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apocalypsehowcomm2023-02-28 09:24 pm
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[LOG] Apartment Life [Closed]
Who: Elidibus and Emet-Selch
When: Early Feb [Backdated to Arrival]
Where: ADI Apartments, D1
Summary: Two (former?) Ascians finally get to say what's on their minds about all this.
Warnings: Probably some condescending sounding talk about mortal kind. Possible references to mass murder/extinction. Lots of FFXIV Spoilers/Endwalker expac Spoilers.
What a strange day it had been, even for two who had seen a thousand thousand years and more.
It was no great feat to seamlessly cooperate and appear as much less than they truly were, surely. Elidibus had no intention of offering more about himself than the fact that he was able to calmly react to a situation such as the one they found themselves in, was intelligent and had come from a society with 'some magic'. There would be no hint at how deeply troubled he truly was, robbed of his senses and great magic, blind to this unknown star.
And bound to some unknown entity who wished to use them for its designs. Hoist on one's own petard, is it? A terrible irony and one he was not especially amused by.
It did not mean he trusted the ADI any more than the creatures that are claimed to have summoned them. But they offered assets and his pride was not so unreasonable as to reject what might be useful. Modern Eorzean had been like enough to 'English' to get by even before he had been led to the room with the mysterious paper.
Elidibus had been surprised to see Emet-Selch. Not from the fact that the entity obviously saw use in grabbing the Unsundered while they may have been in a weakened state. But to see his face.
The memories which were invoked by seeing not an aetheric signature, not a mortal vessel or a robe and mask clad figure, but features of a time long gone.
Yet he could not ask questions there. He listened and learned. When Emet-Selch had suggested the name 'Solus Galvus', there had been a small twist in Elidibus's heart to know his dear friend had indeed lived the countless eons in kind. He had hidden it well, though during the entirety of it all, there may have been small indicators and hints in the younger Ancient's manners to suggest that he is not quite the same as last Emet-Selch saw him.
A brief hint of emotion when the name 'Themis' was suggested to accompany Galvus. The ability to look at rather than through without the clinical detachment of the shell that he'd become as Zodiark tore away his memories and left only a driven caricature of the young man he had once been.
They had parted briefly when taken to shops by different agents. Some things would take a little more time to process, but the basics were found. Food, clothes, household necessities and the smartphone at the very least. Plus the borrowed sweats. Robes were not part of this star's common fashion, more's the pity.
At an appointed time, they were dropped off at the 'D' building of the ADI's apartments, given a basic rundown of appliances and ameneties, handed keys and... well, left to themselves finally. The door closes behind the agents and their footsteps are head in retreat.
With the food that needed to be kept cold likely having been put up during the housing tour, there is no rush to do anything in particular. Elidibus is silent, but moves to a window facing the lot they had entered from. It's from there he can watch that yes, the agents all leave as they said.
"Their actions are full of contradictions and border on naivety." Elidibus offers in the Ancient tongue as the vehicles drive away. "How much more is there to this tale of theirs that we are worth more alive despite the risk?
Who welcomes obvious harbingers of apocalypse with such open arms? It may add a general impression of manpower which doesn't have to upset the status quo of a world ignorant of the supernatural, but the risk seems far greater than it's worth. What more could there be?
Or like so many mortals, have their short lifespans blinded them?
[ Curious about Ancient Language sound? Please feel free to hear the weewoons here. ]
When: Early Feb [Backdated to Arrival]
Where: ADI Apartments, D1
Summary: Two (former?) Ascians finally get to say what's on their minds about all this.
Warnings: Probably some condescending sounding talk about mortal kind. Possible references to mass murder/extinction. Lots of FFXIV Spoilers/Endwalker expac Spoilers.
What a strange day it had been, even for two who had seen a thousand thousand years and more.
It was no great feat to seamlessly cooperate and appear as much less than they truly were, surely. Elidibus had no intention of offering more about himself than the fact that he was able to calmly react to a situation such as the one they found themselves in, was intelligent and had come from a society with 'some magic'. There would be no hint at how deeply troubled he truly was, robbed of his senses and great magic, blind to this unknown star.
And bound to some unknown entity who wished to use them for its designs. Hoist on one's own petard, is it? A terrible irony and one he was not especially amused by.
It did not mean he trusted the ADI any more than the creatures that are claimed to have summoned them. But they offered assets and his pride was not so unreasonable as to reject what might be useful. Modern Eorzean had been like enough to 'English' to get by even before he had been led to the room with the mysterious paper.
Elidibus had been surprised to see Emet-Selch. Not from the fact that the entity obviously saw use in grabbing the Unsundered while they may have been in a weakened state. But to see his face.
The memories which were invoked by seeing not an aetheric signature, not a mortal vessel or a robe and mask clad figure, but features of a time long gone.
Yet he could not ask questions there. He listened and learned. When Emet-Selch had suggested the name 'Solus Galvus', there had been a small twist in Elidibus's heart to know his dear friend had indeed lived the countless eons in kind. He had hidden it well, though during the entirety of it all, there may have been small indicators and hints in the younger Ancient's manners to suggest that he is not quite the same as last Emet-Selch saw him.
A brief hint of emotion when the name 'Themis' was suggested to accompany Galvus. The ability to look at rather than through without the clinical detachment of the shell that he'd become as Zodiark tore away his memories and left only a driven caricature of the young man he had once been.
They had parted briefly when taken to shops by different agents. Some things would take a little more time to process, but the basics were found. Food, clothes, household necessities and the smartphone at the very least. Plus the borrowed sweats. Robes were not part of this star's common fashion, more's the pity.
At an appointed time, they were dropped off at the 'D' building of the ADI's apartments, given a basic rundown of appliances and ameneties, handed keys and... well, left to themselves finally. The door closes behind the agents and their footsteps are head in retreat.
With the food that needed to be kept cold likely having been put up during the housing tour, there is no rush to do anything in particular. Elidibus is silent, but moves to a window facing the lot they had entered from. It's from there he can watch that yes, the agents all leave as they said.
"Their actions are full of contradictions and border on naivety." Elidibus offers in the Ancient tongue as the vehicles drive away. "How much more is there to this tale of theirs that we are worth more alive despite the risk?
Who welcomes obvious harbingers of apocalypse with such open arms? It may add a general impression of manpower which doesn't have to upset the status quo of a world ignorant of the supernatural, but the risk seems far greater than it's worth. What more could there be?
Or like so many mortals, have their short lifespans blinded them?
[ Curious about Ancient Language sound? Please feel free to hear the weewoons here. ]