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middaeg2020-04-13 10:45 pm
prayerwheel) wrote in middaeg2020-04-13 10:45 pm
( open ) and all your love will be exorcised
Who: Azura and you
When: Aereuer
Where: Mirror House
What: Dream event
Warnings: Some of Azura's dreams contain violence, blood, and references to child neglect. Some topics that might or might not come up are kidnapping, depression, and suicide.
Azura's mirror is an embellished golden frame with a knotted flower symbol adorning the top and bottom. Closer CR will see feathers, waves, and dragon scales carved into the wood.
A - Siege of Castle Gyges
[ Anyone stepping into this memory is instantly greeted by the sound of fighting off in the distance. The clashing of weapons and the whir of spells being fired off should be familiar to some in particular. Glancing around gives a few of a cavernous-looking palace throne room, decorated with intricate stone architecture and bright golden accents. A group of armored guards bustle past, haggard civilians following them into the recesses of the castle.
At the throne itself stands a woman wearing a feathered crown, staff in hand, barking out orders to guards, maids, and groups of refugees alike. A scout catches up to her and stops her in her tracks with a single sentence. ]
Your Majesty, he's breached the castle walls--!
[ The Queen takes a moment to think, but before she can give out her orders, a deafening roar reverberates throughout the room, sending a chunk of the eastern wall down like a tower of cards. Something is coming, and whatever it is, it's mad, and it's strong enough to destroy a castle. ]
B - Nohrian Court Politics
[ This memory is less...adrenaline-pumping, at least. The Queen from the sieged castle is dressed in black and bending down to plant a gentle kiss on a very small Azura's forehead. The two of them are standing in the hallway of a different castle this time, one some might recognize. ]
Go on now, darling. There are things I must attend to. Paperwork, setting up the new mandates for Windmire, all things you will find very boring. You have many step-brothers and step-sisters, now, so think of all the playmates you have. You won't have to play with your nannies ever again!
[ The woman steps back, and while she plasters a smile on her face for Azura's sake, Azura just looks tired. It takes her a few moments to gather the energy, but she nods. ]
...okay, Mother.
That's it, love. I'll see you at lunchtime. Run along, try to have fun!
[ The very small Azura does as instructed, but hesitantly. She wanders away from her mother and goes down one of Castle Krakenberg's many winding hallways, stopping just outside a sitting room. A group of noble-looking women sit with their children, chat, and look to be having a merry time.
Azura hesitates. ]
c - I'M SO SICK OF BEING STARTLED
[ Light-hearted option. Azura and Laslow's C support. Azura watches a fool dance, gets herself scared for instant karma, admits he was pretty good, and shoots down his attempts to flirt at 11pm. ]
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When: Aereuer
Where: Mirror House
What: Dream event
Warnings: Some of Azura's dreams contain violence, blood, and references to child neglect. Some topics that might or might not come up are kidnapping, depression, and suicide.
Azura's mirror is an embellished golden frame with a knotted flower symbol adorning the top and bottom. Closer CR will see feathers, waves, and dragon scales carved into the wood.
A - Siege of Castle Gyges
[ Anyone stepping into this memory is instantly greeted by the sound of fighting off in the distance. The clashing of weapons and the whir of spells being fired off should be familiar to some in particular. Glancing around gives a few of a cavernous-looking palace throne room, decorated with intricate stone architecture and bright golden accents. A group of armored guards bustle past, haggard civilians following them into the recesses of the castle.
At the throne itself stands a woman wearing a feathered crown, staff in hand, barking out orders to guards, maids, and groups of refugees alike. A scout catches up to her and stops her in her tracks with a single sentence. ]
Your Majesty, he's breached the castle walls--!
[ The Queen takes a moment to think, but before she can give out her orders, a deafening roar reverberates throughout the room, sending a chunk of the eastern wall down like a tower of cards. Something is coming, and whatever it is, it's mad, and it's strong enough to destroy a castle. ]
B - Nohrian Court Politics
[ This memory is less...adrenaline-pumping, at least. The Queen from the sieged castle is dressed in black and bending down to plant a gentle kiss on a very small Azura's forehead. The two of them are standing in the hallway of a different castle this time, one some might recognize. ]
Go on now, darling. There are things I must attend to. Paperwork, setting up the new mandates for Windmire, all things you will find very boring. You have many step-brothers and step-sisters, now, so think of all the playmates you have. You won't have to play with your nannies ever again!
[ The woman steps back, and while she plasters a smile on her face for Azura's sake, Azura just looks tired. It takes her a few moments to gather the energy, but she nods. ]
...okay, Mother.
That's it, love. I'll see you at lunchtime. Run along, try to have fun!
[ The very small Azura does as instructed, but hesitantly. She wanders away from her mother and goes down one of Castle Krakenberg's many winding hallways, stopping just outside a sitting room. A group of noble-looking women sit with their children, chat, and look to be having a merry time.
Azura hesitates. ]
c - I'M SO SICK OF BEING STARTLED
[ Light-hearted option. Azura and Laslow's C support. Azura watches a fool dance, gets herself scared for instant karma, admits he was pretty good, and shoots down his attempts to flirt at 11pm. ]
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He grits his teeth. Unlike the mothers at the door, he really looks like he wants to stay. I'm sorry, he says. Mother says I'm never to speak with you. Never to play with her, never to be seen with her. He has to leave, now.
She starts to cry. Why, why? What did she do? Leo just shakes his head. He doesn't seem to know why. He just can't be here. When he has his things in hand, he pushes in his chair, spares one last, very pained look at her, and leaves the room. She cries, she cries, she cries for a long while. The library must be empty, because no one comes to quiet her, and she eventually curls up under the table.
The real Azura doesn't say anything. She's looking at the carpet in another direction. It's a little too much. ]
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So all in all it could have been much worse. That's...probably not helpful to hear. Well, silence it is then. He's always been better with gestures anyway. He can feel her desire to leave clearly over the bond, and sees no reason to linger now that Leo is no longer in view. With a jerk of his head he leads her back towards her mirror's exit. Tail deliberately but gently bumping into or brushing against the side or back of her leg as they walk.
As much as he tries to focus on ways to comfort or distract her, his mind inevitably starts to focus on Leo and Leo alone. Seeing him again had taken a chisel to the slowly widening crack in the damn he'd built around thoughts of home. But the dam was strong, still refusing to collapse completely. Homesickness pooled up around his feet, but the flow wasn't nearly strong enough to sweep him away. Once they're outside the mirror he stops, unsure where to go next, but there's a current starting to rise around his ankles.
He scans the nearby mirrors, searching for familiar imagery.]
In your world, where everyone follows Corrin, did you get a chance to know him better?
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She wishes she could have shown him something happier. ]
Leo? [ a beat, and she nods ] After some time, yes. I found it a bit difficult to engage with him given our only meeting, but...he was so apologetic about everything. Regretful. He said something like "don't you hate Nohrians for what happened to you? Wounds you get when you're young leave the worst scars."
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That sounds like him. [There's a soft fondness in his voice Azura will surely recognize from his most vulnerable moments.] And what was your answer?
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[ she's looking at you oboro ]
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I can think of a few. [He gazes around the frame of his mirror, eyes drawn to the quills and parchment scattered among the weapons.] Leo himself first and foremost, obviously. [He hesitates a little. This offer is risky, but very tempting.] Would you like to try and see what I know of him?