Before Dawn - Closed

[shadowsincryo]

WHO: Kaeya Alberich shadowsincryo and Verso fromfire
WHEN:Early morning
WHERE:Out in Jinglewalk
WHAT: When two wayward wanders meet up
NOTES\WARNINGS: none so far


[There is an aimlessness he can’t quite name that has chased him since he got here. Starting over is difficult. He did it once when he was ten, but he had been surrounded by love. And when he became content with his place in life it happened again. It’s hard not to feel frustrated when ripped from a place that had become home.

Frida the chocobo isn’t a horse. But her love is unconditional all the same. It’s all a Calvary knight can ask for. He lets her run while his mind is off somewhere else. He has been thinking about what to add to this place since he and Verso had a chat. At first beauty had seemed like a wonderful thing. But more and more some part of him just wants to go home. It is an ache in his chest he can’t let go of.

He and Frida sprint past the trolley car and down the side of the tracks, a flash of blue and purple. The wind pulls at him but it doesn’t smell right. He can’t drift to memory. Scenery flashes by until Frida comes to a stop in a grassy area by the sea. He lingers in the saddle for a moment. She looks back at him and he smiles.] It might not be so bad of a place for a valley. What do you think? I do value your opinion too.

[She looks out at the land around him. He guides her closer to the sea and drops off of her side with the ease of practice. He stands up and dusts himself off, glancing around once more.] Stables close to the wall of the valley. Keep you sheltered from storms. The vineyards need a good wind and the water over there, [He turns and points then he blinks, lifting his hand in a wave.] Well, letting the wind lead you?

Comments

[shadowsincryo]

I know. But this is as much about preventing harm as it is about building muscle memory. I can form weapons without a thought. I know exactly how much to channel to do it.

Hence, scaling up is easier. [He cups Verso’s hand and notes the warmth. His other hand hovers over the cut. He reaches for the magic at his core and lets the barest trickle flow. It feels like touching cool water but nothing happens. The cut remains open. He allows more magic to flow.

The feel of cold water. There is a tingle in the cut. It takes a lot to let the door open a little and hold it. He lets more flow, this time he mimics how much he uses to form a knife. To Verso, it will feel like sinking his hand into snow. The cut is starting to close.]

[fromfire]

I suppose I see the sense in that -- [ With his free hand, he lightly points at Kaeya's face then flicks it over to point at Frida. The bird leans her head down to have the tip of his finger scratch along her beak. ]

Guess so.

[ His understanding of how chroma works wouldn't be helpful in this case, especially since the chroma in his body has weakened. Furthermore, chroma itself is part of the natural environment. He really has nothing he can do to help -- beyond being a guinea pig and echo chamber.

Like before, he doesn't flinch at his hand being cut. He tilts his head at the chill that wraps around his hand. It is like dipping it into snow. The cold will eventually increase and travel up his wrist, but it's bearable. Not like the sudden icy shock of before. ]

That is better.

[shadowsincryo]

Good. [He holds the magic steady. With a knife, he channels it then the knife is ready for use. Like this, he is feeding a constant amount of magic to slowly close the cut.

When it is done, he breathes in and wipes a bit of sweat from his face.] How does it feel this time. Better but, how?

[fromfire]

Why don't you take a second to rest first before we get into analysis?

[ With his "good" hand, he lightly pats the side of Frida for Kaeya to come rest against. He wonders if using all that ice would have other negative reactions.

But seeing him even a little tired, he feels like he should offer him a place to stretch before carrying on. ]

[shadowsincryo]

[He sighs but gives in. Frida welcomes him back with nibbling at the fluff on his cape. This is a gathering of friends to her.

Kaeya stretches once and settles. He had used a steady amount of magic but it is only a little drain. Like flexing a well used muscle in a new way.] I’ll rest if it’s completely closed. It didn’t wear me out, just a bit of a strain.

[fromfire]

It's a little strain and it's a little cut.

[ Verso casually replies back to Kaeya. He leans back against Frida, tilts his head back up to stare at the bird. Her head drops down to lightly pat the crown of his head before nuzzling her master's face. ]

It's nice, you know? Resting? [ He turns his head and smiles wider. ]