Farewell, dear Wanderers. It was a pleasure to have you here in Asgard. May your travels bring you many pleasant and wonderful experiences. We wish you a bright future.
a magical rainfall
june 10th ↴ a magical reprieve
On the night of the 10th, Clouds swirl over Asgard as an enchanted rainstorm begins. It rains all through the night and by morning, the rain has pooled into a special lake. This Lake, called Witches Mirror Lake, can be seen all over Asgard at all times of the day. Its distinct glittering lights emanate from the surface of the water and can be seen far into the sky.
witches mirror lake
june 10th-16th ↴ the lake and its phases
Full Lake, 11TH - 12TH → If the Wanderer approaches the lake and sees their reflection when the lake is full, the reflection will slowly change and they will see a brief glimpse of what that wanderer wants most. This glimpse can be seen by anyone in the vicinity of its waters. Once they have been shown the vision, that person will no longer see their reflection and no further visions will be seen.
Partial Lake, 13TH - 14TH → As the lake evaporates, it dries into crystal shards that lay bare on the edge of the lake. These shards are anywhere from an inch to a few feet long and resemble shards of glass. Wanderers will want to approach them with some care as they are sharp and it will make approaching the water a significant amount more difficult. (But not impossible.) Think of it as a lake surrounded by large glass shards at its edges. Potent spiritual magic resides in these crystal shards. If a wanderer goes to the lake and picks up one of these shards, they will be given a glimpse of what they fear reflected in all the surrounding shards.
Diamond Dust Lake, 15TH - 16TH → The lake dries up, leaving nothing but glittering white dust where the lake once was. This special dust is called "diamond dust". If the Wanderers come close to where the lake was and breathes it in or manages to gather it, they can bear witness to its special properties. If a Wanderers breathes it in and are near a person, it will show a vision about that person. It could be anything that the other person, in particular, wants them to see...or doesn't want them to see. If they are alone, the dust could reveal something hidden in the area around them. If there is nothing hidden in the area, the dust will turn into water and evaporate. If there is something hidden in the area, their vision will turn black and white and the hidden path will be the only thing in their vision that will be in color.
the final farewell a little bit of magic
ASGARDS END, 30TH → There are no curses this month. After much deliberation, the gods will send each wanderer back to their homeworld. Take this time to play out your final farewell with your CR, or play out the first moments of characters as they return back to their homeworlds. Feel free to include a small trinket of your choice to remind you of your time in Asgard.
1) The Lake What, Terezi skip out on visiting strange lakes after strange magical rainfalls? Perish the thought. She could be seen, wandering her way over, though she hadn't quite reached the edge of the lake yet, so if you wanted to catch her, it wasn't going to be that hard.
At the very least she was being careful of any shards of glass running around.
2) The Festivities & Farewells The Troll had spoken with Heimdall, the moment that there had been an announcement that people would be going home. She wasn't judging over the choice. Fuck, man, she'd been here a whole year, a third of a sweep. She'd known that this couldn't last forever and she was buying time for the inevitable, but she'd had to ask.
'Maybe,' he'd said. 'We can try, but I won't make promises.' Maybe they could send her somewhere else. She ... didn't have to stop existing. She didn't have to go back to being a dead troll in a doomed timeline, but the only part of this that sucked a bunch of hee haw beast orbs was that it meant finally, once and for all letting Vriska go. If she left, it was admitting that she knew her friend wasn't ever going to catch up to her, and she was just... gone. And that... that was a sadness that made her almost want to go back and accept fate. Vriska'd been a horrible bitch and a half, but she didn't deserve to die alone.
But... she made a decision. 'Give it a try. If it doesn't work, it was a good run.' A few people had reminded her that there were reasons to go on living, to try again. Maybe she could find them again, in some other fanciful world. She didn't have to give up, and so... she wouldn't.
She was sitting there, looking up at the fireworks when she saw someone she recognized and beckoned them over with a grin and something fruity in her hand. "So... tomorrow's the big day. Eh? You gonna miss me?"
The announcement came with... mixed feelings. For many people, perhaps this would be a development for the better. But for Naminé--
A promise of a brighter future was one thing. The cost of it, though - leaving behind this world, the first world in which she was truly happy - felt steep. More than that, it meant separating from the people who had made this place so welcoming in the first place, and grief twisted painfully in her chest to think of what might become of Terezi, what might become of Sora. Naminé had the same concerns as her moirail, would have asked the same thing if she'd had the opportunity. Yet it was only after the excitement of the revelation that they'd be leaving Asgard had settled somewhat that Naminé was finally able to get in touch with the other girl, and then only briefly to arrange a meeting at the first of the celebrations.
They'd talk about it. The blonde was quite certain of that, and as she caught sight of the troll and began to make her way over, Naminé tried very hard not to let herself think about the fact that it might be one of the last times. Raising a hand to wave, Naminé mustered a smile, though it took the full weight of her long-term practice. "There you are," she accused when she drew close enough.
