ezra_of_lothal: (Ezra concentrating by redacreuse)
Ezra Bridger ([personal profile] ezra_of_lothal) wrote in [community profile] deercountry2022-07-07 07:52 pm

[July catchall] There's no safe place, no sanctuary

Who: Ezra Bridger [personal profile] ezra_of_lothal and you!
What: a july catch-all with various semi-open starts
When: Post-boatgate, mid Chara's rampage, and the rest of the month
Where:  Centered around Cassandra, but could be anywhere 

Content Warnings: Violent death, grief, hauntings. May be updated here and have cws in thread subject lines
hopesparks: (02)

funeral | ota (cw: death, grief, funerary rites)

[personal profile] hopesparks 2022-07-08 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ Anakin doesn't remember how he got here. He vaguely remembers running in blistering-hot-freezing-cold rain, feeling too numb to notice the pain. His mind is stuck on loop, hearing only that quiet 'goodbye' over and over. When he finds Ezra's body, the loop stutters to a stop. All that's left is silence and numbness.

He doesn't know how long it is before he drapes his outer robe over the body (not Ezra, no longer Ezra). Under the numbness his logical mind is still going.

Dry wood. Kindling. Incense.

As if in response to his mental checklist, the rain starts to fall up instead of down as he carries Ezra's body to a more out-of-the-way area of Cassandra. There's no sense in alarming people, no need for a public display. He thinks he should call someone but he doesn't. He's as single-minded as a broken droid now.

Dry wood. Kindling. Incense.

He searches for wood and kindling. Finding anything dry is nearly impossible now, but he tries. He stacks the wood like he's solving one of his 3D puzzles. He tucks kindling in it. He levitates Ezra's body to the top of the pyre. He hesitates only a moment before lighting the pyre.

His corner of the Trench feels wrong. Broken prayers fall from numb lips and rain falls up as his friend's pyre burns down. ]
jedies: (We can try to understand them)

sorry for the lateness!

[personal profile] jedies 2022-07-14 11:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ it was like a gong. one solid blow that reverberates throughout trench. it's a wonder no one else heard it. obi-wan's very body shook all the way down to his bones, a tremor he could not quell. and the worst part of it was the aching familiarity of it. the way it clenched over his heart like the vice, the way his breathing just stops and the world —

and the world doesn't end even when it should.

his hands go to his chest, fingers tightening over the material. he rouses himself, half-awake, half-asleep, chasing where it ends. where the world should end. but obi-wan already knows he'll find nothing. that he'll stand there and there will be nothing.

he's done this before.

obi-wan manages to stp himself, leaning against a lamp-post heavily. his breathing comes out in short staccato gasps. failure burns through his body and saps at his strength. he failed another. he failed a padawan. his in a way, even his heart wavers to say it.

he shifts from the lamppost to wander the town of trench. searching like a ghost. he'll find nothing, but he has to try and fail. ]
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[personal profile] jedies 2022-07-14 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ jedi do not have belongings. save their lightsabers. but the lightsabers of late feel like gravemarkers in obi-wan's hand, left to him, as the last. he doesn't want to take it. he doesn't want to carry any more lightsabers.

he takes it anyway. ]

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[personal profile] drawsghosts 2022-07-15 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
As the descendant of Aloysius Kallig, Talwyn has an affinity for ghosts. He can sense them, and they are drawn towards him, like a moth to the flame. In some cases, he brings out strong emotions in them.

Talwyn's cleaning his house at the moment, sweeping the floor, when he senses it. Like a whisper in his ear, or a brush across the back of his neck. He pauses and looks around. Did a ghost from his world follow him here?

"Who's there?"
drawsghosts: (05)

[personal profile] drawsghosts 2022-07-19 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Talwyn senses something come into focus and turns his head in that direction, fingers tensing on the broom, as if he's prepared to use it as a weapon. Force ghosts aren't anything to sneeze at.

When he hears the voice, more in his head than aloud, his eyes widen. "Ezra?" Any sense of relief that it's the Jedi and not a vengeful Sith is immediately swept away by the implication. If he's sensing a ghost and hearing Ezra, then... "Are you dead? How? When?"

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hammerbearer: (Default)

Location: Feed, Gaia's Home

[personal profile] hammerbearer 2022-07-16 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
They've talked before, Gaia and Ezra. Though mostly in passing. Is it connection enough or just a coincidence? Well either way, the spirit might find himself manifesting in an unfamiliar dwelling.

Restoration has been recent and furniture is almost non-existant in most rooms. Even though the teenager has been branching out into other rooms of the home, the kitchen; where she had started her shelter in this place and spent so much time when the rest of the dwelling was.... not exactly great (honestly condemned was probably a good way to describe it), is where thoughts and feelings and general life is still most imprinted.

Maybe that is what drew Ezra. Maybe not. But since Gaia is seated at the very sturdy table that serves as an eating and work space focal point besides a broad cooking hearth, maybe the presence of an actual person has something to do with it too.

The teen is bent over a journal. Obviously a journal with a lot of writing already present and a blank page waiting for more. Is writing 'translated' by Trench's power? Her script certainly isn't native to the world. But if Ezra can discern it, she seems to be writing down something about her memories of the day.

"I don't mind if you look at the other journal, D. But this one's considerably more private." Gaia hasn't looked up. But she's presuming the vague presence of someone she's sensing is the dhampir semi-houseguest that's been showing up a little more frequently of late. She sounds a touch exasperated but at least she's not too angry about it. Probably because she trusts this 'D' will back off until she's finished and comes to find him.
hammerbearer: (Gaia-Oh!)

[personal profile] hammerbearer 2022-07-20 09:21 am (UTC)(link)
That is not D's voice. Nor is it Nara'a's. While the subconscious might process that it's familiar, Gaia's reaction is immediately defensive in nature.

