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𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐤𝐚 "ate 12 sandwiches & napped" 𝐬𝐮𝐢 ([personal profile] aquaveiled) wrote2022-03-02 07:58 pm

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fightforthejoyofit: (listening)

[personal profile] fightforthejoyofit 2022-05-12 11:58 am (UTC)(link)
She is not the only one who has never tried; he is not someone people Reason With. Attempt to mollify, yes. Capitulate to, certainly. But not Reason With.

"I cannot value that which has no worth." he retorts; there is more than a note of defensiveness in his tone, a deep discomfort with how quick she is to dispute those things he considers immutable facts (as he has said, he does hate to disappoint her)."If they would be considered, let them first show us that which merits consideration."
fightforthejoyofit: (contemplate)

[personal profile] fightforthejoyofit 2022-05-13 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Very well, let us humour each other then." She will feel, as much as hear, the change in his stance; it is as if he leans forward, shoulders raised and head lowered, like a cat preparing to pounce. "The person who made your clothes - assuming it is not one of your wretched coterie. Do you know their name? The circumstances of their birth? Their deepest aspirations? Do you lie awake wondering whether they had a good day or bad?"

He looks at the shard much the same way he did her, when they met in that other place, before he hatched here; again, there is that sense of predator circling dangerous prey. "Or did they cease to exist the moment their function - providing you with said clothes - was complete? Do you, in point of fact, think of them less often, and with less fondness, than you do your cane?"
fightforthejoyofit: (disappointing)

[personal profile] fightforthejoyofit 2022-05-14 11:31 am (UTC)(link)
He listens in silence; his stance shifts again, eyes closed rather than trained on the shard, the hand wrapped around that crystal now pressed to his forehead, elbow propped up upon knee. Sonder is not a word he knows, nor a realisation he is entirely ready to commit to, but perhaps there are the smallest of baby-steps being made in that direction.

There is a long pause (both to be certain she is done speaking, and to gather his own thoughts) before he speaks. In his mind, at least (perhaps not in hers?) they are back, once again, at the edge of the universe and the end of all things, simultaneously mere yalms apart and separated by an eternity, and it is the same weary melancholy which laces his tone.

"I had thought us one and the same, Beast, but that does a disservice to us both, does it not? Your capacity to care for every wretched creature that crosses your path, the affection with which you view their tedious trivialities, is..."

He trails off. Because that's the thing, isn't it? It simply Is, and that is revelation enough, and does not need to be cheapened with a poorly-picked adjective incapable of doing the thing justice.

Another pause. He clears his throat. "There is to be an excursion. Those Aions already ensconced here wish to show we new arrivals all that Achamoth has to offer. I had not intended going..." The but you would if you were here, wouldn't you? hangs unspoken.
fightforthejoyofit: (all is equal)

[personal profile] fightforthejoyofit 2022-05-17 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
It does not strike him as odd he would seek her opinion - that she is his first, best and possibly only friend is a sad indictment of a Garlean childhood, yes, but is also an undeniable fact, and the credence he grants her opinion is fittingly substantial. He may not always agree - indeed, he frequently does not - but understanding how Himeka thinks has been an interest (some would, rightly, say an obsession) for some time now.

Another series of images, very similar to the first though now more definitively Not Garlemald, none of his memories bleeding in around the edges; dark spires reaching upwards, seemingly endless spiral staircases, figures in masks (some throwing gems, or flower petals, other beseeching a blessing), a brief flash of the room he currently occupies. Lavish though this scenery is, this very much does not feel like he is boasting - indeed, there is a weary boredom to it, as if cycling through particularly uninteresting holiday snaps or discussing what he intends to have for dinner that evening.

"Thus far I have seen little to recommend it." A beat. Where previous inquiries have been very obviously fishing for tactical information, this one is... almost conversational? "Where you are is far less tedious, I trust?"
coerthantorment: (89)

During "The Cost of Innocence"

[personal profile] coerthantorment 2022-05-19 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Estinien will have been gone for the better part of a day, during the time that infections are truly beginning to show themselves among Aions. Eventually, Himeka will feel the tickle of his presence in her shard.]

Himeka...

[Though all he projects is her name, the emotions accompanying it are twisted and off-kilter. It doesn't feel much like his usual self, even though it's clearly his presence.]
coerthantorment: (94)

[personal profile] coerthantorment 2022-05-20 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
I can't find you...

[Having said that seems nonsensical a moment later, but it's true, isn't it? Why is making sense of what's happening to him so difficult? His confusion bleeds through the connection, his mind straying even as he tries to communicate with her.

What is he talking about, again? She'll feel him question himself immediately. He needs help, another part answers. He's lost and can't find anyone to help him.]


