middaeg | April Showers Brings Naps [Open Catchall Log]

Who: Mira and OPEN
When: Throughout April
Where: Aefenglom, outside the city
What: Catchall log, quests for the month, Dream a Little Dream event
Warnings: Bar brawl, violence, Dark Knight 50 and 70 spoilers, some Shadowbringers Spoilers

Rule--Be Nice: The Sly Seadog

[A simple job and one Mira is a bit used to. An extent of it at least; the Slydog asked for extra bouncers around due to more sailors coming around and Mira having done her share of escorts and guarding could handle a few drunkards if they get too roudy. Some regulars knew her as the woman who threw a man out the door in the literal sense for annoying her while reading so imagine when she comes in on her shift after working at the potion shop with Shadowbringer on her back and all is well.

For a time.

From the corner of her eye, Mira catches two sailors, clearly four sheets to the wind and starting raising their voices at each other. Oh boy, this does not sound good.]

Daft sods.

[She rolls her eyes and stroll right over, tapping one of them on the shoulder.]

Ease up on the shouting, don't wanna do poorly on the owner's hospitality.

[That just earns a laugh out of him and his comrade. Just be nice, Mira.]

Oi oi, lookat this sweet lil thing thinking she can speak up!

I'm sorry but there are others patrons here wishing to enjoy their drinks in peace. 'Twould be disrespectful to shatter it.

[Spoken calmly but firm, which only gets the patron laughing more.]

Listen, sweetheart. Why don't you go trot your nice arse to the keep and bring us another round. I'll be sure to give you a great tip if you decide to come after I leave.

[Mira's about to retort until she feels a hard slap to her rear, both men laughing at her reaction. Apparently these two are so wasted that they forgot that she has a sword strapped to her back. Someone...should probably step in since her hand is going straight for the blade. Fuck being nice..]

Too Many Books: Streets of Aefenglom

[When she's not working, one of Mira's hobbies is reading anything she can get her hands on. While stories and fairytales are her favorites, she's not focused on that right now. Nor is she focused on her magical studies. Tucked under each arm are bags with several books from the library that she could carry and all each have a theme to them: sleep.

But she's not looking to try and sleep herself, she's looking for any mentions of any kind of sickness where sleep is a key factor. Sounds weird, doesn't it. She doesn't even realize that in her distracted mind, she almost runs into someone and manages to twirl away just to not hit them.]

Oh dammit, my apologies! You alright?

Storytime: Outside the City

Bloody hells, are any of these tales even good?

[The last time Mira was out here, she had to carry the Crystal Exarch back to the city because his dumb butt wasn't feeling so good. But now she's alone in this endeavor and she had an idea to try and work on something she brought up: finding some kind of purpose outside of her duties as a Warrior of Light. Mira's thought maybe trying her hand at something she enjoyed might point her in a proper direction. That is until she saw the books around for the storytime and reacted in the most calm and rational manner: making a strongly opposed face.]

Ok, I understand they might be children but honestly, they are much more intelligent than this. And I can't tell them all my adventuring stories!

[Shit, what is she going to do?]

Dream A Little Dream

[It pulls you in, a tug as you look through the mirrors within the house. And yet one in particular shows itself to be a bit decorative in its etchings. On each side of the mirror, three symbols will be carved in: a handgun on the left, a peculiar symbol on the right, and a sword from the top.

As for the bottom, a message woven, perhaps unknown to those who haven't walked the path.

"In your darkest hour, in the blackest night..."

Words that may mean something to the owner of this mirror. But as you peek in, the urge gets stronger and stronger until you find yourself sucked in and watching something come out. Question is...which memory of the woman are you seeing?]

((OOC: Dream Prompts will be listed in the comments below.))

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..it was before I went to the First. Around the time the Scions and I helped liberate a city-state named Ala Mhigo from the Garlean Empire.

[You know, the one empire Emet created out of how many?]

Moons ago. Back when I had to worry about facing the bloodthirsty crown Garlean prince instead of shards and consuming Light.

[Don't ask her about Zenos. He's...weird.]

