video -> voice | un: sharpshooter (april 2nd)

[azurestar]

( cw: alcohol/substance abuse and visible corruption symptoms. )

[At first, the post opens with video. Lance is using his omen for this because he's probably too intoxicated to operate the omni. Corruption has started to increase again and rapidly given what he's trying to announce. The scar over his left eye looks a bit bigger and his iris of that eye is a glowing, crackling electric blue. He's not looking at the 'camera', his expression trained hard on the table in front of him as he grapples with the pain of loss.]

So… Hunk's gone… [In real time, the scar over his eye grows length-wise and cracks open horizontally and the darkness of space seems to be underneath: black void with stars and a nebula. The glowing light of his eye flashes brighter and seems to overtake the rest of his eye.] …baaaack to th' sea.

[His speech is a bit slurred and his hand comes up to his forehead as he leans to brace his elbow on the table. He looks at his omen and his brow furrows.] Valor, this's audio, right?

[What sounds like an 'oops' comes from his omen and then the video cuts out. There's the sound of a heavy, rattled breath being let out from Lance before he continues.] Whatever, not like it matters, [snort] as if I'm even gonna remember, right?

…Oh yeah… anyone in town got some memory findin' powers? I'm missin' some, so I need you to like… reach into my head hole or whatever.

[A breath is heaved, but it sounds shallow and wet, like there's something wrong with his lungs. Then the sound of a glass clinking on something.] Anyway, here's to th' ocean! I'm gon' go yell at her to give me my bro back. Later.

[There's the sound of a scraping chair as he gets up, and then the loud thump and crash of someone immediately fumbling their footing because they're too messed up and falling to the floor.] Oww…

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[foulhussy]

[ She chuckles bleakly. She knows this feeling well, so deadened with misery that she doesn't care what harm comes to her, bending herself to a task not so that she might live but because it's the only thing she can do. ]

Some things are important enough and stupid enough to risk death over, yeah?

[ Fine, she'll do this. It's been done often enough for her.

When he arrives at the beach, Kainé is there, leaning against the cliffside with her arms folded. She looks utterly unconcerned, hardly moving when she sees him except to incline her head towards him, regarding him coolly. ]

voice->action

[azurestar]

[He hums and might be nodding dazedly to himself as he loses his thoughts in that sentiment for a moment.]

You totally get me.

[Then he kind of loses time for a second and looks over to where she is when he steps off the boardwalk. He squints.]

... Did you teleport?

[foulhussy]

[ It clicks fairly fast, what's going on here, or at least what she thinks is happening. She remembers how whole days seemed to melt together in a daze, the product of loneliness and despair. ]

No. I walked.

[ She approaches her, her shoes sinking slightly into the soft black sand. ]

[azurestar]

[He squints even more.]

…You can… stop time?

[It would be funny if he didn't look so awful and on the verge of blowing up the beach. Literally.]

[foulhussy]

You're just drunk, dipshit.

[ She rolls her eyes. But she knows how pain can become so bad that it seems to make the world fade into a vague blur. ]

It fucking sucks, doesn't it?

[azurestar]

…True, but I'm sooo much more than just that.

[He snickers a bit brokenly at his own words. Corrupted and definitely crazy and hallucinating for instance. Doesn't help.]

Yeah… y-yeah it fucking does. [On that last word, he snarls a bit and fires a big blast of blue-gold energy from his hands at the ocean in front of them.]

[foulhussy]

[ Anger and grief go hand in hand, Kainé has found. Rage can warm you when your heart is left cold and empty. She doesn't have the slightest surprise or judgement of his reaction. ]

I'm sorry.

[ She's so afraid of losing what she has. There's not much else she can say. ]

[azurestar]

[He bites his lip hard and crosses his arms tightly, hunching in on himself like he's trying to contain something bigger. He glances over at her and lets out a shuddered breath of regret.]

You shouldn't have to see… all this. [His voice is hoarse as he looks down at his feet.] Why'd you come?

[foulhussy]

[ Does she even need to say? She doesn't know if there's much worse than that hollow feeling that comes from having a major part of your life taken from you, being left to mourn on your own. She offers a gruff question in response. ]

Do you want to be alone?

[ Partly asking if he'd rather her not be there, but also trying to prove her point. ]

[azurestar]

[That's a loaded question. He grew up constantly surrounded by people and loved any chance he could get to himself. And then when he went off to school and then space… he hated being alone. And then Deerington happened and his relationship with loneliness got even more complicated and painful.]

I… don't know. [He answers honestly. Voice hoarse.] …I want to take… everything I feel… and chuck it at Mariana and… make her tell me what happened. [He shakes his head.] But if I do that, I could hurt people… I could hurt you…

[foulhussy]

[ Kainé had been alone most of her life. Desperately lonely, but too wary, to hurt to get close to anybody. And it had been a wise strategy. Most people saw her as a curse, or a monster.

But she doesn't know what she would do if she lost the people that matter to her now. ]

I'm not easy to hurt.

[azurestar]

[He lets out a breathy and humorless off of a laugh. Not at her, but at the situation his abilities continue to put him in.]

Can you survive a supernova?

[foulhussy]

Dunno. What's that?

[azurestar]

[Heavy and deadpan.] It's when a star explodes and takes out a whole system of planets.

[foulhussy]

[ Kainé... didn't know that planets or stars worked like that. She keeps her mouth shut, embarrassed by the ignorance. ]

So, what. You saying you can make one? Take out the whole world?