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What You Take With You part II: Reflections In The Fog
Who: All those on the What You Take With You mission and everyone else (who OOCly wishes to join in)
What: An important artifact is brought back only to immedaitely activate. Further details are here.
When: November 10th
Where: Daybreak Campus and around Soliel
Warning: Warn in headers as appropriate
On November 10th the recovery team sent into the Outlands makes their return with the obsidian mirror. Thus far it hasn't seemed any different than any other obsidian mirror, nothing spectacular about it beyond its age and where it came from. But Daybreak was only called to retrieve it, not anything more. The spell is worked to open the path between the Outlands and Daybreak, allowing them back. But as this happens, the mists rise up as they often do when the two worlds intersect. The team might even see it ghosting over the mirror before catching their own reflections in it. A light flashes over its surface and in that instant, the mirror activates.
Just one look in any reflective surface throughout Soliel-- a mirror, a window, a bit still water-- and people will be struck with sudden dizziness, a feeling of being knocked back, and then darkness. You'll find, on waking, a dark and desolate landscape full of smoke and fog. It'll be hard to tell where one is going. You won't be alone. People all over the academy have been brought into this vision. You may run into them, but even more likely, you'll run into the spots of color that cut through the fog.
And dwelling with this color? Why it's you. But better. Or maybe, much, much worse. It seems the mirror has something to show you. But is that something a promise? Or a threat...? Learn its lesson and you may escape both the shadowy realm and a terrible fate in your future. What image will you leave on the world?
What: An important artifact is brought back only to immedaitely activate. Further details are here.
When: November 10th
Where: Daybreak Campus and around Soliel
Warning: Warn in headers as appropriate
On November 10th the recovery team sent into the Outlands makes their return with the obsidian mirror. Thus far it hasn't seemed any different than any other obsidian mirror, nothing spectacular about it beyond its age and where it came from. But Daybreak was only called to retrieve it, not anything more. The spell is worked to open the path between the Outlands and Daybreak, allowing them back. But as this happens, the mists rise up as they often do when the two worlds intersect. The team might even see it ghosting over the mirror before catching their own reflections in it. A light flashes over its surface and in that instant, the mirror activates.
Just one look in any reflective surface throughout Soliel-- a mirror, a window, a bit still water-- and people will be struck with sudden dizziness, a feeling of being knocked back, and then darkness. You'll find, on waking, a dark and desolate landscape full of smoke and fog. It'll be hard to tell where one is going. You won't be alone. People all over the academy have been brought into this vision. You may run into them, but even more likely, you'll run into the spots of color that cut through the fog.
And dwelling with this color? Why it's you. But better. Or maybe, much, much worse. It seems the mirror has something to show you. But is that something a promise? Or a threat...? Learn its lesson and you may escape both the shadowy realm and a terrible fate in your future. What image will you leave on the world?
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But...why? [GV can go ahead and try to explain it as much as he likes, there was just some logic that doesn't work for a tiny daemon brain. Not really, anyway.]
Y-you're supposed to hate me. Daemons are supposed to fight and kill humans and humans are supposed to fight back. That's just how it is.
[It's not quite something he really understood either. Something about the Outlands and Earth never getting along, ever. It went on for as long as anybody could remember.]
If you don't kill me I'm just gonna...harm...you. [Although truthfully, he doesn't really want to die either. Also he seemed pretty incapable of harming anything.]
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[His voice takes a certain firmness to it, one where more of his conviction starts coming through.]
The world isn't static. And if you want to make the world a better place, you have to act. Make your own choices.
[He slowly approaches Emizel, but does so unthreateningly, and if he lets GV get close enough, the boy will extend an open hand to help him stand back up.]
I don't care what you are. I want to know who you are. ...It's your choice what to do next.
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...What if you don't like who I am? [In truth, not many exactly did. Though they were obligated to put up with him anyway. Not that friends or loneliness were things Emizel cared or thought about much. Or at least claimed to.]
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[Gunvolt shrugged.]
I've met plenty of people I haven't liked all that much. But I don't go picking fights because of it.
Besides, you can't know if you can get along with someone if you don't at least try. Who knows? You may find friends in places you never thought you would.
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[They were both doomed, at that point.]
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[Another shrug, followed by the shake of his head.]
...Kid, my roommate looks like a daemon and has some daemonic-like powers; she's got a complicated situation going on, but I trust her. One of my best friends? Never really seen his face, just two glowing eyes under a wizard hat. He's definitely from the Outlands, but that doesn't matter to me. Pretty sure there are others too, and I'm still also friends with humans and other Candles too. And hell, my other roommate is an AI of an idol singer.
My other friends, hell, my teachers and my boss at my Rune Guard guild know about this stuff. We stick together. And you could probably do that too, if you just gave it an honest shot.
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[Others who had given up then. Only those unfit for Outlands would ever chose to leave it. They had been rejected.]
[Emizel had started to cry again.] ...But I couldn't go back.
[For as hard as Hades was, it was still home. His home. And he'll miss it.]
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[He frowned, placing a hand at his hip.]
I mean, I get that there might be a lot of societal pressure. Hell, we deal with that jitt too. Even I can't go around proclaiming my friendships outside of school and the world that knows about you guys. Not just for my safety, but for theirs too. But that doesn't mean my hands are tied, either. I do what I can, where I can. And that's my call to make.
Change doesn't happen until you take action. It might take time to change minds. But that doesn't mean you can't try, either.
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...I don't really want change. I just...I just...
I want to go home... [Who really cares about anything else right now?]