 t's very, very cold. It's cold enough that you'll see your breath fog in the air before you, that goosebumps appear on your arms and legs and a chill goes up your spine. You're inside, in a huge palace with sweeping arches and rooms, but it's no real shelter from the cold -- it's just as cold inside as out.
There's a throne room, a kitchen, various rooms and even a dungeon to be explored -- and outside, a frigid, frozen garden, a lake that's naturally frozen over, and miles, and miles of snow as far as the eye can see.
But be careful while you explore. The snowflake soldiers are naturally dangerous, but even more dangerous than that...there's that creeping sensation of numbness going up your arm, a pang through your chest, and the slow, slow freezing from the inside out.
Try not to leave any of your friends behind, okay? Even if they might look a bit too uncannily like some of the statues hanging around for decoration when they're frozen over.
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Finally, he just sat down and didn't get up again.
Time passes. He doesn't feel trapped like this, just very still. The world keeps moving, but he's inside, feeling nothing. At he isn't cold anymore...simply because he's become so cold, he can't feel it. He's numb to everything.
...and then Pyra appears, calling his name. His heart should thump, after their last conversation, their meeting over their mirrors. But instead, his heart is perfectly calm. He can't move; but even if he could, he wouldn't. What's the use?
From the end of one of his hair icicles, a water droplet falls. ]
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[ But of course it is, that's always how it is. She finds someone she knows in a condition that she can't possibly help any more because it's already too late. What had she missed this time? Something just out of a coincidence that she hadn't been able to help him sooner? But even if she had somehow seen him during his progression to this state, how would she have been able to help anyway? What a friend she is, for letting it come to this...
And then--- ]
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--Goes a piece of his frozen hair onto the ground. Thankfully it doesn't shatter, but that could be in part that the texture in which it had been frozen in the first place is just a little softer. And smoother. Because the woman who just happens to be standing near him is unintentionally melting it.
This is going to be a problem. ]
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She's going to at least try to tone down the heat she's radiating even more to buy them some more time, but for the most part it's not going to help. ] Oh-- ah....let's see... [ Nervously picking up the frozen shard of hair that's fallen, and just. Gently re-apply it to his head. ALL BETTER, RIGHT? ]
There.
[ SEE PROBLEM FIXED OKAY???! He can wake up any time now. kthx ]
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While these useless thoughts are circling in his mind, Pyra is sticking his hair back on???
This is weird. Oh well. Not like he cares, although he does have just enough curiosity to wonder what would happen if she gets too close to his neck. ]
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There is a moment where Pyra's fingers indeed to brush against his neck, leaving a wet trail of melted ice beneath them. Immediately she recoils, snapping her hand back as if she herself were burned, and her eyes widen further. This--.... this isn't working. What she's doing here. How she's helping him. If she stays here longer, she might not just make a mess of his hair, but actually hurt him. ]
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Wuxian.... [ She shuts her eyes tightly, unable to hold back the tremble in her voice. Her vision begins to blur as she feels her eyes misting over. Is she... crying? She wants to reach out to him, she wants to comfort him, but she stops herself knowing that it might only injure him more. ] Wuxian, I'm.... so sorry. I cannot help you.
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[ She's only known him briefly, but it is precisely because of that she feels this grief so keenly. She had seen the cleverness in his eyes, the cunning and playfulness, the hopeless romantic, the foolishness, the courage... so to see them instead stare back at her blankly, devoid of all the joy and life they had once carried is tragic. She had told him she had wanted to learn and know more about him, but now that promise is null.
Now her tears fall, and one strikes upon his thigh. ]
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Presently, he becomes aware that Pyra is crying. In the past, he never could stand to see a maiden weep. But this time, it doesn't bother him. He only thinks it funny: last time, his death was celebrated by all. Not one person wept for him, of that he is certain. But now, in this place, a girl who has met him only one time before is pouring out her heart for him. How odd. And yet he doesn't care about that, or her, or himself at all— ]
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Don't cry. Don't be silly. Don't weep or I'll tease you. I'll tickle you 'till you can't stand it!
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[ He's close enough that for a moment panic courses through her because what if she melts him completely-- but no, that doesn't make sense, because he's no longer frozen. In fact, he's moving, he's speaking, and he's joking around, of course he's joking around even after just coming back-- ] Wuxian--
[ ....She's still crying, and he'll feel it in her shoulders as he embraces her. She's not going to question how he became unfrozen, at least not yet. How strange it is, to feel these tears still wet upon her cheeks, yet feel relieved all at once.
