( closed ) life like the unplumbed sea;

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WHO: Elysium & friends(?)
WHAT: This is now just a catch-all for everything
WHERE: Everywhere
WHEN: 2024
WARNINGS: Blanket warning for possible explorations of dark themes in general, please tread at your own risk. I will, however, endeavour to include specifics in headers if applicable.

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[wheft]

[ if they're truly in trouble for going too far out into the outskirts, they would've been swatted by now. ]

By birth, huh. I guess our Bloodfiends can turn others into one of their own and call them their Kindred? We don't really know much about them.

[ not at this recent canonpoint anyway. the less she knows about them for now, the better. besides she's clearly more interested with that other tidbit he just said, her eyes widening. what did he say about originium again? ]

And, kind of. You mentioned it in that dream before. You exposed yourself to it in order to establish better communications, but it wore you out and...

[ her voice trails off as she flashes back to brasov, where she's been dragging him around like a portable wifi hotspot. she looks away, if only to pour herself another shot too. ]

I guess I should apologize for that. Not that I wasn't the only one pushing you around at that time, but I contributed to it. [ she brings her knees up to her chest before taking said shot. ] At least now you know that I'm a lot more to handle compared to you.

[ wow ]

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That's giving me too much credit. [ … reaching an arm around and ruffling her hair messily. His hand lingers, if only to give it a pat. ] Even though my signal wouldn't have reached if it weren't for it, catching a terminal illness wasn't exactly on the agenda.

[ The hand slides down; he doesn't have to be a member of the cocoon society to directly benefit from it, wrapping an arm around where her shoulders should be and drawing her in with a laugh. ]

It's fine, really. I would've done the things I did regardless of whether you were there or not. [ The promise he'd told her he had to fulfill. ] Besides, [ the slightest pause, ] Izou was the one who covered you for the home sprint and you weren't even the one who'd given me the most trouble.

[ If she's paying attention, she might note the slight tensing of his hand, head knocking against hers before it rests there, almost tentatively. ]

… I screwed up, but if you asked me if I'd change anything I probably wouldn't. [ … ] Say. Is it that you aren't mad at me, or is it that you don't have the energy for it?

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[ -- no, she just spoke too soon. all of a sudden he's petting the fuck out of her head which she's gotten quite used to by now, but then he puts his arm around her shoulders and pulls her in and elysium can definitely feel her own body tense as well.

it's strange, being in very close proximity like this with someone who isn't wriothesley, and even then he usually respects her personal space unlike this birdbrain here. but elysium's probably just like this to his friends, and... they aren't just friends, are they? they're best friends. even he himself is kind of hesitating, with the way his hand jerked just now.

but there's nothing wrong with a little skinship between friends, is there? so it's fine to lean her head against his as well, swaddled in his casual, warm embrace that she sorely needed since transylvania. ]

It's not just Izou. Everyone else helped me on the way out. It made me realized how loved he was. [ another sigh through her nose this time. ] And luckily for you, I'm too exhausted to get mad. I don't even know why I should be mad at you in the first place.

[ who's gonna tell her ]

Besides, I screwed up too. That means we're even. [ she closes her eyes. ] That means... you aren't alone in this.

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[ Nothing wrong with sharing a little intimacy between friends under the cooling autumn air … nothing wrong at all. At least, he isn't thinking anything of it beyond offering her a shoulder, his own problems so far and away. That in of itself is the problem, but it's fine—if he had to really dive deep, he would say this is what he prefers. ]

We've got a lot of reliable people, don't we? As loved as Wriothesley is… you're cherished, too. More important than those who have moved on are those left behind is a time old sentiment.

[ Finagling with refilling their cups and drinking might prove awkward at times, his proximity this close still managing to wax and wane. But he maintains the closeness because it's what he's promised to do: be there for her. ]

In your shoes, I think most would be. [ most already are. laughing it off, ] But who's comforting who? I'm not the one trying to isolate myself. [ what she doesn't know really can't hurt her… ] Silly you.

[ a finger flick to her temple. hmph. ]

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[ hey wtf. he's going to get a flick right on the forehead for that. hmph. ]

If you want me to get mad at you so badly, it's not that hard. I can just do that right now.

[ except she won't. can't believe someone actually wants her wrath. did he not see her beat up a traumatized teenager's ass last month? though then again, heathcliff used to like inciting her rage but that was then, and this was now.

she reaches over to down her sake with one gulp and, feeling nice and toasty, pulls away from elysium to finally lie down on the mat. ]

Come on. Let's do what we came here for already. [ it's stargazing time! ]

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Yeah? I happen to subscribe to the belief that if someone has the energy to get angry, they've got the energy for just about anything else. Glad to hear it, Miss [ heh. ] Ishmael.

[ … Just. Musing to himself a little of a the time where their interactions had been far more fraught. With his body in the condition that it is, maybe he shouldn't be provoking her. For what they've been through though, it is a bit of a miracle how she hadn't smacked him around for his hubris at the height of their tension.

She has a better handle on her temper than she thinks—at least, that's his impression of it. Or, had he formed that great of a first impression to counteract it? Ha. ]

Hmm. I'd say the moment you got on the motorcycle was the moment we accomplished what we sought out to do. Everything else's extra. [ Joining her flat on his back, eyes closing. ] What mattered was getting away. … Under the open sky, everything feels so inconsequential, doesn't it?

