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kaisou2024-05-18 06:10 pm
fionnuisce) wrote in kaisou2024-05-18 06:10 pm
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☆ // master of tartarus
WHO: Waver + semi-open
WHERE: The network/his apartment
WHEN: over 5/18~5/20ish
WHAT: he might have been asleep since the bossfight
WARNINGS: None yet, will mark subject lines appropriately
[For not the first time, the world was the black of a dreamless sleep pulsing red agony with the rhythm of a heartbeat. Burning heat--of a lessening fever, not a cataclysmic inferno. Agony, but of a deep full-body ache rather than a narrowly averted death; the kind that warned him not to move, because he still had strength enough to do that. The pull of a contract like an anchor around his neck; still there, which was all that mattered to him.]
[What was it that had happened? Somewhere between sleeping and waking, Waver tried to piece together what he could remember. A knight in silver? No...no, this wasn't the pain of mortal injury and broken bones., but the exhaustion and burn of mana deprivation. If he focused on that, he could start to recall what had transpired-]
[Hear the song of fury-]
[--The tower, the Shadows, the Black Order, that goddamned clown. Reality began to creep its way back into his head as he stirred with a quiet groan of pain, arm draped heavily over his eyes.]
...did we win?
[Early into the evening on the 18th, a quick sign of life popped up on the network:]
un: silverrose
still alive
glad to know thats settled with minimal casualties
things will get worse before they get better so be cautious
[Once he was actually able to move safely, a little bird flew its way to Hyrule--Diarmuid had told him where to find her, and it was an easy enough path to trace from the air. Easier still where letting the curse take over meant he didn't have to walk.]
[However he got there, the small phoenix fluttered in and landed on the ground before transforming in a flash of fire, back to a worn out-looking Waver in casual clothes and with a bag hanging off his shoulder.]
Hey, kid. How're you doing?
WHERE: The network/his apartment
WHEN: over 5/18~5/20ish
WHAT: he might have been asleep since the bossfight
WARNINGS: None yet, will mark subject lines appropriately
[5/18 action; closed to diarmuid]
[For not the first time, the world was the black of a dreamless sleep pulsing red agony with the rhythm of a heartbeat. Burning heat--of a lessening fever, not a cataclysmic inferno. Agony, but of a deep full-body ache rather than a narrowly averted death; the kind that warned him not to move, because he still had strength enough to do that. The pull of a contract like an anchor around his neck; still there, which was all that mattered to him.]
[What was it that had happened? Somewhere between sleeping and waking, Waver tried to piece together what he could remember. A knight in silver? No...no, this wasn't the pain of mortal injury and broken bones., but the exhaustion and burn of mana deprivation. If he focused on that, he could start to recall what had transpired-]
[Hear the song of fury-]
[--The tower, the Shadows, the Black Order, that goddamned clown. Reality began to creep its way back into his head as he stirred with a quiet groan of pain, arm draped heavily over his eyes.]
...did we win?
[Early into the evening on the 18th, a quick sign of life popped up on the network:]
un: silverrose
still alive
glad to know thats settled with minimal casualties
things will get worse before they get better so be cautious
[5/20 action; closed to ritsuka]
[Once he was actually able to move safely, a little bird flew its way to Hyrule--Diarmuid had told him where to find her, and it was an easy enough path to trace from the air. Easier still where letting the curse take over meant he didn't have to walk.]
[However he got there, the small phoenix fluttered in and landed on the ground before transforming in a flash of fire, back to a worn out-looking Waver in casual clothes and with a bag hanging off his shoulder.]
Hey, kid. How're you doing?
Text: un: bar_cat75
Good to hear it. Dunno what you two did, but thanks.
Yeah, it's gonna get considerably worse. We might get a little breathing space for a couple weeks or so. But this shit won't stand, they won't let it.
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of course it wont and i would have been shocked if it did
it was nonetheless important to stand our ground now rather than let them run over us
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Sure. Because even if we had rolled over and played their game, they would've still screwed us. It's a matter of principle, has been since before Teresa got sent here. You guys have just got caught in the crossfire.
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this might not be my world but its still one worth fighting for
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It's a good attitude to have though. It's appreciated. Ain't no way we can handle this shit alone.