[closed] and should the sky be filled with fire and smoke

[activatingcombatmode]

Who: Zack Fair & friends
When: when these threads happen
Where: where these threads happen
What: a catch-all for the month of december! threads are within. if you would like to do a thread you can contact me at michrure or at my cr meme comment!
Warnings: tba.

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[sparkstrikes]

[She didn't have a choice but to trust him, but she doesn't say as much. Neither of them had a choice. Their lives were on the line, and if they hadn't, they wouldn't be standing here to have this argument right now. That doesn't make her any more inclined to call them friends. Maybe allies, because screw the cwyld.

And she'd barely been able to handle the whole magic thing.]

It's thanks to the magic that I'm having this problem.

[Shoutout to the bond mechanic for making her suffer even more!]

So why even call them bonds if it can be with just about anyone?

[activatingcombatmode]

[Zack lets out a breath and shrugs his shoulders, his wings flapping with the motion fluidly.]

Hell, you're a hard sell. Aren't you.

[He really should have been expecting this.]

Bonding with someone you care about will make it stronger. And your magic stronger. Make the monster feel secure. It's different than with someone you don't care about or a temporary bond that's easily broken.

[A short pause.]

I just want to help you.

[sparkstrikes]

[A tough nut to crack, for sure. Lightning still isn't buying into the whole "bond" thing, or the magic and the Coven in general, but here she is, being lectured about the three things she doesn't trust at all while all of that magic is pulsing and burning under her skin.

But then he says that, and it sparks something in her. She's not sure whether it's the pain she's under of if it really is as simple as he pisses her off, but she spits back, withdrawing her arms away from him but taking a commanding step forward.]

I didn't ask for anyone's help.

[She didn't ask to be brought here, either. She didn't ask for a lot of things and they were still thrown in her face anyway. This, the fal'Cie, Serah...]

I don't care about my magic. I don't even want it.

[Sorry she's so stubborn, bud]

[activatingcombatmode]

I wasn't offering it because you were asking for it.

[Zack frowns and reaches out for her hand, taking it before she can protest.]

The more you don't want your magic the worse this is going to get.

[The scars and marks starting to burn her skin? It's only going to get worse.]

You'll end up getting sick. Or worse you'll die. Then what good are you to anyone here or back in your own world.

[sparkstrikes]

And so they just hand it to us by force?

[She snaps back almost immediately, her voice rising and echoing off of the walls of the buildings surrounding them.]

And you're okay with that?

[These "people" – whoever it is that runs this place – are no better than the fal'Cie. So why should she sit and keep her head down for them?]

[activatingcombatmode]

Yeah, we had no choice but now we're living with it! All of us are!

[Zack lets her go, his wings opening up wide.]

If I had a choice I'd rip these damn things off. But they're a part of me now. And for now, it's better than being dead. This might be the only world some of us get.

[sparkstrikes]

[Lightning backs off the moment his wings open up, her nose wrinkling. If it were her, she might have already torn them from her back; the antlers she grew two months ago were a nuisance, and she's seen first-hand what extra limbs are capable of ruining. She isn't thankful for what she does have, though, and although she'd much rather be alive, she isn't dead yet, and she isn't going to die before she finishes what she started, if she has anything to say about it. She has a sister to bring back.

But... Zack's words give Lightning pause, and the wrinkle in her nose lessens. Something about how he words it makes her stomach turn.]

Is this the only world you get?

[activatingcombatmode]

[Maybe that's why this is all such a sore spot for Zack. Seeing Lightning fight against the flow of these things gets under his skin so much and that's probably because she does have a world to go back to. The entirety of this world could be a joke to her, actually. Why else would she resist this much.]

Yeah. Back home I'm a dead man.

[Wow, that's blunt. He folds his wings back against his back and turns away.]

So some things about this world aren't so bad.