kaisou | video; un: riftdancer

WHO: Amal Vasiya and you!
WHERE: The network
WHEN: After the portal to the library opens up~
WHAT: Amal asks a goddess for a dance and proceeds to show her the bad side of modern dance.
WARNINGS: Language, Amal being a catastrophic whiner.

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[This is possibly the worst day of his life.

He's weathered the apocalypse more than once, seen the man he loved die before his eyes, nearly gotten sliced in half, watched his homeland burn, and collapsed at his enemy's feet powerless and dying... but all of that pales in comparison to the insult he has just experienced. At least, for a guy like Amal, who rarely takes anything all that seriously.

He alerts the entire town of Kaisou to this injustice by complaining on social media, naturally. Dressed in his Thavnairian best, he looks like he's ready for a festival—but his eyeliner is smudged, the mascara is running, and even the little ribbon in his hair is drooping. He is in his room, which looks like someone has been throwing pillows and clothes around.]

I'm ruined. RUINED!!!!

My career—finished. My dreams of dancing—dashed. How could this happen to me? Have I not suffered enough? Have I not danced until my feet bled, and kept on going?!

[He drags his palms down his face and flops out of frame. Judging by the sound, he is now on the floor.]

I can't go outside like this. I can't work. I can't express myself. My life is over.

[a vague thump]

This is more than a curse, this is a fatal wound. Just let me die...

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[Lita stares into her phone and blinks once or twice.]

What? [Why are you being so dramatic, Amal.]

[His arm flops into view.]

I can't dance anymore. What am I even good for? What am I supposed to do with my life?

[Without being given further explanation yet, Lita's current thought as to what may have happened is, all things considered, painfully mundane.]

Went an' broke somethin', huh?

Shit, uh, what else do y'do besides dance? You still able t'do that stuff?

[Oh my god]

Whoa whoa, Amal! What's going on?

Zelos...

[He rolls over, lazily, until he can reach his phone and hold it up.]

I suffered the worst betrayal. There was a goddess-- beautiful, graceful, and very approachable-- and I asked her if I could have a dance... and she cursed me!

She cursed you?

[See. This is why we don't trust goddesses, according to Zelos]

Wow, that sounds bad. What did she curse with you?

Amal.

What the fuck?

[He rolls over and thumps against something.]

I can't dance, Ana! Dance is my love! My career! My lifeblood! What good am I if I can't dance?!

Amal. You're an amazing person and there's more to you than your moves.

[ This is probably the nicest thing she's said to anyone since arriving here. ]

But also how do you suddenly just... not be able to dance? Did you get hurt?

I’d ask if you were okay, but I fear I know the answer.

So tell me, what brings the Champion of Eorzea to his knees like this?

[He doesn't respond for a moment as he fumbles to get his phone. When he holds it up, it's a top down view as he lays on the floor.]

I messed up somehow. I don't know... I offended the goddess of dance. I thought of all people, she would understand my love of dance! But the next thing I knew, I couldn't dance at all!

[???????]

Amal? What's happened?

[In the darkness beyond time, he hears a voice calling to him...

Wait, no, that already happened.]

Raha... if... if I couldn't dance anymore... you wouldn't abandon me, right?

[it is amazing how quickly the panic leaves him. still concerned, since Amal is very distressed, but.]

Of course I wouldn't. What happened?

Uhhhhhhh.

...

You feeling especially dramatic today, Buddy? Or...did something happen?

[He gives a dramatic sigh as if to prove the point.]

It's a tragedy, Bruno! My life's purpose... everything... destroyed by the wicked whims of someone else's goddess!

[Sure, Jan. ]

Okay, do you...wanna walk me through this a little. Did someone say you didn't have a nice ass or something?

[....]

Do you need someone to talk to?

[Amal lifts up his phone to squint at it.]

How would talking help? It won't change that goddess' mind!

It won't but venting can help sometimes. You never know until you try it.

[Just saying! Especially coming from someone who has their own anger issues in the past!]

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