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deercountry2021-09-03 04:50 pm
imaglyphwitch) wrote in deercountry2021-09-03 04:50 pm
Entry tags:
Promises Promises/Insomnia
Who: Luz and you!
What: Accepting loss and dealing with NEW problems (yay)?
When: The first week of September
Where: Check prompts for locations!
A- Cellar Door
Luz would have said she was being needless emo. After all, there was rainfall here and she was depressed, so she figured being here would match her mood. How more dramatic did you have to be? But Luz wasn't in laughing mood, and it was everything she felt like right now.
Margot wasn't coming. She knew that now, she accepted it, and accepting that meant everything else that came with it. Margot was back in her world, robbed of her ability to think and reason as a person, back to her basic instincts as a wolf. No more playing and late night talks. No more huddles with her adopted sister. No more gardening. She wouldn't even remember Luz when she was there. It would be like she was never with Luz at all.
But Luz would remember. She'd remember and know that Margot wasn't just some person who wandered and left the dream. She was the sister she never had, the girl who'd share a room with her and helped her paint it and watched Eda cook as they eagerly awaited being fed and what the next day would bring.
She'd remember, and now, in the rain, she could at least cry with her hood up, and she'd be as much a passerby as anyone. Just some shadow person passing, weeping about something or other.
Or so she thought anyway.
B- Cassandra (The Disaster House)
Luz has had some time to think, and it was finally time for her to head to the place that would be her home. It's be nice, honestly, to have a place where there were more people her age, she reasoned. Obviously living with Eda and Margot had been ideal, and after that it had been the Doctors and Vira Lorr. Now she was at a new place, and a new place required a completely new way of living and, most obvious of all, would be redecorating her new place, which was the attic upstairs.
If you were visiting or a resident yourself, you'd see Luz busy at work already trying to make this place her own. There were already several stuffed animals, although Trenchwood seemed to have it's own ideas of what was cute, so the various creatures might be a bit off putting. There were several easels in the corner, one notably a wolf friend she was missing as well as one with various witches: Azura, Miss Hardbroom and of course her beloved Eda. The curtains were pulled back and there was air rushing in, so Luz was having a bit of trouble keeping all the papers from flying away.
"Darn it! This is the fifth time!"
C- Disaster House- I don't need sleep, I need clean!
Was Luz getting a little unhinged because of her recent depression? Was she just overcompensating somehow? It was hard to tell. What one could SEE, however, was that it was the dead of night and Luz was not at all sleeping, but was instead intent on cleaning the disaster house, half mumbling to herself as she did so.
"I could tackle the living quarters, got to arrange the skulls. I don't want to get to the garden because I'll be crying again, or the greenhouse because I could probably die, or get poisoned. No good. Not going into Fern's room yet, I'll definitely die. The kitchen, YEAH! That sounds perfect!"
She had to go to the bathroom first.
"ARGH! WHY IS THERE A HOLE HERE?! VARIAN! THEY'RE JUST BATHROOMS!"
D - Drifting into Dreamspace
So after finally "convinced" to try and get some sleep, Luz finally had settled down, her omen (that was new) giving her a reproachful stare.
"I promise, I'll try!" Luz insisted, though Tempest did not look convinced. Luz blew a raspberry at the wolf and added, "thanks, you're the best" and closed her eyes, attempting to drift off. She'd been trying to do this the past few days, and doubted anything was going to happen, but figured if she couldn't sleep, she'd maybe go to the tower and get some reading done.
However, she DID drift off, just not in the way she though. For a moment, she felt a wave of color pass over her, and she figured that she was finally nodding off, but instead of that she felt light. She exhaled and felt herself leave, and for a moment, she was assuming she was unconscious.
But it was a strange feeling. She opened her eyes, and realized she was very much not awake, not quite. She was instead floating, drifting quietly down the attic steps and then out the door. She should have been freaking out, but her body felt so tired, and whatever was happening now felt NOTHING like that.
A passing though occurred to her. Maybe I should try these lamp location thingies out.
But where would she wind up?
What: Accepting loss and dealing with NEW problems (yay)?
When: The first week of September
Where: Check prompts for locations!
A- Cellar Door
Luz would have said she was being needless emo. After all, there was rainfall here and she was depressed, so she figured being here would match her mood. How more dramatic did you have to be? But Luz wasn't in laughing mood, and it was everything she felt like right now.
