Just a young gun with a quick fuse;

[sirnyxalot]

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)

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Crowe | Closed

[sirnyxalot]

[For awhile after the attack there hadn't been much of a chance to talk. Sure, they were given "permission" to openly discuss their actual lives (he was just about ready to do it anyway, regardless of what they wanted), but the aftermath was a quiet several days of mourning and trying to digest all over again that he was not only somewhere new, but that they'd be frozen for a thousand years.

It's beyond all of his experiences. Not even Niflheim had that kind of technology. And to bring back the dead?

The evidence is right in front of him, has been all along, but it didn't stop him from losing Aranea during the attack. It didn't stop the peaceful life these townsfolk lived from being torn up and thrown into hell. They didn't deserve this.

Crowe was first on his list to talk to. She'd been asking questions he couldn't answer from day one and now that he could they were burning the tip of his tongue. He needed to tell someone who will understand, who hadn't been there but was still involved in the betrayal on a very personal level. She and Raven were almost inseparable, but finally Nyx is able to catch her on her own at home.]

Got a minute?

[He gestures toward the roof; a spot of privacy in case Raven or Luna return soon.]

Iris | Closed

[sirnyxalot]

[It took awhile, though not nearly as long as he was expecting, but now with the law lifted Nyx has a promise to fulfill. As much as he doesn't necessarily want to tell a young girl how her father died he also promised to never lie to her. If she wants to know, he'll tell her.

So he approaches their home, quietly wondering at how a place he'd never really been to before can seem so intimately familiar, and rings the bell. He doesn't know if she's home, but he's not sure where else she would be right now.]

[realists]

[ very early in july, jyn rolls up to the gym and shoves herself through the door, hands tangled in her hair as she sweeps it into a low bun, messier than usual like she can't find it in her to give a fuck. being recently dead broke her give a fuck button about a lot of things.

like pda. that was weird. ]

Hey Nyx! Are you going to tell me about your magic now? [ ah, jyn erso. as subtle as a shovel to the stomach. rip melshi. ]