[wheft]

[ well, that's true. but she'd rather save what's left of her energy for another day. maybe she'll get pissed at elysium for an entirely different reason tomorrow, who knows. or maybe she'll even find out what he's been hiding from her this entire time, if he really is doing just that.

but it's like what he said. under the starlit sky, it seems like nothing else matters. ishmael cranes her head over to elysium's, her eyes searching the stars for something specific. ]

The open sea has made me feel like that, too. Like you're just... a tiny, insignificant drop in the ocean. [ a light chuckle. ] But I didn't want it to be like that. I wanted to live a life unlike everyone else's, so I left everything behind.

[ and look where it'd gotten her. ]

Was that the case for you, too?

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[ okay but would ishmael give him her rebound deets if it were to theoretically happen… all he's hiding is his affair(?) with her vtuber oshi is it really that big of a deal in the grand scheme of things??

and, well, his fraught relationships with several of their mutuals at the moment but that's not so much hiding as it is neither here nor there. If she were to ask! He'd answer! It's gauche when relationships could be repaired or mended over time unlike an entire death. ]

If anything, seeing the world exacerbated the feeling. [ His smile is dim, but with nothing more than the light of the moon and its reflection off the surface of the lake, it's probably hard to tell. Even as she shifts next to him, his gaze remains fixed upwards. ] Iberia wasn't really a place to live… or so I thought. Travelling the world and meeting so others makes you realise just how many people find value in being able to live alone. Because it's only when you live that there be hope for the future, right? A chance to create that life unlike everyone else's.

… I just left to see what Terra had to offer, really. Nothing nearly as grand. Being a traveller, moving from one country to the next, doing what I could, when I could—that was enough for me. [ He's closing his eyes, steadying his breathing. ] Still is, in a manner of speaking.

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[ IT DEPENDS ON WHO IT IS??? though, considering the kind of people they currently have in base right now, she's not really interested in some of these. rip.

she hums in acknowledgement, placing her hand back down on her stomach and continues to take in the starry sight above them. ]

That... sounds nice. You're living my dream, actually.

[ well, not sure about the part about helping people because she's not that kind. she lets out a deep breath regardless. ]

Or at least, a life I wish to have once I'm done with my contract at the company I'm currently working at. It's only recently that I figured out what I truly wanted to do, and it's to see everything the City has to offer. Warts and all. And I know I'll be doing it on my own once I'm free from other obligations, but...

[ she closes her eyes, her smile wistful. ]

It'd be nice to travel with someone one day. Just so they can have your back, especially with how dangerous the City can be. Back then, I didn't know who I am and... until now I still don't, but I'm starting to have an idea on what I want to be the more I sketch it out in my head. [ a soft laugh, now realizing how... idealistic she sounded just now. ] It's corny, isn't it? You can say it.

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[ Living her dream, huh? If he can inspire others to continue on where his journey ends, maybe it's enough for him not to be able to realise it himself. It's not as if it's anything extraordinary—there will always be others who dream of exploring every distant land and star. But there's an inherent comfort in knowing that someone who carries your memory on, will. ]

No more corny than wanting to become someone who connects the far corners of the world together. If dreams aren't allowed to be corny, what is? Dream big, aim big. Most of us only live once, and for so long at that. We gotta make it count while we can.

[ A hum, to indicate that he's turning over everything else she's saying in his head, too. ]

It's along the lines of what I told you before, though. So long as you're chasing something, that's still making something out of your life. We can't compare ourselves to others when we've all lived such totally different lives. Some people figure it out earlier, some——later. All we can do is what we can, when we can.

Unless you wanted me to tease you for it? I can do that too. [ Heheh. ] But I'm not surprised to hear you're a romantic, Ishmael. Travellers and voyagers alike tend to be. It might be premature to say this, but I hope you are able to find that someone. Someday.

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[ what the hell. he has no right being so sappy like that. clicking her tongue, she immediately elbows his side like a kneejerk reaction. ]

You're already doing that right now. There's not a single romantic bone in my body, you know.

[ romance is usually flowers, poems, kissing under the moonlight -- right? she said nothing about those things just now. elysium's being an idiot as usual. just because she wanted to explore the world with someone does not mean it's all sugar and rainbows. ]

But... I kind of get what you're saying.

[ she thinks of the unfinished sketch she made in her head, of walking down the pier with queequeg with books or weaponry in their arms. that too is romance, isn't it? just being with someone you love and/or adore is romantic in and of itself.

she exhales, leaning her head sideways till she lightly bonks elysium's head. ]

Thanks for kidnapping me, by the way. I had fun.

🎀

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[ He scowls back, a faint flicker of annoyance crossing his face—but it's the kind of scowl that doesn't reach his eyes. It's mild, almost playful, more reflex than genuine emotion, as if he's reacting simply for the sake of it rather than out of any real offense. ]

So you say. But who's the one who ended up in a relationship between the two of us? Don't think I don't remember all your reactions back in Vegas.

[ Their countless shared moments, etched in memory: her fiery anger in his defense during and following the bachelor party, the stolen glances exchanged under the desert sky during trailer nights. The subtle ways they tried to shield each other, unable to conceal the affection that lingered between them. The fragments of joy that she was too embarrassed to admit to, to counter the influence of the Alitta Virens.

Elysium's expression softens, his lips curving into a quiet smile as he sifts through those memories, letting the warmth of them settle over him. Eventually, he does take to a stand, laughing even as he's bonked on the head. No scowl this time. ]

C'mon. Let's head back before I get in trouble and really get put under medical confinement. [ An extension of his hand for her to take. ] I don't think they've realised it'll take more to stop me than being five floors up from the ground.

I had fun, too.