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TDM #2

TDM #2
DREAMING (new characters)
At first, there is nothing. You are nothing. Whatever existed before ceases to be if for a moment. Then, bit by bit, you start to become aware. Where there was not even darkness now is a dim haze, gentle and almost mist-like. You have limbs again and beneath your feet lays a path of light reaching out like limbs of a great tree beneath you, twisting and climbing out into the horizon.

You take a step forward for what else is there to do? As you walk you begin to remember what it was you were doing before the nothingness; maybe something as simple as chatting with a loved one or close friend. Maybe you were just beginning a great journey or facing off against an old foe. Whatever it was, you get the distinct feeling that wherever and whenever that was, it is not here. Not now.

The path of light twists off into different directions. When you look up you can see that it is not a sky above you but the sky of everything, a grand cosmic tapestry littered with not mere stars but galaxies and clusters of galaxies that gleam like crystals against the velvety backdrop of space. Admire it for a moment, if you will. You don't know how long you will drift here, but you are not alone. Other wanderers will come and go as you bask together in the vastness of creation.

It seems to you that there are two paths to walk in this place, the light and dark beckoning in turn.

THE LIGHT AT THE CENTER
One leads you to the center, splintered fragments folding together and colliding until only one thing remains: a light that speaks to you with the voice of all there is and has ever been. It greets you simultaneously as an old friend and as a lost child, both rejoicing in and mourning your arrival. You remember it too, somehow, with a feeling of complex nostalgia, as if returning to a place recalled from your distant childhood.

You’ll feel the same of the other wanderers that join you in the light; you know their faces, their voices, and as you reflect upon the world of your birth, you may witness fragments of theirs as well. You feel a comradery, then, a synchronicity of thought and emotion. Are the lives of others truly so different from your own? Or are you simply two hands of the same, greater being? Though some individualistic part of you may resist, the longer you spend in the light, the more you will find yourself becoming one with it.

Despite this welcoming call, no matter how eagerly your pursue its embrace, before you can fully submerge yourself in this oneness you will find yourself being torn away. As if seized by the impossibly long, cold arm of a creature unseen, you are plucked from the edge of fulfillment. The last thing you will remember is the sensation of your world, and all the others your experienced here, collapsing into nothingness.

THE DARK OUTSIDE (CW: deep despair, ego death)
The other leads towards the outside, where the splintering becomes so great that the vestiges of reality can do nothing but collapse back into the abyss at the end of everything. As you wander to these barren outskirts, your thoughts will not be drawn to familiarity and oneness, but instead to memories of discontent and waste. The darker the path becomes, the more you find yourself dwelling on life’s disappointments and injustices, of the things about yourself and your world you find wanting.

If you see others here, at first they will feel frightening or contemptible, as if representing to you the worst experiences in your life. Even if they are someone you’re certain you know, that familiarity and affection will be stripped away in the face of the great emptiness before you. In the end, you were all the same. In the end, none of this was worth it. If you approach the end together, you may even form a kind of kinship around this acknowledgment, as the need for paranoia and hatred fades.

Slowly, the darkness encroaches, and you can see it devouring all the things you once knew. Memories of your home, of those you loved, dissolve into nothing, and you can only reflect on the barren emptiness in your heart as you see it happen. In your final moments, though, you feel peace with it all, knowing that there was no other way. You step from the edge of the last dwindling fragment of being and are greeted by silence.

THE END
No matter which way you go, you are left with a single impression: you feel the world you came from die. It's a realization that transcends logic or sense; it weighs on your heart and leaves the vestiges of dark memories dancing in your thoughts like motes of ash. It's a memory of your home crumbling away into nothing as if consumed from within by rot. Returned to the void, all that's left to you is to be reborn.

REBIRTH (new characters)
In a new time and place, you awaken. Stirring within a capsule of warmth and isolation your senses will slowly return, only to observe that you are trapped. Your body, as it wakes, is tangled in close, yours eyes unable to open, as if still within the womb. You are held tight in the embrace of something unyielding, so smothering that at first you only have the strength to struggle for moments at a time. Yet, as you persist, the pressure begins to relent in turn; it may take hours, but eventually you will find the purchase to push, to claw, to fight, and it will all give way.

