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xistentia2017-09-20 09:44 pm
remarkablymodest) wrote in xistentia2017-09-20 09:44 pm
01: Video; Daemon: Haurchefantd
[ It's the end of their world as they know it.
Again.
Aymeric is sufficiently disoriented when he comes through one of the mother crystal's portals to Xistentia for the second time. They'd gone from the clutches of destruction and back only to fall once more into its grasp, apparently. At least the timelines converge this go about; he's not alone when he realizes where he is, that he's been here before.
Though he can't honestly say he's pleased about it either when he sees the state his friend is in. She's barely conscious for as long as it takes him to get his wits about him. Emeraldd and Haurchefantd both reassure him that she's fine, she'll live. There's an undeniable haste to his gait regardless as he carries her to his apartment, same space as before. Surreal, in a way, that so little seems to have changed here but back home had seen tremendous shifts politically.
Though she's stabilized, it takes a good while for the worry to subside. For him to be a little less frantic and recognize that maybe he should- He should say something, shouldn't he? The people would want to know about this, it might be valuable information for those wondering about the fate of their worlds. ]
Good evening, people of Xistentia, [ he greets, polite as ever. All business, blue eyes not quite as bright as some might remember. ] I know Era had addressed the public before about our departure, so it only seemed fitting that I was the one to announce our return.
While our leave was voluntary, being brought back was not. Though from my understanding, it was necessary. 'Twould seem F.A.T.E.S. was only able to subvert our world's destruction at D.E.S.T.I.N.Y.'s hand for a limited time. I am of the belief that what we're doing here is working for those of you who might be concerned with the restoration of your homeworlds. To what degree, however, is possibly dependant on factors I am not yet aware of.
I'd be happy to answer any questions you might have about our experience if it's possible that it might assist in understanding our situation here in Xistentia better.
Again.
Aymeric is sufficiently disoriented when he comes through one of the mother crystal's portals to Xistentia for the second time. They'd gone from the clutches of destruction and back only to fall once more into its grasp, apparently. At least the timelines converge this go about; he's not alone when he realizes where he is, that he's been here before.
Though he can't honestly say he's pleased about it either when he sees the state his friend is in. She's barely conscious for as long as it takes him to get his wits about him. Emeraldd and Haurchefantd both reassure him that she's fine, she'll live. There's an undeniable haste to his gait regardless as he carries her to his apartment, same space as before. Surreal, in a way, that so little seems to have changed here but back home had seen tremendous shifts politically.
Though she's stabilized, it takes a good while for the worry to subside. For him to be a little less frantic and recognize that maybe he should- He should say something, shouldn't he? The people would want to know about this, it might be valuable information for those wondering about the fate of their worlds. ]
Good evening, people of Xistentia, [ he greets, polite as ever. All business, blue eyes not quite as bright as some might remember. ] I know Era had addressed the public before about our departure, so it only seemed fitting that I was the one to announce our return.
While our leave was voluntary, being brought back was not. Though from my understanding, it was necessary. 'Twould seem F.A.T.E.S. was only able to subvert our world's destruction at D.E.S.T.I.N.Y.'s hand for a limited time. I am of the belief that what we're doing here is working for those of you who might be concerned with the restoration of your homeworlds. To what degree, however, is possibly dependant on factors I am not yet aware of.
I'd be happy to answer any questions you might have about our experience if it's possible that it might assist in understanding our situation here in Xistentia better.
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It's hard to think of her found family in terms of who she prioritizes more, yet the twins will always be at the top. The rest of the Scions she cares for equally... With Aymeric a breadth above them, she realizes. Perhaps because Era had already gone through the grief of losing them?
"But you are unspeakably important to me as well," she hurries to add - and it's true. Aymeric is such a dear friend she could not stand to lose.
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There are also a handful of people within Ishgard's walls he prioritizes. Lucia, Estinien, Lord Edmont and the House Fortemps in general, now Hilda for all the help she'd given to both Era and himself... Some he certainly held nearer to his heart for everything they'd been through but they all still held equally important places.
"As are you, my friend." Era was in a category all of her own, however, he recognized. And for honestly a myriad of reasons, some of which he didn't even truly know how to explain just yet. He would, someday, but for now he simply knows: she's more important to him than anyone outside of Ishgard ever has been and likely ever will be. "Nothing will ever change that."
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Emeraldd leaps from her arms when she shifts them, rubbing at her eyes with one hand and then hiding a yawn behind the other. Pain still lingers in what feels like every nerve, though at the moment she can barely summon enough aether to cast the most generic of healing spells. Going back to bed would be a good idea, but the memories that plague her dreams are enough to dissuade her from it. She would much rather stay near Aymeric - the comfort in having one of her friends here with her, safe and sound.