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realityshifted2014-07-03 10:02 pm
classed) wrote in realityshifted2014-07-03 10:02 pm
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✭ mission oo1;;
[ he's already taken care of one of these things. this one's gonna be a piece of cake!
( because it totally doesn't matter that he only has five minutes before the place goes up in flames. he's got this in the bag and he's going to show director lazard that not only is his dream of becoming a hero not unattainable, it's just within his reach. )
he takes a swing at the thing – man, you're ugly! – and it goes down just as the one before it had. with a heavy thud and a settling of even heavier limbs, and zack thinks he's pretty well-deserved in the way he strides up to the body, swinging his sword back into place over his shoulder. ] Gotcha, didn't I, you –
[ smack!
a heavy hand comes up, catches him right across his front and sends him flying backward. oh, crap, not good. so not good –
and where he expects to get up close and personal with one of the pillars that circle the outermost space of the room he'd been in, the impact doesn't come. he ends up sprawled on his back, arms and legs akimbo, and ow okay sword digging into my back ow ow ow. he sits up, shakes his head and winces when a sharp little stab of pain forms right behind his eyes, looks around to see just what on gaia had happened. ] … Huh? Wait, this isn't – [ this isn't fort tamblin.
this isn't wutai at all.
unless wutai had always had a floor made up of stars and he just hadn't noticed. maybe he'd been too busy taking out their soldiers, or something, because that has to make a bit of sense, doesn't it? ( no, it doesn't. it doesn't have to make any amount of sense, zack fair. ) ] Where … hellooo? Angeal? [ he pulls himself up to his knees, wincing again as that pain behind his eyes creeps up on him a second time. ]
Director? [ nope. nothin'. ] Jeez, that thing must've hit me harder than I thought. [ he finally manages to get to his feet, rolling his shoulders and reaching behind him to ensure that his sword is securely in place, stretching himself out with a couple of squats just to be sure – because you never know, he's pretty much convinced that there's always going to be time for squats – and he takes a few steps forward, still peering down at the floor like he's never seen stars before.
which. he has, naturally. it's just that they're usually in the sky and not on the ground and how is that supposed to make sense. ( here's the thing, zack … stop trying to make sense of things already. you'll save yourself a lot of headaches along the way if you just go with it. ) ] Hey, uh … Anybody here?
… At all? [ no? :| ]
( because it totally doesn't matter that he only has five minutes before the place goes up in flames. he's got this in the bag and he's going to show director lazard that not only is his dream of becoming a hero not unattainable, it's just within his reach. )
he takes a swing at the thing – man, you're ugly! – and it goes down just as the one before it had. with a heavy thud and a settling of even heavier limbs, and zack thinks he's pretty well-deserved in the way he strides up to the body, swinging his sword back into place over his shoulder. ] Gotcha, didn't I, you –
[ smack!
a heavy hand comes up, catches him right across his front and sends him flying backward. oh, crap, not good. so not good –
and where he expects to get up close and personal with one of the pillars that circle the outermost space of the room he'd been in, the impact doesn't come. he ends up sprawled on his back, arms and legs akimbo, and ow okay sword digging into my back ow ow ow. he sits up, shakes his head and winces when a sharp little stab of pain forms right behind his eyes, looks around to see just what on gaia had happened. ] … Huh? Wait, this isn't – [ this isn't fort tamblin.
this isn't wutai at all.
unless wutai had always had a floor made up of stars and he just hadn't noticed. maybe he'd been too busy taking out their soldiers, or something, because that has to make a bit of sense, doesn't it? ( no, it doesn't. it doesn't have to make any amount of sense, zack fair. ) ] Where … hellooo? Angeal? [ he pulls himself up to his knees, wincing again as that pain behind his eyes creeps up on him a second time. ]
Director? [ nope. nothin'. ] Jeez, that thing must've hit me harder than I thought. [ he finally manages to get to his feet, rolling his shoulders and reaching behind him to ensure that his sword is securely in place, stretching himself out with a couple of squats just to be sure – because you never know, he's pretty much convinced that there's always going to be time for squats – and he takes a few steps forward, still peering down at the floor like he's never seen stars before.
which. he has, naturally. it's just that they're usually in the sky and not on the ground and how is that supposed to make sense. ( here's the thing, zack … stop trying to make sense of things already. you'll save yourself a lot of headaches along the way if you just go with it. ) ] Hey, uh … Anybody here?
