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Noctis Lucis Caelum ([personal profile] carbungle) wrote in [community profile] hugtopia_logs2021-10-07 07:33 pm

those crystal blues

Who: Noctis and... some people!! CR-related.
Where: @ the Caelum junior house
When: around now, yolo
What: a wall breaks, a flood rushes in. try not to drown.
Rating: PG, thar be some blood


( here be a catch-all for a player plot, prompts in threads below )
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[personal profile] iustaegis 2021-10-12 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
When things feel overwhelming... [ She tries again, doing her best to explain. Slow at first, then becoming more reassured as she speaks. This is the second time he's had a near-death experience, and she's lucky to have been there to help both times. That isn't to say she'll always be there for him, or always be there to help him, either.

But she's talking more than physical danger. She knows he has his own share of hardships and traumas, haunts that plague him. He's getting more help than he has ever has had before, but it's a journey. ]
When everything feels worse than it is, or when one feels alone, or it's too dark to see anyone or anything else...

[ She allows her sword to vanish, and upon her own chest, she presses her palm to her crystal. ] The light you give me-- your light is-- it's home.

[ Safe. Comfortable. Loved. That is home, always accepting, always welcoming one back to it, no matter how battered or weary the resident may return, no matter how long they've stayed lost. A home is a safe place to rest, to grieve if need be, but also to rest, to recover. Her hand lowers to his chest, draws the outline of the crystal there. Then, she cups over his hand, pressing his palm to it. ]

I hope... you can find that home here, too, with the light I give you. A little reminder that you're not alone, just in case you might need it.
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[personal profile] iustaegis 2021-10-12 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ With their magic and powers shared with each other, home will never be farther than a thought away if it's needed. Rather than it being a crutch, it's comforting and empowering.

Her hand comb through is hair again, bringing her palm to the side of his cheek as the other twines against his hand. His tug against hers feels weaker than it would be, reminding her of what he's just gone through. ]


Mm, Noct?

When you wake up, there's one thing I'd like you focus on.
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[personal profile] iustaegis 2021-10-13 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ Her tone turns stern, but her gaze is nothing but loving, softening the command in her words. ] The only thing you have to do is.... rest.

[ She knows him well-- well enough to know that he might feel restless or guilty for being idle or otherwise incapacitated, especially when there is some sort of vague pressure, from duty, prophecy, or upbringing to do things, help others, and put himself second, third, and always last.

She wants none of that, so she's giving him this new task. ]
Rest, [ She repeats, gently, squeezing his hand, solidifying their mutual hold. ] and recover and take your time doing so. [ There's no one here that currently needs saving, and if he's worried about saving the world, she can simply hold his hand as he rests. ]

That's it, that's the only thing you need to do. Everyone you know will take care of anything else that needs to be done. [ She knows his family will help. She knows that she'd do all of this alone for him, if they don't. ] Stay on the couch, the bed, the back porch, wherever you want to all day, whatever is best. The chores, meals, laundry, all the animals... we'll handle it, do you hear me?

You only focus on allowing your mind to recover.
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[personal profile] iustaegis 2021-10-13 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Within the peace of Elysium, there's nothing of the outside world effecting him. His body is whole, the air is clean, and the bell tolls to symbolize the passing of time in what otherwise would be an unchanging, entropy-less realm.

While it's true merely splicing her crystal onto another could return them to life, fully physically well, the exhaustion that he'll feel from the impact of memories bombarding his mind for those scant minutes she had taken to reach him will be very, very real. That trauma is not something her crystal can repair, and-- having never done this before-- she fears that that may indeed translate to malaise and weakness. All of him, all of his subconscious, will need to work and to repair what damage had been done. Elysium is a balm, an opiate to the realities his physical body and brain are experiencing. Her crystal is an entity that protects him from a maelstrom of memories he now harbors. But he is still human, still mortal. He needs dedicated time to recover, and to focus on that recovery as if it were medicine itself.

She wants him to rest, and not feel guilty for that rest.

Pyra answers in a similar, faux-serious tone, although she cannot help her smile. She does adore pampering him. ]


This task, should you choose to accept, will result in a fate of cuddles and sweets and family.
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[personal profile] iustaegis 2021-10-13 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ His stubbornness is a virtue. ]

You're resilient, Noct, but... [ "But you're also mortal," is what she almost adds, but the wording to that sounds too underestimating of him. He's mortal, yes, but he's done and overcome so many things before. ] ...You have your limits. [ There's a balance between the two, knowing what one can handle and what one cannot, and the ability to ask for help when the latter occurs.

In this case, the both of them knew that this could have happened, and the memories were happening more frequently. Neither knew that it would happen this day. He had asked for help, when it counted most.

How she sorely wishes she had brought up to offer her crystal again after she saw him lost to another memory when they woke up from camping together.

Hindsight is always clearer, though. ]


I'm very proud of you, that you asked for help.

[ That's what really saved his life. ]
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[personal profile] iustaegis 2021-10-13 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
You never ask for help. I knew to come. [ Even though her words are simple, she's still wearing a smile. Sure, of course, it worried her immensely. At the same time, didn't they say they would celebrate each other, for moments of overcoming things like bad habits? Bad habits such as not asking for help?

This is one of those times, and so she leans down a bit to bring him into a half-hug. When she straightens up again, her hand is back in his. ]
And I'm so, so thankful for it.
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[personal profile] iustaegis 2021-10-13 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Always. [ She says again, weaving her fingers into his. ] Always.

