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[Is he in need of Moogles? Sephiroth seems to consider that question with the same pause he gives any that are impossible to answer; no, he doesn’t need this creature, but it strikes something in him, like pulling a faraway cord connected to a memory lost.
Finally—]
No.
[With a concession that the Moogles will likely find favorable, Sephiroth bends down and sits Moghod down. Silver hair slips over his shoulders as he straightens again to look at Himeka.]
What good are they?
[Unintentional sick burn directed at said Moogles. But perhaps he better means what good will they do him? He cannot be sure.]
But I know their shape. I’ve seen it before as a mascot, though I don’t recognize anything else here.
[His eyes sweep their surroundings.] You created all of this?
Finally—]
No.
[With a concession that the Moogles will likely find favorable, Sephiroth bends down and sits Moghod down. Silver hair slips over his shoulders as he straightens again to look at Himeka.]
What good are they?
[Unintentional sick burn directed at said Moogles. But perhaps he better means what good will they do him? He cannot be sure.]
But I know their shape. I’ve seen it before as a mascot, though I don’t recognize anything else here.
[His eyes sweep their surroundings.] You created all of this?
Edited (tmw you notice a repeated icon and you can't abide by it) 2022-02-18 21:54 (UTC)
i feel you, i look back at old logs and go OH NO SAME ICON
aquaveiled
2022-02-20 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ Himeka is patient, if anything, and seems to have no problem giving this visitor the time he needs to consider his options, no matter how much of a ruckus the other Moogles make. If only her calm would rub off on them, but alas, she has made them a little too like their real-world iterations.
As soon as Moghod is free, he immediately flails in a circle before fluttering upwards to join his comrades. The others flock around him and a series of frantic and relieved "kupos" echo like a chorus across the Zenith. ]
They are good companions and entertainers. And excellent craftsmen, when they put their poms to it.
[ On cue one of the Moogles brandishes a hammer, though it seems to be less out of a love for craft and more to make idol threads towards the silver-haired man.
The rest of the area, though...Himeka turns her attention away from their guest to the open stone walls that encircle most of the area. This brings a smile to her face. ]
This is the Zenith--or, well, a recreation of a place from my star. A home to dragons. A place that Moogles helped restore, actually.
[ Turning her attention back to the man, she inclines her head. ]
But Moogles can be found other places...they're part of the postal service, actually. Or seen often in the Shroud. Is that where you call home?
As soon as Moghod is free, he immediately flails in a circle before fluttering upwards to join his comrades. The others flock around him and a series of frantic and relieved "kupos" echo like a chorus across the Zenith. ]
They are good companions and entertainers. And excellent craftsmen, when they put their poms to it.
[ On cue one of the Moogles brandishes a hammer, though it seems to be less out of a love for craft and more to make idol threads towards the silver-haired man.
The rest of the area, though...Himeka turns her attention away from their guest to the open stone walls that encircle most of the area. This brings a smile to her face. ]
This is the Zenith--or, well, a recreation of a place from my star. A home to dragons. A place that Moogles helped restore, actually.
[ Turning her attention back to the man, she inclines her head. ]
But Moogles can be found other places...they're part of the postal service, actually. Or seen often in the Shroud. Is that where you call home?
[ She gives the statement a moment's pause--it's one that she's thought about in the past, but hasn't reached a definitive answer to. Himeka would certainly like to live in a world without wars, and for a time that is what her life had been. Secluded, safe, but ignorant of the sufferings of others. Of the need to fight.
Since she left her village, there has always been war. Some long and quiet much as what seems to be brewing in this realm, others short and violent, or anywhere in between. Does she think many could have been avoided? Perhaps. But it is often much more complicated than that.
Needless to say, she would much prefer to live in a world where there never was a need for war. Isn't that what they strive for?
Their conversation is ending on a sour note, but Himeka offers Geralt a nod and a quiet smile all the same. ]
You as well. If there's anything I can do, just let me know.
[ She does believe they're all in this together, no matter how rocky the start may be. ]
Since she left her village, there has always been war. Some long and quiet much as what seems to be brewing in this realm, others short and violent, or anywhere in between. Does she think many could have been avoided? Perhaps. But it is often much more complicated than that.
