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diatu2019-05-03 01:19 pm
May Event and Intro Log
It is entirely possible the Twilight Ball is beloved because the general student body is aggressively amorous, but no one admits that out loud. With the dance on the horizon, the mission of the day becomes finding a partner -- or asking the prettiest or nicest or most tsundere to the ball before anyone else does. The Sundered are particularly popular by virtue of being new, so students may find themselves fending off invitations or even crowds of people interested in being seen on their arms. Even the younger Sundered have a few people in their age group who'd like to pretend they're just as adult as the older students. To avoid the mob, one strategy is to find someone else in dire straits and agree to be their date, thus giving both of you protection now and then. Another, stranger, vastly more unorthodox strategy is to actually ask someone out legitimately... if you've got the guts. (The third strategy is to go with Headmaster Birony, who has been occasionally heard to bemoan loudly and publicly that she has nobody, HINT HINT. But who could possibly be THAT desperate?)
So, yes, there's love potion in the water. Someone spilled an entire bucket in the river. These things happen. Luckily, as diluted as it is, the potion doesn't reach the levels of obsessive compulsion that the worst of them can; a person drinking a unfortunate draught instead simply finds themselves attracted in a weird and sharp sort of way to the first person they lay their eyes on, for a period of about thirty minutes. Diatu Magicademy is an inclusive and progressive institution, and consequently these potions affect and can target all manner of beings, from ducks and wolf-shifters to robots and dragons. They are pretty convenient about failing to bring about really skeevy pairings, though, so don't worry about being Hot For Professor.
An enterprising student who adds their own spin to this hallowed ceremony of delivery can make bank; singing and performance are popular ways to enhance a message among Valhudor students, and a recent trend finds quartets delivering acapella harmonies to the recipients of love notes. But simple note hauling can still be worth your while... so long as you don't find yourself delivering a creepy confession from a weirdo to one of your dear friends. What are the odds of that happening, though?
This month, however, the research team informs its applicants that there is no magic being performed. Instead, they ask you to participate in partnered interviews, in which two Sundered compare their worlds and ask each other questions while the researchers take notes. They explain that they wish to find commonalities and differences between worlds, in the hopes that this will help them identify a larger pattern in how the Sundered were brought here. How is this bad enough to merit earning a reward this month? As it happens, the researchers who sit with the pair have an Intimation Crystal, which shines red every time someone speaks to deceive in its presence. Lie or omit information or cover with half-truths and the interviewer will ask you to go back and try again -- and they encourage you to speak on everything you can. You might end up venturing into dark or unpleasant territory in these interviews...
With a tumultuous shuddering and an eerie, whistling roar, the first tendril of a far mightier being surges out of a wall on campus, venturing into the cloud-shadowed outdoors for the first time in its existence in this plane. Then, like a cloak shrugged off, the outbuilding it emerged from rises up only to crash to the ground as the Sundered creature rises up to claim it glory. It is a nightmare, a horror. A terrible, indescribable thing as large as a small building —a shapeless agglutination of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and un-forming as pustules of light. For some inexplicable reason, it is colored in bands of purple, black, and gold, and several parts of it sprout white feathers. That's the bad news. The bad news is that this existential threat to reality does not go unnoticed, nor unchallenged. Mere moment after the Sundered creature makes it presence known, a cold wind begins to blow. The temperature abruptly drops thirty degrees, leaving those around in a clammy and miserable chill that feels like they've passed their whole body through one of the ghosts of Makerion Keep. This estimation is not too far wrong, for the pale off-white dragon that emerges from the clouds above is translucent and ethereal, save for the shining eyes of coldest blue that fix on the beast like pinpoints of fire. What a ghost dragon is doing here is anyone's guess, but when it opens its jaw to unleash a withering cone of necrotic energy at the Sundered creature, it demonstrates plainly that it will not brook this interloper on its domain. In other words, Diatu Magicademy is now home to a kaiju fight. That's the bad news. The BAD news is that both these creatures are, by their very nature, incredibly resistant to magic. So even as the professors spill out and split duties of getting students to safety and fending them off, the two beasts barely notice the arcane energy flashing through the air as they begin vigorously brawling. Thank goodness this is a weekend, or else you'd all have some serious trouble getting to class on time.
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Isa looked between Xion and Lea.
"Well, you heard him, Xion. You're free to ask me anything."
