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ɴᴀᴛʜᴀ orbiters ❰ mod collective ❱ ([personal profile] natha) wrote in [community profile] elnyan2018-06-29 03:05 pm
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❪ test drive #6 ❫

YOUR STORY BEGINS    

The Storm came. You remember darkness, but you don't remember much after that.

You don't know how long you slept, but the dreams were short. You remember the expanse of stars and galaxies in your direct view. Every world and solar system ever known to man was present in your dreams in careful, pristine detail. You also witnessed the Storm, which has devoured a fair portion of these galaxies. Your Earth and similar planets were assimilated by the Storm. Somehow, you knew it would be the last you'd see of your world. That was when she told you what happened. You knew that you'd be living somewhere new. The details weren't clear, but you knew it was a part of a deal with the entity known as Darma.

Not long after, you'll wake at Thesa Station. Your body is still cold; it all felt like a dream, but somehow, you knew it wasn't —

We were mistaken to think we should not intervene. Dangers far beyond what should exist on this planet lurk beyond even our sight. Poor Ysverai's resurrection is only a portent of what threatens this world. El Nysa must remain frozen in time until we have found a way to repair the damage the High Dragon has wrought. But repair it we will. We give you this promise.

We are sorry for leaving you in your time of need. There was greater danger, or so we thought. The Storm, for the first time, had somehow encroached beyond our shields. Blinded to what was occurring on the planet, we believed it safe to turn our sight from the planet… Safe to leave our physical forms entirely, for we needed the energy to ward off the Storm. We withdrew ourselves from our aspect that we call Thesa, and in doing so left you vulnerable. We can only hope you will forgive us.

Still, we must ask your aid, for both your sake, and for all life on this fragile planet. Please, leave the matter of Ysverai's curse in our hands. Ready yourselves to journey to Nadril and find how the High Dragon's resurrection was hidden from our sight. We will do all in our power to repair El Nysa, but you should prepare yourselves well. We fear there is yet greater danger ahead, both from the Storm and from what lies obscured on the planet.

CLEAN-UP CREW    

While everything has wound down significantly from the strife and destruction of battle, the frozen image of Ysverai, the massive, rotten dragon, and the hole he tore in El Nysa's sky, on several screens of the station is a constant reminder of what took place. New and old refugees alike will notice that prolonged exposure to these images will leave them with a disquiet that gradually builds to actual pain. The discomfort starts from a crawling sensation, insects over skin, and gradually becomes unbearable. They will begin to hear the cries of Ysverai’s pain and suffering, first whispers, then echoes, then wails. Even after Refugees tear their eyes away from this footage, a strange itching sensation remains beneath their skin for several minutes.

The dragon isn’t a matter for them to deal with, however. Darma made it clear that the Natha will find a solution. For now, everyone is encouraged to assist in the clean-up of the cities currently frozen in time. However, in interest of the current events and the fact that the refugees still have much to prepare for, they will be offering this help remotely.

Several stations are set up where refugees can remote control drones to map out areas and pick up some of the lighter weight debris. Those more well versed technology are encouraged to assist those who may be having trouble getting started with the unfamiliar Natha tech. It seems like it’ll definitely take some getting used to, though. On the bright side, they’re pretty durable drones so if at first you don’t succeed, press the next button? To keep morale high during the clean-up efforts, one of the Natha have set up large hoops around dumpsites and a scoreboard program in the control room, though there's no sign of any directions or rules to be found. That's right, you can play a mechanized version of… some sort of game while you're helping clean up El Nysa. Just make sure you don't get too carried away with competitive spirit!

For those looking to pilot something more heavy-duty, there are also cockpits set up for remote control piloting of basic mecha. These are very similar to the VR simulations offered on the station. However, they will not work without a partner. To be able to successfully move one of these, two refugees will be required to connect their minds and pilot in tandem. This may be a daunting task, but with the extensive structural damage to the cities, it's a necessary one. Piloting will require trust and cooperation to make it through. The more connected the pilots are, the more agile and powerful their mecha will be. For those who can’t seem to get on the same page, coordination will be a pipe dream.

PROBLEMS WITH THE SHIP    

By now it’s likely clear to all refugees, new and old, that for all that they may appear to be infinitely powerful, the Natha Orbiters have been shaken by the recent events on El Nysa. The details of Ysverai’s revival were somehow obscured from their view, and while they’re focusing their efforts on the planet, certain… abnormalities again begin to arise on Thesa Station.