Needless to say, she would much prefer to live in a world where there never was a need for war. Isn't that what they strive for?
Their conversation is ending on a sour note, but Himeka offers Geralt a nod and a quiet smile all the same. ]
You as well. If there's anything I can do, just let me know.
[ She does believe they're all in this together, no matter how rocky the start may be. ]
[Good companions? Debatable, he thinks. Entertainers? Dependent upon what one considers entertaining. Craftsmen? For some reason, he cannot seem to give them even glancing credit, finding it difficult to believe, what with their clumsy-looking bodies and noisy exclamations.
Sephiroth will not question it, however. It seem as though this is her creation, and thus the Moogles, as well -- they are what she makes them to be.]
The Shroud?
[Home? Sephiroth's expression scrunches for the first time, casting shadows. He reaches up, pressing the heel of a palm against his face, struggling to recall. But it is like fishing into deep, dark water with nothing willing to surface; he cannot remember what home entails.]
I can't remember. I don't know. It doesn't sound familiar to me.
Sephiroth will not question it, however. It seem as though this is her creation, and thus the Moogles, as well -- they are what she makes them to be.]
The Shroud?
[Home? Sephiroth's expression scrunches for the first time, casting shadows. He reaches up, pressing the heel of a palm against his face, struggling to recall. But it is like fishing into deep, dark water with nothing willing to surface; he cannot remember what home entails.]
I can't remember. I don't know. It doesn't sound familiar to me.
[ Himeka nods as she crosses her arms. Granted she would understand underestimating their capabilities, that Moogles are rather silly creatures is not something she would ever refute. She wouldn't believe half the things they are capable of had she not seen it herself. ]
The Black Shroud? It's a region in Eastern Eorzea--
[ "I can't remember."
Oh.
Oh.
Well, this is certainly a confusing thing to be introduced to. Moogles rarely make sense even to those who know them well, in her eyes. Himeka's expression turns sympathetic. ]
Did you...just happen to awaken in this strange culmination of lands with no sense of self or purpose?
[ You know. Just an average day. ]
The Black Shroud? It's a region in Eastern Eorzea--
[ "I can't remember."
Oh.
Oh.
Well, this is certainly a confusing thing to be introduced to. Moogles rarely make sense even to those who know them well, in her eyes. Himeka's expression turns sympathetic. ]
Did you...just happen to awaken in this strange culmination of lands with no sense of self or purpose?
[ You know. Just an average day. ]
[You know, as one does.
Sephiroth lowers his hand, regarding Himeka a second time. Her assessment of his situation, and most importantly, its accuracy, seems to abate some of the disquiet of his memory loss. The lacking feeling of not being whole, and not exactly knowing why.]
...Yes.
[And how strange it is, to find oneself in such a situation, lost and wandering, but with no reason to even question. So blank-slate that all one can do is try to find purpose in someone else's creations.]
How has this happened?
Sephiroth lowers his hand, regarding Himeka a second time. Her assessment of his situation, and most importantly, its accuracy, seems to abate some of the disquiet of his memory loss. The lacking feeling of not being whole, and not exactly knowing why.]
...Yes.
[And how strange it is, to find oneself in such a situation, lost and wandering, but with no reason to even question. So blank-slate that all one can do is try to find purpose in someone else's creations.]
How has this happened?
[ No wonder the sight of Moogles must be troubling. (To some even without forgetting what they are.)
Himeka steps forward and then motions for this guest to follow her towards the large fountain in the middle of the area. ]
Why don't you come and take a seat? We can talk about it and what you may or may not remember. I can at least assure you that we've all been there.
Himeka steps forward and then motions for this guest to follow her towards the large fountain in the middle of the area. ]
Why don't you come and take a seat? We can talk about it and what you may or may not remember. I can at least assure you that we've all been there.
[The Moogles are perhaps only troubling because they tug at a memory that isn’t there — a hole all the more prominent, if only he can see the shape of its outline.
The invite to move the conversation elsewhere is a welcome distraction, brief as it’d be to cross over to the fountain. Sephiroth nods, allowing her to lead the way. Though his curiosity is sharp, as always, now that he’s aware that she’s the host, he’ll only wander where he’s directed.
The Moogles will probably be happy about that.]
What do you mean?
