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songerein2024-01-02 10:31 am
empyreancatastrophe) wrote in songerein2024-01-02 10:31 am
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[CLOSED] Don’t leave me alone at this time
Who: Joshua (empyreanctastrophe) and Ryu (amnesiadragon)
Which: Closed interactive dream
Where: In a small dreamscape constructed by Joshua
What: Joshua has offered to help Ryu master his transformations in a controlled environment
Warnings: As always, potential spoilers for FF16! Also fighting. Any other warnings will be added
[The wide field stretches wide between two cliffs, adorned with rolling hills and distant mountains that reach lazily for the sky. The air carries a refreshing coolness, and the vibrant green grass sways gently in an unseen breeze, dotted with flowers and clover. Look closer and one will find peculiar spots where the once-lush vegetation appears to wither and fade, a stark contrast against the overall beauty of the peaceful land of Rosaria.]
[This recreation of it, at least.]
[At the heart of the dreamscape stands Joshua, the architect of this realm. Perched atop a prominent rock, he surveys the landscape with a sense of quiet contemplation. His eyes, deep and blue as the endless sky, harbor a subtle mix of anticipation and concern. As the sun hangs ahead, casting its warm glow, he awaits Ryu’s arrival.]
[There’s purpose behind this dream. He can take solace in knowing that he has a clear goal. Still, Joshua's hands, usually steady and composed, betray a faint tremor as he contemplates the upcoming challenge. Only a couple of weeks ago, he’d semi-primed for the first time in Songerein while training with Kazuya—and that caused a cascade of problems. He vividly recalls the chaos that ensued, the unintended consequences of unimaginable power on his and Kazuya’s behalf, and a fuzzy aftermath that left him waking in his bed hours later. He was in full control of himself, but it still invited trouble.]
[Would the same thing happen here? Would his hubris cause yet another disaster? All he wants is to help a friend, but such intentions make perfect steppingstones to Hell.]
[He sucks in a deep breath. He has to believe that won’t happen here. That he can keep a handle on the situation as a whole. That if he can help Ryu now, he can prevent another similar situation from arising in the future. Besides, he planned this out. They had the contingency of dreams on their side.]
[It will be okay.]
[Joshua will make sure of it.]
[A sense of tranquility permeates the scene, interrupted only by the occasional rustle of grass or the cry of a wild chocobo (although none are present). The silence, broken by the slowly calming, rhythmic beating of Joshua's heart in his ears, resonates with the dreamscape around him. Home is a comfort, even if it’s only a façade.]
[Sometimes that’s all comfort is.]
empyreanctastrophe) and Ryu (amnesiadragon)Which: Closed interactive dream
Where: In a small dreamscape constructed by Joshua
What: Joshua has offered to help Ryu master his transformations in a controlled environment
Warnings: As always, potential spoilers for FF16! Also fighting. Any other warnings will be added
[The wide field stretches wide between two cliffs, adorned with rolling hills and distant mountains that reach lazily for the sky. The air carries a refreshing coolness, and the vibrant green grass sways gently in an unseen breeze, dotted with flowers and clover. Look closer and one will find peculiar spots where the once-lush vegetation appears to wither and fade, a stark contrast against the overall beauty of the peaceful land of Rosaria.]
[This recreation of it, at least.]
[At the heart of the dreamscape stands Joshua, the architect of this realm. Perched atop a prominent rock, he surveys the landscape with a sense of quiet contemplation. His eyes, deep and blue as the endless sky, harbor a subtle mix of anticipation and concern. As the sun hangs ahead, casting its warm glow, he awaits Ryu’s arrival.]
[There’s purpose behind this dream. He can take solace in knowing that he has a clear goal. Still, Joshua's hands, usually steady and composed, betray a faint tremor as he contemplates the upcoming challenge. Only a couple of weeks ago, he’d semi-primed for the first time in Songerein while training with Kazuya—and that caused a cascade of problems. He vividly recalls the chaos that ensued, the unintended consequences of unimaginable power on his and Kazuya’s behalf, and a fuzzy aftermath that left him waking in his bed hours later. He was in full control of himself, but it still invited trouble.]
[Would the same thing happen here? Would his hubris cause yet another disaster? All he wants is to help a friend, but such intentions make perfect steppingstones to Hell.]
[He sucks in a deep breath. He has to believe that won’t happen here. That he can keep a handle on the situation as a whole. That if he can help Ryu now, he can prevent another similar situation from arising in the future. Besides, he planned this out. They had the contingency of dreams on their side.]
[It will be okay.]
[Joshua will make sure of it.]
[A sense of tranquility permeates the scene, interrupted only by the occasional rustle of grass or the cry of a wild chocobo (although none are present). The silence, broken by the slowly calming, rhythmic beating of Joshua's heart in his ears, resonates with the dreamscape around him. Home is a comfort, even if it’s only a façade.]
[Sometimes that’s all comfort is.]
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[It isn't that Joshua is an insecure man. He knows how powerful he is, he is confident in his skills, and he's humble enough to understand these are not talents to take for granted.]
[Still, Ryu's words make his heart stir. Acknowledgement--genuine, pure praise without any ulterior motive--has a funny way of making even the most self-assured individuals feel valued.]
[Joshua begins to lean back. He makes sure not to move too far away from Ryu, just in case he's still needed.]
Now, let us stand you on your feet.
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... If you want, we can still practice some - not with our other forms, just like this. ... Though I'd understand if you want the muscle memory rather than doing it in a dream.
Or we could just talk. Or just sit and watch the world.
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[With that in mind, he considers Ryu's suggestions carefully.]
I've had my fill of practice for the evening.
[Joshua smiles, but there's no minor undercurrent of truth to his answer.]
More importantly, do you feel that it helped you?
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[Hm. He does have some things on him, but this is a dream so he's not sure if healing herbs would work.]
... You're a good teacher. I'm not sure I would be able to do this alone.
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[He'll take the compliment, though.]
We should consider another session somewhere down the line after we've both had time to reflect.
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I think that would be helpful. I just... I don't know. I'm not... fully conscious when I'm in there.
That might be a place to start. If I can stay conscious, maybe I can take control.
[Then again it'd mean he'd have to fully experience the horrors he commits while in that form.]
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Then we shall make that our next goal.
Hopefully Kaiser will not hold a grudge against me.
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[Since it is him, just a part of his power.]
And you're not the sort of person to do something horrible, so there's nothing to worry about.
I'm just... glad you're on my... side...
[Ugh, he's tired. He leans into Joshua and takes a long, slow breath.]
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[Rosaria is known for its flowers. Joshua had always loved that, amongst other things, about his country. The already colorful patches dotting the landscape grow in their vibrancy with the swell in his heart.]
[Joshua reaches up so he can rest a hand on Ryu's head and give his hair a short ruffle. That's what his brother would do.]
And I, yours.
[He pulls his hand away and rests it on Ryu's shoulder.]
But I would be a poor ally--and an even poorer friend--if I allowed you to continue as you are.
Go rest, Ryu. I will see you tomorrow.