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 Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2022 11:15 pm
Ever since her encounters with Langite and Albireio, Ilse felt light. Happier. More certain. She was going to get out of the Negaverse--she just had to understand how. That would be the final piece, to make sure that she and Lysithea could get out. And then she would find Albireo, and take her up on that offer of a place to stay, and..
And things would be good.
She could feel the aura of a Squire, and decided that her recent encounters with Order had gone pretty well, so she went towards it, and for a moment, when she spotted the person she'd guess it belonged to, she had to blink.
His face was...familiar, but he wasn't wearing the right clothes, too bright and white, and it took her a moment to place him for sure, but then--
"Thorite!" She gasped, in delighted surprise. "Oh, look at you, you look so good!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2022 11:26 pm
Amsvartnir had been feeling a little bit better about his situation ever since he'd found that one guy—that Kerberos—and gotten to talk it out with him. He didn't have very many friends Order-side yet, so it hadn't been quite as wonderful as he'd hoped. Still, he felt... cleaner. Very much more like he was doing the right thing. That was really amazing. Maybe he fit in a bit awkwardly right now, but he liked being here. He hadn't sensed the aura of the corrupt senshi, too deep in thought while on patrol—which was, of course, a very bad ******** idea, considering he just got sneaked up on. He jumped a foot in the air (literally) and let out a startled yelp, eyes focusing back on what was right in front of him instead of the long distance. "I-Ilse?" he managed to stammer out after a moment of metaphorically scratching his head as he looked at her, "I, uh. Hey. Yeah? I think the rainbows suit me." He grinned. "Amsvartnir, by the way."
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2022 11:43 pm
The way he startled made Ilse wince, and she realized that she had to understand--he was a traitor to the Negaverse. He probably found her approaching like this to be halfway a threat. He had no idea that she was on her way out, too, or that she was just waiting for the perfect moment.
But that was okay.
"Amsvartnir?" She supposed that made sense. "I'm sorry, I don't know a lot about Knights. I didn't mean anything bad, calling you that name." She smoothed her skirt, and gave him a slightly nervous smile. "How is it? Being on the other side?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2022 11:52 pm
He chuckled a bit, smiling reassuringly at her, though he remained a bit tense, hand on his cane but not leaning on it. "It's the only name you know me—or, knew me—by. I think it's fair to let it go and forgive you for that," he said, smile becoming soft. "As for being this?" He gestured to his clothing, smile changing again to become wide and sparkling. "It's the friggin' best, Ilse. I don't feel like... like I'm choking on something all the time anymore. I feel like... some kind of tension dropped off my shoulders. Hopefully forever. I don't feel like I was being half-possessed or—or poisoned by, like... the, uh... cold fingers of the darkness anymore. It's amazing." He paused for a moment, looking her up and down curiously. "....So..." No, he shouldn't bring it up directly with her, should he? "...You don't happen to still have those shoes I lent you in the rift?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2022 12:05 am
Hearing Amsvartnir describe how much better he felt made Ilse sigh, contentedly. Between him and Albireio, it was clear--getting out of Chaos was the right decision. She would be freer, happier, more able to just...be. And that sounded like the perfect future.
"That sounds wonderful," she said, and she wrung her hands together briefly. "I..."
His question about the shoes made her blink, and then she laughed, a little.
"I might? And I could try to find them? I um. Had a really bad panic attack after that whole Rift mess, so I'm not sure where they are....and then things got really weird for me, for a while." She exhaled.
".....Weird enough that I think I want to get out, too. So, um. How'd you do it?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2022 12:24 am
Amsvartnir shook his head, grinning. "Nah, don't worry about the shoes," he said, leaning more on his cane as he got comfortable with Ilse. She seemed genuine, and he felt like he could trust her. "The Rift thing sucked complete a**," he agreed, looking at her thoughtfully. "As for me... I, uh. I ran into a lady Knight named Folkvanger after I packed up my stuff and just booked it out of there. Begged her to help. She called a princess senshi on her phone, and uh, Ganymede showed up and did this wooshy magic to my starseed, and here I am." He chuckled a bit. "I would advise a bit more planning than i did because, uh, I think I just got really lucky with someone who happened to have Ganymede's number. But if you want to run away ahead of time? You can stay with me, until we find someone we can call. I'm sort of currently staying, uh... with this really rich lady who wanted to help a poor, homeless teenager, even if I'm technically an adult."
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2022 12:33 am
Ilse sighed, and nodded. That was a relief. She wouldn't have to dig through her stuff and hope that she could find them, or even remember what they looked like. She would just...let it go, for the moment.
"Oh, that's lucky," she said. It sounded like how she had run into Lysithea--except that he'd been lucky, and gotten out. She hadn't. "I, um. Tried. Before. But the person my friend called...Cosmos, I think? She didn't. Show up." Her shoulders dropped and she sighed.
"But that's okay! I can't leave just yet, I have some things I need to take care of first. Important pieces to tie up before I get out."
But that was it. Just figuring out the important things, like telling Lysithea the truth, which....would be quite complicated. And possibly bad. But once that was done, she would run. As far and as fast as she could.
She wasn't going to be bound to the Negaverse again.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2022 12:45 am
Amsvartnir nodded, understanding completely even if he didn't know what any of her loose ends actually were, and wishing he'd done a little more when it had come to Albite and Sylvite. "I'm sorry that happened," he sympathized, "We'll make sure it doesn't happen this time. Stay safe out there, okay? I want to see you in white someday." He paused. "Wait, hold on. Not like that, I'm gay, uh. You know what I meant." He shook his head at himself with a small laugh. "Maybe you'll get better shoes when you cross over."
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2022 12:48 am
A soft snort passed her lips. "I get you. We'll see each other again once I'm free," she said, and then she turned.
This was reassuring. Everyone she'd met so far who had chosen to leave seemed so much...happier.
And that meant that she and Lysithea could be too.
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