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abraxaslogs2024-06-05 12:21 pm
theidlemaiden) wrote in abraxaslogs2024-06-05 12:21 pm
theidlemaiden) wrote in abraxaslogs2024-06-05 12:21 pm
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I packed little camping stools. They should be in there.
[ She gestures, pointing to a shape rolled up in canvas.
It's the only reason she reluctantly extracts herself from Sylvain's arms knowing that he'll be more than capable of doling out the food. As she pulls out the chairs she gives Claude a noise little click of her tongue. ]
We can't keep feeding him food like this he's going to get a little pudgy and then we're going to have to put him on a diet! Also - [ One chair is placed down with a huff. ] You've done more than enough damage already today, mister.
[ As she turns to set up the other two chairs she says - ]
I bet the tent will last about ten minutes once we climb inside.
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[ he calls this back to Hilda with a laugh as he starts portioning out their breakfast onto plates, figuring that was easier.
But he softens his words by casting a wink in Claude's direction. ]
Don't worry, babe, I like sleeping out under the stars.
And I'm sure Khurshid will be fine sharing some of our breakfast with us. He's a growing boy, after all. And when he starts flying around more, he's gonna be burning way more energy, right? [ He's never actually raised a wyvern before - they weren't typically native to Faerghus, not liking the colder weather up there. It's why horses and pegasus were far more common. So he was still learning this as he goes.
And if he wiggles a piece of bacon to the baby wyvern to lure him out of the tree, well...
Hilda can't yell at him, it's his birthday. ]
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Look, I'm not going to protest the stars either. They might happen to be one of my favorite things, after all.
[ He's also absolutely going to take this moment to cheerfully wrap an arm around Hilda's shoulders for the sake of leaning down to leave an obnoxious kiss on her cheek while reaching with the other hand to take the chairs from her. After releasing her he waves a hand to the chair set up for Sylvain to take a seat - birthday boy privileges, after all, and that comes with a kiss on the cheek for the other man, too - and busies himself with the rest of the chairs. One for Hilda next, of course.
Khurshid, meanwhile, stopped his goal of confetti-ing the desert to keep a careful watch on that bacon and swoops down from the tree to perch on Sylvain's shoulder. There's an expectant trill afterwards for that snack, though a small crease of thought appears between his brows. ]
I dunno about a diet since he's eating just fine, but - I would've thought he'd be a little bigger by now since it's been a year. He's still about the same size as when we found him, though now he can flap around short distances.
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[ She knows that Claude is referencing his nickname for her but she presses a palm to his face with a mock expression of disgust all the same. That doesn't stop the telltale sign of her lips twitching into a smile. That mock expression of disgust turns into horror when she realizes what Sylvain is doing. ]
Sylvain - don't feed him too much bacon!
[ What was that about not yelling at him because he's the birthday boy?
With the chairs set up she sits herself down into one rather unceremoniously and watches Khrushid happily much away on the bacon with a thoughtful look on her face. ]
He would have grown by now. It's been months. You don't think being pulled here by the portal did something to him, do you?
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[ He doesn't sound all that remorseful, even as he slips the baby wyvern another piece of bacon. he's pretty sure their friendship is entirely based on bribery and food at this point, since he has no idea what he's doing with the wyvern half the time. But he just casts Hilda a wink as he moves to settle down with a plate of food.
Although her pondering aloud has him thinking of something else he'd been wondering over in the days since that strange event that had flung them so far into the future. ]
What if being pulled here did something to all of us? [ He munched on a piece of bacon himself as he glanced between them, unsure if he should be bringing this up right now. ] Birthdays aside, how do we know if any of us are aging, or if time is somehow... stopped for us? Last I checked, none of us were immortal, and I know arguments can be made that we were all just hallucinating whatever happened, but... That was a whole lot of years we were essentially just the same, if not more powerful.
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Before he can share anything resembling a theory, what Sylvain says gets his attention and his gaze falls on the other man in an instant. ]
I've thought about that before myself. Especially since from what I've heard from other Summoned about those who've left and come back... when you return home it's apparently like you were never here at all. [ Concerning enough as he presses his lips into a line for a second before continuing with the rest of that thought. ] And without aging, I'd presume, even if you're us and have been here for years now. But I don't think we have to look any farther than the magic we suddenly have that we didn't before to know we're being affected by something about being here.
[ Not comforting, but: he agrees with them both when it comes to both the baby wyvern and themselves. ]
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...At least he's still working away on that bacon that Uncle Sylvain gave him.
It takes her a minute to respond as she settles back into her seat, precariously balancing the plate of food in her lap. That has less to do with ensuring the food is just out of Khrushid's reach and more to do with pondering the thing Sylvain had brought up. ]
Well speak for yourself, Claude. I thought I saw a grey hair on your head when I was washing it.
[ The teasing tone fades, a little furrow left behind in its wake. ]
I'd still like to think that those years as gods didn't actually happen. [ Some for obvious reasons that she'd rather not dwell on. ] But magic never affected us like this at home. At least not in a semi-positive way.
