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pawnstorm2016-11-09 11:02 pm
rememberher) wrote in pawnstorm2016-11-09 11:02 pm
[CLOSED] Back to the world
Who: Lux and Allen
When: Slightly forward-dated to November 10th
Where: Petrosian
What: After sleeping for nearly a month, Lux wakes up to an unexpected guest.
Rating: PG I guess idk
Warnings: There is only pain here.
The room was cold and dark, the smallest glimmer of golden Chrysanth moonslight filtering in from her curtains that early morning when Lux finally awoke. Her head felt muzzy and heavy, it was hard to say whether she was still asleep or awake; a fuzzy, hazy heat settling between her eyes like a shroud. Everything seemed to hurt, and even sitting up felt like a chore, her body hot-cold and shivering gently despite her trying to will it to stop.
Ah. It wasn't this bad when she fell asleep, maybe she shouldn't have put off going to the clinic.
Everything felt heavy, detached and somehow very surreal, like she was both in and outside of her own body. In control of her movements yet somehow watching from a distance. Sitting up and pulling the downy white comforter off her, she swept her feet around the side of the bed, standing slowly. Not slowly enough to keep the dizzy rush from holding her there briefly, but pushing through it, she made the very short walk from her bed to the window. Drawing the curtain back slightly, looking down at the street below...
And stopping quite suddenly, her hand holding the curtain open, the lights from the street flooding in.
It was different. The leaves on the trees were gone, and a glittering frost clung to their branches. It blanketed the road, and the clouds looked like it might snow at any moment. It was nothing like the night before—it was far too early for a cold snap like this. Standing there, silhouetted by the lamplights down below, Lux felt lightheaded, that dull, gnawing ache in her body and heat between her eyes miles away. Was she still dreaming, or—
...The moons. Hanging in the sky, illuminating the street with their golden light, her heart stopped. The last that she saw them, they had been dark. Dread settling in, Lux froze, her hand holding the curtain like it was her only anchor to the world.
She had fallen into another deep sleep, hadn't she..?
The gentle coo of Berenice startled her and, turning quickly, Lux stopped. Staring not because of the griffin sitting there, craning her neck to see and getting quite ready to leap toward the mage, but whose lap the creature was resting on. Because surely she was imagining it, this was a dream, right?
"Allen..?"
Her voice dusty and hoarse, Lux stared, not daring to move. Why was he..?
When: Slightly forward-dated to November 10th
Where: Petrosian
What: After sleeping for nearly a month, Lux wakes up to an unexpected guest.
Rating: PG I guess idk
Warnings: There is only pain here.
The room was cold and dark, the smallest glimmer of golden Chrysanth moonslight filtering in from her curtains that early morning when Lux finally awoke. Her head felt muzzy and heavy, it was hard to say whether she was still asleep or awake; a fuzzy, hazy heat settling between her eyes like a shroud. Everything seemed to hurt, and even sitting up felt like a chore, her body hot-cold and shivering gently despite her trying to will it to stop.
Ah. It wasn't this bad when she fell asleep, maybe she shouldn't have put off going to the clinic.
Everything felt heavy, detached and somehow very surreal, like she was both in and outside of her own body. In control of her movements yet somehow watching from a distance. Sitting up and pulling the downy white comforter off her, she swept her feet around the side of the bed, standing slowly. Not slowly enough to keep the dizzy rush from holding her there briefly, but pushing through it, she made the very short walk from her bed to the window. Drawing the curtain back slightly, looking down at the street below...
And stopping quite suddenly, her hand holding the curtain open, the lights from the street flooding in.
It was different. The leaves on the trees were gone, and a glittering frost clung to their branches. It blanketed the road, and the clouds looked like it might snow at any moment. It was nothing like the night before—it was far too early for a cold snap like this. Standing there, silhouetted by the lamplights down below, Lux felt lightheaded, that dull, gnawing ache in her body and heat between her eyes miles away. Was she still dreaming, or—
...The moons. Hanging in the sky, illuminating the street with their golden light, her heart stopped. The last that she saw them, they had been dark. Dread settling in, Lux froze, her hand holding the curtain like it was her only anchor to the world.
