September & October Catch-All

[spiritwalks]

Who: Vyng spiritwalks and YOU
What: Catch-All for September + October. See comments for prompts!
When: Various
Where: Various

Note: Style veers wildly between prose and brackets. Just choose whatever style feels good when responding, and I'll match it ♥

Content Warnings: Listed in subject lines when applicable

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[jedies]

When it never ends.

[ because all things must, for good or for ill. ]

[spiritwalks]

Well, I haven't even started yet, so. It'd be acknowledgement, I guess.

[jedies]

That would be the best place to start.

[spiritwalks]

Okay.

[A long pause, and then:]

How does somebody acknowledge something they're too dumb to remember?

[jedies]

It's not stupidity. It is a traumatic response.

[ obi-wan breathes out quietly. ]

The best thing to do would be to follow the feelings. Every sensation or thought you can remember. And slowly acknowledge and release it.

[spiritwalks]

[Vyng visibly flinches at that. But he doesn't argue. Obi-Wan is right. He can't remember because he needed to survive, be there for his best friend, and guide him into the Waking World.

That suggestion sounds simple enough. But contemplating it feels like staring up at a mountain with no discernible path. He can't even bring himself to say the word "trauma", for god's sake.

Vyng's fingers are still digging into the boat's wood.]

I'm not sure how far I can get. I'm not even sure I'm ready.

[jedies]

[ gently, like the river. ]

Then go as far as you can. Don't go alone.

But you must do it. Ready or not.

[spiritwalks]

[Ready or not. That sense of danger, coupled with the feeling of "but I must". Letting the water pour into your lungs, and the wind push you where it may. Vyng knows it well. Every shapeshifter must experience it, in order to awaken their powers. When his own Winter Walk failed to trigger those feelings, Vyng put his piloting skills to the test by entering the world's deadliest ice race competition...with zero ambition of winning, and every intention of almost getting himself killed.

But in some ways, this is still far more difficult.]

...Do you normally go unpacking people's baggage on the first date? Or are you just a really good counselor who's always on the clock?

["Vyng, you're stalling." He can practically hear his mother's stern voice. Because he absolutely is stalling — by being a wise-ass.]

[jedies]

[ wryly. ]

I am an excellent counselor, thank you.

[ and he levels vyng with a long look. ]

And it seems like you needed to hear it.

[spiritwalks]

[Vyng quietly laughs. Excuse him, but he needed a moment of levity.]

You're right. I did...

[The smile fades. He's not sure where to start, or who to turn to. This is too much, too raw, to drop on his friends or family. Especially Tuck.]

[jedies]

[ obi-wan doesn't say anything. he only extends his hand, palm turned upward. the force moves within him, a shimmering light in his being. ]

You are not alone.

[spiritwalks]

[Obi-Wan's essence is unusually bright. Even if Vyng's eyes were closed, he'd be able to sense it. Something about his demeanor reminds him of what people expect a village Druid to be: Wise, knowledgable, disciplined. Not unlike some of the mentors Vyng had during his younger, wilder years. Even Obi-Wan's words carry the wisdom of a master. Because a Druid is never alone. Not really. Their existence is intrinsically dual, and Vyng encompasses so many things at once.

However, it is rare to be understood.

He doesn't fully understand who (or what) Obi-Wan is. But Vyng doesn't think twice. He reaches out and firmly grasps the other man's outstretched hand.]

I know. Thank you.

[jedies]

[ like vyng, obi-wan has his own senses. vyng feels like a tempest in a teacup. imbalanced in nature, but nature has never been perfectly balanced. it is subject to change, subject to the touch of all who approach it with impunity.

but obi-wan has always had a good rapport with the life force. he clasps their hands together with a smile that reaches his eyes. ]