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Serge ([personal profile] timecrash) wrote in [community profile] melodiesofeternity2018-11-02 07:22 pm

[Closed] Serge has a present from the Cloud

Who: Serge, Kid, Corrin
When: November 2nd, Afternoon
Where: Curti Center, the Dream Width
What: Serge and Company go to space.
Warnings/Notes: As they come up!


Serge and Mochi wait patiently in the airship hangar, sitting next to a rusty old Falcon-class. Mochi's friend has graciously allowed the use of his airship, called the Phoenix, for the expedition.

"How come it's called the Phoenix, anyway?"
"I think it's 'cuz it's been totaled three times and it's still flying."
"... Oh."
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[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-03 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Corrin arrives, ready and raring to go, and helpfully having not heard the "totaled three times" part. As always, Anya floats behind her, silent and surly.]

"Hello, Serge! Are we waiting on anybody else?"
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[personal profile] kissthemoons 2018-11-03 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Last, but not least, Kid made her way to the hangar, and in her hands is an oversized sack. Maybe even hilariously over-sized, but empty. If she overheard the airship's tragic track record, she ignored it in favour of what she was handling, holding out her prize proudly.

"Well? Whaddya think? Big enough?"
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[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-04 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Corrin looks obligingly at the sack when it's presented to them.] "That...is an impressively large sack, Kid." [She grins.] "You must be expecting us to find quite a lot out there, huh?"
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[personal profile] kissthemoons 2018-11-06 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, that's what I was thinkin'!" she swayed just a little with that shove, more concentrated on the fact that it could probably be bigger.

"No tellin' what we might find up in that place, right?" is her response to Corrin— all smiles, as the thought of goblets, gold and goodies filled her with gleeful purpose. There's a quiet "Heheh..." under her breath.

Turning the attention towards their vessel, she frowns a little. Well Serge, if that was the bright side— "I think we can guess what the downside is, huh?" Namely, going splat.

Well! At least it could be worse. Probably.
Edited 2018-11-06 07:27 (UTC)
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[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-06 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"It...certainly looks like it's been well-tested!" [Corrin agrees as she ascends the gangplank behind Serge, though her smile is a bit forced.] "I'm sure we'll be fine. We have a capable pilot with us, after all."

"Quite a bit, actually." [mumbles Anya tersely.]
Edited 2018-11-06 23:06 (UTC)
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[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-07 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Corrin settles herself into one of the other chairs as well as the pilot preps for take-off.] "I do, yeah. I don't honestly have that many personal items of my own, really, so the only two things I can think of are my sword, and Dragonstone. Either would be useful for me to have back, though..." [She sighs a bit forlornly.] "Is it sad the only items really important to me that I can think of getting back are weapons?"

"Yes." [mutters Anya.]

[She pauses as another thought occurs to her.] "Though it could also be a ball that one of my retainers and I would play catch with when I was young. He'd take me up to the battlements or the roof of the fortress and we could spend some time tossing it back and forth to each other." [She smiles to herself.] "That ball has...a lot of sentimental value to me. If it's not one of my weapons, it could be that too."
Edited 2018-11-07 06:36 (UTC)
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[personal profile] kissthemoons 2018-11-07 10:21 am (UTC)(link)
At the time of take-off, Kid was confident in her abilities to take it standing, opting to hand on to some kind of railing she'd found... and promptly falling on her behind on a chair once the engine kicked back. But she made it look as though it had been on purpose, really. Almost.

