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Destiny Strings Mods ([personal profile] stringmods) wrote in [community profile] destinystrings2013-02-27 11:26 pm

Redi Domum

Who: The missing visitors and you. Open to everyone.
Where: MAGI Labs
Summary: After being violently removed from the Tower of Animus, everyone is returned 'home'.
Warnings: None

There was a tight clench behind your navel, the sensation of something dragging you through the fabric of time and space itself... it was an unpleasant sensation, almost sickening. Those of Hinoto-Ri had vanished from the tower completely when the clock struck midnight from what had just happened, removed from that reality. It had happened with such abruptness that it was downright disorienting to observe. There was no chance for a hurried goodbye, no chance of even letting out a surprised scream...

Those of Hinoto-Ri were dragged back to their own world with very little grace, and for a dizzying and wild thirty seconds, they suffered from the sensation of thick tentacles grasping and yanking their bodies this way and that through a swirling blur of matter. Where were they going? What had caused this?

After those sickening moments that seemed to last far longer, they were unceremoniously shoved out of the Shining Trapezohedron in a stream of bright lights, and into what looked like a giant room filled with computer screens. At least it didn't appear to be the Mictlan, like when the other group had returned.

Pray that you weren't on the bottom of the pile...

Now there was a quiet hum, as an alarm went off. Lights shone brightly upon you as scientists outside were running scans to determine you weren't harmful from your trip. That left you time to think.

You had finally met him...

Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos. He'd taunted some of you, shown you another world you had been sent to save...but in the end, nothing much had changed. Perhaps there was small solace that it was still standing and not completely obliterated as had been his plan. The questioned remained, however...

Where was He now? ...you could figure that out later. There were reunions to be had first.

[OOC - Anyone can start threads.]
booyaka_boom: (Worried Sad Selphie)

[personal profile] booyaka_boom 2013-03-01 08:58 am (UTC)(link)
Selphie never cried, at least never in front of others. But her relief at being back, and being with Locke, was too great. She knew now that she had certain safety. Slowly, her hold on Locke tightened, more and more until she was grasping onto his back.

She eventually sat up slightly, lifting her face to look at him. Her eyes were red, her cheeks wet with tears, and there was something pleading in her gaze. "Please don't let me go..." In part she meant back to where she had been, even if it was outwith his control. But she also just needed time to be comforted.
kings_thief: (No will)

[personal profile] kings_thief 2013-03-01 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
It hurt to see her like that, she was always so bright and optimistic. It wasn't like he hadn't seen her upset before, they'd been through plenty of hardships together...but it had been a long time and he just wanted to bring that smile he loved back to her face.

Her words were like having his own daggers shoved through his chest. Gently, he brought one hand up to wipe her cheeks and pressed a kiss to one. "Never. I promise." Then he had his arms tightly back around her. He'd hold her for hours if she needed it.
booyaka_boom: (Thoughtful Gazing)

[personal profile] booyaka_boom 2013-03-01 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
This time, Selphie didn't flinch. If anything, her reaction was more of a quiet whimper. She imagined that she must look so sad, and she hated to think about what Locke might feel to see her like this. Selphie wondered if he felt embarrassed, or maybe even annoyed.

But the kiss on her cheek banished those ideas. Selphie didn't smile, but her frown had disappeared. Somehow, Locke never made her feel like a burden. So she continued to hold herself to him tightly, mumuring into his shoulder, "...thank you..."
kings_thief: (Gentle look)

[personal profile] kings_thief 2013-03-03 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome." A thought ran through his head and he quietly dismissed it; this wasn't the time or place for something like that.

"When you're ready, I'll take you back to my place where you can rest as long as you want, okay? And I'll make whatever sounds good." Well, he'd try his best anyway, he was no chef, but if she wanted something he wasn't going to say no to it.
booyaka_boom: (Thoughtful Gazing)

[personal profile] booyaka_boom 2013-03-03 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Locke had looked like he was thinking, like he was about to maybe say something. Selphie watched his face patiently, giving him a queried look, waiting, just in case he changed his mind.

She hadn't even been thinking about food at all, but now that he mentioned it, she did feel quite hungry. Maybe ordinarily Selphie would have argued about his offer, but there and then that was all that she needed, "Can we go...now? I- I don't want much just... bread or...cookies."
kings_thief: (You...really think that...don't you?)

[personal profile] kings_thief 2013-03-04 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
He smiled and nodded. "Sure. You can have all the bread and cookies you want." Locke pulled away enough to stand and pulled her up with him so he could wrap an arm around her. "Want to walk or do you want to teleport and get there faster?"
booyaka_boom: (Thoughtful Gazing)

[personal profile] booyaka_boom 2013-03-04 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Selphie didn't quiet manage a smile at that, but she certainly looked, at least, less traumatised than she did before Locke had arrived. She shakily got to her feet, both of her arms holding on around his waist. If he hadn't noticed it before, then perhaps he'd notice it then, or later, but her inner arms are covered in scratches, some deeper than others, but still red like they are recent.

