel suffocated, feel stuck. One hand raises to rest against the back of her head, tucking her in and rests his head against hers. ]
Try to breathe with me... In first. [ He follows his own instructions, breathing in deeply. Before he starts to release it quietly. ] And out.
[ He will continue to do so until her breathing settles. ]
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breathe in. breathe out. remember that you are not alone.
it's so recent, is the problem. she can picture it so clearly, the way he stood in front of her and told her to kill him. the way she wasn't even the first. the way she had to claw her way there, and it wasn't even to be free, it was another test, it was to be used, and she doesn't want to, she just wants to go where she wants, she just wants to be free.
it takes a while, but eventually she calms down.]
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When it feels like she starts to calm, he gingerly pulls back, not entirely and he doesn't pull from that hold either. Just to gently peer into her face, a hand brushing aside her hair. Hopefully there are no tears but he would not blame her if there were. ]
Take heart, often we feel like the playthings of another's own making but you are still you. And I have full confidence as you return you will be the one to decide your future. For you have the strength to forge your own path.
[ Look at how far she has come until now. ]
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... The... the last thing I remember before waking up on this ship was reaching for the key. The key to my collar.
[she says, faintly. she meets his gaze, face tilting up a little into the touch.]
... I just. I don't want to kill anymore. I don't want to be this.
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Right before taking your freedom into your own hands.
[ How cruel, striped away from it right before her. His gaze meets hers again and his shoulders sink a little. If only he could reassure things are different but - those would be empty words here on this ship. Anything could happen. ]
You should not have to. [ And he wishes he could promise, hanging on the tip of his tongue, but he can simply peer with a look of melancholy. ] ..Were that I could change that.
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you should not have to. she knows he can't change it, and that nobody can. but.]
... I was trying to. I was trying to change it, myself. [a beat. and then, a little helplessly:] Metis - could you lie to me, for just a second?
[just. tell her it'll be okay, and she can keep moving.]
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..Everything will be alright. You won't need to kill again. [ And if only those words could be genuine. The truth. But what he can surely promise is-- ] You'll take that freedom within your grasp and be able to do only what you desire.
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a slow, unsteady sigh.]
... Thank you. [she says, soft.] That's... that's all I want.
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The void is still here. Which means... another memory is still in the works to play.
And it does so now. Watch until 20:00! Drops this on your lap while mini event is going hehe. ]
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when she comes out of this one, she grips at his arm - and then tugs at it a little, like she's looking to see if there's damage. if the crystal is spreading here, too. she knows, logically, that she's already seen what he's done with it, that he's been taking care of it. but. that's the thing about irrational fears, isn't it.]
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