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middaeg2021-01-11 12:28 pm
adventageous) wrote in middaeg2021-01-11 12:28 pm
(Semi-open) Oh you just need to let go
Who: Alice Elliot and Karin Koenig, Alice alone, and Alice and you, respectively
When: Ieneuer 8, 12, 13
Where: inside and outside of the city
What: Yuri's gone home. Alice is doing what she can to cope.
Warnings: sad time tl;dr and a magical explosion/some injuries. major Shadow Hearts Covenant spoilers in the thread with Karin.
I. Closed to Karin, Ieneuer 8
[It's upsetting and disorienting, how quickly someone in this city can simply disappear.
Alice and Yuri had gone to bed together the previous night, but Alice finds him gone without a trace upon waking up the next morning. Panic sets in almost immediately, causing her to search the entire house for some clue of what might have happened to him. It isn't until she feels the throb in her chest that she stops and fully realizes the situation.
People leaving the city abruptly like this is not an unknown fact to her. But it being Yuri hurts, both physically and emotionally.
Alice tries to tell herself this is for the best. That Yuri went home to complete unfinished business that he had previously alluded to in his conversations with her. That she should be dead, and any extension to her life is a blessing. That this is God's plan, and she has a mission here with or without Yuri's presence.
It's not enough to keep her from crumbling and crying on the floor for awhile.
Once she feels more or less cried out, Alice decides to inform Karin of Yuri's departure. The other woman is close to Yuri--almost as muchso as Alice herself is--and she deserves to know. Alice pulls herself together, dresses and washes her face, and heads over to the home that Karin shares with two other young women.
After a few deep breaths to sturdy herself, she knocks on the door.]
II. Self-indulgent prose, Ieneuer 12
[The night of the new moons finds Alice restless. In addition to the phantom pains of her lost bond, it feels as if something's crawling under her skin, burning her nerves in a desperate bid for release.
Intellectually, she knows what this is: she's built up too much magical discharge. She's studied it and thought she was prepared for it. But the sudden loss of a bond that, while strong, was too brief to fully balance her magic and the allure of the power caused by the dark sky both prove to be too much. While she retains a sense of clarity, she finds herself longing for some sort of relief and catharsis. It's almost as if her magic is woven into her grief, looking for an outlet in the face of an inability to actually do anything about her situation.
Alice knows she shouldn't attempt any type of Abjuration or healing in this state, which otherwise would have been her first choice of magic usage. The risk is too high, and she'd never forgive herself if someone else was hurt due to her carelessness. Similarly, she needs to make sure she's not in a place inside the city. She needs somewhere safe to do some damage... somewhere wild...
With that in mind Alice grabs her cloak and shoes, long silvery hair flowing uncharacteristically to her waist instead of properly tied up. She leaves a note in the cottage she used to share with Yuri, just in case, and heads into the Wilde. The plan is simple: find a target, unleash everything in a magical attack of some kind, and then hopefully be able to go home and get some rest.
She removes the cloak upon reaching the Wilde, the shift in weather making the layer no longer necessary or desirable.
Given the flooding in the deepest parts of the forests, Alice decides to stick close to the city. It isn't long before she finds a Shade, possibly once a wolf, skirting along the outer portion of a thick patch of overgrowth. That will do.
Alice closes her eyes, murmuring the word "ourabos" to herself three times--unnecessary for casting here, but a force of habit after how often she's had to recite it back home. She focuses on all of the magic burning through her, bringing it to a focal point in front of her in what she intends to be a ray of light energy targeted at the hostile creature in front of her. It's almost like how battles were back home, and for a moment she can pretend the others are with her.
However, she isn't currently adjusting for the new moons or her own physical and emotional state. The backfire is swift and powerful, an explosion of darkness that far exceeds the intended power of her light-aspected spell. The force it emits is strong enough to fell the Shade, but it also knocks her off her feet and back several yards before she ends up blacking out from the impact.