[That they’ve all been there.]
The invite to move the conversation elsewhere is a welcome distraction, brief as it’d be to cross over to the fountain. Sephiroth nods, allowing her to lead the way. Though his curiosity is sharp, as always, now that he’s aware that she’s the host, he’ll only wander where he’s directed.
The Moogles will probably be happy about that.]
What do you mean?
[That they’ve all been there.]
[ The first day of the Summit has just about come to an end, with booths packing up so that the vendors can find some rest themselves. Most of the Summoned are now headed off to the Neutral section to see what's on offer after hours, and while Thancred would normally be happy to join in, he needs to take care of something first.
The lack of a linkpearl is something he hadn't felt keenly until now, though he's aware that there's another method of instant communication in this world. It isn't quite what he's used to, but it will be faster than tracking down Himeka in person, at least for now.
Thus, he takes a moment to close his eyes and concentrate, mentally penning out a message meant for Himeka's eyes only. ]
The lack of a linkpearl is something he hadn't felt keenly until now, though he's aware that there's another method of instant communication in this world. It isn't quite what he's used to, but it will be faster than tracking down Himeka in person, at least for now.
Thus, he takes a moment to close his eyes and concentrate, mentally penning out a message meant for Himeka's eyes only. ]
Himeka, can you see this? It's Thancred.
[ It's been a successful day thus far, albeit with a number of surprising turns. She wants to believe that these different powers can really settle their differences for the benefit of all, but...she also knows that's wishful thinking.
They're just waiting for the next shoe to drop.
She's making her way to the tavern area (unsurprising) when she catches the sight of familiar handwriting on a nearby surface. Himeka pauses, looking about her, before moving forward to concentrate on her connection. ]
үεs, ι cαη. ιs εvεяүтнιηg αℓяιgнт? αяε үσυ gσιηg тσ мαкε нαρρү нσυя?
They're just waiting for the next shoe to drop.
She's making her way to the tavern area (unsurprising) when she catches the sight of familiar handwriting on a nearby surface. Himeka pauses, looking about her, before moving forward to concentrate on her connection. ]
үεs, ι cαη. ιs εvεяүтнιηg αℓяιgнт? αяε үσυ gσιηg тσ мαкε нαρρү нσυя?
Here.
[ She says as if that answers everything, motioning to the world around them. Which doesn't help, really, but at least he's only left in the dark for a few moments as she summons up some rather large cloud mallows for them to sit on. Soft and comfy.
Himeka plops down on her own as she motions for her guest to take his seat. ]
Or rather--all of here. The first time we come here it seems like we can't remember who we are or why we're here in the first place. But those memories will come back eventually.
[ She says as if that answers everything, motioning to the world around them. Which doesn't help, really, but at least he's only left in the dark for a few moments as she summons up some rather large cloud mallows for them to sit on. Soft and comfy.
Himeka plops down on her own as she motions for her guest to take his seat. ]
Or rather--all of here. The first time we come here it seems like we can't remember who we are or why we're here in the first place. But those memories will come back eventually.
[ Thancred has seated himself at a bench in the Solvunn section and while he imagines that soon enough he'll be one of the only people lingering in this area, he does have a small journal in his lap to make it appear as if he's reading or writing rather than simply sitting on his own and staring at nothing.
As much as this area is clearing out, he can never let slip from his mind how he may or may not be perceived by whoever is around him. ]
As much as this area is clearing out, he can never let slip from his mind how he may or may not be perceived by whoever is around him. ]
That's the plan, but there is something we should discuss before that. It might be for the best if we do it this way, strange as it might be.
[ If nothing else, this will be good practice for communicating in this matter when it and the Horizon are their only options. ][ Himeka is notably much less subtle about it, but her staring off at something randomly isn't all that odd for those that know her. Right now it appears that a case of some sort of bolts or other machine parts has her attention. Fascinating. ]
ωεℓℓ тнαт вσ∂εs ωεℓℓ cσмιηg ғяσм үσυ... ωнαт ιs ιт?
[ She will always follow his lead when it comes to being secretive, though.
Lay it on her, Thancred. ]
ωεℓℓ тнαт вσ∂εs ωεℓℓ cσмιηg ғяσм үσυ... ωнαт ιs ιт?
