Final.
CREATION. It's the middle of the morning, when the summon finally comes. It comes in the form of the Commanders seeming more formal than usual - there's something in their demeanor that's off, decidedly more stiff than usual, though not in a way that implies they're being controlled; it's just a matter of something happening, and they aren't altogether certain what to do with it, but they're here to bring you the general message that Master Cyrus is waiting for you. They won't wish you luck, for obvious reasons; they will, however, come with you. If this is going to happen today, then they want to be present for it, and they'll accompany you to the top of that massive stairwell in the center of that area you first walked in on. There's a large set of double doors at the top; they've been locked until now, but at the moment they'll open easily at your touch. There's really only one place to go from here. The doors will lead you to a place that appears, for all intents and purposes, to be outside, though it's difficult to say exactly where; there's a chill in the air - this is, of course, a rather cold region, though it isn't as bad as it could be out here - and you seem to be incredibly high up, but the floor still seems solid beneath your feet as opposed to translucent, and there's a railing ringing the outside of the area you've been let out into. Like a balcony of sorts, though it's a massive one, more than enough to accommodate all of you. It's incredibly simple, given that this is apparently where you're going to meet with someone who claimed the title of "god" for himself and hasn't looked back since. Speaking of which, you aren't alone here; Cyrus is present, hands settled on that railing as he looks out over the region for a moment longer. He'll turn to greet you properly after a moment, however; there's a brief gesture to his Commanders - clearly instructing them to stay back near the door, out of the way but more than capable of overseeing what's going to ensue here - before he turns his attention to the group, folding his hands behind his back. "You've come a long way since we first met... And longer still since your journey started. I'm sure you're aware that this isn't as it was in Sunyshore City - should we be required to turn this place into a battlefield, we will do so without hesitation, and despite your actions stemming from deep imperfection, we intend to act without mercy, if it comes to that. "However, I'm sure you have many things you want to say at the moment... Were I opposed to hearing them, there would be little point in allowing you to come here in the first place. Speak your piece; do as you see fit. There's no sense in pretending that we don't all know why you're here." |
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...and that was what drove you to all this. Your childhood.
I'm sorry, Cyrus.
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[It's...awkward, though, in a way that implies he's not altogether sure what to do with this.]
You recall what I said to you... About how there's nothing to be done about the things one has gone through, but you can refuse to be held back by it while simultaneously refusing to forgive those who haven't earned it.
As I said then, the path is unpleasant. But it is the one I've found to be most honest.
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[God, let's just be awkward, that sounds like a plan.
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It's such a...drastic way to try and help people, that's all. Not everyone wants to process their individual traumas by just...stripping them away entirely. My past is a nightmare, but it made me who I am today, and now that I have friends I can share it with, I...
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...it feels...wonderful. I think you deserve to feel that as well.
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....she's happy for you, Bucky.]
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Do you really think that no such effort was made...?
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This isn't... this isn't something you can just get over.
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...will you tell me more?
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Why do you think Sunyshore needed to be destroyed...?
[His gaze doesn't shift or dart away; if anything, it's a bit too focused.]
They knew. Everyone there knew.
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Just because no one else remembers, that doesn't erase your pain!
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You wouldn't be trying to end everyone's pain if you didn't still feel it yourself.
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[Rey can't stop her voice from cracking - surely he doesn't mean....? The entire city...?]
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[...absolutely bloody horrid. Even she had the odd scavenger or citizen of Jakku assisting her now and then.]
...I'm sorry, Cyrus. I know you don't want sympathy, but...I know how you feel - felt - and it's awful and I just...
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...my offer is still there.
[What else is there to say?]
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