Event || Revelations

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Characters: All the Heroes of Light and their Moogles.
Where: Order's Sanctuary, The Interdimensional Rift and their Homeworlds.
When: August 03rd - August 30th

Summary: Following the battle against Palitutu, all the Heroes of Light were transported into the Interdimensional Rift. They were told by Palitutu they would have to find her to prove they can break the cycle-- But before they could reach their destination, a malevolent entity from the Rift stripped them from their immortality...

And now, they woke up in a decaying and dying world, most specifically in a place called Order's Sanctuary. From there they are ready to jump... Into their homeworlds! Feel free to use this post for the Mingle at Order's Sanctuary and should your homeworld be the stage for the Heroes of Lights' next adventures, feel free to make a thread for it and as many sub-thread as necessary! Please refer to the OOC Post for questions and plotting.

Warning: Whatever you come up with.

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[foodchaining]

"Jeez."

The red clad girl must have moved in sometime during the struggles, her lance was unraveled in chained patterns up overhead. Some of Sayaka's attackers still writhing on the ground where the trusted weapon had severed them - and several more aiming for the cloaked figure, from the base.

"It's just something I decided to do. Let me at least show you some basics. You're so bad it hurts my eyes." Kyoko sounded little more than her basic cocky self, though she watched the sword bearer with a strange intensity.

Stupid, stupid, stubborn girl. Don't be so careless!

[dolente]

"No," her voice was low, the superficial lacerations to her skin had already closed off, healing themselves with the magic that pulsated from the wounds. "I don't need your help." She didn't need anyone's help. She didn't... need anyone.

Sayaka takes off again, blasting through the air and spinning about, working her way to the centre of the labyrinth, towards where that shining beacon glowed red, the only source of light in this darkness.

[foodchaining]

"Goddammit."

A flash of red in her own right, the lancer takes off after her friend. The veteran is not so foolish to burn through her precious magic at the same rate as the novice girl ahead - even as wasteful as the cocky girl tends to be. There's no point trying to catch up with the reckless disaster. Landing close enough to the core to intervene if she needs to.

From what she's seen - expects to.


"I know you've forgotten me, but you've clearly forgotten how to fight too! I'm not letting your stupid pride get you killed!"

[dolente]

A tangle of familiars blocks her path, slowing her to a halt and sending her soaring backwards again. But Sayaka lands on her feet, just slightly in front of Kyoko, her back turned.

"Forgetting everything..." the words have an ominous tone to them, as she readies her sword again. There's a steady downward strem of dark red, dripping down the blade and falling from its tip. "Don't make me laugh."

Wouldn't it be easier... if she could just forget all of it? But over the last day and night, they'd started coming back to her. Memories of another world...

[foodchaining]

Kyoko readies herself, when the swordswoman manages to land on unsteady feet - a hand that had been reaching forwards as if to offer aid, pulls hesitantly back.

Shoulders stiffen at the comment. Did Sayaka...really remember their time fighting together? Or was that a jab at Kyoko attacking when they met? The idiot was acting so strange!

"It'd be nice to just get to forget all the bad shit, right? Only then, we really would be empty shells. I get it, you're upset."

The butt of her weapon slams onto the ground, stating her intention to - for once - listen and not fight. Though she's sticking around and making sure the blue haired girl gets out of here alive. "Do what you gotta do."

and then come back to me.

[dolente]

Hunched over, she truly doubted that Kyoko could understand what had happened. Hitomi was going to take Kyousuke away and there was nothing, nothing she could do about it. This cursed body that was no longer human, how could anyone look at her in that way? He'd never know that she...

Maybe she belonged in that other world, more than here. "We're already empty shells."

Launching herself forward again, a burst of a musical score appeared underfoot, giving her a boost in speed, as familiars came from every direction again. But she paid no mind to them, aiming only for the witch in the thick of things.

Their numbers increased, creeping towards Kyoko as well, slithering up and ready to wrap themselves around both girls, though Sayaka didn't seem to notice... or care.

[foodchaining]

Kyoko watched as her raging friend burst forwards, the erratic behavior spoke levels of what the girl must be going through. While it was true, -- maybe, the lancer could not understand. But, the redhead knew bad. And shit was shit.

Taking feelings out on a witch (or, before Sayaka - maybe a person) -- seemed like mannerisms more suited to the lancer.

"-Tch. If you're empty right now I'm a goddamn saint."

The familiars that encroach near the red clad girl get downed easily. That was one of the most frustrating things. This witch would be so easy for her.

[dolente]

The familiars rammed into Sayaka haphazardly, and she did nothing to block them. Thick, black branches sprung from the witch's core, a girl praying in the distance, colliding with the blue magical girl violently, more streaks of red bringing colour into the labyrinth.

It didn't stop her though, with another burst of speed she was undeterred, flying in sword first, swinging it wildly.

"Heh heh... heh heh heh...!"

[foodchaining]

Gritting teeth. Any other weapon would have snapped beneath her grip, she must have jerked forwards to pull the capped figure away from the mayhem to safety a hundred times.

But those wounds, they kept closing.

When would she have enough?

"Goddamn..."

[dolente]

A mix of dried brown and hot red, purples and blues turning to yellow — Sayaka's injuries were lending colour to the darkened world with their various stages of healing, but she didn't seem to notice, or care.

She had finally reached the witch, hacking and slashing at it with pure force. "Haha, hahahaha!" she laughed, the tone of her voice rising manically. "He's right!" she seemed to cry triumphantly, pounding the form of the witch into the ground, bits and pieces of Elsa Maria breaking off with a sickening sound. "If it do it this way, I don't feel anything at all!"

[foodchaining]

"Shit Sayaka, that's enough."