"I dunno, a weapon's as good as anythin' if y'ask me!" She had been asking, right? "But what's that about a Dragonstone? Some kinda treasure?" What was with sacred objects and dragons... Oh well, at least she hadn't said 'Dragon Tear.'
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[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-07 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sort of. I mean, it is a small gem, but it's primary purpose is to let me channel-" [Oh wait, she's never told these two about her other form; only Nozomi knows about it so far. Well, this might be awkward.] "So, I can turn into a dragon. The Dragonstone helps me do it safely, by allowing me to retain my sense of self. I can transform without it, but if I do that, there's a chance I'll go...well, that I'll lose the ability to tell friend from foe. The Dragonstone prevents that from happening."
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[personal profile] kissthemoons 2018-11-08 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
Imagine that. Someone turning into a dragon. Somewhere in the infitire cosmos, Harle is rolling her eyes condescendingly in Kid's direction, who is taking in the information with a long silence... before finally thumbing at her nose with a—

"Yeesh. Sounds rough."

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Corrin's Regain

[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-22 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
After the...excitement of retrieving Serge's item from the Cloud, Corrin wasn't exactly sure she was ready for more. But she had an item of her own to be retrieved, and she wasn't about to leave it there, not when it could be something useful...or even just a reminder of home.

So here she is, strapping herself into her harness again, more easily this time, about to take the plunge into the cloud. She's been quiet ever since they came back from Serge's memories. Something has clearly been on her mind. She almost said not to worry about it, to turn the ship around and head back, but no...Serge and Kid are her friends. She's going to trust them.

"Listen." She says, a bit quietly. "I don't know if what happened to Serge is going to happen to me when we find...whatever it is that's here for me. But if it does, you might...you might see things about me that might not...make sense." She looks up. "All I can ask, is if that happens, you help me through it, and I'll explain as best I can once we're safely back here, if that's what you want." She looks out over the deck. "Are you ready to go? I can feel it, we don't have far to go."
Edited 2018-11-22 04:24 (UTC)
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[personal profile] kissthemoons 2018-11-22 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
Once you'd already done it, the second time didn't seem to be as big a deal. Of course, these were the thoughts of a girl who had been ensnared into the Dream Width's very nature, fooled by the familiarity she had longed for...

Looking up from her task of tightening the last few straps, she looks up at Corrin with an arched eyebrow. "Whaddya mean like that dragon stuff?" she scrunches up her nose, with no inkling that there was a chance things could be worse than that. Corrin just seemed so... good. "Don't go worryin' about anythin' like that, we're gonna stick with ya til the end! Right, Serge?"
Edited 2018-11-22 05:54 (UTC)
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[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-24 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Corrin nods, smiling a little. "Thank you both. In that case...let's be off." This time there's no hesitation as she leaps from the deck of the airship. Floating in the Dream Width, she turns back to Serge and Kid. "This way." Then continues heading further in.
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[personal profile] kissthemoons 2018-11-29 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
Kid navigated through the Dream Width better this time, looking away with a reluctant "Y-yeah..." in agreement. Part of her was still mortified she'd fallen for it all. Was it her fault? Because she wanted so much for it to be true?

Shaking her head, she looked forward again, furrowing her brow in concentration.
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[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-30 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
Corrin's right; they're not far out from the airship when she sees it, floating nearby in the distance, a familiar-looking blade, the sight of which causes Corrin's heart to jump. She's heard it called many things; the Blade of Salvation, the Seal of Flames, the Sword of Divine Darkness..but its true name rang out in her soul the first time it ever flew to her hand, moulding itself to her like she'd wielded it her whole life.

Shadow Yato.

"...I see it." She says, pointing towards the sword floating a short distance away from them. She can already feel the sword calling out to her. "Okay. Are you two ready?" She asks, turning back to the other two. Because I'm not sure I am.
Edited 2018-11-30 05:37 (UTC)
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[personal profile] kissthemoons 2018-11-30 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
That sword almost seemed to glitter and gleam in the floating space— tickling all of Kid's treasure-seeking senses. But she was containing herself and that curiosity, knowing what had happened when she's tried to reach out for the broken Dragon Tear not that long ago.

