youre_smashing | oh hay kimi does some testing with one of those drakengard dudes

oh hay kimi does some testing with one of those drakengard dudes

['sup Smash Academy. You might notice a thin woman with brown hair, in a white dress wandering around the grassier, greener parts of campus. She doesn't call attention to herself but she seems to emit a certain aura about her. Of purity? Of calm?

Well, either way if you approach her she will look imploringly and say...]

I wish not to disturb you, but I am looking for someone. I heard he might be here. Would you be so kind to help me?

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[He knows who she is looking for. He knows what she means when she says what she says. He knows all of those things. But he also knows that he must be insane to be seeing the vision that she is.

So when he approaches her, he dares not to touch. Instead, he simply stands and stares. The man would gawk if he didn't keep some kind of hold on his manners.

Or maybe she's looking for Inuart. He hopes it's not the latter.]

[It takes Furiae a few moments to realise that the man she is looking for, is standing right in front of her. Her hands that were held together in prayer are now down at her sides. She smiles and cautiously walks forward towards Caim.]

Ah... my prayers were answered. Caim, is that you?

[Her prayers. Caim can't imagine why her prayers would be to see him. He failed her so horribly back home. A part of his mind is having the hardest time just... accepting her presence. He knows what he saw. He knows what he fought in the sky. He knows what he saw when Inuart placed her into the SeeD of Destruction.

Why does she look so beautiful and so perfect now?]

......

[He nods and a hesitant hand reaches out, pauses, and finally finishes the connect by taking her cheek into his palm gently.]

It is you, my heart is overjoyed.

[She bows her head in the presence of her beloved brother. Furiae feels relieved for this is truly him. He feels the same as always. And that pact... that pact that has sealed his voice forever. It is hard for her not to hear him anymore.]

[His is a softness with her that he has for no other. She is his sister. And she is - was, at least - the Goddess. For her to have nothing less than his respect would be unheard of. How does he protect her now? How will he?

He is a monster.

In an effort to see perchance, a bit of that 'overjoyed' expression, his hand shifts to her chin so that he might tip it up in the slightest manner. And though his words be silent, he imagines she must understand him better than almost anyone else.]

You are alive. How? Why? Is this my punishment?

Alive?

[Furiae's relieved expression turns to a frown. She is confused, why does her brother think that she would be anything but?]

If I were to die, then all would be lost...

[The thought weighs heavily on her mind, and on Kimi's because she hasn't decided on a canon point yet.]

[Every canon point for Furiae is a good canon point. As long as she's alive. Or not. No. Every canon point is a good canon point. There are no losses.

He eyes her curiously, a bit skeptical. Relieved, but immensely skeptical. He's... missed her a great deal.

Her frown very quickly reminds him of how she was when she was bestowed with such a grand burden. Verdelet. It is all of Verdelet's doing. Caim hates that man. Hates him almost as much as he hates dragons.]

...We can talk of it later.

[His head tips at her, faint concern staining his blue eyes.]

How is it that you are here?

I do not know.

[She had pondered this hard and long. And yet she still had no answer to give for when this inevitable question came up.]

I walked and stumbled for a brief moment and I appear in a place far from the war.

[It was almost as simple as that. Furiae's eyes look at the area around them. So much is unfamiliar to her.]

The wind had whispered your name.

[The wind whispered his name? When she speaks in such a way, Caim likens her to a leaf on the wind. What a strange girl. She's always been quaint, however. And he doesn't dislike that. But he doesn't understand much of what she's saying, or how it's possible. What is... he to do?

His past is locked in with the monstrosity that he is. She deserves better, but he gets the sinking suspicion that she wouldn't feel the same way if they ever argued as much. Even with him being mute, he doesn't doubt that they could banter as they did when they were children.]

Then the wind has been kinder to you than it has to me.

[For the last time he saw her, she plunged a dagger into her heart. He feels like the Gods are mocking him.]