The chrysalis surrounding you bends like flesh and cracks like glass. It tears as you force your fingers through, finding liberation one inch at a time, until finally you have emerged. As if having undergone metamorphosis, you feel old and new all at once. You are weak, piteously so, but the markings and scars of your previous life remain. As you slump down upon the smooth cavern stone, you realize that you've just wrenched yourself free of gigantic crystal, though its hollow, shimmering form is now in pieces on account of your passing. Somewhere on your body, a shard of similar material remains embedded.

The cave itself looks almost like the inside of a geode, the walls and ceiling bedazzled with greyish crystal that shines with all the colors of the rainbow. While they vary wildly in size and shape, only a few have grown large enough to hold a form like yours, and you can see the one you just escaped isn't the only one bearing a passenger within. They may have already hatched, or they may still be lingering in stasis. Either way, there's enough time that you may have a chance to speak to yours unexpected peers, or to perhaps to struggle to find something to cover your naked body with. You feel the chill of the open air against your moisture laden skin, a distant light trickling in through the cavern's opening.

Make the most of this time. It won't be long before you're interrupted.

[Mod Note: If you don't want to deal with your character being naked in front of the others at that location, feel free to assume they emerge at a different time than the others of their legacy. Characters will be 'hatching' over a period of several hours.]

DREAMING (OLD CHARACTERS)
For those already in Horos, they will find themselves in the same dreamscape as the new arrivals, only, this time, it's familiar. You'll feel more cognizant of your surroundings as you reawaken in this psychedelic realm, more in control of your emotions. What's more, you recognize that light at the center and the darkness at the edge: it's the Pleroma and Kenoma respectively. The one you are attuned to will call our to your soul, and though you are technically free to wander as you please, the closer you get to the force of your opposite sect, the more it will grate against you spiritually. Pleroma attuned nearing the Kenoma will feel as if its presence is desperately trying to tear them apart, and Kenoma attuned nearing the Pleroma will feel as if its light is burning them from the inside out.

More importantly, you notice that entirely new souls are wandering here with faces you didn't see in the cavern. It gradually becomes clear that they are Aions in the same state you were prior to your rebirth, lost and wandering this stretch of the cosmos with no idea what's to come. Maybe this is your chance to ease the confusion of their arrival, or maybe you'd simply like to scope out what kind of people are on their way. It's also possible for you to run into Aions already in Horos, wandering just like you are. Unfortunately, things are a lot less neutral than they are the last time you shared this realm.

No matter what you do, eventually the cosmos above will begin to burn out, just as it did the first time you were here. As darkness swallows reality itself, you will wake with the visceral memory of your world corrupting and breaking apart.

SEARCHING (OLD CHARACTERS)
Soon after the dreams begin, it will become clear that the Aion NPCs of either sect are also aware of what's happening. For those in Achamoth and Greentruth, the imminent arrival of new Aions will become a matter of official discussion. All able Aions will be called upon for their aid, in whatever way they can offer. Getting to the shrines themselves will be easily accomplished via teleportation. What's would be more complicated is ferrying any new arrivals back to a secure location. Thankfully, it seems this is something both sects have already prepared for.

All characters will have the opportunity to acquire a 'returning stone'. In all cases, this will amount to an amulet made of the same shimmering material as the shrine monuments, though the stylization differs between the Pleroma and the Kenoma. While regular Aion teleportation can bring you to any of the shrines you know the sigil and location of, a returning stone is magically programmed to bring its wearer back to a specific destination to which it is attuned. Normally, these stones will only be able to store enough energy for one 'return' a month, but it turns out that the ambient power created by the shrines being active will temporarily super charge them. Though it's not guaranteed, this means they may generate enough energy to perform multiple returns for TDM purposes.

