[She doesn't have the human instincts that would have her run at the sight of… what is this? Nanami stops a few steps into the house, and stares
and stares
and stares,
……….]
Good afternoon, Izunia-san.
[She seats herself at her usual spot on the sofa, quiet as usual. Later when she boots up her laptop she will Spoogle search “what’s an armored spirit”, “what’s the best way to help them ", “what can be done when one who lived millennia in remembrance of a sin has what penance they've found rendered asunder?” But for now, as she waits for it to load, she folds her hands in her lap and simply looks.
Like SIS, she was made to serve, made to make the best of a ruined situation. Nanami knows not the love of a brother, but she knows that to love is the strongest thing on her planet.]
Would it help if you talked about what you're feeling right now?
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[It is perhaps bloody strange to hear that in that voice, but, you know, that's how it is. Who he is isn't any different, and he's never bothered much with formality around her.]
It's bad enough not being able to touch anything.
[Ardyn's candle is lit, because that he can still do with magic, but...]
I'm just lucky that Noctis is still there. Otherwise you would have shown up to an empty house, I imagine.
You look important, like a sentinel. In games you have to be at least a little more formal when talking to characters like that.
[There is another period of staring, as is the norm when Izunia offhandedly references some unknown Lucian shit. You need to actually tell her the lore?]
...is this something about the family line? I thought you were just really sad and turned into whatever you are now….
That's not entirely incorrect. The past kings of Lucis are bound to the ring, which Noctis is still connected to, and they can be summoned under certain circumstances involving the Old Wall around Insomnia.
[He may have just. Cheated a little, for the moment. There isn't a Wall, no Insomnia to protect, but... Well, Noctis is going to spend the next day or two sleeping unusually hard and long.]
But my oath to Ardyn is... more personal. I swore on the Crystal that I wouldn't go on without him - we talked about it, once.
[In a Denny's at nearly four in the morning. But it seems his hypothesis at the time has proven correct.]
It's guesswork, but the most probable option is that my life as an actual breathing human being is linked to his. Hopefully, this -
[And he gestures with the hand not holding a greatsword, at himself.]
- will abate once he wakes up in whatever virtual reality they're currently keeping the dead in. If it doesn't... I'm trying to minimize the amount I'm drawing from Noctis, but he'll already be exhausted, and this isn't even enough energy to be solid.
Give or take a few decades, yes. He's only my senior by five minutes.
[Which at their age is pretty much meaningless unless you happen to be the sort of twins who have had a petty rivalry about that thing for your entire two thousand year lives.]
If they need his body for the transfer, they would have to wait until the investigation is over. That's generally six hours at minimum, for an overnight murder.
...I don't want to believe it. But I know it in my heart, even if the airing hasn't happened yet.
I'm okay. It's just that… There was someone like that in my class. Someone who, even if he knew he was different from the rest, even when things were really bad, never stopped fighting...
When that kind of person is around holding up everything, you never expect them to be gone one day. Ardyn-san... he's that kind of person.
[Grimly. It’s work she doesn’t mind, but it will be hard for those in the spaceport especially. It will be harder still in their isolation. How can she remind them that their fallen pillars are counting on them if she can't be there?]
… are we… still going to the Cancer Nebula? You were considering it.
I don't expect that this state will last beyond whenever they upload Ardyn to whatever simulation the others are in.
[At least, he hopes not. It'll kind of throw a massive wrench into his plans if it does.
There's the possibility, in this state, that he could just go directly to Noctis, but, at the very least, he can't simply leave her here alone without an explanation.]
But a bit of research indicates that there hasn't ever been an actual David Bowie spaceport. The one in the Cancer Nebula is named for someone called Freddie Mercury.
That's true. But it's better than nothing... maybe.
This is about the time my class’ killing school trip ended. Either way, if we don't do something soon... your brother’s friends can't hang on forever. That's what I'm worried about. You must be too.
The airing schedule says at least another two weeks.
[And every week, at least one more death, and probably two. They both understand what that means.]
Which matches the memories they've been getting back, as well. Roughly a week at a time - I know off the top of my head that there's two cases left in Ardyn's season, not counting the whole mess with Kip.
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and stares
and stares,
……….]
Good afternoon, Izunia-san.
