kaisou | now I want to fly into your world ( closed )

[ Since arriving in this realm, there's been a strange... restlessness to Lapis. Like something isn't right, but she can't point out what it is. At least taking part of these games for the fae have been a good distraction, but it's still always there.

It's worse at night. At the very least, Jinwoo is here; being around him has helped her keep calm before, when she's agitated, and it's still the same even now. She had been talking about something as they walked outside the castle - the fae don't seem to care much what they do outside of training, so long as they're back for it - before she just stops. Brows furrowing, her gaze turning upwards - something about the sky above feels like it should be... Closer.

...

The change isn't anything big or grand. It's more of a... glitch in reality, almost. All it takes is for attention to divert, a lapse in focus, and she's changed. The night sky above now covers her entirely and ending in bird-like tails behind her, her body stronger yet fragile enough to break at the ends... And cost her her legs, apparently. Good thing she can just float around now.

It dawns on her, as she takes in these changes, that Jinwoo is still right there - though the only sound that escapes her is a panicked series of chirps and trills. Right she can't even speak properly like this!

Her hands, etched in glass cracks, slam over her mouth as the unfamiliar sensation of mortification and panic washes over her. He knows that she's not human, but there's a difference between hearing about it and actually seeing it - and she can't help but dread that he'll have a poor reaction. ]

[ training had been... well, as good as any sort of physical training could be. He was slow to learn--the movements came natural to him, using a knife was something his past self was extremely good at. But the problem was how slow he felt. 'Sung Jinwoo' could move so much faster than he could; and therefore all of those skills that he could use felt like he was moving in slow-motion.

Which caused issues with him missing his strikes or simply ending up with his knife stuck in a training dummy...

He was chatting with lapis about possibly choosing a different weapon--maybe his summons could be his weapons for now, but.

...He can't be sure what it is he's looking at, now.

He's used to the way the air glitched when one of his screens showed up out of nowhere. How it felt unreal, to see data shifting in a natural space. And part of him wonders, as Lapis' form flickers and changes, he wonders if it's another hallucination.

...But it isn't. She makes a sound, her mouth opening and crackling--chirping, out a sound that certainly isn't language. Her skin looked like it held the cosmos, her eyes glowing like far-off stars.

The word 'stardust' comes to mind as he finds himself just. Staring, in awed silence as she panics.

Maybe it's just that he doesn't have room for more than three thoughts in his head at once, that he doesn't realise she's upset for the first moment.
Because he's having three separate conversations already going on in his head.

1. Am I just seeing this, is this fae magic, was it the mushroom stew I ate
2. Where did her legs go, is she going to fall, I should try to catch her

and the third?

The third he'll say outloud, as he reaches up to try to touch her, to make sure what he's seeing is real: ]

... Beautiful. [ ah, wait, that thought is being interrupted with a sudden wave of embarrassment. oh. oh my god. ] Lapis. Lapis? That IS you, right? [ Focus, dummy. ]

[ There were a myriad of reactions Lapis was expecting; shock, fear, maybe revulsion or anything like that. All negative, as her self esteem and anxiety chokes at her, so that one word he says is enough to stun her completely.

"Beautiful", he calls her, as he reaches up to touch her. She doesn't move away, it doesn't even register to do just that - so when he touches her, he'll find she's running warmer than usual. Any touch where the stars flit across her skin are warmer still, but not uncomfortable.

This also means the way she blushes in this form is seen through the sudden lighting of stars streaming across her cheeks, as she blinks owlishly at him. He... meant that, and the panic starts to ease lightly; though there is still a faint tremble in her hands, as she lowers them. But right, he's... asking her something, and she's quick to nod in response.

And of course she tries to speak again, though once more all that leaves her is a bird-like trill. Even how she sighs to herself is more of a lilting sound than anything else, before she remembers something. With a hand in front of her, her phone simply... comes into existence.