The most prevalent of the problems plaguing the Station are the malfunctioning doors. Walking through a door that should lead to a bedroom or kitchen (or, for the truly unfortunate, a toilet) will suddenly take refugees somewhere entirely different and possibly even new. And while this may lead to some accusations of breaking and entering, at least these mishaps can be quickly rectified by an apology and a hasty exit. That is, unless the door refuses to open again — the locks also seem to be malfunctioning.

Still, those that find themselves transported somewhere familiar, though off-limits, should consider themselves lucky. Thesa Station is far more vast than most refugees are aware, and some of them might find themselves wandering into a uniquely sticky laboratory. This area appears to serve no purpose other than to house dozens of slimes. These slimes appear not only in a variety of fun colours, but with a variety of not-so-fun abilities ranging from harmless (spitting bubbles) to deadly (spitting fire). Regardless of what abilities a slime possesses however, they are all relentlessly friendly, and characters will need to be careful not to accidentally bringing one out with them once they manage to escape.

Unfortunately, that’s not the only situation to escape from. Whether it’s in the mess hall or the bathroom, many will find themselves suddenly rising off the ground. … with everything else in the room, too! It seems like gravity control is also on the fritz. Fortunately, most open spaces aboard the station have a small control panel that can correct these effects. The only problem is getting there. Hopefully at least one of you refugees took that anti-gravity safety course.

SUMMER TURNS TO WINTER    

The news that the refugees should begin preparations for a return to El Nysa may come as a surprise given that the planet still remains frozen, but it appears there is one community that has somehow withstood Darma’s intervention: an area known as Nadril where time continues to flow freely. Not much information is available regarding this destination, other than the fact that it is isolated, and, more importantly, that it is cold.

(Maybe characters should consider the malfunctioning thermostat plunging the temperature to below zero in certain areas on the station as preparation for their upcoming journey!)

There are other resources available for those itching to take action, of course. There will be a new supply pack delivered to each room containing gear meant to withstand freezing temperatures — both clothing and storage gear to keep water rations from freezing. Characters will also be alerted to new training programs available in the VR room that are designed to assist with survival in the snowy regions of Nadril.

The training programs will consist of a variety of tutorials that will assist in winter survival. Naturally, there will be courses on how to start fires, find food, and build igloos to withstand the frigid temperatures, but that’s not all. Due to the Natha testing their systems, there will occasionally be strange occurrences. For example, refugees may experience a snowball or two pelting them from out of nowhere, or they may suddenly find themselves being cloaked by a snow yeti costume, amongst many other inconveniences. Hopefully that doesn’t detract from the lessons to be learned here, as some of the training programs can include extreme weather survival, including the perils of snow storms or avalanches.

SOCIAL-LINKED(in)   
By some miracle, there are still some quieter parts of the hall. This may be an appropriate time to check out your smartphone. Aside from the expected "Omage" app, there seems to be a new one called Social-Linked. There, you may find a profile waiting to be posted. The app allows for the user to fill it in, but there is also an auto-function! upon pressing it, it will generate a shockingly-honest answer based on the Natha's observation of your history. Roman will be your only friend in this app, with his very own profile:

●●●●○ THESA
ROMAN
@romannoodles (∞), Thesa

I WAS A: Butler! I still am, and I'm happy to serve all of the new arrivals!

I'M SKILLED IN: Cooking, cleaning, anything that involves making your life better!

I'M LOOKING FOR: Consistency!

ALSO, I'M: Not entirely certain if the "auto" profile function is to your liking. Feel free to edit if it is not to taste!

So, have you decided on making your own profile? Perhaps you used the "auto" function on accident? Regardless, once your profile is out there, it's out there. And like the Omage app, it will match you with someone. NOTE: Please use the form below to fill out a profile! Whether it's auto-generated or filled by the character is up to you!

STASIS UNITS    

During this time of crisis, the Natha have done their utmost to ensure the safety of those in cryosleep. However, due to the nature of recent events, they will be asking some refugees to do a quick check on some of the pods in the stasis unit. While they are definitely looking for any damage that may have occurred over these past few weeks, they also seem interested in getting a deeper insight into some of the occupants.