She had fallen into another deep sleep, hadn't she..?
The gentle coo of Berenice startled her and, turning quickly, Lux stopped. Staring not because of the griffin sitting there, craning her neck to see and getting quite ready to leap toward the mage, but whose lap the creature was resting on. Because surely she was imagining it, this was a dream, right?
"Allen..?"
Her voice dusty and hoarse, Lux stared, not daring to move. Why was he..?
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A depressing, somewhat worrisome if he would let himself dwell on it, frustratingly debilitating with all the reminders there's still a lot to be done and fighting still—and that this was obviously biological warfare. And most frustrating maybe at realizing he was actually feeling the side effects of it, general hardiness notwithstanding. And then there was what he hoped might be a cure instead just being a miracle growth formula thing for hair... again???
Which is why he flashes a somewhat sheepish smile and a weak sort of laugh—which begs a cough that he covers up with one gloved hand.—and will tug a little on her wrist to insist she stay where she is. Ah... he should have guessed she'd overreact like that. Lux don't even. There's no point. Also he was resting?? Just... while sitting up?? ]
It's alright, I've been sick for a while. [ ahaha... ha...
Funny story. ]
At least this way we don't have to worry about infecting each other?
[ silver lining!!! because there was no way she would have woken up to see him if he thought he might have infected her ]
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Ah, if her head didn't feel like it was full of cotton and heat, she might be able to suss this out, but instead the slight blond was left somewhat confused. Sighing almost helplessly, she settled down again, instead putting a hand atop the one that covered her wrist as if to say she didn't like this. She didn't like it one bit. ]
For how long?
[ ...She'll let that second comment pass for now, but not completely, judging from the absolute wry look she gave him. Really? You were going to joke about something so serious? ]
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She gets a softer sort of smile at that. The small sort of one that's whimsical and hard to read, the one that's like fingers-to-lips quiet secrecy. ]
I'm not sure. [ LIE MAYBE LIE he ignored the signs until he couldn't ignore them anymore, so he's kind of willfully uncertain. There were a lot of instances where he might have contracted it. ]
There's been a lot of fighting—sometime during that, I suppose.
[ But he knows she wasn't among those in the forest—he was looking and it's why he found she was asleep her— ] It's over now, for the most part. Most of us have been ordered back here with a possible cures to distribute for everyone.
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[ Sideways look? What sideways look.
He might be rubbing a little at the back of his neck. Which what is indeed a long white ponytail is getting in the way of now.
How irritating. ]
There are some side-effects.
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[ There was a certain pang in her voice, staring up at him with a mixture of concern and guilt. Did that mean then that they had been fighting Noir, or had another dungeon appeared? Had she once again managed to sleep through her responsibilities here, leaving others to fight in her stead? People like Yoosung or Soo-Won, who were still new; the former at least seeming ill-suited for combat to say the least.
Her gaze lowering slightly, she lightly bit the inside of her lip, unable to quite look at him. Whereas before she might bemoan not being able to fight, insisting that there must be something that she could do, Lux remembered just how that went. So she bit back her words, her countenance dimming as she inwardly scolded herself.
The conversation with Masamune, she should have... said something. But even she thought that the likelihood of this strange illness (now plague) was related. Allen all but confirmed it, and angry at herself for a multitude of reasons. she closed her eyes. ]
I should have—
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A cure?
[ Opening her eyes quickly, Lux looked up at him, a revitalized light of hope burning in those tired, somewhat glassy blue eyes. Even if it wasn't proven yet, that was—
Wait, what sort of side effects? Blinking a few times, watching him awkwardly fidget at the back of his neck where he might have normally just rubbed it uncomfortably, did that mean...