[ She will always follow his lead when it comes to being secretive, though.
Lay it on her, Thancred. ]
[Eyes widen at the cloud mallows. The fact that she can conjure nearly anything she likes out of thin air, apparently, does not abate the surprise that she chose... this, but he eventually sits down, hair pooling around the bottom of his fluffy new seat.]
So we've come from somewhere else? That would make sense. [Why he can sense that there's more beneath the surface, even though he cannot peer past it. This is comforting, knowing that it is the default, rather than a permanent consequence.]
You said this was a recreation of your home. You have dragons?
So we've come from somewhere else? That would make sense. [Why he can sense that there's more beneath the surface, even though he cannot peer past it. This is comforting, knowing that it is the default, rather than a permanent consequence.]
You said this was a recreation of your home. You have dragons?
[ Thancred is well aware of how ominous this is, and he isn't meaning to leave her in suspense. He does hope that she's sitting down, wherever she is, but he doesn't delay any further in sending a message. ]
It's possible this is old news for you, but were you aware Fandaniel is here as well?
[ Fandaniel hadn't come up in their prior conversation at all, and Thancred can only imagine he would have, seeing how they'd even spoken of the Telephoroi. ][ She can think of nothing more comfy when at Zenith. If only he realized how fitting it was! Though as long as he finds them adequate enough it will work for her. Himeka knows the accommodates are likely not what he cares about right now.
Himeka nods to his first statement. ]
Though where you came from before, I can't say. Before...and before that. But the first before is likely one of three places, that's the one that you'll back to when you wake up.
[ Clear as mud, right? ]
Yes, dragons are a part of my home. Or rather they allowed me to be part of theirs.
[ She motions to the sky above them. ]
This is what the Churning Mists look like to the best of my memory. I...don't suppose that sounds familiar to you at all?
[ He did recognize Moogles, after all. ]
Himeka nods to his first statement. ]
Though where you came from before, I can't say. Before...and before that. But the first before is likely one of three places, that's the one that you'll back to when you wake up.
[ Clear as mud, right? ]
Yes, dragons are a part of my home. Or rather they allowed me to be part of theirs.
[ She motions to the sky above them. ]
This is what the Churning Mists look like to the best of my memory. I...don't suppose that sounds familiar to you at all?
[ He did recognize Moogles, after all. ]
[ It's a shame this has to be in...eye-writing, because the look on her face would say more than she can get out in proper text. ]
тнαт's ησт sσмεтнιηg үσυ ωσυℓ∂ jσкε αвσυт, вυт cαη үσυ тεℓℓ мε үσυ'яε jσкιηg? ρℓεαsε?
тнαт's ησт sσмεтнιηg үσυ ωσυℓ∂ jσкε αвσυт, вυт cαη үσυ тεℓℓ мε үσυ'яε jσкιηg? ρℓεαsε?
I wish I could claim it was merely a joke, but given that I had an entire conversation with him, I have to assume his presence here is very much real.
I do apologize for being the bearer of bad news, however.
[Clear as mud and other very obfuscating materials, and his brows knit accordingly.]
And you're from one of those three places, as well?
[At least his sense of logic has remained intact, though her explanation tells him very little. Why only three places? What should he expect when he returns, when he "wakes up"? Should he equate this place to a shared dream?
At her gesture, his neck cranes up, taking in the vast scope of the sky.]
No. It doesn't. [Seem familiar. His line of thinking seems to follow the same trail.] Is that unexpected? Maybe Moogles are universal.
And you're from one of those three places, as well?
[At least his sense of logic has remained intact, though her explanation tells him very little. Why only three places? What should he expect when he returns, when he "wakes up"? Should he equate this place to a shared dream?
At her gesture, his neck cranes up, taking in the vast scope of the sky.]
No. It doesn't. [Seem familiar. His line of thinking seems to follow the same trail.] Is that unexpected? Maybe Moogles are universal.
ωнσ ιη тнειя яιgнт мιη∂ ωσυℓ∂ sυммση нιм? σя εvεη тнειя мσsт ωяσηg мιη∂?
нε's ησт ιη тнσяηε тσσ, ιs нε?
нε's ησт ιη тнσяηε тσσ, ιs нε?
