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[ A bond for life. With both of them being immortals, it would be quite a long life that she would have with him. He can't help but pale just a little about the idea that his everything would be imprinted on her.

Shen Qingqiu even pauses to look down at his hand. He isn't certain that he deserves such an honor to be allowed to connect with her so deeply. But she is trusting in him, so -- he looks up when she asks if he is truly worried. ]

I am very worried about your freedom. I would never wish to do anything that would take that away from you. [ A beat. ] Yet this would... somewhat do that... and it is something that you wish. [ He frowns just a little. ] If my will and my desires are something that you would feel, then it would be my wish that you are able to be as yourself.

[ If I put it like that, it makes it easier to swallow. The idea that after I stop her from going berserk... she can feel my wishes for her to go and be the person that she wants to be. ]

You're someone that's... you're someone that deserves a future that is all your own.

[ After the event, she realizes that she cannot combat her... predicament anymore alone, that she might lost control. She's already gotten Akira to promise that he would do anything in his power to stop her; this is yet another fail-safe. It means a lot to her, if it would do for her. And although she knows he has his reservations; she is asking him specifically because....

Well, she trusts him the most. He is the easiest to talk to, he is the most level-headed and reasonable, and from aaallll the way back to the conversation in the library, she knows that he would never intentionally abuse her abilities for himself (although she wouldn't blame him if he did). She's chosen to ask him for these reasons. ]

It's... not as if you are making a wish. We are not playing Monkey's Paw in that you must be careful how you word your desires. It's a.... subconscious imprint. But I believe your goodness... would appear here. [ She brings a hand to her crystal. She thinks back to Addam, of course, and how he had awakened her. Although he was flawed, although he had his own grievances, he was good to his very bones, and that goodness was a foundation for Mythra, a crack in her negative perspective on the human condition. She has bonded with no-one since then, but she's often wondered how that imprinting effect would compound over her base personality...

Autonomous? Not autonomous? It's a question that she doesn't ask herself often. Regardless, ] ...But.

I do want a future. [ She confesses softly, her words barely a whisper, as if she's daring to say something taboo. ] And above all, I wish for a future that I do not harm others, and that others are safe.

So... will you? If it comes to that.

[ He gives a small smile at the comment about the Monkey's Paw before the corners of his smile turn down. My goodness? Shen Qingqiu wonders a bit about his goodness. His head slowly turns away as he opens his fan to fan himself a little. It turns his stomach a little as he isn't certain just how good he is. Yet you certainly think I'm quite good! I can't say I'm anything but a selfish person that's trying to do better after a massive fuck-up!!

His fan stops moving. Her confession moves his heart even as his stomach does loops. She's hoping something for herself... she wasn't to not do anything to hurt people. This... this will make her feel safe. He closes his eyes before opening them. Everyone has that right, don't they? To feel safe in their own skin? ]

I will. If it comes to it, I will. [ He gives a firm nod. ] I do not... I do not want you to be afraid of yourself. I don't want you to fear that something will happen. [ Shen Qingqiu thinks it's best to voice his thoughts so voiced them! ]

I'll do what I can to make sure that you have that future.

[ She smiles at him, her eyes shining with genuine gratefulness and appreciation at his promise... as well as relief. She does feel bad, guilty, that she must ask that of him at all-- she's sorry, she's very sorry she's selfish-- but she would ask no-one else here for that task. ]

[ .....And.

With that promise finally made.

Pyra steps away from him. ] Remember... when I said I have something to talk to you about?

That wasn't all it. [ Rather, not all it. If he had declined her promise, which would have been perfectly reasonable, she wouldn't have continued onto the next reason she's here, the next important topic she wishes to tell him. ]

There is... someone I would like you to meet.

[ And he can be sure that everything up until now in this conversation had been the conditions for which she would tell him this. ]

...Or. [ She continues after a moment, raising her gaze to his. ] I should say--

There is someone who wishes to meet you.

[ He isn't certain about the warm way that she's looking at him. It makes him feel a little anxious, actually, as he hopes that if it ever comes to him becoming bonded with her that he doesn't end up fucking everything up!! But his stance hasn't changed that she shouldn't be afraid of herself.

So, it feels like this is a good agreement. Now you can live even happier here, right? ]

Ah?

[ He blinks. Someone that Pyra's been talking about me to? ]

[ THIS ISN'T GOING TO BE SOME SHOVEL TALK, IS IT!? Like someone else who knows about your decision to let me look after you if shit gets crazy!? IS IT A SHOVEL TALK?! IT'S A SHOVEL TALK! ]

Certainly.

[ Like I could get out of this!!

He looks away. ]

Let's go see them, then.