She had to resist the urge to ask right away about what was really on her mind.
So, the first good sign was that she was grinning away when Naminé came up to her. She did not look morose right then. There was a definite agitated energy about her, but when she turned towards her moirail, she was grinning almost from ear to ear and her fanged maw showed, a wink following right after. she patted the spot next to her, motioning for her to sit down.
"So, I don't need to worry about the treehouse, eh? Lot of headache off both our heads. The water ruined everything. Hahaha." Someone was absolutely dancing around things there.
Naminé was well enough versed in the other girl's body language to recognize the cues in it. They didn't look overly forced, though the blonde was not one to jump to conclusions if she could help it. She did, however, find it required somewhat less effort to smile after seeing those familiar fangs in full view.
"I guess not," she agreed, taking her time to settle down next to her moirail. "I'm a little disappointed. I would have liked to see how it turned out, but... I suppose the timing was good."
Of the storm ruining the project, that was; at least there wasn't much effort wasted on rebuilding. And sure, Naminé knew full well that they were talking around the subject, but what was the harm in waiting an extra moment or two? If it gave Terezi time to prepare, gave them both time to prepare, then that was so much the better.
There was definitely a little discomfort there as Naminé came to sit down, but the smile wasn't forced at the very least. One hand rested on top of her knee, hovering over her leg while she tried to remain relaxed. "A tree hive can be made any day. You're bound to see another one down the road, and maybe you'll remember me when you do..."
She grunted. Ok. She hadn't planned to just.... "Sorry. I...I uh... talked to Heimdall. So you now. About..." Well, it wasn't like everyone here didn't know exactly what her situation was. It was the trunk-beast waiting to be talked about.
"You're ok, right? Where you're going? You're safe?" She sounded a little insistent as she said that. As if she wanted to focus on Naminé's situation first over her own.
"I will," the girl agreed, with more surety than she would otherwise display; she could count on both of those possibilities, truthfully. The first if the others had informed her correctly about her future and the second because there was no way it could be otherwise. More quietly, "But it won't be the same."
None of them would be the treehouse they'd talked about, that Terezi had worked on with her own hands. That thought was easily put aside, though, as the troll mentioned what was really hanging over their heads. Naminé nodded immediately, expression pensive as the other girl trailed off--
Only to ask after her, instead. The Nobody's face registered brief surprise, then crumpled slightly with a variety of other emotions. Pressing them down, Naminé responded carefully, "That's... what they tell me."
Her own situation wasn't her primary concern, but if Terezi wanted to put it off a little longer...
"It sounds like it won't be easy for a little while, but after that... They say everything will turn out alright." Aside from for Sora - yet Naminé stopped herself just short of saying as much. "It's hard to believe. But-- I trust the others to tell me the truth."
She'd talked to Sora, and... yeah... that was a thing. How much he'd told her was open to debate on if she understood, but he had a rough decision to make, if it was even the end of that whole situation, really? But she sighed some, reaching for her moirail's hands at the wrist and closing her eyes, breathing in and out for a second.
"They wouldn't lie to you," she said quietly. The people here wouldn't lie to her. She was important to them. "I just ... I needed to know you were safe, that you didn't need to ask what I asked Heimdall. We hadn't talked about it before, had we?"
She run her finger over the girl's palm. "He said they'd try, Naminé. He didn't make me a promise, but he said they'd try." She didn't sound upset. She sounded pretty hopeful, all things considered, but there was something she was holding back. It was written all over her face.
Naminé felt a bit at a loss herself, given how Sora described everything. She planned to investigate the situation once the opportunity presented herself; he'd given her a lead, at least, and one she very decidedly intended to follow. But in the meantime... well, perhaps it was better not to give her mind over to that while there were other concerns to deal with.
The girl's fingers curled slightly as they were reached for in momentary surprise, but she readily gave her hands into Terezi's hold. "I know they wouldn't," she agreed, quiet but firm. As for talking about it, "I... guess we didn't. I wouldn't have been sure what else to tell you."
Though her eyes initially followed the movement of the troll's finger, the words brought Naminé's eyes quickly back up. "Try?" Oh, she figured she knew what they'd try, but-- "To... help you? Or to send you somewhere else?" It didn't feel like that was the whole story, going by Terezi's expression, but Naminé was careful to press only lightly.
"Haha, Naminé..." She laughed and leaned in her head against her shoulder, her eyes closed. "There's no helping a doomed storyline. I get to know that Dumb old John, Roxy and me? We saved the world. We sent those two idiots back and they fixed everything. The other Terezi? She gets to fly pchoo off into the sunset and the other Vris gets to be pirate captain of whatever hell she always wanted. They win. I'm... just a memory."
