⚔ // stress in solitude

[discutio]

[Once Saturn had left, Ignis took a slow breath to steady himself before standing and speaking again.]

I think we have a fair amount of things to discuss, after that. But we'll also need to rest and recover here; We may be able to take it at Saturn's word that he won't alert Cyrus to us, but overstaying our welcome by more than a couple of days is unwise--that means we need to take advantage of this as much as we can.

[Strategy was easier. The words came naturally, and he was able to hold focus.]

If anyone needs me or wishes to assist, I'll be in the kitchen. I'm aware we just ate, but I presume we'll all be more comfortable if one of our own makes breakfast in the morning.

Comments

[eudaimonikos]

Do they take many different ones?

[We've kinda heard how he feels about destiny already, so let's stick with reincarnation.]

[hyruglyphics]

[ I mean. She ... ]

The cycle's happened for thousands upon thousands of years - it would have to.

[eudaimonikos]

What if the hero is reincarnated as an animal? Can that happen?

[hyruglyphics]

[ That sees her bro knitting together and... ]

... There was a story of a man who became a wolf, so perhaps?

[eudaimonikos]

Ooooh, werewolves. You could do a lot worse than that...


...so. You're someone who got reincarnated from someone else, then?

[hyruglyphics]

So it is said. [ She tilts her head slightly, as if she's considering... no, she should be clear. ] ... No, rather, yes. The power is passed to princesses of the royal family, and when I used the power, I could feel the spirits of those before me, if only a little.

[eudaimonikos]

Ah - so you're distinct from them still, in a sense?

[hyruglyphics]

They lived their own lives, and I have lived this life I have... so yes, we are distinct, though we are a part of the same... [ Same is too strong, she shakes her head ] Rather, we've continued the legend.

[eudaimonikos]

So what happens when you die? Are you just sort of...attached forever?

[hyruglyphics]

I do not know.

[ She told him before that Hyrule believe the dead rest. But will she be permitted her red? She's not sure. It's possible she'll join with the goddess Hylia. It's possible that she'll become a part of this mass, to be reborn anew. She can't be sure either way. ]

[eudaimonikos]

Hmmmmm.

[That's something to think about. Michael wonders if he could tear that apart - in another plane, on the other side.]

Well. [He claps his hands together.] No reason to worry about that now, you're young. We'd better just make sure Galactic doesn't do worse than kill us.

[hyruglyphics]

[ The vulnerability of the moment mixes with a growing familiarity. Michael is sweet, in a sense, but he's also callous. It's something which sees her softly smiling as she nods, sitting here in the night of the resort. ]

Agreed!

[ Despite the... whole. Situation. It does feel more tiredly hopeful tonight. ]