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☁ 001 | Under an Endless Sky
Who: Lyria and YOU
Which: ( Opened ) Passive + Interactive Dream
What: Lyria is experiencing a dream she's had many, many times before.
Warnings: Dark themes including slight mention of torture and imprisonment.
** [ OOC Note: Anyone is welcomed to interact with either parts of the dream, be it the passive or interactive! Should you choose to be apart of the interactive, you will have the option of appearing as your younger self or remaining the same. That is entirely up to the player! ]
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The sound of arguing opens the dream. At first there is muttering coming from an echoing room, and as the vision clears, the scene opens to a vast building of looming towers and dark infrastructure. The voices seem to be getting louder— more demanding.
Three figures stand prominent here, along with a line of soldiers blocking the entrance and exit. The man standing in the room overlooks it from above on a large pedestal, while a woman, her face hard, stands at his side.
"Go on, do it again."
"Stop this, Captain Pommern, she's had enough—!"
"—I said again!"
There is a flash of light from the man's hand, and a young girl screams from below, barreling over and cradling something at her chest. There is a sudden commotion of armor clattering, but eventually the noise goes quiet when Pommern raises his hand above his head, threatening to activate what appears to be a floating crystal cased within a tube. "This is for the Empire, lest you forget! We need these powers! Now, if you please..."
The girl on the ground hesitates, but wordlessly struggles to her knees. She turns her attention to the woman above, who only nods slowly yet solemnly. A frown appears, but eventually with the reluctant coaxing, the small girl will begin to close her eyes.
Suddenly a bright, omnipresent light suddenly glows from her chest, nearly encapsulating the previously dark room. The image of the girl is shown clearly now, as long blue hair appears mangled and unkept at her sides. She seems shuts her eyes tighter, extending her arms out in front of her, and through her sobs she mutters:
"Come forth and grant your power to me... Ifrit!"
The ground beneath her quakes, and as the light begins to dissipate, a large flaming beast appears at its center. Its chest bellowing with fires only to let out a hideous roar that shakes the entire room.
Lyria is seen to be struggling for control underneath, her hands trembling and eyes fluttering with a fresh new layer of tears. Eventually, exhaustion gives in completely just as the flames of Ifrit begin to lash out onto the floors and ceiling. The summon's body flickers with her consciousness dwindling, and soon completely fades out of existence as her body tumbles to the ground once again.
"Huh!? That was it!? Wake her up, we aren't done here!"
"Lyria? Lyria...!!"
And slowly... everything becomes dark.
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[ Darkness.
A cold, barely lightless room greets you as you step into this dream. Glancing around you quickly discover there is nothing to this place; no doors, no furnishing cept a small cot lying on the floor, and only a small square cut out from the ceiling with the night sky in full display.
There is a death-like silence here. The kind that crawls against your skin and slowly takes control.
And on top of all of this, you cannot seem to move from this place. Attached to your ankle is a cold, hard chain connecting you to the floor.
This place isn't without its visitors though, for seated a small distance away is Lyria. Her knees tightly pressed against her chest with arms wrapping around herself protectively. She doesn't seem to notice at first, as her eyes as cast upwards, staring up at the stars above.
Whether you are in the cell next to her, or perhaps in the same one, you soon you may realize ( should you have met Lyria in this world ) she seems younger, her features depicting a child no more than ten years old.
Eventually her gaze breaks away from the stars as she looks towards you, lifeless and void of emotion. When she speaks her words are soft, almost a whisper: ]
Who... are you?
Which: ( Opened ) Passive + Interactive Dream
What: Lyria is experiencing a dream she's had many, many times before.
Warnings: Dark themes including slight mention of torture and imprisonment.
** [ OOC Note: Anyone is welcomed to interact with either parts of the dream, be it the passive or interactive! Should you choose to be apart of the interactive, you will have the option of appearing as your younger self or remaining the same. That is entirely up to the player! ]
The sound of arguing opens the dream. At first there is muttering coming from an echoing room, and as the vision clears, the scene opens to a vast building of looming towers and dark infrastructure. The voices seem to be getting louder— more demanding.
Three figures stand prominent here, along with a line of soldiers blocking the entrance and exit. The man standing in the room overlooks it from above on a large pedestal, while a woman, her face hard, stands at his side.
"Go on, do it again."
"Stop this, Captain Pommern, she's had enough—!"
"—I said again!"
There is a flash of light from the man's hand, and a young girl screams from below, barreling over and cradling something at her chest. There is a sudden commotion of armor clattering, but eventually the noise goes quiet when Pommern raises his hand above his head, threatening to activate what appears to be a floating crystal cased within a tube. "This is for the Empire, lest you forget! We need these powers! Now, if you please..."
The girl on the ground hesitates, but wordlessly struggles to her knees. She turns her attention to the woman above, who only nods slowly yet solemnly. A frown appears, but eventually with the reluctant coaxing, the small girl will begin to close her eyes.