Margot wasn't coming. She knew that now, she accepted it, and accepting that meant everything else that came with it. Margot was back in her world, robbed of her ability to think and reason as a person, back to her basic instincts as a wolf. No more playing and late night talks. No more huddles with her adopted sister. No more gardening. She wouldn't even remember Luz when she was there. It would be like she was never with Luz at all.
But Luz would remember. She'd remember and know that Margot wasn't just some person who wandered and left the dream. She was the sister she never had, the girl who'd share a room with her and helped her paint it and watched Eda cook as they eagerly awaited being fed and what the next day would bring.
She'd remember, and now, in the rain, she could at least cry with her hood up, and she'd be as much a passerby as anyone. Just some shadow person passing, weeping about something or other.
Or so she thought anyway.
B- Cassandra (The Disaster House)
Luz has had some time to think, and it was finally time for her to head to the place that would be her home. It's be nice, honestly, to have a place where there were more people her age, she reasoned. Obviously living with Eda and Margot had been ideal, and after that it had been the Doctors and Vira Lorr. Now she was at a new place, and a new place required a completely new way of living and, most obvious of all, would be redecorating her new place, which was the attic upstairs.
If you were visiting or a resident yourself, you'd see Luz busy at work already trying to make this place her own. There were already several stuffed animals, although Trenchwood seemed to have it's own ideas of what was cute, so the various creatures might be a bit off putting. There were several easels in the corner, one notably a wolf friend she was missing as well as one with various witches: Azura, Miss Hardbroom and of course her beloved Eda. The curtains were pulled back and there was air rushing in, so Luz was having a bit of trouble keeping all the papers from flying away.
"Darn it! This is the fifth time!"
C- Disaster House- I don't need sleep, I need clean!
Was Luz getting a little unhinged because of her recent depression? Was she just overcompensating somehow? It was hard to tell. What one could SEE, however, was that it was the dead of night and Luz was not at all sleeping, but was instead intent on cleaning the disaster house, half mumbling to herself as she did so.
"I could tackle the living quarters, got to arrange the skulls. I don't want to get to the garden because I'll be crying again, or the greenhouse because I could probably die, or get poisoned. No good. Not going into Fern's room yet, I'll definitely die. The kitchen, YEAH! That sounds perfect!"
She had to go to the bathroom first.
"ARGH! WHY IS THERE A HOLE HERE?! VARIAN! THEY'RE JUST BATHROOMS!"
D - Drifting into Dreamspace
So after finally "convinced" to try and get some sleep, Luz finally had settled down, her omen (that was new) giving her a reproachful stare.
"I promise, I'll try!" Luz insisted, though Tempest did not look convinced. Luz blew a raspberry at the wolf and added, "thanks, you're the best" and closed her eyes, attempting to drift off. She'd been trying to do this the past few days, and doubted anything was going to happen, but figured if she couldn't sleep, she'd maybe go to the tower and get some reading done.
However, she DID drift off, just not in the way she though. For a moment, she felt a wave of color pass over her, and she figured that she was finally nodding off, but instead of that she felt light. She exhaled and felt herself leave, and for a moment, she was assuming she was unconscious.
But it was a strange feeling. She opened her eyes, and realized she was very much not awake, not quite. She was instead floating, drifting quietly down the attic steps and then out the door. She should have been freaking out, but her body felt so tired, and whatever was happening now felt NOTHING like that.
A passing though occurred to her. Maybe I should try these lamp location thingies out.
But where would she wind up?
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Lysithea remarks doubtfully. She doesn't think there's much to find, but it was still her room, once upon a time.
"I'll find a place and then salvage what I can. It's very peculiar. They just... transplanted the room behind one of those fake brick walls in Gaze."
Probably just to annoy her.
"I'm sorry, Luz -- did you get to see her when you went home, at least?"
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So basically a real scavenger hunt.
"Huh. That sounds so strange I think I'd better see it in person."
Might even give her ideas about her own room!
"For a little time, yeah. Not going to lie, it was a little painful to see another me talking about being with Eda when I couldn't be there right at that time. I really miss her a lot."
She missed ALL of them a lot.
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That's probably the best they can hope for. At least Lysithea had seen out her battle - lived out a few years trying to do her best in this war and come to the realization that all her efforts were fruitless. Staying in Fodlan would be folly.
