[ realizing i missed a *didn't, instead of did up there somewhere. my bad.
he nods, though, making a soft, affirmative noise and keeping up the rhythmic hairpets. temenos asmr voice ]
Correct. You might have seen it too - when the group returned, there were figures in blue that seemed to be helping them. [ his thought bubble shivers, briefly, and shows an image of a ghostly knight wreathed in blue fire, but it fades away after a moment. ] But I didn't know it was happening until that very point. Nimona spoke to me about the events, and... returned with something for me, as well.
[ and truthfully, the thought of it being an illusion is what kept temenos from being more upset about it, because the item nimona handed him was so precious that the idea of it existing somewhere in solistia where he never got to see it is unfathomably upsetting, so he simply does not. he can logic it out as an illusion, instead, can tell himself it wasn't real, and can share that with others. cold, hard, doses of reality.
temenos nods, though, quietly approving. ]
You've got it. [ correct! he's right. something conjured up. ] I think that could go for nigh any of those little trips: Rabbit also informed me that they may have been on one before we came with similar outcomes.
Temenos ASMR voice, coming soon to a youtube channel near you. By 'you', that is explicitly meant Axel, of course. It's...actually rather soothing, he isn't going to lie; he can feel some of that tension only continue to ebb away. ]
Yeah. I guess it means they're like helpers from the beyond or something?
...What was this thing she returned with?
[ There was a moment's hesitation in asking, but. They are on the subject, so he essentially just went ahead and asked it anyways.
As for the other subject, that sparks a bit of a memory in his own head.
This week has been very long and tiresome, but not enough so to completely erase the memory from his head. ]
I guess it could.
...But, right. Rabbit's definitely been on one too. One alongside...Crimson, Amethyst Snake, White Tiger, Pink Pig, and Marigold Monkey. A trip to the moon—or the Netherworld or something. I heard about something like that, but it's slipped my mind to ask about it.
....Mm. Maybe. It was the Sacred Flame, I believe. It is not dissimilar to what I see when I visualize.
[ there's a little flicker of blue over his head in his thought bubble, briefly. his mind palace.
but, beyond that. he leaves the question for what was brought for now, answering the more practical one first. ] I'd heard the same - apparently, the Netherworld is where the penguins come from. I'd not heard much about the trip to the moon, which I'm sure could be relevant to our entire situation.
[ so. he lets that taper off into a thoughtful silence for a moment, as if he's considering the trip and its future implications. but.
... in an act of trust, after a moment, temenos seems to focus more heavily on petting his hair again, eyes falling away from his face, and says, very quietly: ]
Nimona brought me a letter that was intended for me, that never made it.
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anyway. his fingers still, for a moment. ]
... A letter from someone from home.
[ and it seems like temenos is deciding. there's a long pause where he's just holding still, then...
... after a moment, he carefully moves to reach for the book he keeps in his pocket. out of the book, near the back, he pulls out a folded piece of parchment, and after a moment's hesitation, he sets it in front of axel so he can see its contents. ]
Axel's giving pause as he mentions that because he knows Temenos is an extremely private person. So, if he gives any indication he wants to change the topic or otherwise not mention further this letter, he can conjure up anything in turn.
But, he doesn't.
He begins to read, line by line, word by word. Then, at last, his name falls upon who has written it at all. ]
[ axel is right - he is very private, and about this, maybe more than anything.
... but.
if there is anyone in this place that he feels he could tell this story to, it is axel. if there is anyone he could trust with the most tender, vulnerable parts of his own story, it's his teammate, someone who has earned that much. he'd thought the same of crick, when he told him the very same - that after all they've been through, perhaps he has the right to know.
he leaves the letter in axel's sight, and doesn't look at him, when he speaks. ]
... You could say my dearest one. [ and looking at that letter - written in his familiar, just slightly messy scrawl - ripped open a wound that had already been torn into the week of memories, freshly scabbed over and now just bleeding. ]
Roi and I were both foundlings; that is to say, our parents left us at the church when we were babes. We aren't related, but the Pontiff personally took the two of us under his care.
[ The fact that Temenos dares trust him with such an intimate piece of his personal life doesn't pass him by. Quite the opposite, really.
They've both managed to become closer and closer as time goes on in this place. But, it doesn't mean they know all there is about one another. ]
A dear brother.