Something is happening to me... the illness?

[These thoughts barely come across as words, but it's enough to understand.]
coerthantorment: (20)

[personal profile] coerthantorment 2022-05-20 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
[His communications devolve away from words entirely, drifting into disjointed concepts and worries. He's trying to tell her where he is, but all he can summon up is vague concepts of 'Veneran streets' with no landmarks or meaningful descriptions. He's been walking, but in what direction? Towards the center, or towards the outskirts?

He doesn't know, and her offer to come to him only makes him more distraught. He wants her help but doesn't know how to get it, as the affliction gradually tears apart his ability to think critically. All that he knows is that he hurting and he's lost and he's sick, his body making it hard to keep going.]


Himeka...

[At a loss for anything else, he thinks her name again, as if doing so will bring her to him.]
coerthantorment: (90)

[personal profile] coerthantorment 2022-05-20 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Physically, his hand clenches clumsily around his shard, his fingers barely able to more enough to hold it. Now that he's opened his communication line he doesn't want to let it go. Speaking to someone is the only thing that's grounding him, that's keeping him from disappearing into his own head for another indeterminant amount of time.

So, he tries. As he continues muddling together images to give her a sense of where he is, he considers making his physical presence more obvious, but that plan is immediately curtailed by worries of who else might find him. There are others out here, his scattered thoughts imply to her - someone touched him and made everything worse, as if sapping the strength from his body and mind. He's afraid to be caught again. He doens't know what will become of him if they do.

He will wait for her, though. This connection is a lifeline.]
coerthantorment: (13)

[personal profile] coerthantorment 2022-05-20 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
[For a moment, the lack of recognition is deafening. The mention of the grapes raises nothing but the mental equivalent of a question mark, until, finally...

No. He remembers. He remembers the silly little things, an invention that only failed to startle him because it came from her. His recollection of the fruit's odd shape will come across through their connection, as well as the relief associated with it.]


...Very well.

[Or maybe that word is 'as you like' or maybe it's 'thank you'. He's having a hard time narrowing his thoughts to coherent words, but the concepts are still there, with a tinge of humor, despite it all.]
coerthantorment: (133)

[personal profile] coerthantorment 2022-05-21 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[At first Estinien finds himself wandering that open street, wondering if he will see her around each corner... but the longer it goes on, the less he can keep focused on the task of looking. Gradually he slows, and then stops, her occasional check-ins the only thing reminding him of what he was trying to do in the first place. The sound of her voice, her song, is a double-edged sword. It brings him comfort, and reminds him of her - yet, in some ways, that comfort is as deadly as anything else.

He stays with her, scattered feelings and thoughts occasionally coming in response, but gradually slowing. He stands in the middle of the street, his shard clenched in hand, staring at nothing. It would make him easier for her to find, he thought. Unfortunately, it also made him easier to be caught.

A lull in his focus is interrupted by a sudden punctuation of panic and fear. It's a psychic cry of pain, a wordless plea for help.]
coerthantorment: (42)

[personal profile] coerthantorment 2022-05-21 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Whatever is happening has shocked him back into some form of lucidity, his consciousness becoming far more present with this surge of desperation and need. He reaches out to her with everything he has, projecting the idea of him being attacked, knocked down, his shard under threat-

But that's all he can do. He can't do anything but cry out and struggle, praying that she'll make it in time even though it's becoming abundantly clear that she won't.]


Himeka!

[It all happens so quickly. As desperate as he is to keep hold of this lifeline, circumstances have conspired to sever it. If he doesn't protect his shard now, it will most likely end up crushed on the ground.]

Forgive me...

[Sorry for being helpless, sorry for leaving another burden at her feet. Their connection ends as he forces his shard back into his chest, unsure if he'll survive to see her again.]
Edited 2022-05-21 06:03 (UTC)
fightforthejoyofit: (convivial)

[personal profile] fightforthejoyofit 2022-05-25 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I am certain I could find something to recommend it."

The implication being, of course, that he's already considering how best to track her down.

There's a brief pause before he adds "Your Coerthan companion, for instance." This, more than anything else he's shared so far, feels closer to Intelligence than Chatter, though ultimately the desire not to reveal plans-in-progress to an enemy loses to the much more pressing one to have someone acknowledge quite how gross an injustice it is that Estinien's name has been placed above hers on the Kenoman Kill List. "I understand he is building quite the formidable reputation."
sageguidance: (pic#15711607)

[personal profile] sageguidance 2022-05-28 09:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ Their time in Venera has been... busy, to say the least, but today had certainly taken the cake. When the dust settles, so to speak, Alphinaud goes to seek out Himeka, wherever she may be. And once he finds her: ]

... Ah, there you are. Good.

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