Event Nine.

[awashmods]

Thus, on Life’s gloomy sea, Heareth the marinere Voices sweet, from far and near, Ever singing in his ear, “Here is rest and peace for thee!”

t's a dark night, and the sounds of feet in the darkness are further dampened and hidden by even more magic, as they are lured away by the soft sounds of dreams that are too good to be true, leaving the Town much, much emptier than when it began. On one side, an island, and a ticking clock to a gruesome death. On the other, the slow realization that those bonds everyone has been forging might mean much, much more than they first thought. Welcome to Awash's ninth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Please be sure to very clearly mark where your characters are in your prompts, so people know which they can tag depending on which group they are in. Thank you!

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[satanslash]

[He doesn't quite return the hug completely, but he does put a shaking hand on her arm and lean in heavily. God, he's so tired... he feels like he hasn't slept in weeks and even with the healing every joint is continuing to ache.]

I couldn't... I couldn't help anyone back there... all my power is gone an'--...

[He feels a lump rising in his throat, voice catching.]

Nyx s-saved me an' I don't... don't think he made it...

[troubadamsel]

[Ah... certainly explains a few things. She does recall hearing on the 'network' something about the dead not truly staying dead... but it's best not to tell him if she can't remember all the details. Instead, she gently strokes his hair, letting him cry if he needs to.]

You did your best. That's all anyone could ask for... and I doubt Sir Nyx had any regrets about helping you. You're here... you're alive. You can learn. You can improve. You can make sure it won't happen again.

[satanslash]

[He had a vague recollection of the same thing, but when everything went down it was the absolute furthest from his mind.

He's too tired to fully break down, exhaustion muting the torrent of emotions he had been feeling. He sniffled quietly, though, a few tears willingly escaping anyway.]

I coulda helped if-if my powers hadn't been gone... I felt s-so damn helpless! I couldn't do anythin'! I've never... never felt like that before...

[troubadamsel]

[She continues to pet him, wishing she had the power of beautifully comforting words like Libra, or a smile that lit up the room like Lissa... but she's not them, she's Maribelle. So she can only do what Maribelle can do.]

... It's never a good feeling. And this pain won't go away for a while, I won't give you false promises. But... this is not the end of things. We will recover. You will rise again. And we will be there with you. You're not alone. You're never alone.

[satanslash]

[With Rin, any comfort is better than none. Much of his life had been spent on the outside of any social circles and friendships, unable to even get so much as a "that sucks" for a stubbed toe, let alone truly traumatic experiences and upsets.

His brother and dad did make sure he wasn't ever truly lonely, and Yukio's early interest in medicine kept him bandaged whenever fights went down, but all of that meant a whole lot of nothing when Shiro passed and his true nature was revealed.

Needless to say Yukio is not exactly the huggy cuddly sort.

Her words, oddly enough, reminded him of that moment when everything changed for him back home. A pain that wouldn't go away for a while, but not the end of things. For him it had actually been a much needed start that helped him recover from said pain much quicker than he would have been able to otherwise.

Because he wasn't alone.

He was never alone.

Here, home, he had friends now. True, real friends who would do anything to see him smile again.

He was quiet for a long stretch, even his sniffles softening out and eventually silencing. He didn't sit up yet, but there was a gentle mumble in to her shoulder.]

Thanks...