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[crystallinelore]

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

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[awakenerd]

[He releases the arm and offers his own hand.]

Hmph.

[crystallinelore]

[quietly investigates his hand, then...]

This may destabilize you slightly, but 'tis important to check.

[and with that warning, tries feeding him some of his own aether.]

[awakenerd]

[Honestly G'raha doesn't even feel the Exarch feed him a flow of aether, it feels so familiar and warm just like himself that he takes a moment to realize that the Exarch has started.

For a moment it seems like nothing will happen... but the ambient imbalance in the world, the aetheric flow towards stasis... G'raha gasps, pain wrenching through his body as he feels himself begin to unravel. His grip on the Exarch's hand becomes a desperate vice as he feels himself fray.

Strangely it's the Exarch's touch, and the aether flowing from him, that steadies him. Weird since that's what started the painful reaction, isn't it? He can't quite think when hanging on desperately though. Even though outwardly it doesn't look too dramatic. Just G'raha doubling forward and whimpering while holding on to the Exarch, inwardly it sure feels painful as hell and yet also like he won't dissolve as long as he doesn't let go.]

[crystallinelore]

[Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, it's worse than he'd feared.]

G'raha Tia?

[he's stopping the flow of aether immediately, spooked.]

[awakenerd]

[That feels worse?? He can almost feel his own aether trying to flow back into the Exarch? What the fuck? He holds on though, because the Exarch still feels more stabilizing than anything.

He doesn't say anything while his aether normalizes. Finally managing when he thinks his voice is fine.]

I take it that wasn't supposed to happen

[crystallinelore]

[It scares him, G'raha's aether trying to come to the Exarch. He rejects it as gently as he can, but keeps holding him, trying to soothe.]

No, I... did not anticipate that at all.

I thought your aether would reject mine, at worst.

[not... whatever that was.]

[awakenerd]

[He's a solid ghost without a true body except his body is RIGHT THERE. His aether knows it even if G'raha doesn't.]

...Hmm.... this really isn't my area of study.

[crystallinelore]

Nor is it mine, as much as I have attempted to learn over the years...

[yeah the reason is starting to sink in.]

We shall have to be careful, with you.

[awakenerd]

...What do you think happened?

[crystallinelore]

I... am not confident enough in my theories to say, yet. I shall have to put thought into it.

[awakenerd]

...

[Well he doesn't know the Exarch is full of shit.]

I see. How annoying.

[He stretches and flops back.]

If you have an idea you should tell me. What if I trigger that again?

[crystallinelore]

It should not happen again unless someone specifically tries to give you aether, at least.

[awakenerd]

Hm.

[But why did it happen in the first place?

He sits up abruptly, leaning towards the Exarch.]

Was that all you wanted to test?

[crystallinelore]

[startles a little, why are you up in my business.]

No, but I fear going further may cause more harm.

[awakenerd]

[He's really tempted to duck his head to try to peek under the hood but he's still a bit shaken himself, for all he acts like he's not.]

You may as well keep going.

[crystallinelore]

I do not wish to hurt you.

[awakenerd]

We won't get anywhere if you hesitate over every little thing.

[crystallinelore]

G'raha Tia... allow me the time, at least, to assess what tests will not necessarily unravel you.

[awakenerd]

[He rolls his eyes like his personal safety is not a big deal. Cuz it isn't.]

Very well.

[crystallinelore]

I shall contact you again when I feel secure I will not destroy you with my tests.

As for now... May I escort you to your apartment?

[awakenerd]

Hm, I'll allow it.

[crystallinelore]

Then...

[stands up, offers him a hand.]

[awakenerd]

[He takes the hand, pulling himself up, and totally attempting a sneak peek beneath that hood while he's at it.]

[crystallinelore]

[there's a flash of crimson, this time? before he tugs his hood further down with his opposite hand, making a disapproving face.]

Brat.

[awakenerd]

[Unreprentent!!!]

Hm~