Spare returning stones will be issued to all Aions so that they can be used to bring back anyone they collect, as it's possible to bring someone alongside you if they are also wearing a returning stone. Where your stone leads will depend on your sect.

PLEROMA
Tehri will be the one to supply returning stones, based out of Greentruth. She will not travel to Godsblood to deliver returning stones to those that have not visited Greentruth, but it can be assumed that Greentruth's visitors can pass them along to anyone who has been staying in the city. The returning stones are apparently set to bring them to a secure location beneath the water of Godsblood's coast. From there, new arrivals will have to be allowed to rest and then brought up into the city when they're ready.

Greentruth is limited in its resources, but it will attempt to send troops to the Innocent, Seeker, Wanderer, and Firebrand shrines, all of which are close to the forest. Meanwhile, while no formal affiliation with the new Aions has been made, bands of guerilla fighters, most likely from Godsblood, will turn up at the Artisan and Sovereign shrines. Whether they have any affiliation with Greentruth will not be clear, but they do seem to have a beef against the Achamites. These reinforcements will struggle against powered Aions, but they might be able to delay any troops sent by Achamoth.

KENOMA
Xishen will be handing out returning stones to all Kenoma the day after the dreams begin. She'll explain how to use them, and state that the Regent expects for them to head to the shrines once they become fully active. The Kenoma will have whatever mundane weapons or supplies they need at their disposal for this mission, along with some modest Achamite reinforcements. She'll warn not to rely too heavily on them however; after all, only the Aions are able to quickly move between the shrines and at the Citadel. The Achamites will have to be deployed by river or by land, and mobilizing them will take time. They will feasible be able to reach all of the shrines to some degree or another, but will more easily populate the shrines of the Martyr, Celebrant, Lover, Champion, Visionary, Sovereign, and Firebrand.

The Hylicians will apparently not be helping this time around, as the capture and holding of the first batch of Aions was already a lengthy venture. Xishen herself says she will be travelling to the shrines, however, while another Aion named Dionys remains in Achamoth to 'keep watch'. All Kenoma Aions will be given a familiar vial of black sludge, and are instructed to feed it to any Aions they capture at the shrines. It will cause the same effects it did in the cavern, though it will resolve in a few days rather than a week.

RETURNED (ALL CHARACTERS)
New characters that are found a the shrines will be brought back to one of two lodestones, depending on which sect they are taken by. This will be accomplished by their escort putting a 'returning stone' around their neck that will enable them to be teleported to a secure area in their sect's territory. It is advised for your character to be taken by whichever sect you'd like them to end up in.

TO THE PLEROMA
In a dazzling flash of psychedelic light, you will find yourself brought to the Pleroma's lodestone: a monolithic rock set in the center of temple-like ruins. The entire cavern is hidden away beneath the ocean waves, just outside of Godsblood, and the ceiling itself is comprised of nothing but a barrier of water, as if held back from filling the space by some unknown force. The waters surrounding the lodestone are exactly body temperature, with swarms of tiny, violently iridescent fish darting through it. Crabs that look as if they're made of pure, clear crystal wander the sparkling, sandy shores.

There isn't much here in the way of accommodations, but it's comfortable enough that the new arrivals brought in by the Pleroma can take a moment to catch their breath. Some relatively plain but assorted new clothing will have been brought to the cavern to make sure they are actually clothed, as well as blankets and basic food items. It's a good time to ask your questions, or if you are an established Pleroma, to help out your freshly arrived peers. After all, their welcome at the shrine may have been a confusing one.

New arrivals will be permitted to leave the lodestone's temple when they are ready. Unfortunately, the only ways out of these place are through your choice of either swimming through pockets of water that eventually lead to the surface, or by spelunking through a series of tunnels to make your way the cliff faces near the city of Godsblood. More information about the city itself can be found on the setting page, though it would be preferable to keep TDM interactions to the lodestone area. As characters emerging from the shrines will start our as Untouched (more info about attunements here) they will not be permitted entry into Greentruth until they have attuned to Pleroma.