After some quick typing, a text is sent his way. ]

yes its me

i promise

i can't speak normally like this but i can still text

[ The messages stop there, before - very hesitantly - another follows. ]

did you really mean that

[ he needs a moment. both to collect himself, and to take his phone out to read over the messages she's left for him. So she couldn't talk--that's fine, that's somewhat. Normal, maybe. He couldn't talk at first when he first turned into a crow, and had to learn later, so...

He's going to talk to her instead of text back. Lifting his head up to look at her again as he reads that last question.

The way the color of her face shifts and spirals with countless stars makes his eyes widen. He feels weird, wanting to ... touch her, but also not wanting to scare her any more than she might already feel. Is she like a ghost now? Would her skin be burning hot? Stinging cold? Space itself is like a cold, endless vacuum, so... ]

I meant it.

[ he's going to take very little time reaffirming himself. Nodding once--as stupid as it looks. ]

You... it's like looking into the galaxy, but watching it dance and move. There's something very beautiful about it.

...About you.

But. That's not important right now. [ is it ] What's important is--are you okay? Are you cold? Hurting?

Your--

Your legs are missing.

[ ... Ah. Maybe asking him to say he meant it was a bad idea, the blush along her cheeks - the stars twinkling and streaking across the skin - brightens all the more. Considering her worries, being called beautiful like this is a little overwhelming... Especially combined with the panic attack that was looming its ugly head.

But she starts to calm down now, the tremble in her hands easing as she lets herself start to deflate. Then the questions start, and she reaches for her phone again; a soft, rumbling sound vibrating from her chest. Lapis wants to talk normally, but right now this is the best method. ]

im okay, beside panicking for a moment

nothing hurts or anything. i feel a little warmer than usual though

[ While space is cold she's, in essence, a condescended fraction of it. With all those stars and galaxies pressed together, she was more warm than anything else - but not painfully so.

The Jinwoo mentions her legs, and she glances down - moving her legs and seeing the... broken shards below her knee follow, clinking together like glass. The sound that escapes her now is clearly Unhappy, despite the strangeness of it. ]

my legs are gone but its

it doesn't hurt. it's hard to describe but it doesn't feel wrong

at least i can fly

It's okay--it's okay. I'd be panicking if I were you, too, right now.

But it's okay. So long as you're not in pain. [ he's not sure what to do with his hands, he wants to hold her, but he also doesn't want to make her uncomfortable, to crowd her.

He nods his head as she admits she's not in pain, and she feels okay. ]

That was my next question. Can you--move? Walk?

I remember the first time I turned into a crow--I couldn't change back for hours.

But I did change back. Which means we might. Just have to wait this out a little.

[ ...being positive? ]

We can continue our walk. See if you can get used to it...?

[ Jinwoo's uncertainty with his hands is noticed - and while there's a moment where she hesitates, worries still lingering - she reaches to take one of his hands in her own. Luckily there's nothing harmful about actually touching her, beyond her just running hotter than usual.

And even with all this panic and worry, she still wants to be close to him. Being around him has always helped comfort her the most, after all.

There's another soft chirp from her in response, nodding along with his words as she types out her response; luckily she can use just one hand for that. ]

i can float... fly? but i can still move

if we keep walking or.... floating in my case, that should help

and maybe i'll be able to make myself change back soon

not being able to talk is kind of a pain

[ he's going to take a moment to look at her fingers once they're twined with his own. she's warm--very warm--and while the texture and feeling of her hand doesn't feel strange, it's still oddly beautiful--and he swears that the stars move and swirl under the pressure of her fingertips.

He's almost distracted by it that he doesn't see her text right away, but. He almost jumps a bit before looking once again down at his phone. Hff. ]

Let's go for a walk then. Just... like we'd planned. But with a little more of a reason this time, haha.

We probably won't need to return to the arena for a while, so. We should be safe to figure this out, at least for a few hours. [ fucking spardas were fighting still ]

I wonder if you simply don't have vocal cords, like this...

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