[ For a few moments, her smile is bittersweet. The memory of finding him collapsed isn't easy to forget, and if not for the simple request for help, she wouldn't have known unless she coincidentally attempted to warp or summon the sword he'd lent her, and discovers that the armory powers weren't working correctly. That would have been luck. This time he had chosen to ask for help instead, and that choice saved his life. It's a big step. Whether it was from desperation or panic, she's glad that he had asked, that he hadn't chosen to hide what was happening to him, which he could have easily done.

"This might not be all that comforting, but I've almost died plenty of times. It's not as big a deal as you might think."

This, he said to her the last time he had a near-death experience with the Fetter. ]


Noct, do you... [ Her lips purse as she thinks about how to word her question. ] You once told me that you've almost died plenty of times. That's it not as 'big of a deal'.

[ She tilts her head down, looking at him earnestly. ] Do you ever grow tired of that? Nearly dying.
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[personal profile] iustaegis 2021-10-13 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Mm... I understand why.

[ He wants to protect others. That's easy to understand. ] But, um, I don't want you to think that it's a... casual thing to me. I'll always care about things like that. [ The light in her eyes dances with a bit of mist reflected in them.

Treating his near-death experiences as par for the course, as simply a part of his life as the standard, as "not a big deal", simply doesn't sit right to her. It seems callous to brush off such a serious event for a loved one to experience, and it speaks to the harsh reality of his life that he's so used to it, whereas she is not. She'll never be, immortal as she is. ]
I know with battles it's different, and you'll always fight for others and put them first, but...

At least with the crystal and these memories-- a near-death experience doesn't have to be a part of your life anymore, okay? [ She hopes that he'll allow her that, just one pocket of his non-battle life being without the threat of being crushed and killed by the weight of the world's memories. She doesn't want him to be used to such a terrible thing. How would he appear if he was, perhaps as worn down as his older self?

He deserves something better than that. ]
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[personal profile] iustaegis 2021-10-13 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's as if she had been holding her breath, waiting for his answer. She isn't asking for him to be careful-- she knows how he is. And she doesn't know if him treating near-deaths as "no big deal" is how he copes with it, through all the times he has experienced it. She wishes he could have better than that, he deserves to be safe. While she knows he will continue to fight for others when necessary, that's his choice. The crystal's effects are not. At least... outside of the battlefield, he won't be in danger of losing his life to it. She wants him to have that. ]

As long as you have it with you.

[ She answers, her eyes flicking to the crystal on his chest, then up to his face.

Her telling him that she could take back the crystal at any moment doesn't seem so much like an option anymore, when his life is on the line. At the same time, if he dies, and she uses her crystal to bring him back, would it not reset him to a state that wouldn't need protection? A death loophole, as it were--

She doesn't want to test it. ]


It's--um-- we are used to processing and storing so much history. It will hold, but... [ But the hows aren't important. Pyra tilts her head, then, tentatively: ] How are you feeling? Up here, I mean. [ Her hand moves to brush through his hair, afterwards tapping a finger to the side of his head. ]
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[personal profile] iustaegis 2021-10-14 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ Her fingers continues to draw gentle circles into his scalp as he speaks, hoping to soothe him, as if it would make it easier. While she is worried for him, it would be a lie to say she expected that recovery would be quick, smooth, and without any obstacles or scars. He's scared and worried and he doesn't want to forget-- and she's grateful for him telling her this. ​​

Her lips press together, thinking of something. ]


The memories of your star-- you're a part of it, aren't you? They must still be there. Maybe it's a matter of waiting. Maybe it's a matter of exploring the archives of memories themselves and finding them. [ Such as taking a metaphysical trip into memories that are being processed by the spliced part of her crystal that now rests upon his chest, like browsing a library. ] However, [ She continues, her tone firming, as if cautioning him from being too reckless. ] That'd be something reserved to consider in the future, not now.

[ Then the tone softens, as does her smile. ]

Besides... no one can fault you, if you need a reminder or two in the meantime. [ She'd like to believe those who know him well enough to realize he's forgetting one or two things would be understanding. She's more worried about any guilt he might feel over that forgetting, when it wasn't his fault in the first place why he'd forgotten. ] You're allowed to be scared. And to want things. And-- [ Another small tap upon his head. ] You're also allowed to be patient with yourself, as these memories return.
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[personal profile] iustaegis 2021-10-14 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ She catches the movement of his fingers upon the crystal on his chest, his somber expression. Reassurances can be given over and over again, freely and without exhaustion. It's up to him how much he accepts others' words as something he can have, and she thinks he's doing better. Certainly , he's better at being easier on himself, compared to a year ago, or even a few months ago.

Additional reminders, support, and encouragement cannot hurt, either. ]
Mm, Noct...? [ Most of the time, this precedes a question. This time, she leans in a little more towards him, and her hand stops brushing through his hair.

More emotion than she means for slips into her voice, earnest and loving and wanting so, so much more for him-- more peace, more safety, more freedom. Less guilt, less pain, less suffering, less blaming himself for things he cannot control. ]


It's not your fault.
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[personal profile] iustaegis 2021-10-14 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
No, Noct, it's not.

[ She's not budging on this one. She won't let him have this blame-- she can't. If this is his fault, then it's equally hers for not bringing it up again, when she had so many opportunities to do so, when she saw the signs, the increased amount of memories he was having, and still wondered if he was tolerating it well. Hoping, maybe, that he wouldn't need her crystal, that it wouldn't come to it if he didn't want it.

But she knows that he'd say it wasn't her fault, either, and it's not fair that he'd blame himself and not her, when they both could have talked about this solution more together.

She doesn't know how to say all of this to him. ]

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