Suddenly a bright, omnipresent light suddenly glows from her chest, nearly encapsulating the previously dark room. The image of the girl is shown clearly now, as long blue hair appears mangled and unkept at her sides. She seems shuts her eyes tighter, extending her arms out in front of her, and through her sobs she mutters:
"Come forth and grant your power to me... Ifrit!"
The ground beneath her quakes, and as the light begins to dissipate, a large flaming beast appears at its center. Its chest bellowing with fires only to let out a hideous roar that shakes the entire room.
Lyria is seen to be struggling for control underneath, her hands trembling and eyes fluttering with a fresh new layer of tears. Eventually, exhaustion gives in completely just as the flames of Ifrit begin to lash out onto the floors and ceiling. The summon's body flickers with her consciousness dwindling, and soon completely fades out of existence as her body tumbles to the ground once again.
"Huh!? That was it!? Wake her up, we aren't done here!"
"Lyria? Lyria...!!"
And slowly... everything becomes dark.
[ Darkness.
A cold, barely lightless room greets you as you step into this dream. Glancing around you quickly discover there is nothing to this place; no doors, no furnishing cept a small cot lying on the floor, and only a small square cut out from the ceiling with the night sky in full display.
There is a death-like silence here. The kind that crawls against your skin and slowly takes control.
And on top of all of this, you cannot seem to move from this place. Attached to your ankle is a cold, hard chain connecting you to the floor.
This place isn't without its visitors though, for seated a small distance away is Lyria. Her knees tightly pressed against her chest with arms wrapping around herself protectively. She doesn't seem to notice at first, as her eyes as cast upwards, staring up at the stars above.
Whether you are in the cell next to her, or perhaps in the same one, you soon you may realize ( should you have met Lyria in this world ) she seems younger, her features depicting a child no more than ten years old.
Eventually her gaze breaks away from the stars as she looks towards you, lifeless and void of emotion. When she speaks her words are soft, almost a whisper: ]
Who... are you?
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It's no trouble at all.
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That was so sweet, and she actually does finally manage a small smile before writing back: ]
Then... I'd love to! I'm still not entirely familiar with the area yet, so is there somewhere you would like to meet?
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I'll go look for you.
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I'll come find you at the dog park soon? Try not to get lost on your way and let me know when you're there.
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[ There's a small flutter in her chest that someone actually wanted to go so far out of their way to make her feel better, especially someone she did not know very well.
But she'll hurriedly move to go get washed and ready. Waving goodbye to the herd of dogs that lived with her she scurried off to the part.
It... may have been a little strange being there without a dog, but she'll pull out her notebook to send him a quick note. ]
I am here! You can take as much time as you need, though.
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Uh, hello? You're...Lyria.
[ He scratches his head and looks at her again to make sure she's not lost or anything. ]
I hope I didn't make a stupid mistake again.
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Lyria smiles softly, still attempting to recover from the long night she had. ]
It's wonderful to see you again, Shirou! Thank you again for inviting me out with you.
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[ He remembers that Lyria seemed so troubled. ]
Don't you have some kind of special power? Well, I won't ask you to talk about it if you're not comfortable.
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[ She hesitates for a moment, considering. It's not like she could exactly hide it, especially since he invited her out because of it. So with a small and timid nod the girl will be honest. ]
-N... no, it's alright. I do have a special power, but it's not one I like to show unless someone is in danger. [ She'll pause for a moment to look at her feet, shifting awkwardly. ] Some people from back home wanted to try to use my power... and so I've had to move around a lot.
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[ He's starting to wonder if Lyria might be in any danger in Reverein. ]
I promise I'll do what I can to keep you safe.
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[ So much for that. But for the moment everything seemed... okay? She didn't feel threatened, or worried if someone was coming after her. Still- ]
Thank you so much! That is very kind of you to say.
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[He breathes a sigh of relief. Lyria seems like such a nice girl but she's burdened with something heavy. She's probably going through a lot. ]
There's no need to thank me. You didn't do anything wrong.
[He gives her a pat on the head. ]
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Lyria freezes, stalling for a moment as her emotions catch up to her before... hic. A small, breathless choke catches in her throat. She tries to conceal it, quickly moving her hands to shield her eyes as she nods.
The rush of emotions from the evening had not quite caught up with her yet, and she struggles against it. ]
You're right... I'm safe here. I have... people who will protect me...
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Have you made a lot of friends yet? Hm, something tells me you've got lots of company.
[So Lyria doesn't have to be alone in a place like this. ]
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[ She lifts her head up slowly, and with a tiny smile, nods towards him. ]
You helped me back in the forest, and even now... Thank you, Shirou.
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[ He tries to smile for her. ]
You'll be safe as long as you're here.
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She knew back home she had friends who were connected to her and wished her well... to think that even here-
Silently, the tears she tried to hold back tumbled forward and down her cheeks. ]
Thank you... thank you... [ She repeated, burying her hands into her face ]