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daybreakacademy2019-11-12 12:20 am
unpocoloco) wrote in daybreakacademy2019-11-12 12:20 am
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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Avery is still Avery.
Mood lifted, he raises an arm and lets his magic work, bringing it all down to bone. The dust dances around his moving limb, shimmering, before his arm reforms. He glances over to see the reaction to it.
"This is why my hands were being changed back when I was Teto. Wist's magic made that version of me alive, but since I was dead, things got wierd the more the magic ran out. I didn't figure that until it was over."
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"Héctor?" he asks after a moment. "Will you do me a favor? I know it's strange, coming from me, but... Please try to be careful. Do what you can not to die again?"
(Of course, he doesn't know the truth. Not like the real Avery out there, somewhere.)
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But he tells himself, for a moment, that he'd do nearly anything, any favor. Maybe he wouldn't drag bodies if his own Avery asked or anything like that but he... doesn't think he'd be asked that. If Avery, any version of him, asked him something, it would be something important. And he'd do it for them.
The question hits. His face goes oddly blank but inside his heart twists painfully, like it's been caught in the gears of some terrible machine. His mouth opens but he can't seem to speak. For all too long he's quiet.
And then he reaches over to jostle Avery's shoulder a bit, a soft laugh spilling out that no one would ever guess is faked.
"Aw, amigo, that's not strange at all."
Death is just something that happens. It's natural, normal, he's fine. He suggested as much to his Avery, he's told people time and time again that this is his second chance, not his first and so it's okay. It's okay. It's okay that he's tipping past death into true oblivion. It's okay that it's not enough. It's okay that he's going to go out leaving marks. It's okay, the way Avery's face looked when he finally worked out that his time is running out.
"I'll do everything I can," He says. "It'll be okay."
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"I meant given my own history of 'cautiousness,'" he explains with a small, easily faked laugh of his own.
It doesn't last.
"It's selfish of me though, isn't it? Not that I want you to be hurt, but saying something like that? Trying to make you stay without even asking if that's what you want?"
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He fakes another laugh all the same. But it's getting harder. His smile falters even if it doesn't fall.
"No, Avery, it's not selfish. You're not forcing me and..." With his arm back down his hand curls into a tight fist. "I don't want to die. I want to live a little longer. There are things I don't want to miss and there are people who it'd be nice to see more of. I don't think I could handle eternity or anything but..." But that's probably what his friend thought he had. Up until then. "I'm being careful. I'm trying. And I know I'd hate to lose anyone else just a much, so, no, not that selfish."