… At all? [ no? :| ]
I WAS SO CONFUSED.
he'll catch up, really he will, but this is all such a new concept to him that it's going to take more than a handful of moments to process this. ]
And I've never heard of Ar Ciel. [ go figure! ] What's it like?
[ pause. ] Is there anyone here that comes from the same world as someone else?
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[nbd man. nbd. But she is legitimately curious, so she asks] What about Gaia?
[Beat.] And yes, there are quite a few people here from Earth. They aren't all from the same Earth, but it's still a pretty common theme.
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[ he's trying so hard to make correlations. he really is. bless him. ] Well … anywhere there's a mako reactor, the land's pretty much dead. All the life and hustle 'n bustle is in Midgar. Where I'm from specifically, it's nothing but jungle. Hot and humid as hell.
[ like you can literally look out the front door and get sticky-gross. it's that bad. ] … Huh. I wonder why?
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[It really is a sad story. She just... is very bad at conveying that. So, again! nbd man. nbd.
They can definitely bond over planet death, though. Geez.]
What's a mako reactor?
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but yes. bonding over planet death. it's not really like they could find anything else to bond over. hurr. ]
It's this giant thing Shinra uses to extract mako from the Planet. Remember when I said they use it for energy? That's how they get it.
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[Yeah probably not. planet death is surely the only common ground they're gonna find.
ridiculous human soldier hero type ugh]That sounds useful, if dangerous. Disruptive, too.
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because they might not share the same experiences involving their respective planet's death, but it doesn't really come as any surprise that humans are the universal cause.
even for someone as naïve as he tends to be on a regular basis. ] … Not really. I'd wanna show 'em how wrong they were and hope they learned a lesson.
[ good grief, zack fair. what were you saying about ridiculous human soldier types? :| ] I've never really wondered what the Planet thinks about having all of its energy taken from it … I can't imagine it's too happy about it. [ which only means there's going to end up being some retaliation, right?
FORESHADOWING!!! ]
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Are you serious? [She even rolls her eyes!] Whatever.
[She might be a little better about her dislike of humans, but that's not going to change her mind about how people, as a whole, would never learn from something as simple as a planet wanting to ~show them~ or ~have a conversation~ about how wrong they are. Goddess... Do swords come with some prerequisite that you must be naively optimistic to wield one?!
.... Okay, mental rant over.]
It shouldn't be. I know I wouldn't like it. Just like, if I were my planet, I wouldn't like being poisoned and destroyed while the humans fight each other over ridiculous ideas.
[Bitter? Her? Nnnnnoookay yeah.]
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hey! he isn't naïvely optimistic!
just occasionally naïve.and swords don't have prerequisites, don't be silly. that's just absurd.but now that she's gotten him thinking all deep-like, he can't help but to wonder how his own planet feels about having its life force filtered right out of it. that can't be a good feeling – he knows that – but it's still kind of difficult to think of gaia as any form of sentient.
he isn't a cetra. he doesn't think like that. doot doot. ] You've got a point. Man … [ he shakes his head. ] We really do many too many problems for ourselves, don't we?
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[And the fact that you assume that things will be better just by telling humans that they do dumb shit proves that you're naively optimistic! fsdhajklflk
But he concedes in the end, about making their own problems... And though she rolls her eyes again, she does nod.]
Of course you do. But it can't be helped, not unless you can somehow change everyone's minds.
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but.
point. ] Ah, yeah … but you never know if anything will change unless you try speaking up, right? [ you're never going to get him thinking negatively, jacqli. even if you aren't actively trying. it's just not going to work.
so take that!