Alice awakens several hours later to daylight in what is now a pile of wilted and dying plant life. Like other witches, she's begun to take on the characteristics of the type of magic she most often casts. In her case, it's healing--her body acted on its own to heal (or at least take the edge off) her more serious injuries while she was unconscious, it seems.
Of course, she hasn't fully healed in the time she was passed out. The feeling of magic overload is gone, but she feels as if she's been hit by a truck. Slowly, she pulls herself to her feet and trudges back into the city proper.
tl;dr: Alice blows herself up trying to cast magic in the Wilde during the new moon and unconsciously heals herself a bit while knocked out. ]
III. Open, morning of Ieneuer 13
[And that's how Alice came to be huddled under a blanket in a Coven study room, disheveled and exhausted and covered in cuts and bruises and unwilling to go home as she nurses a mug of tea.
She'll still smile and warmly greet anyone who enters the room, either purposefully or by accident.]
Good morning. You're welcome to join me if you'd like. I can get you some coffee or tea.
When: Ieneuer 8, 12, 13
Where: inside and outside of the city
What: Yuri's gone home. Alice is doing what she can to cope.
Warnings: sad time tl;dr and a magical explosion/some injuries. major Shadow Hearts Covenant spoilers in the thread with Karin.
I. Closed to Karin, Ieneuer 8
[It's upsetting and disorienting, how quickly someone in this city can simply disappear.
Alice and Yuri had gone to bed together the previous night, but Alice finds him gone without a trace upon waking up the next morning. Panic sets in almost immediately, causing her to search the entire house for some clue of what might have happened to him. It isn't until she feels the throb in her chest that she stops and fully realizes the situation.
People leaving the city abruptly like this is not an unknown fact to her. But it being Yuri hurts, both physically and emotionally.
Alice tries to tell herself this is for the best. That Yuri went home to complete unfinished business that he had previously alluded to in his conversations with her. That she should be dead, and any extension to her life is a blessing. That this is God's plan, and she has a mission here with or without Yuri's presence.
It's not enough to keep her from crumbling and crying on the floor for awhile.
Once she feels more or less cried out, Alice decides to inform Karin of Yuri's departure. The other woman is close to Yuri--almost as muchso as Alice herself is--and she deserves to know. Alice pulls herself together, dresses and washes her face, and heads over to the home that Karin shares with two other young women.
After a few deep breaths to sturdy herself, she knocks on the door.]
II. Self-indulgent prose, Ieneuer 12
[The night of the new moons finds Alice restless. In addition to the phantom pains of her lost bond, it feels as if something's crawling under her skin, burning her nerves in a desperate bid for release.
Intellectually, she knows what this is: she's built up too much magical discharge. She's studied it and thought she was prepared for it. But the sudden loss of a bond that, while strong, was too brief to fully balance her magic and the allure of the power caused by the dark sky both prove to be too much. While she retains a sense of clarity, she finds herself longing for some sort of relief and catharsis. It's almost as if her magic is woven into her grief, looking for an outlet in the face of an inability to actually do anything about her situation.
Alice knows she shouldn't attempt any type of Abjuration or healing in this state, which otherwise would have been her first choice of magic usage. The risk is too high, and she'd never forgive herself if someone else was hurt due to her carelessness. Similarly, she needs to make sure she's not in a place inside the city. She needs somewhere safe to do some damage... somewhere wild...
With that in mind Alice grabs her cloak and shoes, long silvery hair flowing uncharacteristically to her waist instead of properly tied up. She leaves a note in the cottage she used to share with Yuri, just in case, and heads into the Wilde. The plan is simple: find a target, unleash everything in a magical attack of some kind, and then hopefully be able to go home and get some rest.
She removes the cloak upon reaching the Wilde, the shift in weather making the layer no longer necessary or desirable.
Given the flooding in the deepest parts of the forests, Alice decides to stick close to the city. It isn't long before she finds a Shade, possibly once a wolf, skirting along the outer portion of a thick patch of overgrowth. That will do.
