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Field Mission 5: Il Prigioniero, Part 3


They had discovered one could grow as hungry for light as for food.
NAVIGATION



1. THE FATE OF WONDERLAND


A. CRESCENDO; FINALE

The beauty of the sentient mind is that hope is hard to kill. Even living in illusion for so long, the Bureau of Balance as a whole believed to the end that a happy ending was possible in Wonderland. That's a good thing, even if an unrealistic dream. Without that vision, that hope, there's no way to succeed. You all know that, don't you?

You knew it when you went back into the tree to save absolutely anyone that you could. Strangers some of them. Strangers most of them. It didn't matter. There's a happy ending to this story; everyone believed in it as surely as they carried out the innocent, as surely as they carried out each other.

You knew it when you got crafty with needle and thread, trying to reassemble the cruel joke Wonderland made with those who lost their way and fell into debt. Nine bodies are saved — including Henrik's, Henrik whose soul is reattached to his body, Henrik whose shaking arms can finally reach out to hold his son.

You knew it when you spoke to a dying Yggdrasil, Maya taking in the suffering and sickness of its years, listening with an open heart until, suddenly, as the tree's consciousness began to collapse, she was taken Somewhere Else. To speak with a man in a sharp suit with places to be. Things to do. Planar systems to devour. You know how it is. A poisoned arrow to Yggdrasil's open wound brought it down for good, leaving Shuichi to hurriedly plant the new Golden Leaf for a new World Tree; leaving Sayori and Angus McDonald to pick up the pieces of their dazed comrades.

You knew it when you tricked the Mirror Maze into glitching apart, giving it quite simply too much to keep track of. The fact that you found a helper along the way certainly didn't hurt, but let's face it: this was genius. The reward is Niel, crystallized, encasing the Compact. Suffering, as he has been for a very long time.

You knew it when three warlocks and a very angry wizard embarked on an ultimately suicidal mission, which just goes to show that the best-laid plans of mice and men sometimes lead to a 50% vore rate. A desperate attempt to keep Adrian distracted for long enough that the Compact could be retrieved was only able to delay him in the end. Just because success is possible doesn't make it guaranteed. Sometimes a fight with the villain ends in stalemate.

Sometimes a fight with the villain isn't a fight at all. Sometimes it's an outstretched hand (or two, or four), and sacrifices from each member of the party, and pain, and . . . self-awareness. Sometimes the villain just wants to let go. Sometimes there are happy endings, but this time Niel — fused into the Tree itself, his life tied up in the dying Yggdrasil, extended by the Compact — just wants it to stop. He doesn't want to hurt anyone anymore.

His friends are holding his hands as they take the Compact and make it stop.

This isn't a happy ending. But that isn't your fault. Hope for a happy ending has, quite literally, saved the world.

The nightmare is over. Wonderland slips away.



2. ON THE EDGE OF THE HORIZON




B. THE PEOPLE

And as suddenly as the myriad indulgences of Wonderland went to ... well, complete shit, there's something of a metaphorical blink of light. Those who were meant to be dead are - both your fellow Reclaimers and the Rolands who could not be fixed in time - but there is still many that are saved. Injuries knot back together at the slightest curative magic. Smog and negativity vanish like they never were, taking the last shambling monsters away with it. The souls of Shadowdale that you have returned to their respective bodies have a new life to forge. Things can be fixed.

If only it were that easy.

Shadowdale, for all intents and purposes, is uninhabitable. For the first time since the Bureau's mission began, an entire city population has lost its home, and must move on. No matter how much blame you may place on yourself for the way things turned out, whether it's guilt or hope that drives you forward, time, and the cycle of life itself, spins onward. And the people who live march on.

To New New Aspen.

Matthew has promised to bring the survivors of Shadowdale to his home, to give them a new chance. You have a couple of options here, if you would like to help them. You may serve as guard, helping escort the people of Shadowdale to New New Aspen. Super convenient for you, since it's right by the Moon Base! You may help them build and settle.

The people of New New Aspen, only months away from Candlenights, are hard at work carving their annual ornaments. You may help the new residents acclimate - whether it's helping them work the fields, start a business, or take part in their new home's most coveted tradition. And you'll have a new ornament to bring home with you, too.

C. THE FOREST

The deadened woods you traveled through to reach Shadowdale at the beginning of this mission seem somehow even more silent, cloaked in demise, than when you first stepped in it. The madness is gone, replaced with double the silence, a stillness like nothing you've ever experienced before. It's almost as if your senses, save for however you perceive the light of the sun, are gone.