TO THE KENOMA
As your returning stone activates, you will feel yourself thrust into a suffocating void, only to emerge just as quickly somewhere else. The most pressing thing on the minds of anyone taken by the Kenoma will be the vial of pitch black sludge they are forced to drink, whether it is before or after their arrival. Maybe their 'escort' from the shrine gave it to them, or perhaps another Kenoma does soon after they arrive. If not, one of the Achamite cultists wandering around definitely will. Dedicated servants to the Regent's will as they are, they are not afraid to gang up on the vulnerable new arrivals and force it down their throats.

Once in your mouth, the potion will slither down your throat as if it's a living thing. The effect takes hold quickly: as this darkness creeps through your insides, it will embolden your darkest and most despair inducing emotions, plaguing your thoughts with the worst sorrows of your life. What's worst, it simultaneously seems to awaken some form of enhanced psychic empathy within you, both projecting your thoughts for others to hear, and allowing you to receive those of the others around you in kind. Black ooze will begin to seep from orifices, or the space around your shard. The effects of this contamination bring out your worst, and its recipients will be forced to live with these effects until they accept the force corrupting them into their souls.

This world is not good enough, a voice speaks to your through the Kenoma. This suffering you feel, the cruelty that has birthed this darkness in you... it is simply the rot that is consuming this existence. A better universe awaits, one forged by your own hand, and all you need do is first bring about this broken reality's end.

How long this goes on will depend on how long the characters is able to fight it. Acceptance of the Kenoma can come as quickly as immediately, if your character is inclined towards it, or it could be drawn out to take a few days. In the meantime, they will have to stay in the barren halls surrounding the Regent's lodestone, and will not be permitted to exit into the greater Citadel as the current Kenoma are. All that will immediately be offered to them down there are stone slabs that can be used as beds and formless white robes that reach down past their knees.

Of course, that doesn't mean the characters that are already of the Kenoma can't do something about that. If they desire it, they will be able to bring food or other supplies to those suffering with their Kenoma infections, and it will be equally within their power to try anything from bullying them into accepting to lovebombing them. Once a character accepts the Kenoma and attunes to it, they will be permitted to leave, but for the sake of the TDM interactions should be kept to the lodestone area.

QUESTIONS
Is this TDM canon?
Mostly! It's part of an in-game event. However, only threads with new players that app and are accepted will be considered game canon. Threads between old characters will all be canon, but threads involving new characters that don't apply or aren't accepted will either need to be tweaked to remove their involvement or made non-canon. New characters will also be able to decide TDM threads aren't canon if they end up changing directions.

Who can toplevel on this post?
Anyone, whether they are a new character or a current one. However, we do ask for current players to do their best to tag new characters. If you are bringing in a new character and want a current character to bring them into your sect of choice, post your request here! ICly, current characters are fighting to claim new arrivals, but it's up to the player of new characters where they ultimately end up going.

When is this TDM taking place chronologically?
The last few days of April. The shrines will be active and forming Aions during that time. The dreams will start around the 24th. All current Aions will be able to sense when it's time for the new arrivals to start emerging.

What are the shrines like?
Every shrine is comprised of the crystal-filled cavern character emerge inside and then the massive statue symbolizing the relevant Legacy built on top. More information about each shrine can be found in the "Aion Shrine" section of the setting page.

Are everyone's homeworlds really gone?
That's a complicated issue, and while the fate of their world is not without hope, they may certainly get the impression its been destroyed from the dream they had. Alternatively, they may refuse to believe what they felt and attempt to dismiss it as only a vision. More about this situation will be revealed as the game goes on.

Can I only experience one end of the dream sequence prompt?
New characters may experience one ending, both endings, or neither. If they experience both they will struggle to recall which came first or which feels the most 'true' to them, as both will simultaneously be the thought they are reborn with. If your character refuses to pursue either path they can simply linger in the middle until the infinite worlds above them start being extinguished one by one, eventually expelling them into darkness in a similar style to the light prompt. Which dreams they experience will not dictate their initial sect affiliation.

