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[OTA Log] Crystal Rain the Markets
Who; Nida, OTA
What; Crystal Rain and An Emotional Support Guard
Where; The Markets District
When; Week of the Crystal Rains, Jan 9th to 15th
Warnings; Trauma from memories possible. CW: Discussions of character death, suicidal ideation, and suicide in thread with Ignis
Note; To access any of Nida's memories (if you're interested), check here
A. The Start Of Something Strange
It starts not long after Nida starts on his shift for the day. He'd just been minding his own business, going through the morning market, considering the spice stand that he usually used to get little bundles of spice for Ignis. And then, out of nowhere, a blur of green glinting by Nida's face. He stepped back in shock, expecting some sort of threat, because there surely weren't birds here that were colors as vivid at that. And as he twisted away he stepped backwards and something struck him on the head, bouncing to the ground. Nida flinched and looked down and there, a golden, glowing crystal.
Touching it was foolish, Nida knew that, but there was something compelling him. His fingers curled around the small golden crystal and... there it was. An overwhelming sense of trust for... Tobey? That didn't make any sense. Fearful he dropped the crystal and stood up, looking at those falling around him. Without thinking he caught a crimson one out of the air. This one overwhelmed him with love, icy blue eyes, and a smile as sharp and quick as a dagger. The name almost came with a sob to Nida's lips before he felt Siren swelling in his head, reaching out and consuming the memory before it could settle.
"Everyone stay under cover," he called out to the nearby merchants and shoppers. "Don't touch the crystals!"
Of course people already were. Dammit. How was he supposed to stop people from getting caught up in painful memories? He was so tired of all of this happening!
B. Staggered by Memory
[Note: my intention is for Nida to access memories of people who interact with this one. So if you tag it and have memories shared, I'll select one to react to for the character. If your character doesn't have any, I'll have him experience one from another one of my muses.]
There was a lot to be said for the fact that the rain of crystals didn't end. Nida had gone to briefing with the captain and sighed when he heard there was little to nothing they could do about this new strangeness. Sure, the captain would deploy a team to investigate, and talk to the Aspects, but damn if that didn't really deal with the current problem.
Which for Nida was what he saw now as he stopped by a new stall in the market.
"Is this..." he said, reaching out to touch a bejeweled bracelet. One that was set with a stone that glowed with its own internal light. Was someone really making jewelry with these?
The only way to be sure was to touch the crystal. And when the memory within passed Nida growled in annoyance.
"How DARE you sell someone's memories as decoration!"
C. Shelter and Comfort
"Over here!" Nida called out from under the awning of the market district's guard outpost. It wasn't a very large building, but it was sheltered from the fall of crystals, and he had absolutely just seen someone pick up a crystal.
"I've got warm drinks and small pastries, and an ear to listen," he offered to the person who had gathered the crystal. "You know, if you want to talk. Or just to eat."
What; Crystal Rain and An Emotional Support Guard
Where; The Markets District
When; Week of the Crystal Rains, Jan 9th to 15th
Warnings; Trauma from memories possible. CW: Discussions of character death, suicidal ideation, and suicide in thread with Ignis
Note; To access any of Nida's memories (if you're interested), check here
A. The Start Of Something Strange
It starts not long after Nida starts on his shift for the day. He'd just been minding his own business, going through the morning market, considering the spice stand that he usually used to get little bundles of spice for Ignis. And then, out of nowhere, a blur of green glinting by Nida's face. He stepped back in shock, expecting some sort of threat, because there surely weren't birds here that were colors as vivid at that. And as he twisted away he stepped backwards and something struck him on the head, bouncing to the ground. Nida flinched and looked down and there, a golden, glowing crystal.
Touching it was foolish, Nida knew that, but there was something compelling him. His fingers curled around the small golden crystal and... there it was. An overwhelming sense of trust for... Tobey? That didn't make any sense. Fearful he dropped the crystal and stood up, looking at those falling around him. Without thinking he caught a crimson one out of the air. This one overwhelmed him with love, icy blue eyes, and a smile as sharp and quick as a dagger. The name almost came with a sob to Nida's lips before he felt Siren swelling in his head, reaching out and consuming the memory before it could settle.
"Everyone stay under cover," he called out to the nearby merchants and shoppers. "Don't touch the crystals!"
Of course people already were. Dammit. How was he supposed to stop people from getting caught up in painful memories? He was so tired of all of this happening!
B. Staggered by Memory
[Note: my intention is for Nida to access memories of people who interact with this one. So if you tag it and have memories shared, I'll select one to react to for the character. If your character doesn't have any, I'll have him experience one from another one of my muses.]
There was a lot to be said for the fact that the rain of crystals didn't end. Nida had gone to briefing with the captain and sighed when he heard there was little to nothing they could do about this new strangeness. Sure, the captain would deploy a team to investigate, and talk to the Aspects, but damn if that didn't really deal with the current problem.
Which for Nida was what he saw now as he stopped by a new stall in the market.
"Is this..." he said, reaching out to touch a bejeweled bracelet. One that was set with a stone that glowed with its own internal light. Was someone really making jewelry with these?
The only way to be sure was to touch the crystal. And when the memory within passed Nida growled in annoyance.
"How DARE you sell someone's memories as decoration!"
C. Shelter and Comfort
"Over here!" Nida called out from under the awning of the market district's guard outpost. It wasn't a very large building, but it was sheltered from the fall of crystals, and he had absolutely just seen someone pick up a crystal.
"I've got warm drinks and small pastries, and an ear to listen," he offered to the person who had gathered the crystal. "You know, if you want to talk. Or just to eat."
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"You will always have both."
no subject
"Come on, let's go see the captain."
no subject
"On my way."
wrap here?
"You are my way."