At least, until someone speaks to you. A wood elf - he doesn't give you his name, but he does identify himself as someone who was trapped. Someone who, through your efforts to restore the Rolands, you gave life to again.

And he does have a request for you.

"This place has little hope for revival," he says, sniffing slightly, taking in the silence around you both. "At least, it has little hope in your lifetime.

But I do have something to ask of you. Give this place life, the way you did for the people here. Even if you, or even I, for that matter, will never likely live long enough to see it."

That's sort of an existential way of asking you to do some hardcore landscaping. But you will be provided with seeds of all sorts, and you will have the opportunity to plant them as you see fit. If you would like to build a shrine, or remember those who lost their lives here in some other way, you are free to do that as well.

There's something else curious, though: literally anything you plant, regardless of what it is, will eventually produce a viable bud sprouting from the gray, dry soil.

What does that even mean? If you plant a book of poems, are you going to get a poetree?

Are you even going to live long enough to see it in full bloom?

D. THE EXHAUSTION

You might not be on Lucretia levels of exhausted (she is, remember, zonked, and will remain so all the way back to the Moon Base and beyond for a while), but this has not been an easy mission for anyone who dared to test this Grand Relic's powers.

Whether you return from New New Aspen, or whether you finally catch a ride back to the Moon Base from the forest, you are now free to return home. This is your welcome home wildcard, a chance for you to try to recuperate, address anything at all before the next Lunar Interlude begins.

You will find that the Moon Base has an awfully somber feel to it, from the inner members of the Bureau to the people serving the Reclaimers in the town. Word is starting to trickle in on what you all went through.






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protegge: art by <user name="knightofbunnies" site="tumblr.com"> (🔫 with anger & discontent)

[personal profile] protegge 2019-10-21 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
Wait, you will?

[That seems so personal. And brave, honestly. He squeezes her around the middle, pleased by that and by . . . well, the fact that he didn't fuck everything up by being an idiot, that helps too.]

You sure? You don't have to, if it's personal stuff.

[But he's pretty excited about the idea, frankly.]
diffidentive: the evidence of last night, the less I seem to remember. (gaze ✯ The more I look through)

[personal profile] diffidentive 2019-10-21 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Unfortunately, Shuichi doesn't yet know Will well enough to glean much from that split second expression. He notices it, sure, but he's not sure what it might mean, so all he can do is file it away for now, and see if he can find more clues later to lend meaning.]

[He also has no idea what in the world "cleric-flavored" is supposed to mean, and the confusion there is blatantly obvious from his expression. But he opts not to press further. Ultimately, it probably doesn't mean much. Nothing important, at least not compared to the statement following it.]


Mm, I have plenty of time. So we can talk about it. Um... [hold on, let him pull up a chair since this conversation apparently might take a while. He doesn't feel like standing for the whole thing.]
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[personal profile] gotyourbach 2019-10-21 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Hmmm... like saying "my pajamas are on fire?"

[She gives him a teasing smile, then shifts to tuck her legs under her to get more comfortable on the bed and face him more properly.]

I kind of get it, but you don't have to think like that around me, okay? I mean... you're my best friend here on the moonbase. I feel like I can tell you anything, so... I just want you to know that you can tell me anything, too. No matter what it is.
seasaltkeys: (Into the blue sky)

[personal profile] seasaltkeys 2019-10-21 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Sure.

[It takes him a moment to gather his thoughts, but eventually he comes up with a few stories. The first time they came to New Aspen and exploring the tree, Treasure hunting and tavern brawls in Lyrabar, even the mines on the floating continent.]

We've gotten to do a lot of cool things, so hopefully the next mission will let us do that to.
napstar: (owning this crossword)

[personal profile] napstar 2019-10-21 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Like that....

[ He sure does remember that moment. He thinks he would be embarrassed about it if he were the type to get embarrassed easily. Instead it's just kind of a dumb thing he said once. Life's full of those.

She still wants the truth though, which comes to him less easily than agreeing with people does, so he spends a moment thinking about what to say. ]


I don't remember the sidekick comment.
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[personal profile] gotyourbach 2019-10-21 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
That's pretty extreme, Harukawa-san...

[She pouts, a mmmnnggghhh sound slipping between her lips as she rests her hands in her lap. There, see? She's not even playing piano right now! Would someone who's self-destructing and too tired to think be able to do that?!]

Besides, if I get tired, I can just take a nap in here! People don't usually mind...
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[personal profile] seasaltkeys 2019-10-21 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
[He leans into the touch, mostly unconsciously.]

Yeah.

I mean, I know the relics are powerful, but it's scary to think there was one that could get into our heads like that.

But you're right. It's done now.