Is it possible to pull another character back from the end of the light or darkness dreams?
Yes! If your character is able to resist the pull of either end, they will have the chance to try to pull another character back from the edge of the abyss or the edge of oneness. Whether or not they succeed is entirely up to the other character, though.

Do you come out of the chrysalis wet?
For most intents and purposes it's the same experience as hatching out of a real butterfly chrysalis, so yes, a bit.

How does attunement to the Pleroma or Kenoma work for new characters?
More information about sect attunements can be read on their dedicated info page, but in summary: when new characters are brought to Horos, they will be in the state of being "Untouched" meaning they are not attuned to either sect. By the end of their first month in game it is expected they will either attune to Pleroma or Kenoma, though for those taken by the Kenoma's forces, the transition will be forced within the first few days. If taken in by the Pleroma, it may take then some time to attune to Pleroma, depending on the strength of their spirit, but it could also happen almost instantly if they are allowed to. How quickly it happens will depend on how strongly they align with the Pleroma's traits. Characters who have been taken by the Pleroma but that remain Untouched will not be allowed into Greentruth until their attunement to Pleroma is complete.

Can a character taken by one side end up attuning to the sect of the opposite one?
This is theoretically possible, yes: a person taken by the Kenoma could potentially resist the Kenoma's call, and someone taken by the Pleroma could end up falling to the Kenoma while staying with them. Generally, though, we recommend that you have your character be taken by whichever sect you want to end up in, as doing a switcheroo will cause narrative complications that might bog their introduction down in plotting that will need to be done with the mods. It can happen, but it is not to be done lightly!

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[personal profile] epiprocta 2022-04-18 01:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That's ... actually quite a good question, and the main reason why he doesn't just rudely walk away like he'd originally planned. It earns a blink and a thoughtful grunt as Gen instead leans against the closest wall, thinking for a moment as he nurses his cigarette. ]

... dunno.

[ Wow. Incredible. So helpful. ]

A few days, I guess. We didn't have it happen somewhere this cushy -- [ Said as he tilts his head towards the barren, hostile area around the lodestone. ] -- so it was harder keeping track. [ Pause. And then, maybe providing some meager comfort for Gray: ] ... seems to be happening faster this time, though. Saw some people leaving already.
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[personal profile] gravings 2022-04-18 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She calms herself as the man takes the time to think, her hands automatically distributing the extra cloaks across her lap. His behavior is strange to her, and actually quite crude; between his aloof demeanor, sudden throwing of clothes at her, and smoking indoors, his manners could use some work. But he also seems like he must be kind, if only because he's approached her at all.

Taking his reply in, her makeshift hood dips slightly in gratitude. ]


And once people leave... what is it like outside?
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[personal profile] epiprocta 2022-04-18 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He ignores the nod of gratitude because sorry Gray, he's really not that kind of a person at all. ]

This area's inside a place called the Citadel. A big creepy palace, basically. And outside it's a big city. Pretty crowded, a lot going on.

[ Also creepy, though he doesn't say that part out loud. Gen instead gestures towards the entrance to the lodestone area, where his servant is waiting. ]

And the people here'll kiss your ass all day, if you're into that sorta thing. The servants here'll do whatever you ask'em, too. Go ahead, if you want'em to get you anything.
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[personal profile] gravings 2022-04-18 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She's used to people ignoring her... that's fine....... and in fact, preferred.

Neither "big creepy palace" nor "big crowded city" do anything to excite her, so she just nods again and files that information away. A delicate wince creases her face when he mentions people kissing her ass all day, and to that she gently shakes her head. ]


I would prefer they didn't... but if they're willing to do that much for us, they must expect a lot from us as well. May I ask... what's usually requested of us?

[ She only has a vague impression that she's been forcefully recruited into some powerful organization. She can't say it doesn't bother her, but it isn't like she has anywhere else to go. ]
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[personal profile] epiprocta 2022-04-18 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He gives a low laugh at that milquetoast response. 'I would prefer they didn't.' What kind of posh-ass environment is this girl from? ]

Yeah, me too.