I asked him that very question. He doesn't seem to have any better idea than we do, though I wouldn't put it past him to attempt the same things here that he did back home.
No, he's in the Free Cities. I also didn't mention that you're here.
ησ, тнιs ωσυℓ∂ נυsт вε α ηεω тαяgεт. ωε ∂ση'т кησω мυcн αвσυт тнε sιηgυℓαяιтү αs ιт ιs вυт нε's ∂εғιηιтεℓү σηε σғ тнε ℓαsт ρεσρℓε ι ωαηт мεssιηg ωιтн ιт.
нε ∂σεsη'т кησω?
[ That's good. Right? Interesting...though she doesn't really want him to direct his ire to Thancred instead, Fandaniel's goals do seem to be less specific to the Scions and more to just. Chaos. ]
ι кησω sσмε ρεσρℓε ιη тнε ғяεε cιтιεs. мαүнαρs ι cαη αsк тнεү кεερ тαвs ση нιм?
[ She knows well that Geralt will not want an assignment, but she figures she can ask him to ping her if he sees something amiss. ]
нε ∂σεsη'т кησω?
[ That's good. Right? Interesting...though she doesn't really want him to direct his ire to Thancred instead, Fandaniel's goals do seem to be less specific to the Scions and more to just. Chaos. ]
ι кησω sσмε ρεσρℓε ιη тнε ғяεε cιтιεs. мαүнαρs ι cαη αsк тнεү кεερ тαвs ση нιм?
[ She knows well that Geralt will not want an assignment, but she figures she can ask him to ping her if he sees something amiss. ]
If that's the case, it would do us well to learn more about the Singularity before he does if we can. We can at least attempt to stay a few steps ahead of him.
[ While it is possible that Fandaniel might focus in on Thancred as a denizen of Etheirys, he somehow doesn't think that he'll register very highly on his list of priorities. Time will have to tell with that, and he's prepared to deal with aught that might come his way. Dangling the Warrior of Light in front of an Ascian is never a good idea, however. ]That might be a good idea, aye. Assuming whoever you ask knows how to employ some amount of discretion.
тнεяε's α тнεσяү тнαт ιт's тнε cεηтεя σғ αℓℓ ωσяℓ∂s. вυт ι нαvε ησ ι∂εα нσω тσ тεsт σя ρяσvε тнαт.
[ She supposes that people from so many stars have been pooled together should be evidence enough, right? ]
ιғ ιт's тяυε, тнεη ғαη∂αηιεℓ cσυℓ∂ sεт нιs sιgнтs вεүση∂ συя sтαя...
[ And take literally everything else with him, were he successful. ]
ι тнιηк sσ. нε gεηεяαℓℓү ρяεғεяs тσ sтαү υηιηvσℓvε∂, sσ ι ∂ση'т тнιηк нε'∂ ιηsεят нιмsεℓғ ιη αηүтнιηg. ι ғιgυяε нε ωσυℓ∂ вε αвℓε тσ ℓεт мε кησω ιғ нε нεαяs sσмεтнιηg, тнσυgн.
[ She supposes that people from so many stars have been pooled together should be evidence enough, right? ]
ιғ ιт's тяυε, тнεη ғαη∂αηιεℓ cσυℓ∂ sεт нιs sιgнтs вεүση∂ συя sтαя...
[ And take literally everything else with him, were he successful. ]
ι тнιηк sσ. нε gεηεяαℓℓү ρяεғεяs тσ sтαү υηιηvσℓvε∂, sσ ι ∂ση'т тнιηк нε'∂ ιηsεят нιмsεℓғ ιη αηүтнιηg. ι ғιgυяε нε ωσυℓ∂ вε αвℓε тσ ℓεт мε кησω ιғ нε нεαяs sσмεтнιηg, тнσυgн.
I've heard similar. Thorne is the closest to it, is it not? I'll see what I can look into on my end, once this is all done.
[ If Fandaniel is somehow able to sink his claws into the Singularity or harness its power in some way, it could be truly catastrophic. The last thing Thancred wants to do is give the Ascian ideas, but chances are he's already thinking of it.He's already dealt with one Final Days, the last he needs is another. ]
That would be better than nothing. It would be best to have some eyes on him.
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