She sighed and smiled. "But the gods said they'd try to give me a chance somewhere else. Ya know. Little victory lap. Don't have to go back into that sweet oblivion. I just... have to do two things. I have... I have to let Vris go, finally, for good. Knowing she'll be all alone at the end. And I have to not know where I'm going. Because they can't send me just anywhere. they're shooting me out into the chaos, into the ether. It could be ... anywhere. Any world that my soul'd find ok. I don't get to pick the world." Her fingers gripped and the unspoken part of it was there.
If she couldn't go back home because she was doomed, she'd rather go with one of her friends, the one in front of her first.
The girl did her best to accommodate the troll's head settling on her shoulder. Angling her own head to avoid the horns, she let it rest lightly against the other girl's hair. Still, Naminé couldn't help frowning quietly to herself at the description. "But you ended up here," she observed, without much force. "Even if your life there is finished, you aren't just a memory."
As for the rest of it, however - that held her uneasily silent thereafter. From the beginning, though it was good news, she could practically hear the stipulations trailing on the end before they were spoken out loud. It couldn't just be simple, could it? Unconsciously, her own grip tightened, her silence stretching on a few extra moments before she finally spoke up.
"Are you... going to do it?" That was the long and the short of it, wasn't it - because for all that Naminé might have had to say about the rest of it, all that she might have wanted to suggest, that was the part that really mattered; what Terezi wanted.
"I'm... not even a memory to any of them there. Except John and Roxy and she's... kind of a ditz frankly. They would only remember the version who won." There was a swallow and her head tilted some, horn behind Naminé's head, careful not to jab her as she rested against her cheek. "But you're right. Here... Here I'm not a memory. Here I'm Terezi, the only one there is."
She sniffed and laughed. "You're right. I'm not just a memory. I'm me. And I did what I needed to do there. I don't owe them going back, just to..." She didn't want to say it. Another laugh and she sniffed. "I never wanted to leave her behind, Naminé. But you know what? She would kick my ass if I even thought about just going back to disappear with her. She would."
Vris? Probably would have kicked her butt for that level of sentimentality, yeah. "Of course I'm taking my chances. She's not the only one who can roll the dice. I'll let them try... and I'll go somewhere. Start fresh again. I... I'm sorry. I asked to come with you. I promise I did. I wanted to."
The whole situation was entirely too close to home for Naminé's liking. Her own experiences with being forgotten, with being left behind, squeezed uncomfortably in her chest - but perhaps Terezi had gotten just as lucky as Naminé herself, ending up here. A better ending than oblivion, even if it might not have been the one either of them would have hoped for.
"That's it," the blonde murmured, encouraging the notion. "No one else can ever be you - not even the other versions of you." There would always be some deviation somewhere, some different memory or experience. Still, Naminé held her tongue as Terezi continued, the Nobody's patient but fretful silence growing deeper.
Naminé couldn't presume to know what Vriska would have said, would have done. But if the two trolls were ever friends, if there was any caring between them - then it was hard for Naminé to imagine that anyone who cared would demand such final and destructive fealty as to require Terezi to return to such a fate. So Naminé says, quietly, "I hope she really would."
The admission thereafter was... bittersweet. By the same token as her earlier assumption, Naminé could only allow herself the gladness of knowing Terezi would - might - go on living in some manner, in some place. To let herself be sad, even though they might never see each other again - no, there was no room for that. But thinking as much didn't stop the tears pricking at her eyes. Naminé let out a shaky breath, then an, "... I know," that she couldn't have claimed months ago, when she was still newer to this place and newer to her friend. "I know you tried. I..."
Though she'd never been overly given to physical affection, it seemed warranted for her to lift one slim arm and tuck it around Terezi's shoulders, fingers curling gently against the other girl's arm.
"I'm just happy-- that you'll be out there somewhere." With a quiet sniff of her own, "I couldn't ask for anything more than that."
She leaned back, but only so that she could come in close again and rest her forehead against Naminé's direction. Her eyes were closed for a minute, but feeling the arm circling around her, she shivered and smiled some. She knew her moirail wasn't the most touchy feely of people, but she appreciated moments like this. A hand rested up against her cheek when the white eyes opened and saw tears forming, thumb running under one to brush it away.
"I'm going to try and come looking for you. If I can hop one world, I can hop another," she whispered. "I'm... not going to lie and promise you I'll find you, but I can promise that I'm going to try and live my best life going forward, and part of that's looking for you, for Sora, Riku. To find the place where the people I care about, who helped me are."
She laughed a little, a soft, hollow yet somehow sincere sound coming from her throat. "I'm happy too, though... knowing that you'll be safe. That you'll be out there, for me to try and find. And I'll make sure I'm happy until I do. I don't know what tomorrow's going to bring, but ... I get to know that there'll hopefully be a tomorrow for you and me."