Wait.
She couldn't see well in the dark— really, she could hardly see at all, a nice little perk of being a light mage. But she thought something looked a bit off about him before and, pausing with a somewhat confused blink, she brought a hand up over his shoulder. ]
Light the way.
[ A gentle orb of light hovering over her left hand, she peered over his shoulder, around his back and— ]
...
[ At least she was quick to throw her other hand over her mouth. Although she wasn't quick enough to catch the surprised half-laugh from escaping, or the cough that it triggered. Gods, are you serious, Allen who made you a guinea pig? Please tell her they paid you... ]
O... oh. I see.
[ Don't laugh, Lux. Whatever you do! ]
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And even if it doesn't, you can practically hear the tch in his voice when his eyes slide to the other side now. It's not even that this is a side-effect, it's that this isn't the first time... He tends to procrastinate when it comes to getting his hair cut—is this some kind of payback?! ]
It's not the same for everyone. Or at least I don't think it is. [ grump ]
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Lux—I brought some back for you. [ His eyes flick back; gentle and more sober.
He doesn't seem overburdened with worry and emotion now that's she's awake, no, because of it being cut short by how distraught she seemed and that he should be the one to say it's calm and nothing is that strange or out of the ordinary, but...
That's how Allen is. A gentle sort of concern to the point of not burdening others with it, and tempered by the faith in them to persevere. ]
I didn't know what to do while you were still asleep, but... it might help now. You should take them.
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[ That one she didn't bite back, said from behind her hand with an absolutely bright giggle, even if she still sounded terribly hoarse. ]
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Although the small fit of giggles seems to have brought a brief coughing spell with it, and hunching over one hand as she brings a hand to her mouth, Lux does her best to keep smiling. ]
I'm sorry, it's just... I wasn't expecting it is all! I like it, it suits you.
[ Taking a few breaths to try to calm that cough down, she lets her hand fall again, this time to her lap. Eyes lowering slightly, her smile turns somewhat inward, gaze directed downward at her hands instead of at him. ]
You didn't have to. Thank you.
[ She was never very good at taking the time to take care of herself, so the thought of someone else doing so... it still felt a bit odd. ]
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Erm. ] Ah..
[ Did he seem to perk up a little? Yes he did. Maybe. A little. More like a chickadee than anything terribly majestic though.
Maybe he.. won't rush to cut his hair all that quickly..He does pat her back gently though, when she's wracked by a coughing fit like that. Soothingly until it begins to subside. ]
Of course I was going to. [ Why is that surprising?? He'd do that for anyone. Nobody should have to suffer this without relief. ] Here, there's something else—
[ Which is his cue to reach for the satchel he'd carried with him on the trip that's been resting on the floor, a crystal clink of glass as vials click together. ]
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Still, she didn't seem to mind as much, looking up at him thankfully as he patted her back. Forcing a few deep breaths in, she managed to stabilize herself, exhaling in mild relief.
(Although he nearly started it again with his very matter-of-fact response. Because Allen did you really have to put it that way?) ]
Hm?
[ Piquing her interest, Lux leaned over, brushing a few strands that had freed themselves from her braid back over her shoulder. Something else? ]
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But it's not a glass vial he brings up, not yet at least, probably she should get something to eat first anyway with how long she's been asleep, but...
What he does hold up for her to see is much smaller than that. And would perhaps be hard to see in the dark, except that it glistens in the light from the window.
A gold band wrought like a vine. ] This is for you too.
[ Is he giving her a ring like it's the most straightforward and simple thing in the world? Yes he is. Because he's also not thinking about it being anything other than a mass-produced anti-zombie plague ring.
look he's practical ok ]
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It was probably medicine of some kind, she really shouldn't get so excited— ]
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It's gorgeousWAIT HOLD ON BACK UP.
Looking down at the band, suddenly her face felt much hotter than it had previously. Because Allen were you serious right now?! What in Heaven's name—
A ring.
