Our Shimmering Lady of Unerring Purpose (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
shimmershimmer) wrote2014-11-30 08:51 pm
shimmershimmer) wrote2014-11-30 08:51 pm
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Lost Souls
[You don't wake up, exactly, but at some point you come to. There's something wrong with you, a numbness and translucency. Should you try to touch something, your hand will pass through it. Why, it's as if you were a ghost. So that's the bad news. Sorry about that. The good news is that mentally, you've woken up entirely. You remember the real truth of who you are, your relationship to your so-called "family," and all the other lies you've been fed by the Shimmering Lady.
You can move freely around what you will soon realize to be the village. The reason why it may take moment of realization is simply because it doesn't look anything like you remember it. The sky is black, the grass is dead, and the cottages are run-down and shoddy concrete buildings. The pond is dirty, and there are no animals whatsoever, anywhere.
And the temple. It's more like a storehouse than a temple. The Shimmering Lady is there, or that mass of flesh and tendrils that calls itself the Shimmering Lady...
She doesn't seem to see or hear you. When the others exit their "homes," neither will they. And there's some strange force keeping you within the walls...]
((Popcorn, mingle, curse the Lady, etc! Also! There will be a special thing for you to do here once Night 01 starts. Watch for it~ :>))
You can move freely around what you will soon realize to be the village. The reason why it may take moment of realization is simply because it doesn't look anything like you remember it. The sky is black, the grass is dead, and the cottages are run-down and shoddy concrete buildings. The pond is dirty, and there are no animals whatsoever, anywhere.
And the temple. It's more like a storehouse than a temple. The Shimmering Lady is there, or that mass of flesh and tendrils that calls itself the Shimmering Lady...
She doesn't seem to see or hear you. When the others exit their "homes," neither will they. And there's some strange force keeping you within the walls...]
((Popcorn, mingle, curse the Lady, etc! Also! There will be a special thing for you to do here once Night 01 starts. Watch for it~ :>))
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But things are different now because Kimblee did something that was surprisingly not completely self-centered and Isaac kind of hates him for it. It's much easier to hate Kimblee when he's doing jerkass things as opposed to when he does something halfway nice, regardless of his reasons.
It just reminds Isaac why he actually trusted this man in the first place, and that's the last thing he wants to deal with right now.
He doesn't approach Kimblee right away though. First he seeks out Banjou and then he spends some time alone, trying to figure out what to say to Kimblee. Some part of him was hoping that Kimblee would show up and at least offer some sort of half-assed apology for nearly getting Isaac killed repeatedly (and then actually getting him killed). But no, he shouldn't be surprised when Kimblee doesn't show.
So he finally approaches the other alchemist, expression stoic as usual.]
It's about time you showed up.
[He hesitates for a moment and then adds onto that awkwardly.]
...Thanks for not letting me burn, I guess.
[WELL HE TRIED]
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[The greeting is blunt, almost alarmingly flat-affected; he doesn't seem terribly sure what to do with himself, hang on.]
It was a matter of personal responsibility, that's all. Don't read too much into it.
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I'm not going to make that mistake again.
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[He doesn't...relax, exactly; it's more that he seems to be trying to force some of the awkwardness out. It doesn't quite work; he's still obviously wound more than a bit too tight.]
None of this was your fault; I did what I could to ensure you wouldn't be destroyed simply because you didn't deserve it.
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[Man, this is really awkward, isn't it?]
I appreciate the effort.
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[From the look of it, he seems to have decided that distance is the best way to deal with the awkwardness; his tone is becoming rather clipped, and he doesn't seem sure of what to do with his hands before finally settling on slipping them into his pockets.]
Is that all?
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Yeah, that's it. I won't waste any more of your time.
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If you have something to say to me, then say it.
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...I don't-- I don't know, alright? I don't know what to say to you.
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[His gaze flicks a bit to the rest of the compound, uh.]
...Obviously, but other than that, I mean.
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I don't know what to say right now. Give me some time and I'll figure everything out.
[Hopefully he can go back to just being angry after he's had some time to distance himself from everything that happened here.]
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[And his tone is back to being clipped; as far as he's concerned that's the end of it today.]