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middleofsomewhere2022-01-28 06:01 am
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Fissures of Time: Conclusion
FISSURES OF TIME: CONCLUSION
MISSION CONCLUSION
THE BATTLE LASTS LESS THAN AN HOUR, BUT IN THAT TIME, CHANGE HAS COME. The ring of equalisers used to keep the distortion at bay are a scattered mess; some broken, others barely functioning, overheating from the power of what they had to send back into the stream of pocketed time. Shattered remains of the building-high horned mirror clutter the upturned landscape, and some speck of rain has come back with them, leaving bodies both drenched yet sweltering.
But for the mess, there's no scars or tears in reality. Everything has settled, and Kolokifi and Sylnis have disappeared. Eilifi, appearing to confront the God of Summer and Life, cannot be seen. But what does remain...
...is a floating mass of energy, drifting gently from where Kolokifi had risen from her temple. It floats down from the sky, slowly; pastel colours blending into one another, shimmering in the sun's light. Roots form as it gathers inward, reaching for the ground, and curling around the energy to cradle it. Protecting it, while branches unfurl upward to form the fingers of branches that greet the sun, tiny flowers following soon into blossom.
It meets with the ground eventually, but when it does, there's no refuge under the stiff and cracked surface. But softly, there comes a rain - from the canopy of the tree itself, to moisten the ground below, and its own plant.
The two powers mingle, and within seconds, the soil relaxes to let in the roots. A light wind rustles the branches, and an air breathes from the plant.
'Eilifi...' speaks a voice. The haze of Silifi figure appears before the shrub, a vague visual of furs, soils and vines to represent a body, tattered and spilling a golden liquid from cracks in their body. A mask on their face, but they turn to no one but what has become of their Twin - their Eili.
Another figure appears, if barely a shape of all. A mist of grey-and-silver, with strings shaping a body that hang both connected and loose. A mask with closed eyes makes their face, a third eye open at the forehead, that stays transfixed on the growth before them.
They reach out with skeletal-shaped fingertips, barely caressing the surface of the sphere before collapsing on their knees, head bowing.
'Heri...Herios...' A deep voice echoes.
The leaves of silver shimmer and wave, and a bittersweetness permeates the space.
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For the rest that had been in the distortion, they find themselves on leftover patches of soft grass. The burns from the ribbons and tendrils no longer hurt, the curse neutralised, even if the physical marks remain. These will fade slowly over the next few days, merely reminders of all that has been.
Back in the camps, the world seems calmer than it has been in a long time. There is an ease the Voidtreckers will be able to feel in the people. Something has changed; like the sun coming out after a rainstorm, there is a sense of relief in the air.
But for the mess, there's no scars or tears in reality. Everything has settled, and Kolokifi and Sylnis have disappeared. Eilifi, appearing to confront the God of Summer and Life, cannot be seen. But what does remain...
...is a floating mass of energy, drifting gently from where Kolokifi had risen from her temple. It floats down from the sky, slowly; pastel colours blending into one another, shimmering in the sun's light. Roots form as it gathers inward, reaching for the ground, and curling around the energy to cradle it. Protecting it, while branches unfurl upward to form the fingers of branches that greet the sun, tiny flowers following soon into blossom.
It meets with the ground eventually, but when it does, there's no refuge under the stiff and cracked surface. But softly, there comes a rain - from the canopy of the tree itself, to moisten the ground below, and its own plant.
The two powers mingle, and within seconds, the soil relaxes to let in the roots. A light wind rustles the branches, and an air breathes from the plant.
'Eilifi...' speaks a voice. The haze of Silifi figure appears before the shrub, a vague visual of furs, soils and vines to represent a body, tattered and spilling a golden liquid from cracks in their body. A mask on their face, but they turn to no one but what has become of their Twin - their Eili.
Another figure appears, if barely a shape of all. A mist of grey-and-silver, with strings shaping a body that hang both connected and loose. A mask with closed eyes makes their face, a third eye open at the forehead, that stays transfixed on the growth before them.
They reach out with skeletal-shaped fingertips, barely caressing the surface of the sphere before collapsing on their knees, head bowing.
'Heri...Herios...' A deep voice echoes.
The leaves of silver shimmer and wave, and a bittersweetness permeates the space.
For the rest that had been in the distortion, they find themselves on leftover patches of soft grass. The burns from the ribbons and tendrils no longer hurt, the curse neutralised, even if the physical marks remain. These will fade slowly over the next few days, merely reminders of all that has been.
Back in the camps, the world seems calmer than it has been in a long time. There is an ease the Voidtreckers will be able to feel in the people. Something has changed; like the sun coming out after a rainstorm, there is a sense of relief in the air.
"Good work out there. Sili's gonna be moving her sister and Herios to her domain - what happens now is anyone's guess, but it looks like Spring's going to be out of commission here for a while. Don't worry though, we'll be covering it. The world's gotta go through a lot more bumps before it gets where it needs to, but it's always been heading in the right direction.
"Come to the base if you need anything post mission. But oh yeah, drop off our gear there before you leave. Your craft's agreed to a hefty fee if anyone thinks about taking anything, but if it turns out you just forgot, you can let it know and it'll send it back. "
Of course.
"Feel free to keep the alcohol and medical gear - that's on us. And before I forget, a few of you - you'll be getting some messages soon. Stuff about your world - Ten-Nank's called."
THE MINISTRY WORKERS ARE AROUND, HELPING WITH THE CLEANUP. They will greet Voidtreckers warmly when they see them, pointing them in the correct direction for dropping off equipment.
It's not much longer before a message appears on their SCA's. All Voidtreckers to return to the Voidtrecker Express.