"I didn't think I'd get one... didn't think I deserved one. You made me realize that I do. Thank you. I'm glad we met, Naminé."
It became all the harder not to let the tears well any higher as she felt that brush at her cheek. Naminé scrunched her eyes briefly shut for that very reason, letting a little of the water free, but they didn't stay closed for long. Though it may have been their mutual duty to help with each other's emotions, the blonde still tried to put on a brave face.
With the tiny catch of her breath, it wasn't hard to tell that an attempt was promise enough for Naminé. "It'll be dangerous," she warned, but the tone wasn't actually discouraging; if anything, it was fond. Terezi could handle herself, of that much Naminé was sure. Falling silent, she had to put forth increasingly significant effort to fight back the warm prickling in her eyes.
"Of course you deserve it," she let out with the breath she was holding, fingers tightening gently in their places. "You're the reason the people in your world got a chance to make things right...!" If that wasn't worth an extra life, what was?
"And I'm glad that I met you, too. No one's ever looked after me like you have, and I..." No, no, no tears. She clears her throat; voice stronger, "If you're going to look for us, then-- I'll do the same for you. I don't know for certain what's going to happen either, or how long it'll be until I have that sort of freedom, but... I'm sure I'd know your heart anywhere. It's not hard for someone like me to travel between worlds."
Which would mean more when she had her powers. If Terezi was connected to Sora, then surely Naminé would be able to follow that link eventually, with enough effort. Still, she didn't dare promise either, for there was too much which could go wrong.
"So I'll search. And I hope that wherever you find yourself, you really can be happy, no matter what. Even if we don't..." Find each other again - but it didn't bear saying; her face crumpled, yet she shooed the thought away.
That's right. She had powers like that. Terezi's powers, if she really had the full weight of them? They weren't a joke, and when timed off of the right person, they could make that person a truly terrifying force. She was like the ultimate in support to make the front line fighter devastating. But she wasn't quite like Jade when it came to transporting herself to new places. She couldn't break the rules as easily.
"That's right. It'll be dangerous, and you need to be careful, but we can both try. If anyone can find each other? It's going to be us. And I won't give up, I promise you that. I'll never give up hope." Her smile grew a little, a little laugh coming in as she curled her arms around her friend.
"I'm so glad that this place went and snagged us. It gave us both a new lease on our lives, right? But now... we've still got some time. I want us to enjoy it. While we still have the chance. And... I want to give you something of mine, and ask you to give me something of yours. It... it will help me try to find you."
Because that had worked once with John, right? Key in on a thing? The memories trapped within.
"Right," she agreed, and maybe it was true - they were both lucky enough to have some exceptional abilities to help them along. (Not sufficiently fortunate to wind up the same world for certain, but still.) "I won't give up, either."
Naminé didn't quite have it in her to laugh, but the sound of Terezi's brought a smile to the blonde's face. Seeing her moirail reaching with both arms, Naminé was quick to accommodate, lifting her own to turn it into a proper embrace. That didn't hinder her from listening, however, and the suggestion made her perk.
"If it'll help - then I'll do my best to think of something. Even if it doesn't work, it... would be nice to have a memento." And there was something to be said for memories attached to those objects - she'd know, after all, considering what she did with Sora's so long ago. "But for right now - I want us to enjoy it too. This place... I'll be very sad to leave it."
"Mmmm, yeah, a memento of each other. I... I would really like to have one. But there's something special about the one I want you to have." She reached into her back pocket and brought out her blindfold, holding it up. "So... uh... I kind of washed it off before. Cause nobody needed to see that, but this blindfold I wore? It was the one I sent back with John. The one that let me guide him in the past with my powers."
She breathed out and chuckled a little dryly. "I don't think I actually need to write on it with my blood this time. That'd be a little ... too troll of me, eheh." And she only had that to write with then. "But, Naminé, the thing about it is I know I've focused with this before. And if you focus on it hard... we might have a little more luck finding each other."
Seriously, it'd worked once. She was dumb enough to hope it would work a second time.... or brilliant enough to hope it would.
The blonde's head tilted, her arms loosening to accommodate Terezi's movements as she reached back for the blindfold. Naminé's eyes followed it up, widening slightly at the sight. "But that's..."
Something that played such a big part in the other girl's life. It felt like an honor, yet even the awe from that couldn't stop Naminé from shaking her head with a, "Please don't do that," at the possibility of writing with blood, of all things. (More specifically, she'd rather Terezi didn't bleed unnecessarily at all, regardless of the purpose.)
The Nobody fell silent for the rest of the explanation. Then, once it was finished, "It's worth it to try." Of that she felt quite sure. "Where I come from... magic from other worlds doesn't always work correctly. But between the two of us-- maybe we can make it happen. Something like that... an object that important probably has a lot of memories."
