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aionchat2022-08-02 07:15 pm
coerthantorment) wrote in aionchat2022-08-02 07:15 pm
PLEROMA | FRIENDS LOST (END OF SOVISERI)
[Estinien can be felt in the communion space, after having essentially gone missing during the final days of the mission. He's only just now returning to Greentruth in the company of friends. The tone of his psychic transmission is fraught with sorrow and anger in kind.]
Himeka and Abel have been taken by the Kenoma. They... are the Regent's prisoners.
[His presence becomes distant for a few beats after, like he has to steady himself.]
The creature of Innocence we found in Venera... its hold on me is far greater than I ever realized. I was drawn into a battle with the Kenoma, in the defense of other Pleroma, and when I found myself outnumbered and trapped... it came to my aid. Yet, 'twas at a cost I would not have willingly paid.
Angered by their broken "promise", it lashed out at those that bore its mark. 'Twas this moment of weakness that allowed them to be captured. It struck Ryunosuke and Alphinaud as well... Ryunosuke is safe. Alphinaud... has vanished somewhere I cannot reach.
[He's doing his best to give an objective account, something he became skilled in doing as a soldier. It's clear how much this is weighing on him, though.]
The... creature has been attempting to enthrall me. To change my body and steal my memories... it told me that Alphinaud was 'among the light', and that he had no further need for me. That Himeka and Abel had chosen to suffer in this world. I...
[And finally, the anger takes precedent, a fire wrought with misery.]
I will take them back. No matter what it demands of me. I... will bring them home.
Himeka and Abel have been taken by the Kenoma. They... are the Regent's prisoners.
[His presence becomes distant for a few beats after, like he has to steady himself.]
The creature of Innocence we found in Venera... its hold on me is far greater than I ever realized. I was drawn into a battle with the Kenoma, in the defense of other Pleroma, and when I found myself outnumbered and trapped... it came to my aid. Yet, 'twas at a cost I would not have willingly paid.
Angered by their broken "promise", it lashed out at those that bore its mark. 'Twas this moment of weakness that allowed them to be captured. It struck Ryunosuke and Alphinaud as well... Ryunosuke is safe. Alphinaud... has vanished somewhere I cannot reach.
[He's doing his best to give an objective account, something he became skilled in doing as a soldier. It's clear how much this is weighing on him, though.]
The... creature has been attempting to enthrall me. To change my body and steal my memories... it told me that Alphinaud was 'among the light', and that he had no further need for me. That Himeka and Abel had chosen to suffer in this world. I...
[And finally, the anger takes precedent, a fire wrought with misery.]
I will take them back. No matter what it demands of me. I... will bring them home.
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As shameful as she’d found it, then… when she had been in that village in the mountains, watching jinba who grew up free share affections just as freely by consequence, an easy pat of hand on a shoulder, a bump of withers, laying flank to flank to sleep… Hayame had wondered what it might feel like. She’d almost let herself want for it, someone warm and heavy who would be by her side and remind her that she was not alone. But that had been a weakness then, and it is…
Maybe it is a weakness now, too, but. She is so… she is so tired. She is so empty when she isn’t burnt out with anger, with the fate of her world unknown. She is so burdened, failure after failure heavier than any companion could be. So perhaps… it is understandable that she be weak enough to take comfort from the weight of Estinien’s body leaning against her flank, his lesser weight moving just slightly in a gentle rock of her larger pair of lungs’ inhale and exhale.]
I will be here.
[She gives her word. When he opens his eyes, whether it be because Naruhodo and the birdling have come to join them or because he has simply had his fill, she will be there yet awake and vigilant.]
… Rest well, Estinien.
[Once he has closed them, once she hears his breathing even out, feels his heart slow between the beats of her own, she risks looking back down her body to where they meet.
… He looks tired, too. His pale hair is in disarray.
She does not let her gaze linger overly long. Instead, she turns her head back to regard the quiet wood at the border of the Valley of the Innocent, refocusing her attention on the temporary role of protector. But as she waits, silent and still, aching for a closeness she’s never allowed herself to want and only ruined when she had the chance… her thumb runs gently along the curve of her bow.]