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[ She seems glad that he's agreed, almost as if she had been nervous that he'd declined. ]

Then... [ Pyra steps towards him. ] Place your hand on my chest. [ CANON LINE gomen she means the crystal but this is how she says it, so.

At least she's motioning towards the crystal itself. ]

The person who wishes to meet you-- she is in here. [ A pause. ] Don't worry, this will not bond me to you.

[ Place my hand where?! ]

[ Oh!

He notices what her hand is actually motioning towards and feels some of the tension relax off of his shoulders. Well, I'm glad that this isn't going to bond you to me... so, hey! This is actually going to be that voice I heard, huh? Interesting... ]

I'm honored to be able to meet someone so close to you, Pyra.

[ Shen Qingqiu chooses out of all the things to say, to say that, before he reaches his hand out to place the tips of his fingers gently against the crystal. All right, so... hello? Is this thing on? Can you hear me? ]

[ When he touches the crystal, the world and his vision will vanish around him, and he'll next awaken upon a lush field of soft, green grass and blue, cloud-dotted skies. From the warm, gentle breeze that rustles the flowers of the prairie, it may feel as as if it is late spring in this realm, or perhaps early summer, but he'll find there is no sun above. A forest is behind him, and a single tree looms at the top of the modest hill before him; beyond that he might hear birdsongs, and an even distant toll of a bell of a humble, empty town just beyond the summit of the hill.

Pyra stands beside that tree, awaiting him when he rises.

He is in Elysium, but she's didn't invite him here to keep him safe, to bring him back to life, or to explain exactly what this place is to him... She's here to make an introduction. ] Welcome.

[ She links her hands in front of her. ] Remember... when we switched bodies? You talked to someone else, back then.

[ There's another pause, a long pause, as her expression saddens for a moment. She had already told him what she learns of the other when they touch her core crystal.... But the moment passes, and she looks back at him once more. ] You can only meet her in this place. So... Thank you, for coming here.

[ WTF?!

His expression remains stone cold, calm, as he is suddenly transported to another place entirely. He keeps himself from doing anything too embarrassing like swinging his head around, spinning around in circles, and yelling, "What, what what?!" Instead, he takes his new surroundings in with a slow, easy turn of the head and soft, thoughtful "hm."

Pyra, you actually have a pocket dimension in your chest?! What exactly is the bill for this thing?! Could you please let me know about this, because I'm worried you're using a lot of energy maintaining this sort of place, you know?! He has a series of concerns that spit out one after the other in his head. But when she starts speaking, he pivots around towards her – robes majestically flowing in the breeze.

He listens carefully as an enthusiastic tourist would to a tour guide. At the end of it, he nods. ]

Mmn, I see.

[ I don't know what to say!! Shen Qingqiu tries to be the sort of person that doesn't say more than he needs to, and if he thinks what he might say might be too embarrassing, he opts to say nothing at all! But he feels that more than a little disingenuous to Pyra who has literally let him into her secret world. ]

Again, I say that I'm honored… I'm even more so to be allowed in such a place… a place that feels almost like it is sacred. [ Ahem. ] You're not … using too much energy to bring me here, are you? [ All right, might as well quickly ask that before we get to being introduced! ]

[ Her eyes seem to carry some sorrow when he mentions the word “sacred” to describe this place. Because... it is, in a way. ] This place is called Elysium. [ You know. That paradise that’s only reserved for the righteous... at least in name. And even if it does not look like a literal cloud-and-golden gate heavenly realm, he might feel that this place is far removed in time. Whatever injuries, cuts, or imperfections he might have had upon his person or clothes are all gone; he appears as he wishes to. ] It is where mankind— of my world— used to live in harmony with their Creator. You are right; to many, this place would be sacred.

But to me... it’s a memory. [ She lifts a hand, palm upward as if she could show the emptiness that permeates this realm. ] I do not expend any energy, harboring this within me.

[ And with that explanation taken care of, she steps forward. ] This is the place... that we were born. [ Perhaps he’s noticed her use the term “we” before, perhaps not. But now she’s using it deliberately. ]

[ To appear as he would like to appear, his robes are a soft shade of green and little more elaborate in design. He takes a moment to look after himself -- he can even tell that his hair is done up in a much more elegant fashion. He looks even more like an elegant and untouchable immortal, which actually makes him feel like he can put on more airs. ]

Elysium. [ Shen Qingqiu carefully repeats the word. Heaven, more or less! She's a heavenly sword?! His eyebrows raise on his face. Holy shit, son. He lets out a small sigh, to help ease the coiling anxiety in his heart. ]

A memory... of where you were born... [ Come the fuck on, me. You're being like every single protagonist that ever protagonisted! Just repeating the words that are said and not offering anything to the conversation! This is something important to Pyra and all you can do is dumbly say back what she says?! GET THE FUCK OUT OF THIS PLACE AND DON'T COME BACK! He properly scolds himself front and back as he turns to properly face Pyra. ]

Where you and the person that you are going to meet me were born? [ Better, but not by much. ] And... you're a heavenly sword? [ Whatever, you're the worst at this ever. ]

[ She's definietly more than a sword, a Blade, or a concious weapon. But he doesn't need to know exactly what she is; a heavenly sword is exactly what the people of her world believe her to be, and so she will go by that with him as well. She nods politely to that question, and then... ]

This person is...