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But even then she wasn't sure she'd find the courage to open her mouth. Shutting up around him was more than habit by now, it was survival. She didn't want to be a Dusk. But now without Sora's memories inside her... she was even less than she had been. And she had died to thwart him and Xemnas. She knew Axel was the only reason she had any chance of surviving this at all. Especially without the Keyblade that might make Saïx think he still had use for her.
"..."
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"Take your time, Xion. We have all day."
He was trying to sound encouraging, but at the same time, maybe the prospect of being stuck here all day would get her to start doing... something.
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He quickly returned his attention to the gaping Xion, though. "Yeah, you can take your time," he said. "But seriously, you can say anything you want. We're not back at the castle, this isn't the Organization, and no one is going to hurt you. I can't say it any clearer than that, and the crystal isn't reacting, so you know I'm telling the truth."
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"Xion, we're never going to get anywhere if you don't make an effort to try.
We're not asking you to be my friend, or anything like that. But for Lea's sake, please, just...
Just try."
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That was a low blow, and her jaw clenched. He was going to use Axel as a weapon, was he?
Axel... who might recognize that rare spark of anger in her.
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"Yeah," he said. "Just... try. That's all we're really asking here."
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The ball was in Xion's court, and there really wasn't much either Lea or Isa could do for now.
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She wanted to ask "try what" but she was afraid that would lead to more words like that from her, that she would hurt Axel She didn't want to hurt him. But she didn't know how to go about asking Saïx anything not mission critical. Nor did she honestly want to. And Axel saying we, meaning him and Saïx, not him and her and Roxas... for some reason that caused pain. She didn't understand why, she just knew it did.
But Axel wanted her to ask Saïx.... something. Fine. She could think of something that wouldn't upset Axel too much. Unless of course, Saïx did answer honestly.
"Why are you doing this?" she finally asked, trying to make her voice sound strong. She failed. Miserably. She almost failed to even get the question out.
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He looks down at his hands on his lap
"It's something that could be a benefit to all of us."
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But... she had not meant to ask that in front of Axel... She swallowed hard but refused to let Saïx see her flinch.
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Isa looked genuinely hurt by that statement. He understood why Xion would say such a thing, but it still hurt.
"Lea's my best friend!"
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Isa gives Lea an almost pleading look, as if to ask if he's so sure this was a good idea.
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At the pleading look directed his way though, he sighed a bit. Well they had wanted Xion to try; they hadn't really specified what to try. He did speak up though. "Yeah," he said. "That did hurt. But for my part, I've forgiven him for that; because that's what friends do when one of them genuinely regrets their actions."
"And I'm hardly innocent when it comes to using people either," he added. "All through the Castle Oblivion mission I used basically everyone in that place against each other at one point or another."
"And he's right about being able to have multiple best friends," he said. "Really, you can have as many or as few as you want. It's just that for a long time I was Isa's only one. Even back before we lost our hearts, he was never really that great at getting out and making more friends on his own."
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He takes a moment to pause and collect his thoughts.
"Xion, I want you to understand why I acted the way I did. I was jealous, of you, of Roxas-- and before you say anything, yes, jealously is indeed a feeling." He'll get back to that later.
"I had convinced myself it was your fault that Lea and I had drifted apart, and I was lashing out at anything I could. I was wrong and so, so blind."
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There was just... a lot there. And she had no clue where to start. So she fell back on the stragay that usually worked best in these situations. She said nothing.
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"Is that it? You're just going to stand there and say nothing?"
Why was he even bothering trying to bear his heart to her? She didn't care.
Because his heart ached when he remembered the way he treated her, and it felt like it threatened to destroy him, that's why.
Isa turns away in a huff.
"I knew this was a bad idea."
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"I am aware I am not supposed to speak," she said, flatly. Not that he ever bothered to hear her when she tried.
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"The Organization is no more. You're free to do or say whatever you want."
His breathing seemed shaky, his voice was cracking ever so slightly.
"I couldn't turn you into a Dusk even if I wanted to, I never had the ability to do that in the first place. I have reason to believe it was little more a threat Xemnas held over our heads to keep us in line."
"I know you don't believe a word I say, and want to see me as nothing more than a monster. I deserve it, after the way I treated you...
"I know you'll never trust me, but maybe you should try trusting Lea."
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Did he really just admit that he had been lying about being able to turn her into a Dusk for so long... st the same time he complained that she didn't trust him? Really?
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hood is still up, but otherwise, this icon was too perfect to not use.
Agreed.
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