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[Open & Closed] đź’Ą check yourself before you wreck yourself
Who: Enkidu & You
When: mid Deceuer
Where: Library, around the city, the forest
What: No bond, no glory.
Warnings: Probably angst, looming fear of magic overload
(closed prompts in comments)
Open - The library
The second when they enter the library something heavy and feverish comes over them. Something that makes them desperate, as if they want to undo the choice they have made. Maybe they do not want to explode and face death once again. Maybe they want to live and work hard enough to be able to stand next to their friend again one day.
Whatever it is, you can find Enkidu frantically searching through books and making a bit of a mess. Thing is that they’re not in a mood for anything, really. All they want is to find some way to stop the pent up magic from wrecking their body.
Open - Heading out of town
Enkidu runs as fast as their feet can carry them. Of course, they could have asked anyone to bond with them. If only for a short time. But they couldn’t, it would not be right and eventually there is no other choice left than to settle with the outcome. If they were truly going to explode they rather don’t do it in the city.
Wearing an old woollen coat, a simple pair of pants and a scarf they hurry through the streets, leaving small flowers in their wake.
“Am I close to the forests yet?”
Enkidu stops briefly and any soul can see that they’re far from okay.
“Just tell me yes or no and send me in the right direction if it is a no.”
When: mid Deceuer
Where: Library, around the city, the forest
What: No bond, no glory.
Warnings: Probably angst, looming fear of magic overload
(closed prompts in comments)
Open - The library
The second when they enter the library something heavy and feverish comes over them. Something that makes them desperate, as if they want to undo the choice they have made. Maybe they do not want to explode and face death once again. Maybe they want to live and work hard enough to be able to stand next to their friend again one day.
Whatever it is, you can find Enkidu frantically searching through books and making a bit of a mess. Thing is that they’re not in a mood for anything, really. All they want is to find some way to stop the pent up magic from wrecking their body.
Open - Heading out of town
Enkidu runs as fast as their feet can carry them. Of course, they could have asked anyone to bond with them. If only for a short time. But they couldn’t, it would not be right and eventually there is no other choice left than to settle with the outcome. If they were truly going to explode they rather don’t do it in the city.
Wearing an old woollen coat, a simple pair of pants and a scarf they hurry through the streets, leaving small flowers in their wake.
“Am I close to the forests yet?”
Enkidu stops briefly and any soul can see that they’re far from okay.
“Just tell me yes or no and send me in the right direction if it is a no.”
closed to Ozymandias
They aren’t sad. No, not at all. Yet they dread to feel themselves crumbling apart again. Been there, done that and it wasn’t fun at all.
Slowly Enkidu starts to grab their clothes. A simple white, linen shirt. The pair of white pants they normally wear, a pair of soft socks. It is still very early and they dress quickly. It could be that Ozymandias was still sleeping and, to be fair, they do not wish to face him at a moment like this.
But alas, it is known that luck mostly isn’t on Enkidu’s side and the first thing they do after they walk out of their room is bumping into the pharaoh himself.
“Ah.” Enkidu closes the door carefully. “I did not know you were fond of mornings.”
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closed to Cas!Cu
They know very well that they shouldn't wait so long. They know they have to put on their big-clay-panties and get it over with. Thing is that their thoughts seem to be all over the place. Because Cu and Ozymandias were right, Gil would never accept it if his friend would allow an explosion to happen. But then again, would Gil allow them to replace him? And is their soul still able to grow like that of a human? All the other Heroic Spirits make it seem so easy. Just come to grow fond of one another and all troubles will be gone. You will change from a servant to someone with a life. One with hopes and dreams.
Because, in the end, no one wants to fight or kill. In the end they all want their lives and their freedom. Enkidu is quite sure that it doesn't work that way for them. They do not crave freedom because it has never been their purpose to be truly free. Their existence is tied to a purpose. Without that purpose there is no existence.
The sky is going dark when they arrive at the tattoo parlor. They knock the door softly and wait. Their body aches more than ever and they are sure there's a big crack running over their back.
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