She twists, she raises a hand and quickly attempts to lift and push Ezra telekinetically via the gift of Darkblood. Whether this is going to work on a spiritual form, especially one so intermittently present as Ezra's is debatable.

Thankfully it's not backed up by her native skillset, which is far more effective even on the noncorporeal.

Clearly she is a little bit startled to have a visitor suddenly appear in her home. In fairness, given Trench's nature her reaction is very reasonable; and probably tame in comparison to a strike-first-ask-later mentality.

It does occur after she strikes that the manifestation called her by name. But wait that's not necessarily a good thing. Still the confusion gives her pause even while she's standing up with the intention take a less vulnerable stance.

"Ezra?" That nice fellow that she's spoken to on the Omni a couple of times? Concern over an intruder wars with the memory of friendly conversation. Well, if he didn't mean any harm hopefully her impulsive use of telekinesis didn't affect him that much.

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survivalthroughhate: ([Other 19] Madness)

[personal profile] survivalthroughhate 2022-07-16 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Maul is off in a dark corner of the city, hiding in a half-collapsed building long since abandoned due to one of the many events that had happened. This is Maul as Ezra never will have seen him before. His lower half is like that of a metallic spider, his horns are elongated, and his figure is gaunt like he hasn't had enough to eat in a very long time.

But it's the eyes that tell the real story. Maul's sanity has left and won't be returning anytime soon. Maul talks to himself, or rather, to a very familiar hallucination that isn't really there. "Yes, I have done your will....they are all dead....no, of course, I will never fail you, I am always loyal...."

He stops suddenly as he looks up, blinking at the rays of light coming in through the cracks of the rubble. He sees Ezra's ghost but there's no recognition in Maul whatsoever, too caught up in the madness that has gripped his mind. He hisses and draws further back into the darkness. "They always come, yes, they always do, but I still will not fail, no, not at all...."
survivalthroughhate: ([TCW 92] Madness)

[personal profile] survivalthroughhate 2022-07-20 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
The usual instinctive shielding Maul has normally has fallen, revealing a fractured state in which his presence in the Force is disjointed and broken, all shattered, sharp edges.

He's still talking to the phantom of Sidious only be can see when Ezra comes up. "No, no, your will is done.....it will all be done....yes, I am loyal, always loyal...."

Surprisingly, he seems to understand what Ezra is saying, at least well enough to acknowledge the Jedi, his scattered focus coalescing for a moment as he realizes someone else is there. However, he doesn't seem to be aware that Ezra's a Force Ghost right now. "Always there, always....always in here." He clutches the sides of his head up by his horned temples, the anguish of the last word revealing how much torment he's in right now.

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[personal profile] hopesparks 2022-07-18 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
( cw: corruption, depression, grief )

As the month goes on, Anakin finds himself staying home more and more often. His duties to the Sanctuary and to the Orphanage are all but forgotten, and he even starts to withdraw from his family. In all the chaos, Anakin is easy to lose track of. Predictably, corruption has started to set in. His house is full of old half-burned sticks of incense and a few open jars of preserves that he's tried to eat.

Anakin is meditating in the same spot where he'd made the network post only a few weeks ago. But this time he's not focused, his healthy complexion has taken on a sickly gray undertone, and his dark hair has lost its luster.

He doesn't see Ezra at first, or even sense him. He seems a million miles away right now.
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[personal profile] terriblepurpose 2022-07-18 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Paul is out by the beach, as he still often is. He's seen the pull it has on people, even felt the faint tug of it himself, and so he keeps half an eye on the shoreline and half an eye on those who might approach it as he continues his self-appointed work of cleaning up after the storm.

(If he's waiting for anyone else, with a cold, crushed splinter laid along his spine, he doesn't think about it.)

The blur at the edge of his vision reminds him of a shield, at first. It shimmers in the air and vanishes when he turns to look at it, and if he wasn't acutely aware of where he is, he might have dismissed it. Instead, he adds it to what he watches for, in his focus-without-focus observance of his surroundings. It flickers a few more times, each dissipating before he can identify what it is - until, at last, it coheres.

"Ezra?" He asks, in surprise but not shock, looking up from where he crouches next to a tide pool.

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[personal profile] jedies 2022-07-19 10:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ it was like a flicker. a candle spluttering in the dark. the light at the edge of his vision. but no matter how often he looks, obi-wan can't seem to gasp it. he frowns, not wary but not trusting either, his arms crossed tightly. ]

Who is there?

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umbraportation: (so you can let it be known)

[personal profile] umbraportation 2022-08-07 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
Every new arrival has to get acquainted with the city, Nico is no different, and that is how he has spent a great portion of his time here so far. He doesn't use the lamp locations to teleport around, but goes on foot. It helped him get a sense of the layout, of the buildings and their locations, of the people. If there's a place that looked interesting enough, the demigod would go in.

When he locates the Archives, in he goes. There are a few things he wanted to look up about his new patron and the first Sleeper. Inside there's a lot to question about the place, the artifacts, the order of the books, the general maze of it all.

Among the rows of shelves and tomes, his senses are a bit wobbly with all those bones, and death things on display like a museum. It's why he doesn't quite realize there's a ghost around the next corner, stopping Nico in his tracks at the sight. He looks back the way he came and down a different direction before turning his gaze back to the ghost.

"Are you... okay?" A small pause. "Stupid question, sorry. I'm Nico. Can I help you somehow?"

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[personal profile] spiritwalks 2022-08-14 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Vyng is tending to the chickens...when he's struck by the sensation that a friend is in the barn with him. But when Vyng looks behind himself, he doesn't see anyone. Growing as still as a statue, his eyes dart from one direction to the other.

"Hello," he calmly ventures.