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pineslog2017-07-05 11:20 am
sirnyxalot) wrote in pineslog2017-07-05 11:20 am
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Just a young gun with a quick fuse;
Who: Nyx Ulric
Where: Town, the gym, at home, etc
When: July Catch-all
What: In a single day the world changed. Let's talk about that.
Warnings: Probably too many emotions to count.
[Open]
[In a single day the world changed, and with it Nyx felt at home. What does it say about him that without an active war he'd felt stagnant? Like he was treading water;
trying to keep his head up. Now there's a target, a goal, and a not-insignificant part of him was happy.
As happy as a man can be when people have died, anyway.
After the attack all he could do was try to recover. Three days of being unable to just stop and shut down left him vulnerable, and the moment everything was over he crashed. An inoculation, two days of rest, and a return to the hospital later to have his wounds actually looked at by a professional and he was about as good as he was going to get.
The moment they announced the option to go beyond the wall, Nyx signed up for their tests. He was no use to anyone sitting safely behind the wall (a sentiment that he was more than familiar with).
Until they got their shit together, however, he had little to do but help repair what was damaged, and finally, finally, being able to talk about what he'd been holding back for months. There were a few people that deserved the truth, after all.]
(Focused starters below for closed threads)
Where: Town, the gym, at home, etc
When: July Catch-all
What: In a single day the world changed. Let's talk about that.
Warnings: Probably too many emotions to count.
[Open]
[In a single day the world changed, and with it Nyx felt at home. What does it say about him that without an active war he'd felt stagnant? Like he was treading water;
trying to keep his head up. Now there's a target, a goal, and a not-insignificant part of him was happy.
As happy as a man can be when people have died, anyway.
After the attack all he could do was try to recover. Three days of being unable to just stop and shut down left him vulnerable, and the moment everything was over he crashed. An inoculation, two days of rest, and a return to the hospital later to have his wounds actually looked at by a professional and he was about as good as he was going to get.
The moment they announced the option to go beyond the wall, Nyx signed up for their tests. He was no use to anyone sitting safely behind the wall (a sentiment that he was more than familiar with).
Until they got their shit together, however, he had little to do but help repair what was damaged, and finally, finally, being able to talk about what he'd been holding back for months. There were a few people that deserved the truth, after all.]
(Focused starters below for closed threads)
shhhhhhh
How's it work?
[ like HELLO LIGHTNING. she's heard stories of force lightning from jedis so she's trying to see if whatever nyx is is like a jedi. she has very little to go on re: outside sources of magic. it's pretty much nyx and the force and ...narnia.
shut up. ]
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He opens his mouth and pauses, perplexed. She probably couldn't have summed up everything in a harder question to answer if she had tried. He looks down, thinking.]
It's...life, of a sort. It draws on the caster's life to power the magic. I just reach inside myself and think about what I want it to do. Mold it into a set of spells we can use.
[He holds out his hands, palms up, and focuses. He can feel one arm turn cold as ice frosts over his skin, and the other trembles with energy; lightning sparking up along his fingers. She's seen this before, but he's more confident with it now. Perhaps in part because he was able to use it as intended for the first time since he woke up here.]
Ice, Thunder, Fire, Protect... [A shift of focus and the ice melts in a wash of fire that settles like a campfire over his palm. He moves his other arm like he's holding a shield to the side; clear hexagons coalesce into a solid dome.] For those of us who can stomach it we can warp across a battlefield in a matter of seconds. Your potential is only limited by how strong you are. Run out of magic or push yourself too hard?
[He closes his fist, snuffing the fire out, and lets the barrier fade to nothing.]
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It makes an impressive crack when you're hitting something with it?
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Can I see your shield again? [ she's gonna touch it. get ready to have to explain every single facet of your magic, son. ]
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He obliges, summoning the barrier between them. It's bigger this time, enough to cover the front of his body in a curving arc meant to deflect hits rather than take blows head on. The hexagons catch the light, reflecting blue as their edges solidify.]
Have at it. I can hold this as long as you want me to.
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There's the Force, in our galaxy. [ ours being hers and cassian's, obviously. ] It's... complicated, half Religion, half fairy tale, but it's a life force. My mother said it surrounds every living thing, holding us together. The Jedi could use the Force, bend it to their will.
[ she backs up as she explains a concept she can't begin to understand. ] They were all murdered when I was a little girl, executed during the war I was born in. The Sith, the evil ones -- [ she rolls her eyes, every fairy tale has a bad guy ] -- could do that lightning thing.
[ and with a short run, she leaps at the shield, landing in an awkward crouch when the curve of the shield doesn't allow her foot any purchase. her eyebrows lift again, but this time she seems mildly impressed. ]
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Our magic isn't like that, although I guess you could say it's pretty similar in the 'religion' aspect. It was given to our royal family a long time ago by the Astrals. Some kind of massive crystal. In truth I don't know if the Astrals are even real, I've never seen one, but the crystal is. It's what protected Insomnia until the day it fell.
Problem being that only the royal family it was given to was supposed to be able to wield its magic. Us glaives were just weird, I guess. It was found out certain people could use it who weren't royalty. So the late King Regis founded the Kingsglaive to help protect the city during the war. We borrowed his magic. Learned how to do this. [Gestures toward the shield.]
Was never supposed to be able to keep it.
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[ massive crystals holding power at least makes loads of sense to her. ]
You can't make something from nothing.
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Suffice to say I was found "worthy" of their power for the night. It should have killed me, but whatever happened to bring me here must have stalled it somehow. Woke up in that hospital so certain I was dead. I think that's one of the reason Cassian and I related so well at first.
[He can talk about it now without feeling the weight of what happened pulling him down. However it happened, he is still here and now there's another future to consider.]
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Oh, because we're dead. [ she literally just woke up from being dead a second time and still sounds too dismissive about dying for the galaxy. no big deal, just dying. ]
As far as things to bond over, maybe too macabre.
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We never really got to talk about it. [For obvious reasons.] I'm glad he has friends from home. It makes this easier somehow; not being alone.
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We died on a beach, vaporized by a weapon meant to kill planets, [ jyn offers lightly, drumming her nails against the shield as he moves it. ] He's stuck with me now.