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Mother stands for comfort
Who: Luz and you (and specifically with Luca)
What: Luz tries to resist the hex, and not mutate herself until she finally falls to beast hood
When: Middle of February (sorry Luz, no birthday for you)
Where: All around Trench
She'd read the sermon and was sure that was when the trouble began. Luz had thought, after getting others who'd been sympathetic and lent an ear to her troubles, that she might be able to ride out the crazy of this month, that she'd get to her birthday in relative peace. Unfortunately, things didn't get better: instead, Luz found herself plagues by the past: her father leaving, the scorn of being that "weird" kid in her class, and the things that came with her Deerington and new Trench memories.
After Varian, Luz had been meticulous about trying to keep such thoughts from consuming her, trying to talk to others when she could, listening to advice and meditating more than she probably had any month. But the thoughts kept coming, and no matter what Luz did, she found she was feeling more depressed by the day, even though she interacted with people and did her best to keep her smile up.
And then one day, she found it was starting to feel worse than usual, enough that she even resorted to turning to her bird form if only to escape those memories. Now they were starting to compound, and images of the cave men and the Blood Cultists and their attacks on her began to plague her nightmares. It got so bad that she woke up feeling the cuts in her skin as clearly as she had back then, and she would be breathing hard and be so anxious she stayed in bed.
She had no idea how to stop this, and moments where she started to consider self-harm surfaced, shocking her so badly she took a cold bath, shivering and in tears, wondering what would happen next.
What: Luz tries to resist the hex, and not mutate herself until she finally falls to beast hood
When: Middle of February (sorry Luz, no birthday for you)
Where: All around Trench
She'd read the sermon and was sure that was when the trouble began. Luz had thought, after getting others who'd been sympathetic and lent an ear to her troubles, that she might be able to ride out the crazy of this month, that she'd get to her birthday in relative peace. Unfortunately, things didn't get better: instead, Luz found herself plagues by the past: her father leaving, the scorn of being that "weird" kid in her class, and the things that came with her Deerington and new Trench memories.
After Varian, Luz had been meticulous about trying to keep such thoughts from consuming her, trying to talk to others when she could, listening to advice and meditating more than she probably had any month. But the thoughts kept coming, and no matter what Luz did, she found she was feeling more depressed by the day, even though she interacted with people and did her best to keep her smile up.
And then one day, she found it was starting to feel worse than usual, enough that she even resorted to turning to her bird form if only to escape those memories. Now they were starting to compound, and images of the cave men and the Blood Cultists and their attacks on her began to plague her nightmares. It got so bad that she woke up feeling the cuts in her skin as clearly as she had back then, and she would be breathing hard and be so anxious she stayed in bed.
She had no idea how to stop this, and moments where she started to consider self-harm surfaced, shocking her so badly she took a cold bath, shivering and in tears, wondering what would happen next.
Re: She's trying definitely!
Re: She's trying definitely!
Re: She's trying definitely!
A little while later
She looked tired as she leaned against the bed in the treatment room, sighing up at Luz.]
Feeling a little more yourself?
Re: A little while later
Yeah. If feeling like death is myself, I guess I am. Where am I?
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Mmmm, the Luminarium at the moment. They're making sure that the beast state's cleared before they release you. It's... good to have you back.
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[Incomprehensible, sure, but it was Luz's feeling right now. As she focused on Vira, Luz started to look slightly green].
I think I'm starting to remember bits and pieces. I didn't do anything too weird, did I?
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But it kind of helped. You couldn't feed, so ... we could talk. Sort of. How bad is your head pounding right now? I don't think a hangover cure will help.
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[She was still rubbing her head, trying to soothe the pretty severe headache that was dominating her existence right now. She didn't even want to think about what would have happened if a hunter got a hold of her].
I didn't think you could talk to people so easily in beast mode. Argh. It's...not great, I guess. I can't really give an accurate assessment. It's painful though.
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[She reached up to pat her friend on the shoulder.]
From the little I've seen, those transformed aren't usually as easy to work with. It's often a one-way street. It's good that you weren't quite that completely gone.
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[That was how Varian and Scorpia had also brought her around before].
Maybe a part of me was unwilling to forget you. We've been through way too much to forget each other, after all.
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But I also like the thought that our bond of friendship was what called you back.
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[More than that of course, since Luz still had only hazy impressions of that mode].
I'm thinking that might have been the main factor, otherwise I might not have even heard you.
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...
One of the others being that I like having you around too. [She winked at her with that bad joke, patting her on the knee.]
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[And why, as guilty as she felt about not having her mother or Boiling Isles family around, she still liked it here].
Thanks goodness for that, right?
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I am determined to see this world as a beautiful place. One way or another.
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I'll always listen to you Vira. Thanks for being my friend.
I agr-EEE!
[Ok, she was pretty sure her back wasn't supposed to pop like that].
I might be pushing it slightly.
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[She tried not to look nervous, but she was checking her out, just to be certain.]
Are you alright?
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[Which was true! Mostly. Luz tried to hop up, and did, and gave Vira a wide, toothy smile that was turning to a grimace].
Uh. Could you help me back to bed? That actually really, really hurt.
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Lie down. Your body was transformed, the unpleasant way. Let's give this a day to try and get you back right as rain, mmm? We need a day for coming back from the dead. Might as well take the day off now, yes?
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[Luz sunk back into bed, grumbling all the way].
Lousy-ah!-pains. Corruption is the worst. You're probably right though. I would only make things worse if I tried to push myself.
[She wormed herself into the blanket].
Thanks, Vira. It means a lot that you stayed and helped me. It couldn't have been easy.
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[she gestured to herself and sighed, laughing softly.]
I don't really fear vampiric monsters that much anymore, so ... the stress was just in making sure you were still in there and keeping you safe.
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Well so much for hoping I'd be, like, a rabid otter or something. I should have known better. Varian had been a huge animal, there was no way I'd get off that light.
[At least she'd still been a little open to suggestion, but still. She also really had no idea what she was even LIKE in that form].
Ok, I wish it wasn't vampiric though. The more I have to deal with blood, the less I'm starting to like it.
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What we'll need to do is work to keep it so that you stay uncorrupted, yes? [A pause] And we should probably take pains to make sure I don't either. If the blood is any indication...
We don't want to see me in beast form.
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[Luz still had the scars and the trauma to last for a good long time].
I'm trying to take things slow. Eat more, sleep more, take a little time off. That'll probably help, right?
Oh. Oh RIGHT. No, you're totally right there.
We should probably plan for what happens when either of us get corrupted again.
[When, sadly, not IF. When].
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