"Hehe, don't worry. No bleeding. Last time... things were a little desperate's all." She didn't have a pen and ink handy, or even crayons or chalk at the time... not that those would have worked on a scarf anyway. "And yeah, I doubt things from other worlds will work perfectly where I'm going, but with the memories tied in... I'm the Seer of Mind. I can clue in on the mental side, you can clue in the emotional. Or some jazz like that. There's definitely a lot of memories tied up in that little baby."
It was exactly what she knew Naminé was going to need, and frankly probably had the most emotional weight in terms of he memories as anything. Whatever her friend gave her in turn would do the trick, she hoped, and even if it took a while they could home in and find each other somehow.
The trick, in her mind, wasn't finding. It was figuring out how to cross barriers, though Naminé seemed to thin she had an idea. So, there was that. "I'll try not to muck everything up when I find you, hehe."
"I understand," Naminé conceded, a little belatedly; her voice was soberer for having to recall what those extenuating circumstances likely were. She was quiet for a moment, then agreed, "Something like that." Mindy-windy shenanigans that needed no proper explanation; whether or not it would work was just something that remained to be seen. No amount of speculation would provide the answer.
(Perhaps she'd craft a drawing for the occasion - a carefully packaged summation of their time together in Asgard. She couldn't use her power with those sorts of images here, but it was a start; a memory put down on paper, like she usually worked with.)
So involved was she in making her plans that Terezi's comment seemed to go over her head for a beat. Then, raising her eyes, Naminé blinked. "Muck everything up?" Better to focus on that than suggest there ought to have been an 'if'; the blonde preferred to ignore that herself. With the ghost of a kindly incredulous smile, "How would you do that? All of us will be waiting for you, you know."
That'd likely be perfect. A persona momento of one's powers, and a memory of their time together. Bout as good as it got with this sort of thing. She definitely would appreciate the keepsake regardless.
"Hah. Well... you know our record for saving the world, Naminé. But I think with you around, I can avoid being a tragic failure this time." And honestly, part of the problem had been twelve really dysfunctional people stuck on a rock hurtling through space together. Which... had been part of the plan of the bad guys in the first place.
"When we find each other, it'll be great."
(OOC: I kind of meta that they eventually find each other. Probably after a couple years, when these sorts of things don't matter anymore to canons. A few adventures after, that sort of thing.)
"You managed in the end," she reminded, before the kind words made her bashful. The addendum came after, a little quieter; "And you've been doing pretty well for yourself here." Admittedly the whole resurrection clause had come into effect at one point, but still. The world was functional, and so was Terezi, and that was about the best one could hope for.
And sure, that was another 'when' could have been an 'if', but... Naminé continued to like it better as the former. Her smile was a touch melancholy, nevertheless. "Yeah. It will be. I just... hope that we don't keep each other waiting for too long."
(OOC: Sounds like a plan to me. Gotta give em time to work out potentially traversing universes and all that. )
"I don't plan to keep you waiting forever. I know that, Naminé. But I definitely want to have enough stories to give you and me something to talk about," she giggled out. This was feeling better. Yeah, they couldn't guarantee anything, but she was going to focus on the hope involved.
"I'm pretty sure that the colossal screw up won't happen again. It was kind of a miraculous, perfect storm of bad decisions neither side would have known could have done it. I doubt it'll ever be that convoluted again. So I should manage to be helpful. Or we can just lounge on the beach and sip fruity drinks if the fighting's all done!"
Even the possibility of a long stretch of time apart couldn't fully dampen her amusement when it was described that way. Despite herself, Naminé let out a breath of a laugh. "Stories, huh...? Knowing you, I'm sure you'll have plenty. As long as the endings aren't too sad, I'll be looking forward to hearing them."
Which functioned more or less as a request that Terezi stay away from getting into too much trouble on the trip. Brightening at the mention of a beach, "I know just the place." The Destiny Islands were quite well equipped that way. "We'll even be able to take our pick...! There are a lot of good spots to sip drinks in my worlds - and to eat ice cream, too."
"Hehe, I think I'm looking forward to managing a few more adventurous type endings going forward. Who knows? Maybe they'll end up dropping me in another world like this." That'd be damned hilarious in her book. It could, however, be really awful, so hopefully not. "But no sad endings. i'm... I'm done with the water works."
It wasn't quite a promise, but she was definitely going to try. "That so? All the sweet treats we can drink and a beach to boot? I might just put up with the bright sun for that!"
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Terezi Pyrope | OTA
What, Terezi skip out on visiting strange lakes after strange magical rainfalls? Perish the thought. She could be seen, wandering her way over, though she hadn't quite reached the edge of the lake yet, so if you wanted to catch her, it wasn't going to be that hard.
At the very least she was being careful of any shards of glass running around.