[ One who so happens to resurface in memories by gifting of such a letter. ]
...Five years is a long time for someone to go without writing a letter. And you hadn't found a clue about his whearabouts at all, right? It might be also too much to hope, but I can't help but want him to be alright anyway.
[ axel's optimism is... sweet, and not surprising, really. it reminds him of the pontiff, for a moment, and he lets out a soft noise, finally folding the letter again. ]
... No. Roi is dead. The person who killed him... while I never got to meet her, I met the mastermind of it all, and she referred to him as a victim of their organization's works. While it could have been to rile me up, as she was attempting to taunt me into anger, the physical evidence of it all remained.
[ in a sense, the information that the group from solistia came back with was familiar, but it confirmed a thought temenos had long before, after understanding some of the inner workings of the moonshade order, and perhaps worse, after the discovery of a journal that described someone as being hunted.
having his letter picks at that wound, though. perhaps now, after everything, it can finally scab over, and start to heal. this is a backtag so maybe axel can see it; his thoughts are turbulent before they finally clarify. Everything was always for him.
... Just say it. he thinks. Talk about him.
... and then, finally... ]
...Roi was always very brave. Reckless, even, sometimes. He is the very reason that I learned to doubt the way that I do.
[ You'd think that one of these days it might somehow dim. But no, it stubbornly sticks like an ember that refuses to go out.
Either way, Axel's listening to Temenos rather closely. ]
...Sucks to hear that's the case. It's never good when you lose somebody close to you, but even worse when somebody can mess around with you about it.
[ Then, there's a pause when he sees the thought bubbles rise; a conflicted an assortment of them. One, after another, when some sentences are clearer than the rest. He can't help but be a little nosy sometimes in this regard, whoops. ]
He sounds like a pretty commendable kind of guy. Always striving forward in the face of danger type of deal, sounds like? I wouldn't call him a bad guy to look upward to.
I can't say I know him either, for obvious reasons, but I have a feeling he'd be glad that you never strayed from your path. From wanting to question things, and working hard to always find answers.
[ Those of which people might not want to face, can't face, or refuse to face, even if it is staring down right in front of them. It's probably not much comfort in the face of loss being a reminder once more, but all the same, Axel can't help but think it true. ]
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he nods, though, making a soft, affirmative noise and keeping up the rhythmic hairpets. temenos asmr voice ]
Correct. You might have seen it too - when the group returned, there were figures in blue that seemed to be helping them. [ his thought bubble shivers, briefly, and shows an image of a ghostly knight wreathed in blue fire, but it fades away after a moment. ] But I didn't know it was happening until that very point. Nimona spoke to me about the events, and... returned with something for me, as well.
[ and truthfully, the thought of it being an illusion is what kept temenos from being more upset about it, because the item nimona handed him was so precious that the idea of it existing somewhere in solistia where he never got to see it is unfathomably upsetting, so he simply does not. he can logic it out as an illusion, instead, can tell himself it wasn't real, and can share that with others. cold, hard, doses of reality.
temenos nods, though, quietly approving. ]
You've got it. [ correct! he's right. something conjured up. ] I think that could go for nigh any of those little trips: Rabbit also informed me that they may have been on one before we came with similar outcomes.
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Temenos ASMR voice, coming soon to a youtube channel near you. By 'you', that is explicitly meant Axel, of course. It's...actually rather soothing, he isn't going to lie; he can feel some of that tension only continue to ebb away. ]
Yeah. I guess it means they're like helpers from the beyond or something?
...What was this thing she returned with?
[ There was a moment's hesitation in asking, but. They are on the subject, so he essentially just went ahead and asked it anyways.
As for the other subject, that sparks a bit of a memory in his own head.
This week has been very long and tiresome, but not enough so to completely erase the memory from his head. ]
I guess it could.
...But, right. Rabbit's definitely been on one too. One alongside...Crimson, Amethyst Snake, White Tiger, Pink Pig, and Marigold Monkey. A trip to the moon—or the Netherworld or something. I heard about something like that, but it's slipped my mind to ask about it.
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[ there's a little flicker of blue over his head in his thought bubble, briefly. his mind palace.
but, beyond that. he leaves the question for what was brought for now, answering the more practical one first. ] I'd heard the same - apparently, the Netherworld is where the penguins come from. I'd not heard much about the trip to the moon, which I'm sure could be relevant to our entire situation.