I would think that dealing with empires and princes is easier than the life and death of an entire Shard's worth of people.

[ Oh he wants to ask, Mira. He might still ask soon. ]

Looking back...yes, it was.

[When it was easier to see the ascians as simply the enemy to be stopped. To just handle some horrible empire and how simple it all was. She should say that it was better then...but Mira would be lying to herself. Someone who looks for the truth even in the faerie tales and legends of old, it would be lying to herself wouldn't it?

But these memories, harsh as they are, makes Mira think and ponder. Was it possible here...?]

Would you rather go back to that? Back to sticking your nose in politics instead of knowing what your enemies true goals are?

[ Figures he can ask. ]

I said it was easier, not that it was better.

[A lot of matters would have been easier, to have her look the other way when something else was growing stronger. But if there's something from these memories she will take away (and there's a lot but this nugget seems important) from here, it's Rielle's words.

"You can't obsess over the mistakes of the past, or you'll lose sight of the future."

To not look back, thinking what could have been done to change obsessively, but recall the times where both good and bad happened. To learn from those mistakes and look back on the fond moments that shape someone.]

Besides, I would be lying to myself if I didn't follow something I had always strived for: knowing the truth even if painful.

[ Van hums at that answer. No, Mira wants to be honest with herself. So honest that she is at odds with herself. Quite the problem, that. ]

People say that they want the truth, no matter how painful. However, there comes a point where they actually can't handle it. There's always that breaking point.

Afraid that I'll break too?

[But given everything up until now, wasn't she already there and just didn't realize it? Just refusing to lie down and give up?]

Every person has a breaking point, Mira. You're not an exception to that either.

[ A shrug. Maybe there's a little itty bit of concern there, yes. ]

I know...but is it even possible to know when you've hit it?

[As the Warrior of Light, she's always had some sort of second wind. That a breaking point was always close but not so much as reached. She can tell he's concerned even if it's just a simple shrug. He wouldn't be here if he wasn't. It's why she's not denying it now.]

It probably isn't, is it? After all you were so stressed out to the point where your soul crystal shattered... And you couldn't say you saw it coming, right?

[ Isn't that also sort of a breaking point? ]

No one expected that, let alone myself.

[Just how many breaking points did she have? How many more until she falls down and stays down?]

I suppose the question is...what now?

I don't know. Isn't that something you'll just have to answer for yourself?

[ Like how he has to answer hard questions for and about himself now too. ]

[Welcome to development. Mira lets out a small breath as everything starts to sink in. That her heart is hurting from not just one matter but many and things she has kept quiet and didn't know for so long...but what to do?

She looks around her and then-]

If people can come into my dreams and memories...maybe I can go into them myself while here. Perhaps I need some perspective first.

[ Eh... Vanitas doesn't quite understand that. Who would want to go through their memories just to be hurt over and over again? For the sake of perspective? Van would rather not look back, thanks. ]

I suppose that's one way of doing it.

[It's ok to look back sometimes. But it's when someone is constantly trying to relive it, believing that the past was much better than the current time...that's when they will trip up.]

If you're worried that I'll want to stay in the past, there's no need. I do feel like there is a need to take a look again but only to take the next steps. There's too much at stake for me to bury myself in nothing but memories and dreams.

Besides, I fought against that before. I cannot lose myself to it.

[ He shakes his head. No, he isn't really worried about something like that. ]

Nah. I just don't get how looking back can help anyone move forward.

[ But, again... What would looking back on his memories teach anyone? ]

Reflection mostly. To see things that I had perhaps missed and look to see how it can help here in the now.

[A tiny smile.]

Or so I think. Something I need to do.

If it's something you need to do, then do it.

[ A shrug. ]

Haven't I said you just need to look out for yourself?

I know. My well being should also count as well.

[It's because of this that she feels comfortable putting her hand on Vani's head, more like a pat than anything.]

I'll come back, don't worry.

[ He makes a little sound as the hand is placed on his head. Honestly Vanitas doesn't mind the gesture. It's... Comforting in its own right. ]

You better.

April Showers Brings Naps [Open Catchall Log]

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