[ Still, it's funny enough to warrant that drawled answer before he addresses her next question, studying her more closely as he considers his words. ]

The people outside'll be happy if you just look at'em. Kinda annoying. Best you hide your shard while you're outside unless you like getting mobbed by fans. But otherwise -- you hear that voice in your heard, right? [ She must hear it, if she's here and dealing with the aftereffects of that gross sludge. Gen taps a finger at his temple. ] That's what you're supposed to be doing. Helping with all that.

[ Bringing about the end of reality. He says it all nonchalantly enough, but Gen watches Gray's expression intensely as he speaks, wondering how she'll react. ]
Edited 2022-04-18 23:47 (UTC)
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[personal profile] gravings 2022-04-19 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She understands what he's saying, but truthfully, she doesn't react at all except to slowly lower her head, a shroud of acceptance clouding her eyes. That kind of fanatical worship is actually very familiar to her. She hates it, but it's something she's already used to, so she's sure she can manage to endure it.

As for the voice in her head... Concepts like universes being destroyed and created are much too grand for her ignorant self to understand. The only place that mattered to her is gone now... probably. She doesn't have a single clue how to go about trying to go back or verify her home world's existence (or lack thereof).

If her mentor were here... if he could show up, he would know what to do. Despite his worthlessness as a magus, he always had an idea of what to do. A vague sense of loss trembles at her throat; though she takes a deep breath to clear it away, a slight waver remains in her voice. ]


If that's what the people really desire... then I'll do what I can. I'm afraid I may not be of much use, though... I only know how to be a gravekeeper.
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[personal profile] epiprocta 2022-04-20 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ His next breath catches at that. Just for a moment, and only subtly, but it's a slight break from that horrible, surly demeanor he's been presenting thus far. Probably more noticable to Gray is the way that Gen sinks down to crouch against the wall after a moment's silence, hunkering down as if preparing to keep her company for a little longer. ]

... sounds tough.

[ Keeping watch over a bunch of graves, huh.

In truth, this generous(?) gesture is more to sate his own curiosities than out of any sense of altruism, but. Well. Probably not a bad thing, if he helps her calm down. Not to mention, she sounds a bit like she's gonna cry, and that'd be a pain to tolerate. ]


What's that like. Being a gravekeeper. [ The question comes a bit abruptly, and as if aware of how jarring it might have been, Gen adds, ] -- you gotta just buckle down and wait this out, anyway. Probably doesn't hurt to keep your mind off it by talking about other things. So.
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[personal profile] gravings 2022-04-20 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ When he crouches nearby, she feels a wave of discomfort as if the air he's displaced is washing over her... though that's no fault of his. She spent six months in busy London, but that isn't enough time to completely overwrite the sensibilities she developed for a decade before that.

He's right that talking will probably help, so she readily obliges. Her voice steadies as the topic turns to something she's actually knowledgeable about, though it retains its naturally soft timbre. ]


Being a gravekeeper... is very solitary, and a lot of strict work. Maybe other cemeteries were different, but ours only had a couple people to attend it. We would prepare graves, tend the landscape, maintain the headstones, conduct funerals, and practice exorcism techniques, among other things.

But since ours was a very small village, people didn't die that often. It wasn't uncommon that I might spend half a day without seeing anyone.

[ To this day, it's easy for her to fall back into her memories of a monochrome world drowning in mist, rows and rows of black silhouettes crammed and errant with the age of the earth. ]
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[personal profile] epiprocta 2022-04-21 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ If it's any consolation, Gen shows no interest in drawing any closer -- he listens quietly as Gray speaks, idly nursing his cigarette and keeping his gaze fixed off at an indistinct point in the distance.

Actually watching over graves as a job is pretty mundane, huh. Something about hearing the task framed in such boring terms is weirdly reassuring. And as a side effect, she doesn't sound like she's going to start crying any more. That's probably a good thing, even if it wasn't his main concern.