… and wow i'm just now realizing a typo in that tag i'm so sorry HUMANS MAKE ALL KINDS OF PROBLEMS FOR THEMSELVES, INCLUDING WORDING ERRORS. JFC.
but wait. you're talking like … ] Sounds like you've got a grudge – wait a second. You're human, aren't you?
[ you look like one. :| ]
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You're not listening. And that just proves my point.
[Don't take it personally. She's rude to everyone.
HEY IT'S COOL I KNEW WHAT YOU MEANT
But yes, she sees that lightbulb practically snaps to life above his head.]
No, I'm not. I'm a reyvateil. I was actually made by humans.
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that just kind of went right over his head.
difficult to offend this kid? maybe. ( mostly because he completely misses any sort of insult you could throw his way. case in point … ) ]
… A what?
[ good luck, jacqli. you're probably about to get even more frustrated with him than you already are. ]
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And oh goddess, sir, all of the questions!!! She huffs a little. She always has to explain herself here, geez...]
A reyvateil. In my world, reyvateils are the only ones who can use song magic, because our minds are linked to the Towers that process songs.
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and it's not like it's his fault he doesn't know what a reyvateil is! clearly, it's up to you to explain it to him!
naturally inquisitive, doot doot.]Ah. Gotcha. [ no he doesn't. but he's slowly grasping the concept. ] If you're linked like that, does it mean you can hear each other's thoughts?
[ honey it doesn't work that way. aslkhg ]
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YOU KNOW, THAT COULD HAVE BEEN A STUPID QUESTION THAT WOULD MAKE HER TWITCH BUT YOU TOTALLY LUCKED OUT. It is actually a very legitimate question and you didn't even realize it. Wow, boy. Dodged a bullet there.]
No, our connections are all individual. There's a different kind of reyvateil - those connected to the Infel Phira - that can share their thoughts and connect with one another, but it's apparently difficult to do. I wouldn't know. I'm not one.
[Nor would she want to be. She does not envy the IPDs at all.]
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TOO BAD THEY AREN'T HIGH ENOUGH TO KEEP HIM FROM GETTING KILLED LATER ON. oops did we say that.
let's just pretend that never happened. beaming about asking a legitimate question! yeah! that's totally valid!
he nods like he really understands what she's saying, and even though it's partly true, he … yeah. he's great at playing along, sometimes. ]
So what kind are you?
[ you're really not gonna get away from his questions anytime soon. you might as well pop some popcorn. ]
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And yeah, no, she didn't expect him to actually understand even half of that. (She sets the bar high, man.) So, whatever.]
A pure-blooded beta-type.
[You're not gonna understand that, either~]
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... when are you gonna start speaking in a language he actually understands? c'mon! ]
Uh. [ confused puppy look again, excuse. ] Okay. And that means ...?
[ try again! ]
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English]commonplane-ish, thank you very much!It means I was created with DNA taken directly from one of the Origins - the first Reyvateils ever created.
[Does she still need to use smaller words, yo?]
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but he's catching up.
or at least he's gonna fake it 'til he makes it. ]
First generation. Got it. [ that might even make genesis copies make more sense when they start coming around. good to know. ]
Are there a lot of you? I mean, your kind?
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Mm. I should have been more careful with the phrasing. The Origins were the first generation. Beta-types are the second.
[At least she took responsibility for that one. sort of. djsfakl]
There are more half-bloods than anything. Children of reyvateils and humans. There are only three Origins, and the number of beta-types are limited, too.
[Beat.] Is this really interesting to you?
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and yep, still gonna fake it 'til he makes it, because really, it is interesting to him, but he has no idea what to make of it. he tilts his head to the side, and gives a small shrug. )
I'm learning stuff about you, so yeah, I think it is.
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Any reason you want to know about me?
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but i mean. he has his own brand of creepy weirdo back in his own reality. let him tell you a thing about hojo one of these days. maybe later on down the line he can have ptsd flashbacks and you can deal with that on top of him being broken.
:D? )
Um. ( he reaches to rub at the back of his head. ) Well … I like to know stuff about my friends, that's all.
( YOU'VE ALREADY BEEN FRIENDZONED NO ESCAPING NOW. )