Luz had... possibilities still.
"I don't know if this is helpful, but... I had a conversation once with somebody here. People are in your lives for the time they need to be. And even if they can't stay forever, at least the way they've changed you will live on."
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"I don't believe it'll be the last time I see Eda. I don't know why I think that, I just do. Somehow I feel like we'll see each other again. In the meantime, this place is my home now. It won't make sense for me to feel guilty about that."
She said that, of course, but nothing could take away some of that ache fully. She still couldn't see her mother after all, and that hurt more than she could really say.
"That sounds like some good advice. I'll try to remember that. Who told you that?"
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"I understand. It's... instinct. A feeling too strong to simply dismiss. I had that selfsame conviction when I returned home - that I knew I would be drawn back here someday. Perhaps there's no such thing as psychic predictions, but there's usually a reason for one's strong belief, even if you can't explain it outright."
But at Luz's next question, she shakes her head.
"You know, I can't remember. But it's stayed with me for years."
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It wouldn't have been the same without her.
"Maybe it'll come to you later? That, or you'll find some kind of advice that will be more meaningful with this new kind of place."
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"Whoever said it... it's brought me solace in regards to thinking of my friends in Fodlan. I believe they've made me who I am today, and -- even if we never meet again, that's proof of our friendship in and of itself.
"I suppose as far as friendship goes, I should try to get to know the native people here. We have more in common with each other, of course, but... we do share the city now."
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Heck, even Lysithea had changed a lot from how she used to be. She had to imagine that came to pass because of her own friends back home.
"Not just the Sleepers you know, but the ones that just arrived here too. There's a whole new crop of them! Couldn't tell you why they're here now though."
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Lysithea frowns in concern.
"Why are they still bringing newcomers to this place? Us, I can understand. We made this place. It's where we... belong, in a sense. No matter what we think, we've diverged from our original selves. But dragging in people who have nothing to do with it...
"What are the Pthumerians up to?"
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Luz definitely looked concerned.
"Then there's all that stuff with the blood and corruption. What does all of THAT mean? What exactly do we have to do here? Why don't they just tell us directly?"
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Lysithea generally hopes to deal with such things as infrequently as possible.
"Do you think there's some hidden goal we're meant to accomplish though?"
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That would give Luz something to think about.
"I do. If we were just supposed to live here as the wish of the Moon goddess and what not, why bring other people who were never living in Deerington to start? No, there's got to be more at play, and I bet it starts with finding out more about the Pthumarians."
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She says with a slight nod.
"After things are more settled. I believe I was assigned a Patron - Never Mind. He accepts visitors, from what I hear. A vastly different set of circumstances from Deerington."
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Luz, you need to get to sleep before that happens.
"Oh, you have one too? That's nice, that he can actually see you. I don't think mine is quite that personable. It's Doorway."
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At least, from the rumors she has heard.
"I haven't heard anything about the other patrons yet. What is Doorway like?"
Also, why are these things' names so awkward
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Ah. That was a good question.
"Doorway isn't someone I've met directly yet. It's said that She is still waiting for her lover, so you only communicate through images and impressions. That's kind of like the powers I have now: they seem all about seeing what you can do with your mind, in a way, and exploring how far you can go. I think the clearest impression I had of her was when I was with Fern once: I felt her presence while we were at the big tree in Cassandra. I don't know how I know that was her, I just did."
Luz was still unsure how far she wanted to go with everything, only that it was like peering down a hole that kept going farther and farther.
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"Oh, I haven't spoken with him yet. I've just heard from visiting the school that he's there all the time - and he likes to chat with people. I'll... pay him a visit when I'm feeling a little less bedraggled."
She listens keenly to this description of Doorway and feels vaguely like she ought to be taking notes.
"Her lover... That's very interesting. I wonder if it's anybody in town? But she seems pretty inaccessible in general."
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"Oh, so you haven't met! I'm not surprised, I think we might be a little too new for that? But at least you can just go and see your patron if you want! That would make things a lot easier!"
Luz had a feeling if she wanted to know more about The Doorway, she'd have to try astral projecting, or trying to meditate at the tree again.
"I don't know if it's just a person in town: I get the impression that they're hard to reach, and that's why any sketch I've seen of her gives the idea that she's immovable. She is a Pthumerian, after all."
Inaccessible. Maybe. Or at least, definitely not easy to find her.