And then she, too, will throw her arms around him. Watch yourself, she's kind of heavy. ] You're--.... alive!
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[ The force of her hug throws him back against the ice wall. ]
Me? Of course I'm alive. I was just resting.
[ He keeps hugging her, patting her back even though he said he was going to tickle her. Every shudder of her shoulders goes through his heart like a knife. After so long feeling nothing, the sudden rush of emotion is unspeakably painful. Thus he can only babble: ]
If you cry over every napping person you find, you'll make yourself upset!
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He'll get some relief when she'll ease off of him a little-- best to lay of any further injury for now!-- although she still remains close enough that her arms rest comfortably upon his shoulders. ] Guess you prefer blankets of ice for your naps, then?
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[ Thank goodness. She's stopped crying. The agony in his heart eases off a little, although the thought that she did cry for his sake exists as a dull ache. When she leans back, he immediately leans forward, closing the distance between them once more, keeping her in his embrace. ]
This kind of blanket is better. You're warm, you're so warm. How are you so warm?
[ Even though his heart has thawed, his skin is still very much cold to the touch, and she feels amazing. ]
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Well from crying to recovering to suddenly blushing. This is something new. But he's effectively distracted her from any lingering sorrow, which is a feat in itself. She wonders if that was his goal from the start, with him joking around. ] That is--... ah...
[ She seems to adjust awkwardly in his embrace a bit. ]
You're not just supposed to ask a girl why she's warm!
[ Actually that is not even a social faux pas in her world. But it's all she can think of to say in the moment. ]
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Ah, my apologies.
[ He awkwardly runs a hand through his bangs and across the top of his head. Suddenly, his expression changes. Did he always have an ahoge? ]
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She covers her mouth, but a laugh escapes her all the same. ] .....N-no, it looks like I should be the one apologizing for that.
.....I was so worried when a piece broke off, and wasn't sure where else to put it.
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You almost melted me!
[ On some level, he knows they have to talk about what happened. Better to do it when she's laughing. And then—something catches his eye. The crystal at her throat is glowing brilliantly, reflected in the crystalline walls of the palace. Actually, many parts of her are glowing, now that he notices. ]
Say... is that why you're so hot?
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In a... sense.
[ She's quickly trying to turn the conversation away from it. She's such a hypocrite; crying of him and wanting to know more of him, all the while trying to shy away from revealing anything about herself. It's unfair to him, especially after this. ] I'm... sure you've noticed by now that I give off energy. [ But she will not say that she is not human. ] I--... tried to turn the output down, so as to not melt you.
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In any case, the mystery of why she was weeping over him makes a little more sense. This heat-emitting crystal is clearly important to her, and so if it was making it difficult for her to do something, or even hurting another person, of course she'd get frustrated. These were tears of frustration. This is the obvious explanation. ]
Don't worry about it!
[ His eyes light up. He's fascinated now, leaning closer to her and peering at her chest. The crystal on her chest. ]
That's really useful! What kind of energy is it?
[ He's aware of the energy as heat, but can't identify it as celestial or demonic qi. ]
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Regardless she lets him stare, for better or for worse, as she explains a bit more about it. Energy she can tell him about. The crystal itself? She definitely will be more guarded. ] It's energy. Energy in its purest state.
[ But seeing as he might not understand since she suspects he is not from any more modern time-- ] Heat, light, matter, even radiation... those are probably the ways in which you experience energy, whether it's potential or kinetic. [ She goes on to explain, keeping it simple. ] You can see the light, know heat, feel matter, experience the illness of radioactivity...
But there is more on the physical spectrum that humans cannot detect, at least not by natural means. That is what my world refers to as ether.
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But when she starts talking about ether, that at least seems to correlate with something he understands. ]
Ah — we call that "qi" in my world. Er, I think it is, anyway.
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[ She repeats, as if she could derive some meaning with it. Her true self would be able to search the vast expanse of her data to know what it is, but Pyra herself does not have access to such information. ]
As in--... this feels like qi to you? [ She motions to her chest, as if beckoning him to come closer to it. ....The crystal on her chest, that is. ]
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