There's a glance at her partner in crime, then back to Corrin, and a nod. "Let's do it, Corrin!"
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[personal profile] bladeofconquest 2018-11-30 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
Corrin smiles at their reassurances they've got her back. "All right then. Serge, if you'd be so kind as to pull back a bit..." Even with her heart pounding in her chest at the possibility of what might happen, Corrin just can't resist the urge to show off, just a little bit.

Once Serge pulls back a bit, Corrin turns to look to Shadow Yato. She can feel it pulling her...but at the same time she knows she's doing the same to it. So she just stretches her hand out, palm open towards the sword. For a moment, nothing happens...and then Shadow Yato begins to twitch.

Then it suddenly shoots towards Corrin, spinning wildly as it does so. Despite the danger, Corrin's expression is carefully neutral, despite the obvious danger. The sword spins towards her and then...directly into her hand.

And once again they're falling through darkness. Then a cacophony of voices and images. Through the commotion, at least some of the voices are recognizably Corrin speaking.

You are my child now.
My sweet little girl, I’ve missed you so much.
Her name is Kamui.
MOTHER!
Nohrian scum!
Come home, Little Princess.
Nohr is my home. It’s where I belong.
I’ll drag you back to Hoshido by force, Kamui!
It doesn’t matter anymore.
Princess Traitor!
Welcome home, Kamui.


Images of people flash by. A handsome, yet stern-looking man in black armour with a regal bearing, a crown of iron laurels around his head, spars with Corrin on the battlements of a lonely fortress in a mountainous, barren land under dark skies. A stunningly beautiful woman with long violet hair and a warm, almost maternal smile, on the back of an enormous black, red-eyed wyvern, effortlessly strikes down two soldiers with a blood-stained battleaxe. A serious-looking younger man in plate armour and a large collar (that also happens to be inside-out), carrying an open leather-bound tome, its pages emitting a faint glow. A young girl with blonde hair in enormous twintails wearing an elaborate black dress, grinning happily, and excitedly pulling Corrin by the hand. A young knight with messy, gray hair, smiling at Corrin as he slips a ring onto her finger. Corrin kneeling down and opening her arms as a young boy, barely more then ten, his hair the same colour of gray as knight’s and his ears pointed like hers, runs towards her and embraces her. A teenage girl, her bobbed hair the same pale white colour as Corrin’s, on horseback, pausing to wave to her before having to stop and get her slightly unruly horse back under control with a look of alarm.

A young woman with long, light blue hair in an elegant white dress, standing by a lake at sunset, singing a song about waves and seeking a distant shore, the lyrics intermingling with the voices from Corrin’s memory currently assaulting them.

An explosion of light, debris flying towards her, a black-haired woman in white robes throwing herself between Corrin and the blast, sacrificing herself to save her.

The images and voices merge together in a huge cacophony until in a moment they fade, leaving only only darkness. Then they hear a voice speaking; it’s unmistakably Corrin’s but the tone is one unfamiliar to them; hollow, and haunted.

It’s true. I killed her.

I killed Hinoka.


Suddenly, the darkness pulls back, revealing that Serge and Kid are standing in what appears to be the hallway of a large, Eastern-style building, possibly a manor, or castle. The hallway stretches to either side of them, with passages to the north at either end. Directly ahead of them, an entrance is barred by a set of heavy iron gates, blocking their path. The room ahead is still dark. Corrin is nowhere to be seen.
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[personal profile] kissthemoons 2018-11-30 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
As soon as Corrin beckoned the sword, Kid's arms went up in front of herself defensively, then squinting through the assault of voices and song— the clamour of weapons and horses. With that bright flash of light she has to turn away, just at the moment that black haired woman threw herself in front of Corrin, and keeping her eyes closed as that empty voice speaks.

When things suddenly go quiet, that's the moment those arms finally lower just a little, trying to make sense of what she'd just been blasted through.

She dug her heels in, leaning just slightly in search of the warmth of Serge's back— and looking around at their new surroundings as things slowed down, at last.

"Cripes! That was..." she turned, finding no trace of their friend. "Corrin?"

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