☇ Lightning (
thestormishere) wrote2011-03-25 08:35 pm
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Entry tags:
- !ic,
- !luceti,
- @aerith,
- @jack horner,
- @raine,
- @shikamaru,
- @yuekito,
- @zack fair,
- adventures of the timebomb,
- alright everyone,
- forgive her?,
- in the aftermath,
- let's get this over with,
- lots of stuff here,
- not apologizing this time,
- secretly distressed girl,
- stalking like a stalker,
- that never happened okay,
- the land of backdatistan
☈ strike #11 (backdated action / video)
[ Okay, so thanks to Luceti, Lightning has now accomplished the impossible: not only coming back from the dead, but coming back after becoming a Cie'th- something that is not supposed to happen under any circumstances. Despite that, however, everything is not as peachy as you'd think. Now? She's left in the aftermath, trying to sort things out without suffering some kind of breakdown in the process.
This is Lightning, though- she's not okay, but she is better than she was at first. Fortunately, her memories of the whole incident and leading directly up to it are relatively fuzzy-- or depending on your viewpoint, unfortunately, considering she feels like she should try and figure it out... and yet doesn't want to think about it too much due to the sheer level of awful being in that state felt like.
On top of that, her main problem now is actually not her l'Cie Brand that has burned its way to completion... but its sibling set onto Hope's arm that is very likely working its way into doing the same. She needs to do something about him, before it's too late.
But to avoid or put off her other 'obligations' at this point could seem cowardly, and Lightning is not a coward. Therefore, as soon as she's reasonably alright, she kicks herself into action, searching out those she knows and 'needs' to see, trolling around community housing building #4 and the village in general.
... She may or may not actually hunt down Zack, Aerith, and possibly Raine specifically-- at their work places, even, just in time for their shifts to end. Yes, she's just that stalker enough to have figured that sort of thing out.
In addition, she soon turns to the journals as well, making this short message aimed at the last draftees- the filter is not particularly strong, save for locking it away from Hope as well as she can manage: ]
Anyone who saw this on the battlefield... I need to talk to you.
[ A picture is pressed into the journal directly afterward: a crude rendition of two wings- one non-colored, the other filled in with blood-red marker. There's a short pause and then a sigh in the background, but Lightning withholds further comment until responses - if any - come in.
And to avoid the headache of figuring it all out... each piece of this is backdated to just whenever this stuff would have happened. Seriously: any time.And if anything's been missed, just make something up. ]
This is Lightning, though- she's not okay, but she is better than she was at first. Fortunately, her memories of the whole incident and leading directly up to it are relatively fuzzy-- or depending on your viewpoint, unfortunately, considering she feels like she should try and figure it out... and yet doesn't want to think about it too much due to the sheer level of awful being in that state felt like.
On top of that, her main problem now is actually not her l'Cie Brand that has burned its way to completion... but its sibling set onto Hope's arm that is very likely working its way into doing the same. She needs to do something about him, before it's too late.
But to avoid or put off her other 'obligations' at this point could seem cowardly, and Lightning is not a coward. Therefore, as soon as she's reasonably alright, she kicks herself into action, searching out those she knows and 'needs' to see, trolling around community housing building #4 and the village in general.
... She may or may not actually hunt down Zack, Aerith, and possibly Raine specifically-- at their work places, even, just in time for their shifts to end. Yes, she's just that stalker enough to have figured that sort of thing out.
In addition, she soon turns to the journals as well, making this short message aimed at the last draftees- the filter is not particularly strong, save for locking it away from Hope as well as she can manage: ]
Anyone who saw this on the battlefield... I need to talk to you.
[ A picture is pressed into the journal directly afterward: a crude rendition of two wings- one non-colored, the other filled in with blood-red marker. There's a short pause and then a sigh in the background, but Lightning withholds further comment until responses - if any - come in.
And to avoid the headache of figuring it all out... each piece of this is backdated to just whenever this stuff would have happened. Seriously: any time.
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And since she doesn't know much about the art of subtlety, it's pretty obvious she's staring once she's in, approaching with her expression rather... set. ]
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... Good afternoon.
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Raine... right?
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That's correct. [There's another of those considering pauses, before she offers-] Are you... Lightning?
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... Aerith told me she'd been talking to you... about me and Hope.
[ Also, you have her books, apparently. ]
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[ She's not trying to be mean here, but... "serious and/or irritated" is sort of what Lightning does, after all. Regardless, she's not without logic today... ]
But... I don't think she would have said anything, if she didn't think you could help.
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I'll be clear on this, then: I'm no longer in any danger... but I'll do anything to save Hope from turning Cie'th. Anything.
... So. Whenever you have time, then yes, I'd like to talk to you.
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Right, well, I've got all day.
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How much do you already know?
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From my understanding of the situation, you, and the boy, Hope, were given brands. Those brands evolve in stages over time-- giving your body new capabilities, but also a form of time limit. If it reaches its full capacity, it will force your body to change, one way or another. This is what happened during the battle, is it not?
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The Brands tend to be more reactive to emotion than time... but yeah, that sounds about right. [ Her voice is flat, though her displeasure fades only enough to stop looking like she's about to kill something right now. ] We're l'Cie, marked against our will by the Pulse fal'Cie named Anima. The Focus we were given though... no. It can't be done here.
... That's why I-- changed, during the fight.
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What has become of your brand now?
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It's stopped. All white and burned out, now.
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... At this point, I still couldn't tell you which one might be easier. Aerith tried to seal mine, but all that did was cause it to progress faster. [ And you know, embarrass her all over the the journal network. ]
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... The Eidolons, maybe, but... [ No, Hope didn't have one (yet), and this place definitely blocks her calling Odin... she shakes her head, looking frustrated. ] I don't know.
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Please don't dismiss it. What were you thinking?
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[ It's... probably unlikely mention of Lightning's Eidolon has filtered down to Raine, even if she ever found reason to mention it to Aerith. Admitting it is still strange to her- probably even to a point beyond admitting that she's a l'Cie in the first place. ]
Mine won't appear to me here, anyway. And Hope didn't have one.
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