The Crystal Exarch (
crystallinelore) wrote2019-08-26 09:44 pm
VOICETEST
INEVITABLE SPOILERS WITHIN, LOOK UPON AT YOUR OWN RISK
in any case we can do like, game aus, or "exarch summoned your character from another fuckin dimension", or THERE'S A WEIRD TOWER MADE OF CRYSTAL HERE NOW, WTF, or maybe it's been there as long as anyone can remember, or,
look feel free to comment with a pitch or make me pick or just make a starter, we can do whatever
in any case we can do like, game aus, or "exarch summoned your character from another fuckin dimension", or THERE'S A WEIRD TOWER MADE OF CRYSTAL HERE NOW, WTF, or maybe it's been there as long as anyone can remember, or,
look feel free to comment with a pitch or make me pick or just make a starter, we can do whatever

u have summoned ssr lancer estinien good job
You have a good explanation for this, no?
damnit estinien he's whaling for someone specific
misfiresstrange guests is familiar enough to him at this point.]That I do. Though I still offer you my apologies, as I seem to have fired wide of my mark once again. I trust you came to no harm before finding your way safely into the walls of the Crystarium?
spooked...
well no he would be annoyed by that, so. ]
I've had worse. [ ... time to make fun of him, even though he still has. little idea of what is going on. that's the way to handle things. ] Your aim must be truly unfortunate to reach me. Perhaps you should take up bow practice before firing again.
desire sensor is bullying exarch
not that he isn't somewhat aware of that.]
Would that skill as a marksman, however dusty, were of any help in this endeavor.
[looking him over though like you implied an injury my man]
(no subject)
So many spoilers, beware!
When the room does stop spinning he'll find himself on a couch in a vast room. The walls and floor are made of polished wood trimmed here and there in designs of gold and black. Large windows don't let in much light, but are nearly floor to ceiling. Speaking of the couch, it was really high off the floor and two times too large. He'd nearly have to jump down to reach the ground below. After some inspection it seems all the furnishings in this room are the same size --- two times too large. Who lived here? A race of incredibly tall hyurs?
He'll be able to feel that he is far, far away from the Crystal Tower. That'll make things difficult. Well, up and at 'em, Exarch. No time for napping!]
SOOOO MANY
Not that refraining from moving is really one of his options. It doesn't take long for him to work out an idea of what must have happened, although his memories stop at the sharp crack and sudden burst of pain that faded into unconsciousness near instantly. There are really only so many things that could have happened, and any of them mean he doesn't have the luxury of sitting still.
The height is intimidating, but he starts to carefully ease himself off the edge of the too-large couch, bracing himself for a jarring landing when he slips off entirely.]
no subject
If he listens carefully, he can hear footsteps in the hallway beyond.]
i remembered i marked this for spoilers so i'm using my damned icons
live your best life
Re: live your best life
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
1/2
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
So many spoilers
no subject
Anyway don't ask me how this works but there's an elf bleeding aether out on the Exarch's floor.]
no subject
There's no time to wonder what went wrong, to do anything but ply what healing magics he knows and all but flood the dying man with them. And also shouting for help.]
There's an injured man here, call for aid from the Spagyrics! Chessamile if you can find her!
[for all the guards at the tower's doors have never been called on in this way before, they don't hesitate to scramble off in search of help.]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
he never quite realized the degree to which his fusion with the tower runs both ways. when the light begins to taint him, so too does it encroach upon the tower. as it does, the tower's systems fight back, pushing for dominance both within the tower itself and also within G'raha's body. crystal consumes more of him, even as the crystal itself is compromised, shot through with impurities of white, quartz-like crystal. his hair and fur finish bleaching white, take on a feathery sort of appearance, and his skin shades much paler as well, before an equilibrium is reached.
but that's all negligible as far as he's concerned. his worry stands with the tower having joined him in the void, and with watching how the light that hasn't corrupted him disperses. the last thing he wants is for the light to all flood into another shard. eventually, in that place between time and space, he curls up in the tower and once again sleeps, not expecting to ever really wake again.
he certainly doesn't expect the tower to crash-land on an Erebonian highway while he sleeps. he doesn't even wake. which will probably be awkward when the ashen chevalier is ordered to investigate the strange blue and white crystal tower that appeared out of fucking nowhere, entirely too reminiscent of the tree in crossbell.
Rean and company also get to fight through Syrcus Tower: sin eaterish edition, while they're at it. the tower's defenses reset under the assault of light, and g'raha had no reason to disable them again. but once they're through, they'll find g'raha asleep on xande's light-tainted throne, half-crystal and radiating that sense of deadly beauty that the sin eaters they waded through also possessed.]
no subject
Hey. Are you alive?
[There have been voices near G'raha for a few minutes now, for the first time in who knows how long, but this one is right in front of him.]
no subject
he regards Rean drowsily for a moment, slides his gaze calmly over the others, then-- startles as it sinks in. sitting up fast, ears flattening.]
Wait-- where am I?!
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
no subject
And from that ruined star it pulled one of the only souls left not entirely a monster. Half a monster surely, with the black corruption of the void spreading on his chest and gleaming, unnatural red and yellow eyes, but otherwise an almost normal looking Hyur from a place inhabited only by monsters.
He seems as startled as the Exarch to find himself on the tower floor in front of him, hissing in surprise and reaching for a weapon that didn't make it across the rift with him. His clothes didn't either, he realizes a second later, and torn between embarrassment and alarm he tries to cover himself.]
What are you?
[It's always a what, after all, where he is from.]
no subject
...I must admit, I am not entirely sure where to begin answering that question.
[he's backing up a little, trying to give the man some space.]
no subject
What?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
no subject
In any case, a certain someone is being dumped naked in Lakeland. What a lovely wakeup. Good luck! A guard patrol can find and take him in before he gets eaten or something.]
no subject
The patrol that brings a very freaked out cat back to the crystarium at least lent him a cloak which he's got wrapped around himself like a toga but everyone already thinks he's really nuts with all his obvious questions.]
no subject
at some point in the middle of being questioned by a deeply suspicious Lyna a small dark shape is sprinting down the road toward the little group. the guards notice him one by one and salute, practically ignoring G'raha as the small form skids to a stop.]
Pray forgive me for not warning you! This is a guest of mine from my homeland.
[his eyes may not be visible but he sure is making WORK WITH ME HERE eyes at him.]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
no subject
you know what lakeland looks like
this is all familiar to you
but you really shouldn't be naked out here]
no subject
he reads enough reports to know which parts of lakeland are relatively lower risk, so he hauls his naked kitty ass to one of those spots to get his bearings.]
no subject
Alas, here, it seems, the Light is all too prevalent. It's piercingly bright, which can only mean the danger is worse than you could hope for. But perhaps you'll be lucky and have someone come running quickly enough from the Crystarium.]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
no subject
but now that was done, Lyna having hushed you away, and Urianger and Beq Lugg have shut the door on you... well, at least there's your desk? perhaps some reading of paperwork or somesuch will be good?
except after a moment or two of sitting and reading, suddenly a hand slides up your thigh from under your desk]
no subject
but there's really only one possibility when it comes to who would do this, so he doesn't panic more than that, only looking down.]
...Tyri'a.
no subject
but now both hands are pushing G'raha's robe up]