"Teleport..?" The sooner Selphie could be somewhere that resembled home the better. Besides, she was far to exhausted to walk anywhere.
kings_thief: (Determined)

[personal profile] kings_thief 2013-03-04 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
He does notice the scratches when he helps her out, but he chooses not to say anything just yet. His hold tightens ever so slightly and focuses on the teleport spell. A pulling sensation is the only warning before their scenery changes and they're in the kitchen of the Hellsing headquarters, the place he'd been staying in the last month.

There were more supplies here, at least.

He pulled out a chair for her to sit in and then knelt before her, his hands covering her arms. "Let's take care of these first.." The light green hue of a cure spell came from his hands and began to close the wounds. The teleport spell always took a big chunk out of his energy, so he would have to space the cure spells out, but he could do this.
booyaka_boom: (Worried Sad Selphie)

[personal profile] booyaka_boom 2013-03-04 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
That teleport spell, however, had Selphie suddenly feeling very queasy. It had felt similar to the spell that had taken her to and from the tower, after all. When she opened her eyes she wobbled slightly, and she hadn't expected that this was where they'd end up. Had he moved out of his apartment?

Selphie wanted to pull her arms away, to explain that it wasn't her fault - that it was the doll that made her do it. But she didn't want to sound crazy, or to worry him anymore than necessary. She stared for a moment, watching him cast the cure spell, looking at her arms, then his face. "Thank you. They'll be okay, though..." The last thing she wanted was to exhaust him.
kings_thief: (Alone)

[personal profile] kings_thief 2013-03-04 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
H smiled at her and returned his focus to her arms, making sure the first one was healed up before turning to the second one. "I'm sure they will be. They'll be even better once I'm done healing them."

As soon as both of her arms were healed up he stood and got her a glass of water, just in case she was thirsty, before moving about to start gathering supplies for cookie-making. "You know...I won't push you to talk about it...but I will listen if you want to tell me what happened. I want to help."
booyaka_boom: (Oh!)

[personal profile] booyaka_boom 2013-03-04 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, but - don't waste your energy on me..." Selphie frowned gently at his smile, because it wasn't fair that he should. But once he'd cast the spells there was nothing she could do, so she sat back, and offered a smile of thanks.

Selphie took the glass, sipping the water slowly. But then Locke was moving around, looking busy, doing things. Forget herself - what was he doing? She stood up suddenly, taking a step towards him, "Hey. Wait. What are you doing? Let me help!" Her concern was that Locke didn't tire himself out doing things for her, regardless of what she might have to talk about.
kings_thief: (Trust me)

[personal profile] kings_thief 2013-03-04 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
He paused as he pulled eggs out of the fridge. "You should rest. I...I was worried about you...and there was nothing I could do to try and help; you got hurt over there and there was nothing I could do." He let his eyes slide back up to hers, his voice bleeding honesty. "I just want to protect you and make you happy, so...let me take care of you, okay? I promise I won't baby you, but right now you're hurt, so let some one else do the work."

Words that he hadn't said since his days in the bubble flashed through his head, words he'd even said to her once...but he bit them back and turned to put the eggs on the counter instead.
booyaka_boom: (Worried Sad Selphie)

[personal profile] booyaka_boom 2013-03-04 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Selphie really, really wanted to argue her case. That even though she was hurt, none of that could have been helped, and certainly none of that was his fault. Being taken care of was something that Selphie struggled so hard to get used to. After all, she was so used to looking after herself.

But there was something in his voice, and something in the way that he had looked at her that made her unable to speak. She just looked at him, silent, her eyes beginning to smart with tears. Selphie nodded her head slowly, and sat back down on the chair. "But... I can help you clean up...if you need it..." So maybe she wasn't entirely ready to let it go.
kings_thief: (Big Damn Hero)

[personal profile] kings_thief 2013-03-05 08:17 am (UTC)(link)
He gave her a smile and returned his focus to the ingredients, beginning to do as the instructions directed. "Well, I don't see the harm in that. We'll have a bit of a wait while they bake, afterall."

He tried to think over what he should say. He didn't want to push her about what had happened again, she could tell him when or if she wanted to. "Are you hurt anywhere else? I promise I won't go overboard with the healing." Because he knew that she was likely to say she was fine even if she wasn't just to spare him his energy. That was one habit they had in common.
booyaka_boom: (Worried Sad Selphie)

[personal profile] booyaka_boom 2013-03-05 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
Selphie visibly relaxed, pleased that Locke had accepted her small offer of help. It made all the difference, and she felt so much better, sitting back in the chair while she watched him.

