melodiesoflife | Event || Revelations

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Event || Revelations

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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[Duster's hands unnecessarily tighten on the rope. Aoi's presence makes him warm all over, but whispering is too much. His body subconsciously relaxes int Aoi's, and his voice lowers.]

Let's go.

[The descent is easier the second time, though the thrill is still there. His stomach drops with the speed they're going and with Aoi right behind him, but it's not a fearful kind. His mind clears, and all he knows is the snowy landscape rapidly disappearing and the cold wind in his face.

...And the tree line. Duster leans to the left, but without tugging on the rope, the sled doesn't curve enough. They're going to crash.]

Hup! [It's all or nothing! He pulls and leans as hard as he can, sending the sled and the two of them jerking away at the last moment and straight into a snow bank.]

[Aoi tumbles out of the sled as they crash, letting go of his hold on Duster so he doesn't drag his boyfriend with him.]

Awwww, shit. [He's laughing as he curses, though. That was pretty terrible, but he's having so much fun. He picks himself up and dusts off the worst of the snow from his body.]

Babe, you ok? [Aoi offers him a hand up, grinning. His cheeks are pink with the cold, but it's fine.]

Pfeh. [Some snow got into Duster's mouth, and it's awful. At least dirt doesn't hurt his teeth.]

Yeah, I'm okay. [He grips Aoi's wrist and sits up.] That was close...

[Aoi brushes snow off Duster, too. He's not bothered. Wipeouts are a part of sledding.]

It was fine. It was fun. [He is shivering a little now, though. Or maybe it's adrenaline.]

You wanna try somethin' else? We can move on if sledding's not your thing.

[...He feels so awkward standing still while Aoi wipes Duster and brushes off the remaining snow off of Aoi's arms at the same time.]

No, its fine. I'd like to try it one more time, only without falling off.

[He's gotta give Aoi a good time. After his first try, he has to do better.]

[Aoi leans forward and kisses Duster again, lingering a little longer this time. For warmth.]

Ok, let's try again. Just...aim away from the trees and we'll be fine.

[Duster relaxes into the kiss. Yeah, it's for warmth, he tells himself as he parts his lips to taste a little more.

He pulls away slowly and silently. They need to do this again, but he grabs the rope one more time and turns to the hill. He knows how to walk up a mountain of snow this time, and he manages to reach the top with minimum slipping.]

Edited 2016-09-10 20:34 (UTC)

[Aoi follows behind Duster. He's cute when he gets all determined. When the reach the top of the hill, he climbs in the sled and scoots his butt to help position the sled for a straight shot down the hill.]

'kay, this should be good. Get us to the bottom of the hill, and I'll show you some mistletoe next.

[When Aoi scoots his, Duster stretches his legs and pushes himself back into Aoi.]

Hold on.

[He pushes the sled, and down they go. He lets the sled take them wherever it wants for the first half of the ride, but as the houses of Christmas Town disappear behind the trees, he leans to the left, and the sled slightly turns with him, Instead of careening to the side, it gently curves. Snow flies away as the right edge digs into the snow, and the two miss the trees.

Their elbows do brush against the snowbank, but at least they aren't covered in snow.]

That was awesome! I'm the best damned sledding teacher out there.

[They could, like, get up and stand in the cold snow again, but for the moment, Aoi stays in the sled, with his chest pressed close to Duster's back and his legs stretched around Duster's. It's comfy and warm.]

So, you don't know any Christmas traditions, do you?

[The temptation to troll is so strong.]

[He turns his head, not minding sitting down in the middle of the snow.] We don't have Christmas where I'm from.

[It's like the plot to a dumb holiday movie.]

I mean, we have a winter solstice festival, but we just eat a lot of food and talk to each other. It's...different.

Well, there's a ton of lore to Christmas. I'll get you up to speed. C'mon.

[He nudges Duster with his leg as he scoots back to stand up. He can fill Duster in on the main traditions on the way to the sled stand to return their toboggan. He's keeping an eye out for archways and doors where somebody might've hung a sprig of mistletoe.]

Like what? Santa Claus?

[He knows a little from looking through the list of jobs, but anything Aoi says will have much more weight.]

Well, yeah. There's lots of stories about him. Some of 'em are nice, and some of them are pretty horrific. Like, do you know why Santa's coat is red?

[He drags Duster along with him as he props the sled back on the rack and starts walking back toward the town. There's gotta be some mistletoe there.]

[Obviously it's symbolic, but there has to be a good story behind it. Duster holds onto Aoi's hand while they're walking.]

Why?

