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tushanshu_logs2017-02-03 09:38 pm
ruinsprofessor) wrote in tushanshu_logs2017-02-03 09:38 pm
and it's harder than you'd think [February, catchall, open]
Characters: Raine Sage and open!
Date: The vast majority of February.
Location: multiple, including the healers' guild, her apartment in earth, and the dojo
Situation: many, lots
Warnings/Rating: general suicide content warning for the thread with Kratos; no additional warnings yet
A | snowfall, anywhere | open
Despite their trips to Flanoir, and the fact that there is very little Raine hasn’t seen in one way or another, snow is still something she sees infrequently enough to be fascinated by it.
It’s making life difficult for some people, of course, and she’s too practical a person not to be concerned for the chill and for people unused to snow caught out in it, but all the same occasionally when there’s snow falling Raine stops out in the open air, head tilted back and one hand extended to catch flakes.
B | memory-share, Earth | open
Somewhere around the eighth, Raine is heading to the markets in Earth, choosing to walk from her home rather than take the rheaird. It’s impossible sometimes not to remember what it’s like with certain people accompanying her, but these days it sparks wistfulness more than anything else.
All the same, when she bumps into someone and reaches to steady them, there’s the flash of a memory. Walking with someone taller, discussing earnestly the physics of shadows-- or a pastoral village, sunny and brilliant, with a boy who looks much like Raine beside her.
[if you would like a specific memory these are not the only ones on offer, just lmk and I’ll cook something up in response to your tagin. <3]
C | Healers’ Guild, Water | open
One of the first things Raine does when it becomes clear that the snow will be continuing to happen is make up a quick refresher course on hypothermia, its signs, and the primary easy treatments. She goes back over this with her healers, her volunteers, and anyone else who will sit still long enough and expresses any interest.
Apart from that things are mostly as usual at the Guild, though there are fewer Foreigners than there were and Raine is in charge of scheduling again. She isn’t commonly immediately at the front, but whoever’s looking after the entrance can usually find her within a few minutes, whether it’s in her office or the deeper laboratory she’s co-opted for her own.
D | Bakura’s dojo, Wood | closed
This has been put off by one thing or another long enough. With Bakura’s assurance that Zorc’s presence has receded for the time being, and her ka a more present murmur at her ears when she returns to the idea, Raine goes to see Bakura.
She estimates, at this point, that she has at least an eighty-five percent chance of success. It’s significantly better than even. When she makes herself known in the apartment linked to the dojo, it’s early morning, before most people will be there looking for instruction or practice space.
There is no fruit basket to bring this time; but there is a fresh if lonely breakfast pastry for him.
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Date: The vast majority of February.
Location: multiple, including the healers' guild, her apartment in earth, and the dojo
Situation: many, lots
Warnings/Rating: general suicide content warning for the thread with Kratos; no additional warnings yet
A | snowfall, anywhere | open
Despite their trips to Flanoir, and the fact that there is very little Raine hasn’t seen in one way or another, snow is still something she sees infrequently enough to be fascinated by it.
It’s making life difficult for some people, of course, and she’s too practical a person not to be concerned for the chill and for people unused to snow caught out in it, but all the same occasionally when there’s snow falling Raine stops out in the open air, head tilted back and one hand extended to catch flakes.
B | memory-share, Earth | open
Somewhere around the eighth, Raine is heading to the markets in Earth, choosing to walk from her home rather than take the rheaird. It’s impossible sometimes not to remember what it’s like with certain people accompanying her, but these days it sparks wistfulness more than anything else.
All the same, when she bumps into someone and reaches to steady them, there’s the flash of a memory. Walking with someone taller, discussing earnestly the physics of shadows-- or a pastoral village, sunny and brilliant, with a boy who looks much like Raine beside her.
[if you would like a specific memory these are not the only ones on offer, just lmk and I’ll cook something up in response to your tagin. <3]
C | Healers’ Guild, Water | open
One of the first things Raine does when it becomes clear that the snow will be continuing to happen is make up a quick refresher course on hypothermia, its signs, and the primary easy treatments. She goes back over this with her healers, her volunteers, and anyone else who will sit still long enough and expresses any interest.
Apart from that things are mostly as usual at the Guild, though there are fewer Foreigners than there were and Raine is in charge of scheduling again. She isn’t commonly immediately at the front, but whoever’s looking after the entrance can usually find her within a few minutes, whether it’s in her office or the deeper laboratory she’s co-opted for her own.