She shook her head slowly, "No..Nowhere else.." This was true, at least physically. Selphie looked down at her boots - her feet had been so bloodied and torn that she had bearly been able to walk. But those had been healed. Most of the damage was psychological.

Selphie let there be a pause for a moment while Locke was busy making the cookies. She had to gather her thoughts. "It was...horrible in there, you know. A huge tower with...evil magic. And... sometimes it made me do things that I didn't want to do..." The dancing for hours until her feet bled and bled. The doll that possessed her, and wanted her to kill. When she'd used all her willpower to refuse, the doll had made her hurt herself as punishment. But these were all details she couldn't go into. Not now. Though they did make her voice shaky, "It sounds...like a bad nightmare. But it was really real, Locke. I was so lost..." She hadn't meant to say that much about it.
kings_thief: (Gentle look)

[personal profile] kings_thief 2013-03-08 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
He almost paused when she started talking, but he decided against it in favor of just letting her talk as much as she wanted, maybe it was easier for her to say something when his attention wasn't directly on her.

As she told him about it, however, he became less aware of the mixture he was making. A tower with evil magic, huh? Sounded familiar enough. The tone of her voice, though...it was obvious how much she was still hurting. He would give anything to fix it for her, even just to make it easier to deal with...but he just couldn't. She needed time.

"No matter how extraordinary it sounds, I believe you." He finished stirring the cookie dough and walked over to her to hand her the batter-covered spatula. "It'll be okay, I promise. Even if it doesn't seem like it now."
booyaka_boom: (Oh!)

[personal profile] booyaka_boom 2013-03-08 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Selphie placed her hands flat across her knees, like she wasn't sure she what to do with herself. Her head was bowed, hair falling into her face as she stared hard at the floor. There had been points in that tower where Selphie thought she might never see Locke again, and the thought had been unbearable. Now that they were there, together, it just seemed...unreal somehow.

But it was genuine, it was really happening, and she looked up to see him handing her a spatula. It was easier to focus on the utensil, than on his face, or in his eyes, where she wanted to look the most. But she had been thinking so hard about that place that when he handed her the spatula, she wasn't really sure of what to do with it. Selphie took it in her hand, which was shaking slightly, just staring at it. Then she guessed she was probably supposed to clean it, so she stood suddenly to her feet, a little wobbly still.
kings_thief: (In a field of flowers)

[personal profile] kings_thief 2013-03-13 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Whoah...hey...you look like you're about to fall over. I thought we agreed to rest." He tried to think what she would have gotten up for and finally put two and two together that handing her the spatula might have given her the wrong impression.

Gently he nudged her to sit down again and smiled softly. "I thought you might want to lick it, that's what you're supposed to do with them when you're done, right?"

Hesitantly, he ran his fingers through a bit of her hair before returning his focus on the baking.
booyaka_boom: (Thoughtful Gazing)

[personal profile] booyaka_boom 2013-03-13 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Selphie blinked at Locke, her eyes wide considering just how woozy she did feel. Her head tilted gently, because she was really sure she was supposed to get up. Then when he explained it, Selphie lowered eyes, looking embarrassed. "Oh, right. Of course! Sorry!" She should have known that, and it was stupid of her not to know.

Then her breath caught in her throat when he touched her hair, just for a moment. When he turned around again, that held breath came out in a heavy sigh, and she still stood there, holding the spatula.
kings_thief: (Contemplating)

[personal profile] kings_thief 2013-03-17 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
He scooped the dough out and put them onto the sheets to be cooked. A glance over his shoulder told him she was still standing there, unmoving. There was a small sigh as he finished up what he was doing. "Now will just put these in the oven and wait for them to be ready."

He took the bowl and everything else he had used to the sink. "You know, if you want, I could do the cleaning real quick and you could lie down until the cookies are ready." He didn't figure she'd say yes, she was stubborn like that, but he hoped she would. He just wanted to make her feel better and, so far, he wasn't sure he'd been doing such a good job.
booyaka_boom: (Huh?)

[personal profile] booyaka_boom 2013-03-17 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Selphie watched him sorting out the cookie dough, and she couldn't shake the feeling that there had been a missed opportunity there. Surely if he'd wanted to, he would have? But then he was talking and she was roused out of thinking too deeply.

She walked over to the sink, still holding the spatula. "That wouldn't be fair. It's your turn to rest." Sure, she really could do with a lie down, but for a start they weren't even in an apartment, and two, he'd done enough already. Instead she smiled at Locke and held the spatula out for him, "Here. You have this and I'll get this stuff clean in no time." And she went straight to filling the sink with soup and hot water.