2) The Festivities & Farewells
The Troll had spoken with Heimdall, the moment that there had been an announcement that people would be going home. She wasn't judging over the choice. Fuck, man, she'd been here a whole year, a third of a sweep. She'd known that this couldn't last forever and she was buying time for the inevitable, but she'd had to ask.
'Maybe,' he'd said. 'We can try, but I won't make promises.' Maybe they could send her somewhere else. She ... didn't have to stop existing. She didn't have to go back to being a dead troll in a doomed timeline, but the only part of this that sucked a bunch of hee haw beast orbs was that it meant finally, once and for all letting Vriska go. If she left, it was admitting that she knew her friend wasn't ever going to catch up to her, and she was just... gone. And that... that was a sadness that made her almost want to go back and accept fate. Vriska'd been a horrible bitch and a half, but she didn't deserve to die alone.
But... she made a decision. 'Give it a try. If it doesn't work, it was a good run.' A few people had reminded her that there were reasons to go on living, to try again. Maybe she could find them again, in some other fanciful world. She didn't have to give up, and so... she wouldn't.
She was sitting there, looking up at the fireworks when she saw someone she recognized and beckoned them over with a grin and something fruity in her hand. "So... tomorrow's the big day. Eh? You gonna miss me?"
2 with some minor timeline adjustment
A promise of a brighter future was one thing. The cost of it, though - leaving behind this world, the first world in which she was truly happy - felt steep. More than that, it meant separating from the people who had made this place so welcoming in the first place, and grief twisted painfully in her chest to think of what might become of Terezi, what might become of Sora. Naminé had the same concerns as her moirail, would have asked the same thing if she'd had the opportunity. Yet it was only after the excitement of the revelation that they'd be leaving Asgard had settled somewhat that Naminé was finally able to get in touch with the other girl, and then only briefly to arrange a meeting at the first of the celebrations.
They'd talk about it. The blonde was quite certain of that, and as she caught sight of the troll and began to make her way over, Naminé tried very hard not to let herself think about the fact that it might be one of the last times. Raising a hand to wave, Naminé mustered a smile, though it took the full weight of her long-term practice. "There you are," she accused when she drew close enough.
She had to resist the urge to ask right away about what was really on her mind.
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"So, I don't need to worry about the treehouse, eh? Lot of headache off both our heads. The water ruined everything. Hahaha." Someone was absolutely dancing around things there.
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"I guess not," she agreed, taking her time to settle down next to her moirail. "I'm a little disappointed. I would have liked to see how it turned out, but... I suppose the timing was good."
Of the storm ruining the project, that was; at least there wasn't much effort wasted on rebuilding. And sure, Naminé knew full well that they were talking around the subject, but what was the harm in waiting an extra moment or two? If it gave Terezi time to prepare, gave them both time to prepare, then that was so much the better.
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She grunted. Ok. She hadn't planned to just.... "Sorry. I...I uh... talked to Heimdall. So you now. About..." Well, it wasn't like everyone here didn't know exactly what her situation was. It was the trunk-beast waiting to be talked about.
"You're ok, right? Where you're going? You're safe?" She sounded a little insistent as she said that. As if she wanted to focus on Naminé's situation first over her own.
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None of them would be the treehouse they'd talked about, that Terezi had worked on with her own hands. That thought was easily put aside, though, as the troll mentioned what was really hanging over their heads. Naminé nodded immediately, expression pensive as the other girl trailed off--
Only to ask after her, instead. The Nobody's face registered brief surprise, then crumpled slightly with a variety of other emotions. Pressing them down, Naminé responded carefully, "That's... what they tell me."
Her own situation wasn't her primary concern, but if Terezi wanted to put it off a little longer...
"It sounds like it won't be easy for a little while, but after that... They say everything will turn out alright." Aside from for Sora - yet Naminé stopped herself just short of saying as much. "It's hard to believe. But-- I trust the others to tell me the truth."
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"They wouldn't lie to you," she said quietly. The people here wouldn't lie to her. She was important to them. "I just ... I needed to know you were safe, that you didn't need to ask what I asked Heimdall. We hadn't talked about it before, had we?"
She run her finger over the girl's palm. "He said they'd try, Naminé. He didn't make me a promise, but he said they'd try." She didn't sound upset. She sounded pretty hopeful, all things considered, but there was something she was holding back. It was written all over her face.
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The girl's fingers curled slightly as they were reached for in momentary surprise, but she readily gave her hands into Terezi's hold. "I know they wouldn't," she agreed, quiet but firm. As for talking about it, "I... guess we didn't. I wouldn't have been sure what else to tell you."
Though her eyes initially followed the movement of the troll's finger, the words brought Naminé's eyes quickly back up. "Try?" Oh, she figured she knew what they'd try, but-- "To... help you? Or to send you somewhere else?" It didn't feel like that was the whole story, going by Terezi's expression, but Naminé was careful to press only lightly.