Why were you
Like it was nothing.
What???!
Suddenly looking up at him, the light spell she cast still active, her face was a very concerning shade of pink, flushed by a very different sort of fever. ]
Allen, you—
[ Ohhh, she felt dizzy. ]
What—what is this?
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Ah... a ring? [ no of course she can see that
um ]
—it's enchanted. To help contain the spread of the virus. [ And it'll take him a second, but he tugs the glove off his right hand with a practiced nip of teeth (he is holding the ring in his left, after all) and holds his hand up so she might see.
Matching band? Matching band. ]
It's fine, I have one too.
[ this is the picture of blind innocence ]
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And at first, her mind goes in an wholly different direction as he boyishly tugs at his glove, revealing a matching band. Swallowing down hard, it isn't necessarily dread that washes through her, but...
Allen, she had no idea you could be so forward!? It—it was romantic sure, but really? REALLY?
but if he's wearing it on the right... should she put it on her right hand or her le—NOPE NOT THINKING ABOUT THIS RIGHT NOW. ]
...Ah.
[ Somehow the "this will help you feel better" nature of the gift seems to go over her head. Probably the actual fever, rather than the one he caused that was currently beginning to spread even to her ears.
You said she was awake earlier, Allen, now she's not quite so sure.
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what's "romantic" and can he eat itNo, excuse you, he's a gentleman so of course he understands romance and holds it on such a terribly high pedestal that it's unlikely something he'll ever really end up having anything to do with it.
Also he fails to see anything even remotely romantic in his giving her the same sort of ring all of them infected with the virus have. It's hardly a big deal when they're all wearing the same one. Although it's true he did find the choice of a ring a little odd...
But at her rather muted response and firey red appearance, he seems a bit stumped. Quizzical even. And will touch the back of two fingers to her forehead. Ah, hot.. ]
Lux, are you alright? [ Ducking his head a bit to peer closer in a growing gentle concern. Is it normal for someone to be that red because of a fever?? ]
Maybe you should lie back down. You look like you're burning up.
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You brought this upon yourself. ]
H-huh?
[ Was she—oh there was his hand to her forehead again.
Unfortunately this was the type of fever that even his magical this-isn't-actually-romantic-he-swears ring won't cure. ]
I-I'm fine, really!
[ Taking the ring from his left hand now, trying to not even so much as look at him. Gods, she's never been so embarrassed in her life. What does she even do with this. WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE A RING WHY WAS HE GIVING HER
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CAN WE STOP TALKING ABOUT WHAT IT ISN'T
Also he looks less than convinced at her stammered protest, but is too polite to call her on it. ]
Ah... [ Right.
Still he should clarify, holding one finger up helpfully. ]
With it you won't have to worry about infecting anyone by just touching them or mana exchange. Although they said even with them we should take precautions anyway... [ Which.. should he tell her about the suggestion of quarantining themselves?
...
Nah.. He didn't really listen to that part anyway when there are things they could be doing to aid finding a cure... ]
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Probably.
Doing her best to not fidget where she sat, because he was making this so incredibly awkward, Lux hesitantly slips the ring on her right hand, a rather complicated look on her face. Don't think too hard about this one, Lux. It's probably... not what you think.
It couldn't be.
After all, it's Allen, he's too simple-minded when it comes to this sort of thing to actually think that way.
fml. again.And as she slips it on her ring finger, the effects are somewhat immediate. Not all-healing, of course, but suddenly she feels like she can breathe a little easier. Still quite warm (that wasn't going away, was it?), her head felt a bit less fuzzy as well. Ah, that was a bit better.
Still, what his explanation implied... ]
...We aren't close to finding a cure, then. Are we?
[ It was a surprise that they let them walk around without other precautions, then. Shouldn't there be some kind of quarantine? Although if this stopped the spread... ]
What about the others? The people living here in Petrosian? Are they...
[ Are they all right? ]
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