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melodiesoflife2017-01-30 05:18 am
revitalise) wrote in melodiesoflife2017-01-30 05:18 am
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even if eternal sadness shakes me
Who: Tear Grants & anyone who decides to intervene.
When: January 29th
Where: The laboratory.
Summary: It's high time Tear took on facing her Calamity Self, and so she sets forth to hopefully do it on her own.
Warnings: Mentions of bullying and emotional manipulation to start. Her big brother is Van Grants, that should say plenty.
There were still traces of snowflakes resting in Tear’s hair when she took a careful look around the room, not bothering to shake them off. Already her lips were set thin with simply being in it, given the place had little in terms of offering her any comfort and keeping at bay less than pleasant memories. For now it was completely empty, save for the faithful Moogle companion who would help her initiate the process just as she would have preferred it. Though truthfully she would have preferred Sein not be there at all if it had been possible, particularly when he seemed to be opposed to her method of going forward with this trial alone.
"Mystearica, are you absolutely sure about doing it this way, kupo...?"
A quiet, barely audible sigh escapes the girl's lips before she shakes her head slowly, turning to face her companion properly with a resigned look. "I'm absolutely sure. This is something I should face on my own first."
But when the moogle's worried expression doesn't lessen any, Tear does her best to give him a reassuring smile. She knew he was only looking out for her well-being, and it was that knowledge that brought her to her next decision.
"If things begin to go wrong... You have my permission to go find help, if it hasn't followed me here already."
She knew the spirit her friends and the other Heroes well by now, that it was unlikely she would be alone for long. With that being enough for the Moogle, the process began. Tear didn't even wince when half her abilities were torn from her, leaving only the songs she so often turned to when the figure began to take form in front of her. But her eyes did widen slightly when what emerged was not a mirror image of her current self, but someone smaller—someone nearly four years in the past, with purple eyes focused not on Tear, but the hands held before her covered in blood.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry…!"
Without thinking Tear winced, hearing the horror in the younger form's voice as she beheld her trembling hands. So, this was how it was going to be...
When: January 29th
Where: The laboratory.
Summary: It's high time Tear took on facing her Calamity Self, and so she sets forth to hopefully do it on her own.
Warnings: Mentions of bullying and emotional manipulation to start. Her big brother is Van Grants, that should say plenty.
There were still traces of snowflakes resting in Tear’s hair when she took a careful look around the room, not bothering to shake them off. Already her lips were set thin with simply being in it, given the place had little in terms of offering her any comfort and keeping at bay less than pleasant memories. For now it was completely empty, save for the faithful Moogle companion who would help her initiate the process just as she would have preferred it. Though truthfully she would have preferred Sein not be there at all if it had been possible, particularly when he seemed to be opposed to her method of going forward with this trial alone.
"Mystearica, are you absolutely sure about doing it this way, kupo...?"
A quiet, barely audible sigh escapes the girl's lips before she shakes her head slowly, turning to face her companion properly with a resigned look. "I'm absolutely sure. This is something I should face on my own first."
But when the moogle's worried expression doesn't lessen any, Tear does her best to give him a reassuring smile. She knew he was only looking out for her well-being, and it was that knowledge that brought her to her next decision.
"If things begin to go wrong... You have my permission to go find help, if it hasn't followed me here already."
She knew the spirit her friends and the other Heroes well by now, that it was unlikely she would be alone for long. With that being enough for the Moogle, the process began. Tear didn't even wince when half her abilities were torn from her, leaving only the songs she so often turned to when the figure began to take form in front of her. But her eyes did widen slightly when what emerged was not a mirror image of her current self, but someone smaller—someone nearly four years in the past, with purple eyes focused not on Tear, but the hands held before her covered in blood.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry…!"
Without thinking Tear winced, hearing the horror in the younger form's voice as she beheld her trembling hands. So, this was how it was going to be...
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Normally Jade would prefer to stay silent when others were dealing with their ghosts, but they'd just be at a standstill if the Shadow didn't let everything out. Perhaps a little prompting would be helpful...
"This is about Van, is it not? Or is there something else bothering you as well?" No beating around the bush.