On each control panel for the pods, there's a new application, asking observers to add notes and commentary — the Natha are looking for a more personal understanding of their sleeping occupants. Refugees are tasked with providing evaluations of the sleepers, based on both their knowledge of those from their homes and on what they can observe just by examining them in their repose. The application asks for how useful you think the pod's occupant would be in a crisis, what their skills are, what their best feature is, if you'd take them with you for a long walk on the beach, and so on… And, of course, all answers must be recorded out loud. Anyone passing by could overhear these evaluations, flattering or less than.

FINAL OOC NOTES    
As always, feel free to wildcard prompts within Thesa Station!

These threads may be carried over as game canon if players choose. Players are encouraged to submit TDM threads as application samples, but they are not required. Please direct any OOC questions to the questions thread below.

New players may submit an AC-length thread HERE from this TDM for 2 Natha REP. In addition, old players who have not submitted rep for the Hour of Ruin log may also submit a TDM thread for 2 Natha REP. The due date for submission is July 15 11:59 PM EST.

For this application cycle, there will be a cap of 60 and no reserves. Applications will be open on July 9 12:01 AM EST and end on July 13 11:59 PM EST. Thank you!

baldesion: (studying you)

[personal profile] baldesion 2018-07-10 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, gods. It's a good thing she's holding onto something. He's got an entire world of guilt and grief on top of hers and the one in view around them, doesn't he?

Her eyes are clear, but a bit distant, studying his face.]


You did everything right. And for what?

[Then, with a soft shake of her head, she seems to break free of it. That hasn't happened in a while.]
notwagging: <user name="bittenbittern"> (3)

[personal profile] notwagging 2018-07-10 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
I could lick you and find out.

[ he activates his patented blep for a moment, though he shows no sign of going in for the real taste test. ]

Would you let me?
notwagging: <user name="bittenbittern"> (6a)

[personal profile] notwagging 2018-07-10 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Nope. [ snicker! ] Guess I was just naturally good at it.

[ and by that, he got yelled at by a fiery red head who was also a very physically striking human. ]

We didn't crash into anything, but we did just kind float in space for a while as he tried to get me to do what he said.

[ both ears twitch in unison, then bend slightly. ]

I hope he's okay too... probably the most unusual commander I've ever met.
stargatemedic: (Tell me more)

[personal profile] stargatemedic 2018-07-10 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
I understand. Being stationed away from home is a definite draw back of the military.

[Or, you know, being stuck on a ship moving in the opposite direction of Earth forever.]

Where were you last?

[BECAUSE. CURIOSITY.]

botw: (8)

[personal profile] botw 2018-07-10 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ and that piece of knowledge leaves him disappointed and slightly anxious: could any one just placed back in those tombs and frozen again if something were to go wrong? was their current state temporary? though his face may not express it, he's left with even more thoughts, things that make his stomach unsettled.

that or he's hungry. one or the other.

but that blush... he's seen it before and some of his worries are washed away. of course, he felt guilty about their circumstances prior to his first sleep, and even some of his own personal feelings regarding Mipha are blush-inducing, so... ]


Yes? Someone you like? [ emphasis on the like, a change of subject is quite welcome. ] I would certainly like to meet him! I suppose your brother isn't here to pass his judgement either, is he...?
baguablade: (08)

[personal profile] baguablade 2018-07-10 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Unfortunately, you'll have to adjust quickly.
That was just last week. And the dragon's still around to be dealt with.
Frozen, for the moment! But still a very big problem.
baguablade: (98)

[personal profile] baguablade 2018-07-10 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh.

[ Cain tilts his head, tapping a finger against his chin as he contemplates the image. Monsters that look like sheep, using their soft, fluffy wool to blend into the snow... being creepers. ]

That's... a very apt sort of name for them. And a very strange interest for monsters to have.
awakenerd: (266)

[personal profile] awakenerd 2018-07-10 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not normal, no. But they were kind of unusual monsters.

[He thinks back on that and then shudders a little. Creepy sheep led by the creepiest sheep. Sometimes you just gotta roll with the weird.]

Okay, your turn. You seem pretty okay with a random guy walking into your bathroom.
versianvirtue: (37)

[personal profile] versianvirtue 2018-07-11 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
[She sticks her hands up with a helping of confusion and takes a moment to try squinting through the eyeholes that are slightly too high for her. Past the snowstorm, she interprets a vague outline of someone much bigger than her, but she's grown used to the way that outline looks: like he's pointing a gun at her. It jumpstarts an adrenaline rush, reminds her how a bullet feels tearing through flesh, but she wills herself to maintain calm in the face of this oddball misunderstanding. If she can just talk it out...]