[And hopefully the next one won't be like that.]
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[personal profile] doberge 2019-10-21 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Mmm...

[Ann thinks about it for a moment, absorbing everything Kaede's said — there are a few things that fly over her head slightly, but she's been around the world once or twice. she might know how big of a deal Juilliard might be, even if it's only from context clues.]

[she swings her feet very slightly. and then she smiles, shaking her head.]


Don't apologize. I like hearing you talk about something you're really passionate about — it makes me feel it a bit, too.

[she reaches forward and plunks at a key with a finger.]

That's kind of how I feel about modeling, you know? It's something that's really important to me ... I've got lots of things I want to tell the world through fashion, and I just hope that when I do get a chance to model again, people are able to hear it.

So, really, I should be thanking you! I'm going to keep working hard, too, no matter what.
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[personal profile] gotyourbach 2019-10-21 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Oh...! Thank you.

[The compliment brings a genuine smile to her face, her hand going to her heart. It doesn't matter how many times people say things like that to her, it's always flattering. Mostly because it means that in some way, she's managed to touch their hearts. And isn't it easy to form a bond with someone by listening to music together?

She glances back to the scribbled notation and hums, eyes tracking over it again for a moment before she looks back to him.]


Ummm... yes. I'm not really much of a composer -- my talent has always just been playing the piano, after all! -- but I wanted to write something. For Niel-kun...
seasaltkeys: (I don't know)

[personal profile] seasaltkeys 2019-10-21 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. I mean, I know we help where we can in rebuilding, but a lot of the time there's a mess made along the way.

[We just. Won't mention Vista Virs. But it also wouldn't be The Adventure Zone without a town beefing it. Legacy and all that.]

It just kinda feels like things keep getting bigger.
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[personal profile] shootstyles 2019-10-21 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
I'd really like that.
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[personal profile] shootstyles 2019-10-21 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
...Except I kinda...

Injured my hand and smashed my violin...
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I'LL WAIT TEN THOUSAND MORE IF I GOTTA!!

[personal profile] gotyourbach 2019-10-21 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Sayori-san...

[Kaede looks exhausted, mentally and physically drained by everything Wonderland put them through. But she still musters a smile as she approaches, a few pages of sheet music clutched in her hands. Someone like Sayori shouldn't be worried about her, after all!

They all have too great of a burden to bear after Wonderland.]


Hey... do you mind if I hang out with you for a little bit?
seasaltkeys: (I don't know)

[personal profile] seasaltkeys 2019-10-21 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
No, I wasn't. I actually made it out of that pretty well.

[A few scratches here and there, but otherwise, he was in one piece. And rather surprised by that.]

I mean, I was tired, but I think I managed to escape getting injured.

Probably a good thing, all things considered.
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[personal profile] protegge 2019-10-21 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, they're both very self-confident, unfortunately for everyone around them. At least McCree has a theme that isn't Gucci clown.]

I dunno, I just got inspired!

[Translation: more Wonderland shit bleeding over.]
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[personal profile] protegge 2019-10-21 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Looking over Shinjiro's shoulder at nothing at all, Mista smiles.]

[Part of it's just pride. He's just — impressed, honestly, at everything Shinjiro is and everything he's done. This dumb kid who doesn't think he's worth anything is working for himself anyhow, working to make things better, to breathe easier every day. Even if he doesn't realize he's doing it, he is.]

[And then part of it—]

[Relief, isn't it? Just relief at knowing that Shinjiro is still here. After Wonderland, the fact that everyone is still here feels like a gutpunch in the best way. He's floored, he really is, that they didn't lose any Reclaimers for good. Somewhere along the way, he got to a place where he really couldn't stand to lose any of them. Especially not Shinjiro.]

[Not here, not now. Not ever.]

[When he goes to move away, feels that resistance — well, he goes right back into the hug. Rests in it, chin on Shinjiro's shoulder and eyes sliding closed, arms looped around him loose and easy.]


Not going anywhere.

[Not until Shinjiro wants him to. But even then, he won't go far.]
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[personal profile] protegge 2019-10-21 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
Uhhnn.

[Dimly, he registers that Lion's doing a cuss. That's weird, he thinks. Lion does not usually do those. Would Lion say fuck? Has Lion ever said fuck, or are they incapable of saying it? He's curious.]

[At the same time, he becomes cognizant of the fact that things are a lot less painful suddenly. The stitching-up of internal wounds is never fun, but this is a lot better than, you know, when those wounds were not being stitched up and were stabbing him in the lungs. He wheezes gently before trying to push himself up on his knees and failing pretty badly. Slow down, cowboy.]


Ribs. Broken ribs. Uhh, lungs, I think. