[it takes a moment but Itsuki will send a picture over the phone,
the picture is of that moment -- of the barest outline of a woman with long hair in a braid, with a feather tucked in it, resting her hands on Percy and Vax,
he's taken some artistic license here -- percy and vax aren't injured and bloody for one, but it's a mostly accurate rendition. sometimes, your heliotrope power is good for something,]
it's not, though. it takes vax a little longer than usual, but he appears in the archway and then makes his way through the library, spotting wherever itsuki's hanging out, and calling - ] Fluffy. Can I see?
[ sometimes you just fucking run here to see something like this
it's. it just a lot, to see it again. to see the expressions on their faces, just barely, but more importantly, to see vex'ahlia. even if it's not fully her, he knows it is, and vax just sort of stares at it for a while, his hand resting on the edge of itsuki's chair, until it starts to fade.
just to remind himself that it happened, that it was real.
he exhales, as it starts to fade away, and says, very softly: ] ...thanks.
[...What would it feel like, to want to see someone like that so badly? Itsuki has his sister, but he's associated her memory with so much guilt that thinking of her hurts even now.
Well, Itsuki thinks he understands a little more, now that he remembers Buzen again. If he got to see him again...]
...That should be my line. I don't get a lot of opportunities here to show people something nice.
vax pulls his hands away from the chair and reaches up to scrub at his face. even without any emotion share - because this is a backtag - it is almost impossible to miss the flurry of feelings across his face, the bone deep exhaustion that seems to set into his shoulders as the image disappears. ]
... Glad you did, though. We got lucky. [ to say the least. ]
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week 3 sunday
how's percy
how are you
[HE HAS TO SAY THAT FIRST, HELLO THE EMOTIONAL TOIL THEY'VE BOTH BEEN THROUGH]
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We're alive. 's for sure.
Thanks for checking in.
Waiting to talk to the residents about whatever happened.
What a fucking day, huh?
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[he put it the best way honestly]
it was a lot for sure but we were only watching
can't imagine how you guys feel
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Whatever reached out for us.
That was my sister.
...so. We're both alive, and for better or for worse, I got to see Vex'ahlia.
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i thought she looked familiar
[it takes a moment but Itsuki will send a picture over the phone,
the picture is of that moment -- of the barest outline of a woman with long hair in a braid, with a feather tucked in it, resting her hands on Percy and Vax,
he's taken some artistic license here -- percy and vax aren't injured and bloody for one, but it's a mostly accurate rendition. sometimes, your heliotrope power is good for something,]
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Where are you right now
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[does vax need help... but if he did then he'd ask itsuki to come over right]
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[ well that seems rude!
it's not, though. it takes vax a little longer than usual, but he appears in the archway and then makes his way through the library, spotting wherever itsuki's hanging out, and calling - ] Fluffy. Can I see?
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[im gonna say that Vax has caught Itsuki before his power fades,
the image is still in the air, exactly like the picture on the phone.]
...The still images last the longest. It usually vanishes quicker if I add motion or sound to it.
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it's. it just a lot, to see it again. to see the expressions on their faces, just barely, but more importantly, to see vex'ahlia. even if it's not fully her, he knows it is, and vax just sort of stares at it for a while, his hand resting on the edge of itsuki's chair, until it starts to fade.
just to remind himself that it happened, that it was real.
he exhales, as it starts to fade away, and says, very softly: ] ...thanks.
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Well, Itsuki thinks he understands a little more, now that he remembers Buzen again. If he got to see him again...]
...That should be my line. I don't get a lot of opportunities here to show people something nice.
[there's just so much trauma...]
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vax pulls his hands away from the chair and reaches up to scrub at his face. even without any emotion share - because this is a backtag - it is almost impossible to miss the flurry of feelings across his face, the bone deep exhaustion that seems to set into his shoulders as the image disappears. ]
... Glad you did, though. We got lucky. [ to say the least. ]