Alice closes her eyes, murmuring the word "ourabos" to herself three times--unnecessary for casting here, but a force of habit after how often she's had to recite it back home. She focuses on all of the magic burning through her, bringing it to a focal point in front of her in what she intends to be a ray of light energy targeted at the hostile creature in front of her. It's almost like how battles were back home, and for a moment she can pretend the others are with her.
However, she isn't currently adjusting for the new moons or her own physical and emotional state. The backfire is swift and powerful, an explosion of darkness that far exceeds the intended power of her light-aspected spell. The force it emits is strong enough to fell the Shade, but it also knocks her off her feet and back several yards before she ends up blacking out from the impact.
Alice awakens several hours later to daylight in what is now a pile of wilted and dying plant life. Like other witches, she's begun to take on the characteristics of the type of magic she most often casts. In her case, it's healing--her body acted on its own to heal (or at least take the edge off) her more serious injuries while she was unconscious, it seems.
Of course, she hasn't fully healed in the time she was passed out. The feeling of magic overload is gone, but she feels as if she's been hit by a truck. Slowly, she pulls herself to her feet and trudges back into the city proper.
tl;dr: Alice blows herself up trying to cast magic in the Wilde during the new moon and unconsciously heals herself a bit while knocked out. ]
III. Open, morning of Ieneuer 13
[And that's how Alice came to be huddled under a blanket in a Coven study room, disheveled and exhausted and covered in cuts and bruises and unwilling to go home as she nurses a mug of tea.
She'll still smile and warmly greet anyone who enters the room, either purposefully or by accident.]
Good morning. You're welcome to join me if you'd like. I can get you some coffee or tea.
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I'm glad it's just your blanket that needs to be replaced!
Although, selfishly, it's comforting to hear that it wasn't just me. I feared it was my fault for letting the magic get out of control after my bonded... left...
[That's still really hard to say. Alice quickly pushes on, eager to maintain the conversation at hand and not let it detour to a pity party.]
Something seemed really wrong last night.
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[ Sorry, Alice, you can try to push the conversation forward but Tsutha is more concerned about that last thing you said.
She moves to pull up a chair across from Alice, looking at her with a concerned expression. ]
What was that? Your bonded is gone? Was that... that guy, Yuri, you mentioned?
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[Alice should have realized that Tsutha wasn't going to let that go unaddressed. She nods slightly, her gaze falling a bit.]
Yes, it's Yuri that's gone. He left the city a little less than a week ago. Vanished overnight without a trace.
I knew it was a possibility, but I wasn't truly prepared for it. But I'm managing.
[She gives Tsutha a weak, not-very-convincing smile.]
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[ She's really much less concerned with her bed situation than she is with the wellbeing of her friend. ]
Is there anything I can do to help you out? Do you need, I don't know... Company or anything?
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Besides, it's clear that Tsutha is more concerned about her than about her sleeping arrangements. Right now, Alice is feeling kind-of-sort-of all right--likely due to exhaustion and having blow off both emotional and magical energy. And she's had the luxury of large cries and catharsis in the five days since he's been gone. But she's sure there will be days that are harder, and she knows that she has people in this city on whom she can depend in those times.
Tsutha is absolutely one of them. She was one of her first friends here, after all.]
I think company is what I'll need most for awhile. I should have reached out before it became so much that I had to go try and burn off my feelings with magic; I'm sorry.
[She gives Tsutha a small, somewhat sheepish smile.]
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She reaches out a hand across the table and tries to touch whatever part of Alice she can reach, be it a shoulder, an arm, or a hand of her own. ]
You don't have to apologize. I'm sure you thought you were doing what was best for you. But, you don't have to do it alone.
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I'm truly blessed to have made such good friends here like you. Thank you.
[Sniffle.]
What do you say we go get some fresh air and something to eat? I haven't had anything except this tea since last night.
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I think getting a meal sounds like a great idea.
[ She can always work on her Coven homework later. Right now? Hanging out with Alice takes precedence. ]
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Great. I'll treat.
[She gets out from under her blanket and cleans up her now-cold mug of tea.]
Shall we?