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tampered2009-08-08 09:52 pm
instrumentals) wrote in tampered2009-08-08 09:52 pm
Log; ongoing
When; August 4
Rating; PG?
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bblwhining, imperialwill, and harmoniae.
Summary; The Akzeriuth Talk, or why that ambassador crap isn't such a great idea.
Log;
Even as the leader of the Order of Lorelei, Ion hadn't really known what to expect after his death. Maybe he hadn't really expected anything; he was a replica, after all, and even if that didn't mean to him now what it once had, he could hardly say that it didn't change things.
But he knew for a fact that he hadn't expected this -- to live again, to live in a world without the Score, in a world without an original whose shoes he would have to constantly struggle to fill; to meet one of the brethren he'd never known and to try once more to reach out to the one he had; to be reunited with two of his most beloved friends.
And above all, he hadn't expected that he would be telling the Luke of months long past about the tragedy that awaited at Akzeriuth.
Maybe it wasn't the right thing to do, Ion worried; the information would undoubtedly hurt him, and in those earlier days, Luke hadn't exactly been known for heeding the warnings of anyone but Van in the first place. If he didn't believe it, he would be upset with Ion for what he would see as lying to him; if he did believe it, there was a chance that he would be upset with Natalia for not having told him sooner.
But recalling the tremendous loss of life that day; recalling Luke, how much it had pained him and how desperately he had wished to take it back... If there existed even the slightest chance that Luke could remember what he was told upon returning to Auldrant, that all of this tragedy could somehow be avoided -- Ion was certain that both he and Natalia would be more than willing to accept the consequences of whatever it took.
He took in as much of the scenery as he could as he walked through the city, what little his preoccupied mind could focus on in his hurry to reach the building he sought. Any real sightseeing or exploration would have to wait until later, though he greatly looked forward to them -- even now, he occasionally had to stop momentarily to catch his breath; he feared he was making Natalia wait too long as it was.
Finally, though, he arrived at what he thought to be the building in question, and he approached anxiously but surely as he searched for the familiar form of his friend.
Rating; PG?
Characters;
bblwhining, imperialwill, and harmoniae.Summary; The Akzeriuth Talk, or why that ambassador crap isn't such a great idea.
Log;
Even as the leader of the Order of Lorelei, Ion hadn't really known what to expect after his death. Maybe he hadn't really expected anything; he was a replica, after all, and even if that didn't mean to him now what it once had, he could hardly say that it didn't change things.
But he knew for a fact that he hadn't expected this -- to live again, to live in a world without the Score, in a world without an original whose shoes he would have to constantly struggle to fill; to meet one of the brethren he'd never known and to try once more to reach out to the one he had; to be reunited with two of his most beloved friends.
And above all, he hadn't expected that he would be telling the Luke of months long past about the tragedy that awaited at Akzeriuth.
Maybe it wasn't the right thing to do, Ion worried; the information would undoubtedly hurt him, and in those earlier days, Luke hadn't exactly been known for heeding the warnings of anyone but Van in the first place. If he didn't believe it, he would be upset with Ion for what he would see as lying to him; if he did believe it, there was a chance that he would be upset with Natalia for not having told him sooner.
But recalling the tremendous loss of life that day; recalling Luke, how much it had pained him and how desperately he had wished to take it back... If there existed even the slightest chance that Luke could remember what he was told upon returning to Auldrant, that all of this tragedy could somehow be avoided -- Ion was certain that both he and Natalia would be more than willing to accept the consequences of whatever it took.
He took in as much of the scenery as he could as he walked through the city, what little his preoccupied mind could focus on in his hurry to reach the building he sought. Any real sightseeing or exploration would have to wait until later, though he greatly looked forward to them -- even now, he occasionally had to stop momentarily to catch his breath; he feared he was making Natalia wait too long as it was.
Finally, though, he arrived at what he thought to be the building in question, and he approached anxiously but surely as he searched for the familiar form of his friend.