D | Bakura’s dojo, Wood | closed
This has been put off by one thing or another long enough. With Bakura’s assurance that Zorc’s presence has receded for the time being, and her ka a more present murmur at her ears when she returns to the idea, Raine goes to see Bakura.
She estimates, at this point, that she has at least an eighty-five percent chance of success. It’s significantly better than even. When she makes herself known in the apartment linked to the dojo, it’s early morning, before most people will be there looking for instruction or practice space.
There is no fruit basket to bring this time; but there is a fresh if lonely breakfast pastry for him.
[ooc; want something else? just want to plot? drop me a line here or at
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"Yes. As I said, I didn't want to bring it to you before I was sure I had something workable. The research in the process will and has provided other gains, so it's hardly a waste of effort anyway if you decide against it. It's simply... I wished to present to you a genuine possibility, not a what-if."
Which she has. And now leaves it to his choice. It was the best compromise she could summon.
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Keeliai was safer for the fact that Bakura didn't have a ka anymore. Not that it would stop Necrophades if the demon was set on destroying this world, but it certainly provided an avenue he might not have otherwise had.
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She still remembers the story he told her over Egyptian lessons, once, when they were talking around Zorc; she still debates about it with herself every now and then. "I can't be sure," she says then. "That, I suppose, is the nature of trust. That in the end, you choose to be sure even when you can't logically be. I believe you will choose differently, and act differently, than you did the first time. I wouldn't make the offer if I thought the same thing would result." Bakura is different now even than when Raine first knew him.
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But Raine was offering this chance, and emotion conflicted logic. Pragmatism with selfishness.
It was never his will that was in question.
"... all right."
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On land would have been better, but they would make do. "I don't expect a great deal of physical blowback," she said, explanatory out of habit while she was stepping outside again. "However, this is likely best not done around people, and there are sigils besides. I doubt you'll want me writing on the floor. And, as previously mentioned, it isn't as though I've had the chance to properly experiment with this."
She'd had plans in line, naturally, and knew exactly where she would take him.
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An unexpectedly nervous shiver carried across his shoulders. Risk and reward.
"What would you have done if I'd said no?"
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Raine had thought about that beforehand, too. "Abided by that choice. I'd likely have destroyed all physical copies of the research to be sure," she said, blunt. "I have most of it memorized, in any case; but I'm aware of the power your ka represents, and what this research could lead to. I won't have the data misused, nor risk it falling into any other hands."
She had no idea for a certainty if any of those measures would be helpful, or if what she feared about Zorc was possible. It was better, where this was concerned, to err on the safe side.
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"So practical," he sighed, mock-put upon by her logicality. The jesting was reflexive, while his thoughts were otherwise occupied by what they were planning to attempt. Would it really be possible? Restoring the ghosts back to him... that was one thing. They'd been muted by Zorc, removed, but never destroyed. His ka on the other hand...
"I didn't know he was working on this," he said lowly, meaning Solomon.
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She ignored the dig at her practicality. It was, after all, practical. And he was teasing, so she wasn't about to apologize for it.
"He didn't want you to, until he had something more complete," she returned, turning her head just a little so her voice will carry over her shoulder. "And Solomon has never been terribly skilled with expressing his emotions clearly. But he cared for you. Cares." Shifting to the past tense always felt like admitting defeat. "...this is his work, as much as or more than it is mine."
But Raine was the one left to put it together. She could, so she would.
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At Raine's explanation he's silent again, mulling that over and thinking, well it's not like I'm any better at it without voicing the thought. But there was a flash of something like regret, that he hadn't known about this while Solomon was still in Keeliai.
He couldn't have said how he'd have reacted at the time, but if this did indeed work, he'd owe the man a better thank you than Bakura was likely able to give. Especially considering he'd never given a proper one for Emily-Helen's funerary rites and tomb.
"You both could have found someone so much more worthwhile to put such effort into, you know."
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At Bakura's eventual statement, however, Raine shook her head. "I'm sure we could have found someone less scarred by their past, or with more compunctions about certain courses of action. That doesn't speak to how worthwhile you are, however. And Solomon and I have each chosen, on our own recognizance, where to put our efforts."
Bakura was one of those places.
Eventually, Raine steered the rheaird downward, toward a clear patch of land with no plants nor people, some distance from the path leading out of the city, where they would be least likely to be disturbed.