Who... sent me?

[What?]

I wasn't sent by anyone... I was simply trying to learn how to build a fire, when all of a sudden, it... it got dark and stuffy. I think I am stuffed inside of some kind of suit, but I cannot find a way out! I mean no harm, sir. I am a refugee using the VR training program.
punshots: (✘ refraction.)

[personal profile] punshots 2018-07-11 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ It really is her.

It really is her, and not only that, she...recognizes him. If he stopped to think about it, it might be easy enough to figure out why - being Prompto's best friend, Noctis had plenty of pictures Prompto had given him, and at some point or another, one of them must have made their way to Luna. But even so, Prompto isn't really thinking it through logically. There's just something so unexpectedly wonderful about being recognized by not only the Oracle herself, but by someone who's had such an impact on his life. After all, taking care of Pryna and receiving Luna's letter had been the catalyst for him. It had been the first time in his life he really felt like he had something to do, something he might be able to offer, and Luna's request that Prompto remain by Noctis' side...

It had changed everything.

So, odd as it is that they would meet here, of all places, he'll make the most of it as well. He'd been dying to meet her for so long, and though those dreams had dissipated after Altissia, ever since he'd seen her in stasis he knew there was a chance he might see her in this world. It'd been a dangerous thing to hope for, and he can't even imagine what this must...be like for her. But that's all the more reason for him to receive her warmly, to offer her a smile and a helping hand in this world that is their home now. It's the least he can do. ]


H-hah...you're tellin' me! [ He lifts a hand to wipe at the corners of his eyes. ] It's...you have no idea how much I...

[ He attempts a bow, but in zero gravity, it's not exactly...graceful. But still, an attempt was made. ]

I'm so, so glad to finally meet you.

[ Even if the circumstances could stand to be better, yes. Beside himself with tears and laughter both, Prompto looks around for the control switch to the room that must be nearby. ]

H-hang on - I think I can get us out of this.
punshots: (✘ maven.)

[personal profile] punshots 2018-07-11 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's still confused about the goatee comment - did Noct hit his head? Pretty sure they'd determined in their high school years that Prompto was pretty much doomed to be babyfaced forever. Which wasn't necessarily a bad thing, he can live with it - but it's an odd comment that sticks in his mind maybe more than it should.

Even so, when Noctis starts to stand, Prompto absolutely offers him a hand up, and doesn't hesitate to pull his arm around the other in the same moment Noctis does. Odd comments and odd appearance aside, Prompto couldn't be happier to see his friend again, especially now, of all times. Things have been...well. Noctis has surely seen the frozen dragon outside the windows of the Station, and that speaks for itself. There's so much Prompto has to tell him, but that will come in time. For now...

He's just relieved and overjoyed to have his friend back. With any luck...maybe he can hold onto him a bit longer this time. If nothing else, Alisaie is going to get an "I told you so" out of this. ]


You're...kinda slimy, dude.

[ But he's still hugging him anyway!!

And his curiosity gets the better of him, so he asks: ]


What was that about me...having a goatee? You dreamin' in that stasis pod?
persistor: (pic#11971630)

weh ty!! it was heheh

[personal profile] persistor 2018-07-11 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's ... frustrating, but it's not something she's inclined to fix quickly. Just goes to show where her priorities lie — the determination to get things done is nothing to write off, but privacy has always been paramount. No apprehension from sharing her thoughts with a — dog? but from sharing her thoughts, unfiltered and open, with something that's not her.

It's going to take her a few more moments.

And — really, her partner's urging is completely founded. She's out of her element, almost frustratingly so, except instead of jumping into it headfirst she's skirting at the edges, looking for the best way to approach this ( like certain people she knows in life ). It's not quite guilt that gets sent through the connection, but a sudden, startling awareness that has her reshifting her priorities—

She looks over into Amaterasu's eyes, then shakes her head. Gives it a moment or two to figure out just how to send messages across whatever connection they have. She succeeds, eventually.

Just an adjustment period. A sorry is tacked on quickly after that. She tilts her head toward the controls, thinning her lips briefly, channeling contemplation in the hopes that it shakes off her nerves ( and keeps the rest of her thoughts from being read ).