It's not like I'm rushing to age and get wrinkles any time soon but there have been physical changes to some of the Summoned. Alucard had me make a ring for him that would cover up some of his exposed bone on his finger. And if the magic can do that then I guess stopping physical aging isn't out of the question.
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...Do I want to know why Alucard has exposed bone on his finger? That sounds... painful? Maybe you should have sent him to a healer rather than making him a pretty trinket to hide it?
[ he's probably gonna get smacked for that suggestion, but he's honestly a little grossed out right now. Bones are supposed to be on the inside, after all, and he knows how bad it is when they are not. ]
Anyway, we know this place somehow has a way of messing with time - our own memories of home are proof enough of that. But yeah, the reports of those who've left and returned aside... maybe we're just somehow outside of time here? I mean, if we're returned to the moment we left, that would be pretty weird if we showed back up like, twenty years older than when we left.
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Is... that something new?
[ Something else the changes here are responsible for? It's been a minute since he's stopped to talk to Alucard, but he's pretty sure he would've noticed any exposed bone before. Still, Sylvain's (mostly) asked what else he wanted to know so he chews the inside of his cheek and watches the wyvern before continuing. ]
I suppose what comes to mind most is that if we had any memories of being here, then surely Hilda would have mentioned it to me since technically she's arrived first if we think about it from what we left behind. The same for you, Sylvain, since you would've told Felix and he wouldn't have been surprised to hear about other timelines to be in Cadens. Maybe that's stretching it a bit, but. [ On second thought, he doesn't actually have a thought to complete that other than a barely audible sigh. ] I suppose now we have to hope those changes actually are positive and not something else.
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It definitely wasn't there before we got kicked into that crater.
[ And then to Sylvain's point - ]
That was my first thought but he didn't want to make a big deal about it because it didn't hurt. So I made a ring that could act as a case for it instead.
[ Khurshid, sensing that she was distracted attempts to snap at the bacon but she sees it just in time leaving him snapping at air. If a wyvern could pout, Khurshid would be the poster child. She gives him a reprimanding boop on the nose before continuing. ]
I guess if you consider potentially turning into gods a positive thing that's one possibility. We've already all gotten some kind of power and most of them seem harmless but I'd just rather they leave our memories - and us - alone. We've already been through so much to get to this point. And if anything tried to take that away...
[ Her brow furrows as her voice trails off as her eyes darken at the thought of losing either of them again. ]
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[ He watches poor Khurshid's struggles and is tempted to toss him another bite of bacon, but he has a feeling Hilda would do a lot worse than boop his nose. So he eats it himself instead, listening as they debate the complicated tangle that is their lack of knowledge when it comes to how this place is connected to their own differing times. ]
I think the turning into gods is more a neutral thing, honestly - the good or bad comes with what we do with it, right? [ Although he's not sure they'll agree with him. They'd both had a far more complicated experience than he had with all those centuries of godhood. ] Although it would be really nice if the other so-called gods in this place actually had some answers for us. Or maybe the Singularity started to feel chatty with us, since we're supposed to be so "special" here. I feel like, no matter how long we've been here, we're still no closer to understanding the how and why of it.
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Claude's about to remind Khurshid not to be so dramatic - not that he'd know anything about being that himself, of course - but the conversation successfully distracts him away from wyvern antics. All of it is too much of a puzzle they've never come any closer to answering in their time here just as they've all said in varying ways. Time that's only stretching on longer with each day, week, and month, and yet. ]
I suppose, but I can't say the gods that've visited us have been exactly helpful even if there were other circumstances going on when the three of them showed up to be our supposed friends. Maybe if something else happens I'll shift my opinion to neutral but right now it's something decidedly less favorable.
[ A pause, just in case said gods are listening and decide to smite him for that and to not ruin their timing, but when nothing happens he continues. ]
I've seen others mention - [ with a wave in front of his face meant to encompass the mind writing - ] visiting the Singularity in the Horizon before. I wandered by it not long after arriving and nothing much happened, but maybe it'd be worth trying again. Especially if we happen to get different reactions, for whatever that might tell us.
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I'll let him know.
[ The concern Sylvain shows is sweet but not all together unsurprising. It's just another reason why she feels the way she does for him.
Sulking wyvern of the year aside, she keeps her hold firmly around the creature's belly. And to show that she really wasn't all that upset with him, she offers his belly a little rub. Soon enough the denial of bacon seems to be forgiven and forgotten if the purring from the back of Khurshi'd throat is any indication.
It's a soothing sound for a not very easy to digest topic. ]
You're not wrong about us potentially becoming gods some day being a neutral thing. But I still don't want to become a god.
[ Of course she wanted to live, but she didn't want to live forever even if forever meant a fraction of the future that they'd seen. The furrow between her brow deepens. ]
Do you really think we should walk by the Singularity? I mean, I guess at the end of the day that's the thing that really brought all of us here but I don't know it'll give us any kind of straight answer. And speaking of the Singularity - have either of you felt this weird compulsion to spend more time in the Horizon since coming back?