[ so. he lets that taper off into a thoughtful silence for a moment, as if he's considering the trip and its future implications. but.
... in an act of trust, after a moment, temenos seems to focus more heavily on petting his hair again, eyes falling away from his face, and says, very quietly: ]
Nimona brought me a letter that was intended for me, that never made it.
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[ Ah yes, Temenos' little mind palace; he looks at it curiously, murmuring the word in a bit of a repeat. ]
...Probably. Reminder to self to ask about the trip to the moon. Sometimes there's just so much going on...but, I definitely got it memorized.
[ He shakes his head. But this way if he mentions the catch phrase and everything, he won't forget. As for the other matter, though, he's blinking. ]
What do you mean? A letter? From who?
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anyway. his fingers still, for a moment. ]
... A letter from someone from home.
[ and it seems like temenos is deciding. there's a long pause where he's just holding still, then...
... after a moment, he carefully moves to reach for the book he keeps in his pocket. out of the book, near the back, he pulls out a folded piece of parchment, and after a moment's hesitation, he sets it in front of axel so he can see its contents. ]
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Axel's giving pause as he mentions that because he knows Temenos is an extremely private person. So, if he gives any indication he wants to change the topic or otherwise not mention further this letter, he can conjure up anything in turn.
But, he doesn't.
He begins to read, line by line, word by word. Then, at last, his name falls upon who has written it at all. ]
...From a good friend of yours?
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... but.
if there is anyone in this place that he feels he could tell this story to, it is axel. if there is anyone he could trust with the most tender, vulnerable parts of his own story, it's his teammate, someone who has earned that much. he'd thought the same of crick, when he told him the very same - that after all they've been through, perhaps he has the right to know.
he leaves the letter in axel's sight, and doesn't look at him, when he speaks. ]
... You could say my dearest one. [ and looking at that letter - written in his familiar, just slightly messy scrawl - ripped open a wound that had already been torn into the week of memories, freshly scabbed over and now just bleeding. ]
Roi and I were both foundlings; that is to say, our parents left us at the church when we were babes. We aren't related, but the Pontiff personally took the two of us under his care.
[ so not just his friend. his brother. ]
He has been missing for five years.
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They've both managed to become closer and closer as time goes on in this place. But, it doesn't mean they know all there is about one another. ]
A dear brother.
[ One who so happens to resurface in memories by gifting of such a letter. ]
...Five years is a long time for someone to go without writing a letter. And you hadn't found a clue about his whearabouts at all, right? It might be also too much to hope, but I can't help but want him to be alright anyway.
For both of your sakes.
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... No. Roi is dead. The person who killed him... while I never got to meet her, I met the mastermind of it all, and she referred to him as a victim of their organization's works. While it could have been to rile me up, as she was attempting to taunt me into anger, the physical evidence of it all remained.
[ in a sense, the information that the group from solistia came back with was familiar, but it confirmed a thought temenos had long before, after understanding some of the inner workings of the moonshade order, and perhaps worse, after the discovery of a journal that described someone as being hunted.
having his letter picks at that wound, though. perhaps now, after everything, it can finally scab over, and start to heal. this is a backtag so maybe axel can see it; his thoughts are turbulent before they finally clarify. Everything was always for him.
... Just say it. he thinks. Talk about him.
... and then, finally... ]
...Roi was always very brave. Reckless, even, sometimes. He is the very reason that I learned to doubt the way that I do.
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Either way, Axel's listening to Temenos rather closely. ]
...Sucks to hear that's the case. It's never good when you lose somebody close to you, but even worse when somebody can mess around with you about it.
[ Then, there's a pause when he sees the thought bubbles rise; a conflicted an assortment of them. One, after another, when some sentences are clearer than the rest. He can't help but be a little nosy sometimes in this regard, whoops. ]
He sounds like a pretty commendable kind of guy. Always striving forward in the face of danger type of deal, sounds like? I wouldn't call him a bad guy to look upward to.
I can't say I know him either, for obvious reasons, but I have a feeling he'd be glad that you never strayed from your path. From wanting to question things, and working hard to always find answers.
[ Those of which people might not want to face, can't face, or refuse to face, even if it is staring down right in front of them. It's probably not much comfort in the face of loss being a reminder once more, but all the same, Axel can't help but think it true. ]