She presses the same controls again, as if to try and take another step. ]
torchwoodteaboy: (small smile)

perfecttttt

[personal profile] torchwoodteaboy 2018-07-11 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Ianto offers her a gentle smile before taking back his hand. It's oddly formal as far as introductions go but Ianto is an oddly formal kind of guy.]

It's a pleasure, Kathryn.

[He gestures towards the door.] As much as I enjoy spending time in my quarters, I think there are more entertaining venues on the station that we might be able to stumble upon, even if we don't happen to make our way to the mess hall in quite so straightforward a way as we might desire. Shall we?
personalwar: visor; <user name="ggup23" site="tumblr.com"> (pic#11621379)

[personal profile] personalwar 2018-07-11 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
76 links up their sessions so that they enter the simulation together, and he's not thrown off by the sudden change in scenery, having done this enough times to quickly move past the initial disorientation. The other guy adjusts easily enough, although there's not a whole lot to adjust to, when everything around them is just a blanket of swirling white.

"Yeah, I'm here," he says, moving closer to the other man so that they don't lose sight of each other. As his eyes adjust, he's able to determine that they're at the base of a steep mountain, which means that the avalanche should be starting any second now.

Of course, in real life they wouldn't have the luxury of knowing that in advance.

"Ever been in a situation like this before?" 76 asks the stranger. The cold feels real enough at the moment, and he wraps his arms around his front, foot tapping nervously against the snow-packed ground.
alibabas: (pic#12403621)

nice, i think ( also sorry for the delay!! )

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-07-11 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Okay but if something's an infestation don't you definitely wanna kill it

Which is a thought that she's very keen on voicing, nervousness be damned, because she's a person of logic and intelligence and surely she's not the crazy one here. But then the girl waves her stick — wand — and says a few words, and it's honestly kind of like watching an anime come to life. ]


Whoa. [ ... Then, almost to herself: ] Guess magic might as well be real, too... [ ...

... ... ...

Yeah, she's out of things to say ( what do you even say at this point???? ). ]
alibabas: (pic#12403621)

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-07-11 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. And there he goes—

Her reaction time's never been good enough to even attempt to reach for him, anyway. She called out for him, and thus did her due diligence in attempting to prevent this terrible accident from occurring, but clearly the dude wasn't good enough.

She does, at least, shiver over to him. It's not elegant by any means, but that looked bad enough that she should... at least take a look. ]
Um—

[ ... ... ... Is he moving? ] You're not dead, are you?

[ If you die in VR do you die in real life ]
alibabas: (pic#12403619)

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-07-11 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ ... ... ... ]

Well, of course he doesn't have one. [ Her patience running thin in the face of yet Someone Else who doesn't understand technology. Not that it's his fault, probably, he barely looks like he knows what electricity is.

It takes considerable effort to keep from sighing, but she manages ( just barely ). Nearly tenses her muscles to square her shoulders in an attempt to be braver, but that's deemed too much in the last second as she just kind of ... slumps over once more. ]
Um.

[ Well, if he needs a controller— ] There's a bunch by the ... tent. I think. [ That's where she got hers, anyway. ] There should be some left there. [ Cause she sure ain't movin ]
alibabas: (pic#12403596)

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-07-11 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hm. ]

Oh. [ The exact same people as before. She's not sure whether to be glad or disappointed by that. At least they didn't lose anyone ( not like they ... lost her? Did she really go back? ), but when will the others wake up? Where's Sojiro?

The train of thought stops in its tracks the moment Mona willingly returns to her personal bubble though, eyes widening as she receives a hug. A genuine affection from a cat, she might have died and gone to heaven.

Though in some ways, that's what this basically is. ]
Whoa.

[ ... ... ... The stunned silence lasts for so long, as her expression turns positively devilish and she reaches immediately for Morgana's paws. If he doesn't get away in time, she's holding one in each hand to shake them up and down. ] It's 'cause the later you wake up, the cooler you are. No one's as cool as me.

'cept maybe Makoto, I guess. Which makes sense.
alibabas: (pic#11421682)

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-07-11 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
You ... ... ... [ Normally, they're trapped behind a screen locked in a battle segment where someone has no choice to kill or be killed. Survival of the fittest against a pixelated piece of code. This entire interaction's making her rethink that though, wondering if this really is the best course of action, if the protagonist is actually the villain to all these peaceful creatures.