[If Duster's expecting a happy story, he's gonna be disappointed.]

A long time ago, there were two Santa Clauses. One wore white, and he was the kind Santa that gave presents to the good kids. The other one wore black, and he played tricks on the bad kids. But after a while, the black Santa's tricks got crueler and crueler. So the white Santa killed him, and got blood all over his suit. So now there is no white Santa Claus or a black Santa Claus. There's just the guy in red.

[He shrugs.]

The white Santa just wanted to protect the kids, but to do that, he had to do somethin' terrible. Do you think he was right or wrong?

[...He's not disappointed, but that's darker than he expected. Duster is quiet and watches his own feet as they make their way through the snow. It's a story that needs some thinking.]

So now there's one Santa to do both jobs. [He returns his gaze at Aoi.] If...it was to protect the kids, then yeah. He was right to kill the black Santa. That's what a protector of the people do.

[Aoi doesn't look at Duster. His eyes are turned toward their feet. But his hand tightens its grip on Duster's.]

Yeah. That's what protectors do.

[This is not a lighthearted walk in the snow anymore.]

...it's what I had to do. [He lets go of Duster's hand. Just because Duster understands the necessity doesn't mean he wants to date somebody like him. But Aoi doesn't wanna trick him into thinking he's better than he is. Duster deserves better than that.]

[...Ah. So it's a story about himself. That's why he calls himself Santa; it's a reference to the legend.

Duster lets his hand drop and swing beside his hip, then slides it into a pocket when it gets cold. Even for someone as dense as he is, Duster knows that Aoi killed someone before. The musician has done it before; most enemies survive another day, but a few...a few die, whether on the spot or hours after a lifetime of pain. It was all in the name of protecting the Nowhere Islands and humanity, wasn't it? He's just as much of a killer as Aoi is.

That doesn't make it any easier.]

Did everything turn out alright? [Was it worth it?]

Yeah. I saved Akane's life. It's...complicated, how we did it.

[And 'alright' is kind of a relative term. Akane's told him of a future apocalyptic event on Earth that they'll have to work on when they get home. But in terms of the present, yeah.]

I...just thought you should know.

[This is so dumb, talking about shit like this. He should just dig up his file and hide it in Duster's room for him to find and read through. That'd be way less awkward. Aoi's already kicking himself for ruining this nice date they had going, just 'cause he couldn't find some mistletoe.]

[The date's certainly lost some of its magic, though Duster hopes it's only because they haven't picked out their next destination.]

...It's good. That you told me.

[He told Rialynn of his world when he first arrived, and Aoi learned earlier during this mad chase. It's only right that they learn about each other, Duster tells himself.]

There's...it's a hard job, being a hero. I got hurt a lot while saving the Nowhere Islands, and not just in battle. [Emotionally, psychologically. Tanetane Islands was a surefire way to convince them all never to take drugs in their lifetime.]

Yeah. [Ok, that's done, and they can never talk about it again. And Aoi can stop privately feeling guilty as hell for keeping secrets from Duster.]

The world's kinda a shit place, and you gotta be tough to survive it. But it's what you gotta do.

[As they walk, they pass by a bonfire. Elves are gathered around, roasting chestnuts and marshmallows on sticks. Aoi's not hungry for any of it, but it looks nice and warm.]

Oh, look over there. You ever roast a marshmallow before?

[They should talk about it again, but at home, someplace familiar, and not in the middle of a date. If there's anything that Duster learned while away from Tazmily, it's that true friends care about your problems and will back you up.

...Someone has to play that role for Aoi.]

Marshmallows? Yeah. You can roast pretty much anything over a fire. [He's thankful for the change in topic, and food would be nice. Food and warmth. And a new thing to talk about.]

['s not like Aoi has nobody to talk to. He's got his sister. What more does any guy need?]

Ok, hotshot. Show me what you got. [The elves happily hand over spare roasting sticks and marshmallows as the join in around the bonfire.

Aoi takes one and immediately lights his marshmallow on fire. That's the best way to do it, burn it and then peel off the crackled shell and enjoy that melted goodness inside.]

[Patience, grasshopper. It's like the marshmallow is secretly alive and is trying to attack them and must be set on fire as soon as possible. Doesn't stop Duster from poking at his to make sure. He learned to be cautious after a jar of jam attacked him.

He sets his marshmallow over burning logs at the bottom of the fire where it's hot enough without any flames. The triangular hold formed by three sticks makes for a decent marshmallow oven, so long as Duster holds it there for a minute.]

How does it taste? [Hmmm, hmmm, waiting for it to melt without burning.]

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