At some point Kyoko had moved closer to the madness that was the blood drenched girl. "Come off it." Eyeing the battered bits of the witch, she reached hesitantly towards her friend.

This wasn't just ripping something apart because you had some bad shit going on, it reminded her more like the crazies people got when that monster bit of them surfaces after too much sake.

[dolente]

She stopped. The witch was no longer moving after all, what with Sayaka splattered with what could probably be considered innards and blood. She reached down to scoop something up, then stood there silently for a moment, her eyes staring blankly ahead.

When she finally spoke, her voice sounded far off as she looked into the distance.

"You wanted this, right?" Her arm turned, revealing the grief seed standing erect in the palm of her hand, which dripped with dark stickiness.

[foodchaining]

Her hand stopped just before reaching Sayaka's shoulder, jerking back as the stained blue haired girl came to an extended pause.

Not really the touchy feely type, unless one counted how the lancer wanted to violently shake her fellow magical girl out of it.

Eyeing the grief seed as the dark stains begin to dissipate in a wisp, there's a clink - perhaps as she clenches the lance tighter. The magic residue coating the tip of her weapon fading. "You blockhead. That's not what I care about."

[dolente]

"What a coincidence..." she countered flatly. "Me neither." With that, she tipped her hand to the side, letting the seed drop down to the ground, as the labyrinth began to finally disappear.

It rolled backwards, clinking to a stop at Kyoko's foot.

[foodchaining]

The air around Kyouko practically glowes with rage. Despite her best efforts, the hurt still manages to show.

Even begging for food for Momo had not felt so demeaning. Sayaka would know the redhead would not leave the seed to waste. It was like throwing food in the gutter. Only this time, it seemed, merely for the sake of being cruel.

And that's not even the worst part.

A fang flashes, murder bright in crimson eyes, "What the hell has gotten into you?! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"

[dolente]

"Once you know how, it's pretty easy..." her body pulsed in the spots she was wounded as the barrier crumbled all around them, shattering to glass. Her cuts healed, the music notes swirling around them darkly.

"I don't think I'll be losing anymore."

[foodchaining]

"You don't know shit. You're a train wreck!"

The crescendo of healing notes seems to be increasing her fury. The girl is visibly shaking now, yelling doesn't seem to be enough of a release and she sure as shit won't cry. "The point is not to get hurt!" Sayaka throwing out that grief seed after burning through all that magic; it felt like she was like watching her friend toss her life aside. Doing it in an act sure to provoke Kyouko was just the cream on top.

All of Miki's strange behaviors added up to summon an old dread. "Don't you know where suicides wind up?!"

[dolente]

The girl's chin lifted again, her head turning slowly, unnaturally to look over her shoulder at Kyoko, taking on a disturbing angle in the darkness.

"I'll be going home now, so there's no need to follow me." Sayaka turned on her heel as her transformation lifted away, revealing her school uniform again. As she took a step away, her ankle seemed to fold under the weight of her body as she stumbled, just barely catching herself on with her hands on the pavement on her way down.

There was no need to answer Kyoko's question... the simple truth was, Sayaka didn't care. "I guess I must be tired..."

[foodchaining]

A stunned silence responds to the first statement, she had not meant to let the last remark slip - those emotions got the better of her.

Yet when the topic ripped its way to the surface, there was no denial. Dread turned to despair.

There's a slight motion, it would have been easy to catch the girl but she stops short - afraid of the reaction.

She's just tired... Her mind offers a fury of rationalizations that feel like lies. The instant resolve she had at what to do should she need to frightened her. Kyouko steps beside her friend, there's one last shimmer of magic as her transformation fades.

A hand is offered. "You said you remembered." The voice sounds too quiet now. It's clear the intention is to help the girl home.

[dolente]

Sayaka remains on her knees, it's either that she doesn't have the strength to look at Kyoko... or she can't. "Crystallis... right? There was a big house. A lot of people came and went, there were a lot of battles... but you..."

Her voice trails off for a moment, growing more quiet than when she'd started. "You were always there with me."

[foodchaining]

"Yeah."

When the hand's not taken, Kyouko sits on the ground beside Sayaka. Shifting to a comfortable position to wait it out until her counterpart feels rested enough to leave. She has no intention for things to be different here.

The grief seed stands erect on the ground where it landed, but that's a wound easily set aside. Acting rotten when you're hurting was something the orphan understood - so was chasing away the people you needed most.

[dolente]

Even if she was rough around the edges, even if it involved threats or violence sometimes, Kyoko... really was trying to be a friend, after all their rocky beginnings. She could see it now, even as she didn't take the grief seed, even as she sat there listening to her like this, when nothing made sense anymore.

"I'm sorry... I wasted your time."

[foodchaining]

There's a light pop as the top was removed from a can of chips, as the redhead prepares to take use of the idle time in the best way she knew how. She'd already pounded through some when the comment gives her pause.

"Huh?" A crimson glance tilts over to assess her friend. "You're not acting like yourself."

[dolente]

"Yeah," her eyes fell further to the side. "That's because... I don't really care anymore," she tried to sound nonchalant about it, almost. Like it was no big deal at all. As though she had been trying to convince herself all this time that it was true. If she just didn't care anymore, then...

"I don't know anymore... what exactly I was trying to protect. Or what was so important to me." The world around her was starting to feel dim, cold. She opened the hand that usually bore her ring, revealing a shadowy soul gem, swimming in despair.

[foodchaining]

At the reveal of the dark soul gem, Kyoko's filled with horror.

How? How could it already be this bad?! How could she not have known?

The grief seed! Kyoko snatches it up, praying it's enough as she moves it towards the dying gem. There was never a question in her mind of who to protect.