— Anyway. ]
Normally, they're in ... forests, in stuff. And they come out of bushes to attack you. [ Technically. ] I didn't think they'd be so useless out of battle, though. [ That last part's more for her than anyone else. As if she's making a mental note. ]
alibabas: (pic#12403609)

[personal profile] alibabas 2018-07-11 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh god, one of those.

But surprising no one, a "long story" seems to pique her interest more than anything else. Truly living the life of an exposition machine, if his answers to her questions become nothing but that — the answer to all the questions she has about this super rad sword. ]


'Guess you can't go around saying legendary weapon names just anywhere. It's some valuable stuff. [ People looking for it, and all. As legendary weapons tend to go. ] It—

[ She feels the bubbles before he speaks up about it, and her muscles tense. A visible shiver running up her spine as she slowly, slowly looks down at whats by her feet.

Three, two, one— ]
Whoa, whoa whoa whoa— [ ... And nearly stumbles into the Transistor getting away from that thing, both hands raised up in the world's worst defense stance. ] Get it away, get it away! Those bubbles are attacks, you know!!
beatupgrass: like a stuck pig (✘ this company is being bled)

[personal profile] beatupgrass 2018-07-11 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
Apparently, they can win it. [He mutters it darkly, inclining his head to the ceiling.] Almighty, omnipotent jerks that they are.

[They're not even really jerks. They had a fairly good excuse for leaving them high and dry, and not having an excuse to hate them kind of grates on Rocket's nerves.

But it doesn't stop him from being irritated right now. He'll get over it, eventually.]
beatupgrass: (✘ the days of salad and glory)

[personal profile] beatupgrass 2018-07-11 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Jinba. Never heard of it, but okay. [He is not aware of any planet with "Jinba," but that's not that weird. She can go hang around with the weird furry humanoid he keeps running into and talk about what it's like to not be able to pick a species.

He approximates a raised eyebrow.]


Uhhh... Didja see the dragon?
unevoke: (christ.)

[personal profile] unevoke 2018-07-11 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's dead, Jim.

Actually he's perfectly fine, the only thing dead is his ego, buried underneath too many piles of snow to count. In response to her concern comes a low groan, more irritated than pained, and then some shifting as he props himself up into a sitting position to glare into the distance at their invisible attacker. ]


That ain't funny!

[ He could have broken a bone here!! To Futaba, he at least has the decency to lower his voice, even if his scowl stays exactly the same. ]

Did you catch who did it?

[ Because he's about to give them a real good pummeling. ]
beatupgrass: of all time (✘ that was the worst throw ever)

NEVER BE SORRY

[personal profile] beatupgrass 2018-07-11 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Rocket is confused and a bit apprehensive at first- instinct always kicks in whenever something new happens like this, and it's hard to shake even though he trusts her not to try anything shifty. Ammy doesn't have a shifty bone in her body, and she's not like him- she wasn't torn apart and built and remade and still had some sliver of animal in her to make her uncomfortable in situations that got a little closer to nature.

He grooms himself, but that's about the extent of it. He's never had to use his teeth like that, and while he almost pulls back and tells her no, he gets curious. It passes quickly, and he can't deny it does feel better. He'll remember that when they're back on El Nysa facing this for real, and not in a simulation.

They could leave at any time, but he'll be damned if he's not going to tough it out, so he rests his own chin on her head, just above her ears and huffs a sigh. He might have the empathy of a wet sock, but he knows when something isn't right.]


What's the matter, Ammy? You got something on your mind, too?
wayfinds: (and now it's left me blind)

[personal profile] wayfinds 2018-07-11 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's not as if Aqua would expect Riku to remember her when their interaction had been so brief, but it seems like he remembers enough to throw out the name "Terra" without a moment of hesitation. Aqua's eyes widen and she has to force herself not to cut him off. ]

I am his friend, yes. I just... [ She lets out a low breath and lifts a hand up, pressing her fist against her chest. ] I don't know that I'm a very good one.

[ Despite all of her efforts, she hadn't been able to save Terra from Xehanort. She'd done what she could to keep him from falling to darkness, and she knows from what she saw that he's still fighting, but there's no telling if he'll win that battle. ]

He visited you, too?

[ Aqua hadn't realized that both of them had come across the same pair of boys. It goes to show that there's just something special about Riku and Sora. As disorienting as this entire situation is, she's relieved to have run into him.

Still, what happened to his eyes? ]