He looks aside as he (terribly rudely) taps some of the ash off his cigarette on the floor. ]


This place ain't like that -- like small towns. I'm from the sticks, too. The atmosphere out on the streets ... [ Calling it culture shock would probably be an understatement. ] Guess it's easy enough to blend in as long as you keep your shard hidden. But if it's too much, you can mostly stay here, instead. Inside. Staying here, in the Citadel, it's mostly the same faces all the time. That kinda atmosphere might feel more familiar to you.

[ For better or for worse. He can't claim to have ever liked how stifling and same-y small-town life had always been. But at the same time, he can understand how it can be comforting. ]
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[personal profile] gravings 2022-04-21 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The suggestion surprises her. As she thought, he really is quite kind. The gesture reminds her of something her mentor might have said, a cool-faced urging to do exactly as she wishes and nothing more. Tears threaten to well up in her eyes again, but she quietly blinks them away. She really is too much of a crybaby. ]

Thank you... but I think I'll be okay. It might be easier to stay inside, but I don't want to stay that same person.

[ It's probably simple-minded of her to say that just going outside is the same as personal growth, but in her case she believes it to be true. ]

May I ask, sir... Do you like it here?

[ If he's from a small town too, then she's curious to know. ]
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[personal profile] epiprocta 2022-04-22 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ That earns a derisive scoff. ]

Do I look like I like it here?

[ No, probably not. Not with the way his expression is crinkled with disdain when he glances over to her, eyes narrowed in disgust. That said, it's not like he can give a simple 'no' as his final answer. After all, given an option to make the decision right here, right now, he's not sure if he'd rather stay or return to his hometown.

The ember of his cigarette burns bright as Gen takes a deep drag, and he leans back to rest his head against the wall as he savors the smoke. Exhales slowly before finally answering properly. ]


Doesn't really matter whether I like it or not. I'm stuck here, and now you're stuck here too. Just gotta deal with it.
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[personal profile] gravings 2022-04-23 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ She can't help shrinking back a little from the sudden look he gives her, but it isn't like there's anywhere to go, so her blanketed form just deflates slightly.

So it's that bad... She was prepared for the worst already, but there's not much room for hope if even someone stronger than her detests this place that much. Either way, he's right; like it or not, she'll just have to learn to live with whatever may come. She nods slowly, her reply a whisper. ]


... I understand.

[ She doesn't know what her purpose is anymore, what she's good for, or what she hopes to achieve. If helping the people here is all that's left for her, then so be it.

She watches the smoke from his exhale linger into nothingness before speaking up again. ]


What did you do... before all this?
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[personal profile] epiprocta 2022-04-24 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Student. [ Well, mostly. The truth is just a tiny bit different, but the details aren't that important, and it's almost certainly not what this scared-sounding girl's going to want to hear. So Gen scuffs a hand through the shorter crop of his hair at the back of his head as he answers dispassionately. ] I was just a regular student. It was normal and boring. Nothing worth talking about.

[ He straightens back up as he speaks, tapping off his cigarette once more. This subject's boring, he doesn't particularly want to talk or think about it, and he's about hit the limits of how long he can even pretend to play nice anyway. ]

This place is full of weirdo freaks though. Wizards and demons and shit. [ Although knowing his luck, she's also probably something ridiculous -- a secret knight, or an assassin in training, or whatever. ] Ask around a bit and you'll be tripping over'em.

[ Said as he starts turning away, clearly planning on just ... leaving ... because he's really that sort of rude asshole who comes and goes as he pleases, sorry Gray. ]
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[personal profile] gravings 2022-04-24 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh... bye........

She thinks that being a student is a wonderful thing, but evidently he disagrees. Far be it from her to fight him on it. She will also not fight him on the world being full of wizards, demons, and other weird things, instead diplomatically holding her tongue.

When it becomes obvious that he's chosen to leave without so much as a goodbye, she doesn't fight him on that either. As she isn't a very good conversationalist, she can't blame him for getting bored. It takes a couple seconds, but as he goes, she musters a hasty, slightly-above-speaking-volume: ]


Th-thank you!

[ She still doesn't know his name, but that's fine........ ]