[She seats herself at her usual spot on the sofa, quiet as usual. Later when she boots up her laptop she will Spoogle search “what’s an armored spirit”, “what’s the best way to help them ", “what can be done when one who lived millennia in remembrance of a sin has what penance they've found rendered asunder?” But for now, as she waits for it to load, she folds her hands in her lap and simply looks.
Like SIS, she was made to serve, made to make the best of a ruined situation. Nanami knows not the love of a brother, but she knows that to love is the strongest thing on her planet.]
Would it help if you talked about what you're feeling right now?
pretend I can be assed to do the font thing on mobile
[It is perhaps bloody strange to hear that in that voice, but, you know, that's how it is. Who he is isn't any different, and he's never bothered much with formality around her.]
It's bad enough not being able to touch anything.
[Ardyn's candle is lit, because that he can still do with magic, but...]
I'm just lucky that Noctis is still there. Otherwise you would have shown up to an empty house, I imagine.
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[There is another period of staring, as is the norm when Izunia offhandedly references some unknown Lucian shit. You need to actually tell her the lore?]
...is this something about the family line? I thought you were just really sad and turned into whatever you are now….
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[He may have just. Cheated a little, for the moment. There isn't a Wall, no Insomnia to protect, but... Well, Noctis is going to spend the next day or two sleeping unusually hard and long.]
But my oath to Ardyn is... more personal. I swore on the Crystal that I wouldn't go on without him - we talked about it, once.
[In a Denny's at nearly four in the morning. But it seems his hypothesis at the time has proven correct.]
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[Presses A. Presses A again, patiently. This must be an exposition scene.]
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[And he gestures with the hand not holding a greatsword, at himself.]
- will abate once he wakes up in whatever virtual reality they're currently keeping the dead in. If it doesn't... I'm trying to minimize the amount I'm drawing from Noctis, but he'll already be exhausted, and this isn't even enough energy to be solid.
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[it is debatable whether she realises this is absolutely not normal.]
It's been a few hours, right? If they're still transferring him, the mainframe for that simulation should be somewhere far away... I think.
… I can't believe something happened to Ardyn-san.
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[Which at their age is pretty much meaningless unless you happen to be the sort of twins who have had a petty rivalry about that thing for your entire two thousand year lives.]
If they need his body for the transfer, they would have to wait until the investigation is over. That's generally six hours at minimum, for an overnight murder.
...I don't want to believe it. But I know it in my heart, even if the airing hasn't happened yet.
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[Her voice is sadder this time. Nanami deflates against the back of the couch, her eyes unfocusing.]
By now it should be over… just. For a bit.
Ardyn-san worked so hard for everyone. He… for someone like that…
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[The strange 'voice' he's communicating in isn't the greatest at tone, but there's undeniably concern, there.]
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When that kind of person is around holding up everything, you never expect them to be gone one day. Ardyn-san... he's that kind of person.
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[Well, even if she didn't want season 3 in full detail, she would have seen the kerfluffles over the Scourge Orb by now. It's explanation enough.]
It makes me worried for Church, Junpei,
and Fukawa. None of them were holding up especially well before...
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[Grimly. It’s work she doesn’t mind, but it will be hard for those in the spaceport especially. It will be harder still in their isolation. How can she remind them that their fallen pillars are counting on them if she can't be there?]
… are we… still going to the Cancer Nebula? You were considering it.
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[At least, he hopes not. It'll kind of throw a massive wrench into his plans if it does.
There's the possibility, in this state, that he could just go directly to Noctis, but, at the very least, he can't simply leave her here alone without an explanation.]
But a bit of research indicates that there hasn't ever been an actual David Bowie spaceport. The one in the Cancer Nebula is named for someone called Freddie Mercury.
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This is about the time my class’ killing school trip ended. Either way, if we don't do something soon... your brother’s friends can't hang on forever. That's what I'm worried about. You must be too.
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[And every week, at least one more death, and probably two. They both understand what that means.]
Which matches the memories they've been getting back, as well. Roughly a week at a time - I know off the top of my head that there's two cases left in Ardyn's season,
not counting the whole mess with Kip.
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[urgently.]
But=… I'm an NPC, and I guess you are, too. NPCs… can't do much...
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I'm not in that system anymore, so you have a point… but I guess…. things like that… make it hard.