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She sighed and smiled. "But the gods said they'd try to give me a chance somewhere else. Ya know. Little victory lap. Don't have to go back into that sweet oblivion. I just... have to do two things. I have... I have to let Vris go, finally, for good. Knowing she'll be all alone at the end. And I have to not know where I'm going. Because they can't send me just anywhere. they're shooting me out into the chaos, into the ether. It could be ... anywhere. Any world that my soul'd find ok. I don't get to pick the world." Her fingers gripped and the unspoken part of it was there.
If she couldn't go back home because she was doomed, she'd rather go with one of her friends, the one in front of her first.
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As for the rest of it, however - that held her uneasily silent thereafter. From the beginning, though it was good news, she could practically hear the stipulations trailing on the end before they were spoken out loud. It couldn't just be simple, could it? Unconsciously, her own grip tightened, her silence stretching on a few extra moments before she finally spoke up.
"Are you... going to do it?" That was the long and the short of it, wasn't it - because for all that Naminé might have had to say about the rest of it, all that she might have wanted to suggest, that was the part that really mattered; what Terezi wanted.
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She sniffed and laughed. "You're right. I'm not just a memory. I'm me. And I did what I needed to do there. I don't owe them going back, just to..." She didn't want to say it. Another laugh and she sniffed. "I never wanted to leave her behind, Naminé. But you know what? She would kick my ass if I even thought about just going back to disappear with her. She would."
Vris? Probably would have kicked her butt for that level of sentimentality, yeah. "Of course I'm taking my chances. She's not the only one who can roll the dice. I'll let them try... and I'll go somewhere. Start fresh again. I... I'm sorry. I asked to come with you. I promise I did. I wanted to."
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"That's it," the blonde murmured, encouraging the notion. "No one else can ever be you - not even the other versions of you." There would always be some deviation somewhere, some different memory or experience. Still, Naminé held her tongue as Terezi continued, the Nobody's patient but fretful silence growing deeper.
Naminé couldn't presume to know what Vriska would have said, would have done. But if the two trolls were ever friends, if there was any caring between them - then it was hard for Naminé to imagine that anyone who cared would demand such final and destructive fealty as to require Terezi to return to such a fate. So Naminé says, quietly, "I hope she really would."
The admission thereafter was... bittersweet. By the same token as her earlier assumption, Naminé could only allow herself the gladness of knowing Terezi would - might - go on living in some manner, in some place. To let herself be sad, even though they might never see each other again - no, there was no room for that. But thinking as much didn't stop the tears pricking at her eyes. Naminé let out a shaky breath, then an, "... I know," that she couldn't have claimed months ago, when she was still newer to this place and newer to her friend. "I know you tried. I..."
Though she'd never been overly given to physical affection, it seemed warranted for her to lift one slim arm and tuck it around Terezi's shoulders, fingers curling gently against the other girl's arm.
"I'm just happy-- that you'll be out there somewhere." With a quiet sniff of her own, "I couldn't ask for anything more than that."
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"I'm going to try and come looking for you. If I can hop one world, I can hop another," she whispered. "I'm... not going to lie and promise you I'll find you, but I can promise that I'm going to try and live my best life going forward, and part of that's looking for you, for Sora, Riku. To find the place where the people I care about, who helped me are."
She laughed a little, a soft, hollow yet somehow sincere sound coming from her throat. "I'm happy too, though... knowing that you'll be safe. That you'll be out there, for me to try and find. And I'll make sure I'm happy until I do. I don't know what tomorrow's going to bring, but ... I get to know that there'll hopefully be a tomorrow for you and me."
"I didn't think I'd get one... didn't think I deserved one. You made me realize that I do. Thank you. I'm glad we met, Naminé."
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With the tiny catch of her breath, it wasn't hard to tell that an attempt was promise enough for Naminé. "It'll be dangerous," she warned, but the tone wasn't actually discouraging; if anything, it was fond. Terezi could handle herself, of that much Naminé was sure. Falling silent, she had to put forth increasingly significant effort to fight back the warm prickling in her eyes.
"Of course you deserve it," she let out with the breath she was holding, fingers tightening gently in their places. "You're the reason the people in your world got a chance to make things right...!" If that wasn't worth an extra life, what was?
"And I'm glad that I met you, too. No one's ever looked after me like you have, and I..." No, no, no tears. She clears her throat; voice stronger, "If you're going to look for us, then-- I'll do the same for you. I don't know for certain what's going to happen either, or how long it'll be until I have that sort of freedom, but... I'm sure I'd know your heart anywhere. It's not hard for someone like me to travel between worlds."
Which would mean more when she had her powers. If Terezi was connected to Sora, then surely Naminé would be able to follow that link eventually, with enough effort. Still, she didn't dare promise either, for there was too much which could go wrong.