It takes time, of course, for everyone to board. But soon the train doors close, the countdown starts, and they rise into the air flying up and vanishing, out of the world and back to the kaleidoscope of the void.
OOC NOTES
OOC post. Ask questions here. Rewards go here.
Last Notes: Thanks for your engagement! We hope everyone had fun - sorry that things got abruptly hectic in the middle! Please continue with threads as you please, and don't forget your mission rewards.
A note on stealing: The ministry have a good inventory system and will notice if anything missing. Anyone who has stolen anything will be penalized in points and their name noted by the ministry. If your character would still nab things that aren't the medicine/alcohol Zhak offered please let us know in shenanigans.
If people want a scouting drone: While they can't have the ones on the planet, they can buy a version from the train store by asking for a 'Scouting Drone' under 'Weapons'. These will come with an attachable earpiece and will sync to the SCA and earpieces, so they can be used at a distance.
They're remote control, and allow for scouting an area in advance without too much movement. They will show up on SCA maps, and will also have a very tiny laser, but can't be fired too many times before needing to cool down - they're better as a deterrent.
Guns can already be bought, and there's no equivalent for the equaliser boxes.
Last Notes: Thanks for your engagement! We hope everyone had fun - sorry that things got abruptly hectic in the middle! Please continue with threads as you please, and don't forget your mission rewards.
A note on stealing: The ministry have a good inventory system and will notice if anything missing. Anyone who has stolen anything will be penalized in points and their name noted by the ministry. If your character would still nab things that aren't the medicine/alcohol Zhak offered please let us know in shenanigans.
If people want a scouting drone: While they can't have the ones on the planet, they can buy a version from the train store by asking for a 'Scouting Drone' under 'Weapons'. These will come with an attachable earpiece and will sync to the SCA and earpieces, so they can be used at a distance.
They're remote control, and allow for scouting an area in advance without too much movement. They will show up on SCA maps, and will also have a very tiny laser, but can't be fired too many times before needing to cool down - they're better as a deterrent.
Guns can already be bought, and there's no equivalent for the equaliser boxes.
Re: Train
Re: Train
She opens her eyes one at a time as Trunks slides in, leaning in for a kiss and nuzzle on the cheek once he finally settles. Even as she does, her right hand starts to drift toward his upper back, as though seeking to demonstrate her statement.
"Seriously, though. I just had a feeling we both needed to relax. Get warm and close someplace quiet."
Re: Train
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Her hand begins to knead circles on his shoulder.
"Turn around."
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"Close your eyes and relax," she says. "Don't worry about our surroundings. I've got that covered."
She brings her other hand around and starts to rub slowly, gently, but firmly along his shoulders and upper back.
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So her hands maintain strict discipline, seeking only to massage his shoulders and trapezius muscles. She breathes deeply but softly, unconsciously matching his rhythms as she keeps her senses open to him.
And to anyone who might come barging in, of course. But mostly to him.
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Gradually she starts to move her a little lower, and press a little bit firmer - but never too much. She'll do everything she can to make sure this quiet lasts as long as it can.
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Trunks would have her back and be there for her, whether she needed it or not.
Right then he was relaxing slowly, letting her touch soothe and calm tense muscles. Letting her ki burn bright right by him. Their breathing was in synch, and he let her do her work.
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Maybe she'd just gotten lucky. Or maybe it was Fate, waiting until she'd well and truly grown up before bringing her to where she'd find it. Either way, she wouldn't want to be anywhere else, with anyone else, than this pool, on this train, with this man.
And she'll be staying in this moment for a long while - not even speaking for...she's not sure how long. She's barely above their own breathing - and still massaging him - when she finally breaks that silence.
"We really let it all out today, didn't we?"
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She leans in ever so slightly closer to whisper in his ear.
"So what'd you think?"
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"But also, it reminds me. I wanted to talk to you about something. Give you the choice of whether you wanted to be involved or not, even though it'll be dangerous."
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She is, naturally, smiling her Cassiest smile. It subsides slightly as he continues talking. But her hands remain as they were, still doing their gentle work.
"Whatever it is, you know I'm up for it."
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"So, apparently Saiyans--at least if they have their tail, and no I have no tail. I don't know if I ever did--can turn into something called and Oozaru. It's a giant monster sized ape. It's supposed to be really really powerful, and if you have a strong will, you can gain control of the form so you're not just a mindless berserker. Father wants to see if he can control it, sometime, on an appropriate stop. It requires specific waves emitted usually by the moon."
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She plants a quick kiss on him before he continues. She certainly hadn't been blind to the new level he'd fought at in the last battle, either.
"And you'd like to have a second around in case something goes wrong? Someone with a big pair of scissors, for instance?"
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Now Trunks pulled away a bit, only to turn and take Cassie's hands. Blue-eyes were serious as they looked into her own. "And it will be dangerous, Cassie. You could die. I could die." Now Trunks moved to lean his forehead against hers, reached one hand up to hold her cheek and jaw. "Neither Father or I want that. But I also know I can't deny you the choice to be involved if you want. I very much do want you safe." He loved her, wanted her nowhere near the danger in some ways. But because he loved her, Trunks knew he had to let Cassie make this choice.
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"I know Vegeta's not someone you want to fuck with," she says. "Anything that could make him go berserk isn't something to take lightly."
A long pause before she inevitably continues.
"So if nothing else, you won't be able to say I didn't know the risks before I signed up. You know I'm in."
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"Good. It's settled, then."
Her body weight is subtly shifting, encouraging even more gentle touching.
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One more very soft and brief kiss, before he's pulling back gently. "We done with the spa?" With a head-tilt; time to go find somewhere private? Preferably their room.
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"Yeah. Let's take this someplace cozy."