[Closed] Let's Help Some Moogles!

[timecrash]

Who: Serge, Corrin, Klonoa, Terra
When: Oct. 1-30
Where: Various
What: There's a bunch of moogles with problems around. Serge wants to help.
Warnings/Notes: As they come up.

I'm posting all five of Serge's prompts here. If you'd like to be added to one of them, send me a PM and we'll go nuts!

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[timecrash]

The driver seems... satisfied, by something, and stows the hourglass once more. At Corrin's question, there is merely the nod of a hooded head, indicating an affirmative. The moogle lady boards the carriage with ease, vanishing into the gloom within, and as the driver tugs at the reins-

A question, burning in Serge from the instant the moogle started talking about carriages, fights to the forefront, and before the driver can leave he's putting his hand on the carriage, as if to stop it-
"W-wait!" He immediately regrets it, finds himself pinned in place by two eyes- well, not eyes, so much as pinpricks of light in the darkness of the hood, pale blue like far-off stars. Oooooh this was a bad idea. "I- I-I have to ask, I'm sorry, where... where does the carriage go?"

There's a long silence, and Serge removes his hand from the side of the carriage, feeling by the second as though he'd crossed some line, surely about to pay for it-

But the carriage door clicks shut, the sense of dread vanishes, and a voice not so much heard as felt, replies in a tone that's both gentle and unyielding, understanding but brooking no argument:

ON.

And then the pale chocobo pulls out into traffic, and in another moment it's gone from view, carriage and all. Serge's heart starts beating again.

[bladeofconquest]

Corrin shudders as she...feels, rather than hears the voice pass through her. It's an unnerving sensation, and yet something about the tone feels understanding, and that gives her comfort. They did the right thing. She can't help but smile in relief as the carriage disappears...onwards.

Then she looks over at Serge and puts a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?" She asks. "That was...something, huh?"

[timecrash]

He's visibly shaken, but catching his breath. "Y-yeah, I. I think I'm okay, that was... that was something, alright." He laughs weakly, if only to stop the nervous energy from overwhelming him. "I don't think I'll ever quite forget that, as long as I live."

He sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. "You wanna grab a coffee or something? I feel like I could use something hot to drink after, uh. After that."

[bladeofconquest]

"I don't think I will, either." Corrin says, but she's smiling. "We did good work today, Serge."

At his invitation of coffee, she nods happily. "Absolutely! Lead the way." As they begin to walk, she nudges him. "Hey, you think I could add you on my Friends List? Be easier for us to keep in touch that way."

my god you have a coffee icon that's amazing

[timecrash]

Serge jumps, when nudged. "Huh- oh, right! Absolutely, here." He pulls out his iMog, showing her his public address. "Sorry for bein' so shellshocked, I guess. I just... it got me thinking about my dad, and..."

Serge clears his throat. "He died when I was little so you can probably see where my dumb-as-hell thought process was going."

Right? I love her expression.

[bladeofconquest]

"Oh! I'm so sorry, I didn't realize." Corrin grows solemn too. "I do understand, though. Believe me, I do. I...lost my mother recently." A pause. "Do you want to talk about it?"

[timecrash]

Serge sighs a little. "It's fine, seriously. It was just... I think about him a lot. He was... the kind of man I always wanted to grow up to be. Always helping other people, always laughing. I guess I kinda..." He sighs. "It's really dumb. I think about whether or not I'll ever see 'im again."

[bladeofconquest]

"He sounds like he was a good man." Corrin replies. "I know I haven't known you very long, but from where I'm standing it looks like you're well on your way to being that man."

"You will." She says, and she sounds very confident about this. "I can't imagine that he wouldn't be proud of you."

[timecrash]

Serge finds himself blushing. "Gah. Now you're embarrassing me." He grins, in the end. "Thanks, though. It means a lot, hearing things like that."

[bladeofconquest]

"Well, this is one thing I can actually speak with from experience. After my mother died, I met her again, once. On the...other side, I guess. Her and two of my brothers who had died. They...she helped me find my way back." Corrin smiles reassuringly at him. "So, yeah. Don't mention it."

[timecrash]

"I'm sorry. About your mom and brothers, I mean. But yeah, I guess... I guess the upside to all this spooky stuff happening with ghosts and whatnot means I don't have to worry. How'd you manage to do that, though?"

[bladeofconquest]

"It's okay. We made our peace before I left. Besides, now I know I'll see them again, one day. Anyway...well, first I had to almost die." She thinks. "I was fighting to end a war, with my family and other comrades, and I took a bad, bad hit from the last enemy we had to face." She can still see the image of Takumi's body, overcome by whatever malignant force had taken control of it, keeping it animated solely by hatred and vengeance, eternally burning with purple fire. "I almost died...I might actually have, for just a few minutes. But that's when I met with my mother and brothers again, and they helped me get back, and gave me what I needed to finally put an end to that enemy, and the war."

She looks up at the sky. "So at least I know things are going to be okay at home while I'm gone. My brother Xander is working for peace and understanding now that he's taken the throne. Nohr couldn't ask for a better king."

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"That's... wow. You're a regular war hero, then." Serge is... slightly stunned, by this revelation. "I... for what it's worth, I hope you make it back, some day. Vaikuntha's wonderful, and it's my home, but I'd never want someone to be forced to stay forever if they'd rather be elsewhere."

[bladeofconquest]

"I don't know about that." Corrin admits. "I'm just somebody who made a choice." Sometimes she's still not sure it was the right one, even if everything did work out in the end. She probably never will be. "And then I made the best of it. I hope I get home too, eventually, but I don't mind staying here for a bit first. I've met some really amazing people since I got here, including you. So that makes it worthwhile."

She looks around. "Anyway! Are we getting close to this coffee shop? I don't know about you, but I'm getting hungry too. I would not say no to a biscuit or two when we get there."

[timecrash]

"Uhhh." Serge has to stop for a moment and get his bearings. "I think so, unless I've gotten us horribly lost. There should be one right around this- oh! Here we go." He rounds the corner to find... a sign over a door, reading, simply, 'Lisa's'. "More of a diner than a strict coffee shop, but they're pretty serious about their coffee, here." He holds the door open, waiting for her to go first.