"So I'll search. And I hope that wherever you find yourself, you really can be happy, no matter what. Even if we don't..." Find each other again - but it didn't bear saying; her face crumpled, yet she shooed the thought away.
There was nothing wrong with hoping.
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"That's right. It'll be dangerous, and you need to be careful, but we can both try. If anyone can find each other? It's going to be us. And I won't give up, I promise you that. I'll never give up hope." Her smile grew a little, a little laugh coming in as she curled her arms around her friend.
"I'm so glad that this place went and snagged us. It gave us both a new lease on our lives, right? But now... we've still got some time. I want us to enjoy it. While we still have the chance. And... I want to give you something of mine, and ask you to give me something of yours. It... it will help me try to find you."
Because that had worked once with John, right? Key in on a thing? The memories trapped within.
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Naminé didn't quite have it in her to laugh, but the sound of Terezi's brought a smile to the blonde's face. Seeing her moirail reaching with both arms, Naminé was quick to accommodate, lifting her own to turn it into a proper embrace. That didn't hinder her from listening, however, and the suggestion made her perk.
"If it'll help - then I'll do my best to think of something. Even if it doesn't work, it... would be nice to have a memento." And there was something to be said for memories attached to those objects - she'd know, after all, considering what she did with Sora's so long ago. "But for right now - I want us to enjoy it too. This place... I'll be very sad to leave it."
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She breathed out and chuckled a little dryly. "I don't think I actually need to write on it with my blood this time. That'd be a little ... too troll of me, eheh." And she only had that to write with then. "But, Naminé, the thing about it is I know I've focused with this before. And if you focus on it hard... we might have a little more luck finding each other."
Seriously, it'd worked once. She was dumb enough to hope it would work a second time.... or brilliant enough to hope it would.
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Something that played such a big part in the other girl's life. It felt like an honor, yet even the awe from that couldn't stop Naminé from shaking her head with a, "Please don't do that," at the possibility of writing with blood, of all things. (More specifically, she'd rather Terezi didn't bleed unnecessarily at all, regardless of the purpose.)
The Nobody fell silent for the rest of the explanation. Then, once it was finished, "It's worth it to try." Of that she felt quite sure. "Where I come from... magic from other worlds doesn't always work correctly. But between the two of us-- maybe we can make it happen. Something like that... an object that important probably has a lot of memories."
Which would certainly help her side of things.
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It was exactly what she knew Naminé was going to need, and frankly probably had the most emotional weight in terms of he memories as anything. Whatever her friend gave her in turn would do the trick, she hoped, and even if it took a while they could home in and find each other somehow.
The trick, in her mind, wasn't finding. It was figuring out how to cross barriers, though Naminé seemed to thin she had an idea. So, there was that. "I'll try not to muck everything up when I find you, hehe."
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(Perhaps she'd craft a drawing for the occasion - a carefully packaged summation of their time together in Asgard. She couldn't use her power with those sorts of images here, but it was a start; a memory put down on paper, like she usually worked with.)
So involved was she in making her plans that Terezi's comment seemed to go over her head for a beat. Then, raising her eyes, Naminé blinked. "Muck everything up?" Better to focus on that than suggest there ought to have been an 'if'; the blonde preferred to ignore that herself. With the ghost of a kindly incredulous smile, "How would you do that? All of us will be waiting for you, you know."
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"Hah. Well... you know our record for saving the world, Naminé. But I think with you around, I can avoid being a tragic failure this time." And honestly, part of the problem had been twelve really dysfunctional people stuck on a rock hurtling through space together. Which... had been part of the plan of the bad guys in the first place.
"When we find each other, it'll be great."
(OOC: I kind of meta that they eventually find each other. Probably after a couple years, when these sorts of things don't matter anymore to canons. A few adventures after, that sort of thing.)
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And sure, that was another 'when' could have been an 'if', but... Naminé continued to like it better as the former. Her smile was a touch melancholy, nevertheless. "Yeah. It will be. I just... hope that we don't keep each other waiting for too long."
(OOC: Sounds like a plan to me. Gotta give em time to work out potentially traversing universes and all that. )
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"I'm pretty sure that the colossal screw up won't happen again. It was kind of a miraculous, perfect storm of bad decisions neither side would have known could have done it. I doubt it'll ever be that convoluted again. So I should manage to be helpful. Or we can just lounge on the beach and sip fruity drinks if the fighting's all done!"
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Which functioned more or less as a request that Terezi stay away from getting into too much trouble on the trip. Brightening at the mention of a beach, "I know just the place." The Destiny Islands were quite well equipped that way. "We'll even be able to take our pick...! There are a lot of good spots to sip drinks in my worlds - and to eat ice cream, too."
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It wasn't quite a promise, but she was definitely going to try. "That so? All the sweet treats we can drink and a beach to boot? I might just put up with the bright sun for that!"
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