[ As she says this, her crystal begins to glow, and she lifts up from the ground, hovering. ]

[ A burst of brilliant light sweeps through the entire expanse of this scape, the energy rustling the tree and the tall grass, flowing outward in a strong impulse of energy. It will be harmless to him, however, as harmless as the multitudes of elementary particles there are constantly whipping through the universe undetected. But then all of that light and that energy returns to its origin, her form now but a silhouette of a golden power. It condenses, it shrinks, and then it expands once more to rebuild itself: a woman's form, skin, clothes.

The figure floating just slightly above him is the same stature as Pyra, the same build. But as her hair forms from light, as her toes touch down upon the ground, as her eyes open to reveal the same vibrant yellow of the sun... he might notice that she is quite different from the woman that had just been before him. Pyra's energy is soft, warm, shackled; the energy around this new being is practically harsh in its brightness.

Gravity resumes for her a moment later, her hair finally settling behind her, her weight adjusting upon the field. Yet she stands tall and proud as she regards him. ]

So we finally meet. [ She introduces herself. ] I... am Mythra.

[ Lifting his sleeve up, he covers his eyes. Holy fuck, that's bright! He feels his sleeves flapping in the breeze and he thinks that this scene must look very fantastical to anyone observing. But for Shen Qingqiu, he is staring at the inside of his sleeve and seeing more than a few dots sparkle over his vision. I regret any time I've said that these scenes look cool. I was being heartless to the characters part of it!

Lowering his sleeve down, he blinks slowly. Fuck, my vision is blurry! He, at least, is aware that there is a shadow passing over his vision. He also notes the difference in energy between this person and Pyra. Ah, this definitely is the source of that sassy voice! He blinks slow yet again to clear his vision.

He tilts his head down as soon as she lands. A real magical girl transformation! I'm really impressed! But I kind of wish I had been able to see it some. Still, it felt and seemed cool! You're cool! His expression remains even as he offers a small, half-smile. ]

A pleasure to meet you, Mythra. I am Shen Qingqiu. [ Even though, I'm sure you know it! He rests his hand over his chest as he bows slightly to her. ] And thank you for your insight and wisdom during that time. I do not believe I had a chance to thank you and so I'm glad to be able to do so now.

You're welcome. [ It's said with a proud huff through her nose, as if she knows she helped out. Because he was decidedly a panicking wreck at that time within his-- her-- mind. It had thrown Mythra off, but she has since chosen to interpret it as him being shocked at being in another's body and truly concerned for Pyra. ]

...But I should be thanking you, too. [ She'll give credit to where credit is due, her expression turning more somber as she regards him. A breeze passes through the plane they're within, carrying the scent of the forest beyond them with it. ]

You've.... [ And it seems that, for whatever reason, she's struggling to actually thank someone, as if it's not something she typically does. Unlike Pyra, of course. ] ...Helped us a lot. With things.

You've changed our perspective and... reminded us of what's important.

[ Shen Qingqiu cannot help but smile at how she accepts his gratitude. He cannot help but think that Mythra comes off as the "proud older sister" to Pyra. The thought comes and goes, but his smile remains unchanged. ]

Thanking me?

[ He parrots the words back to her first and stands a little straighter when her expression changes. Involuntarily, his head turns towards the breeze -- it flows through his long hair and robes. This place ... it's really and truly beautiful. A place where they both were born, a place now within their hearts... Elysium.

He turns his head back towards her and offers a warmer, brighter smile. ] Pyra did the same for me. I was drowning without realizing I was drowning... and she helped me see that there was land still in sight for me. [ Shen Qingqiu crosses the short distance to Mythra. ]

But I will still say that you are welcome. [ He's trying to get better at saying those words rather than turn back any compliment and praise onto the person. ] The things that are important... sometimes it's easy to lose sight of them. I am happy that what is important to you has been found once more.

[ He just has to continue to look elegant even if he's just standing there with the wind doing what wind does; that is, blowing through his hair and his robes.

And then he comes closer--

Her tsunning intensifies! ]

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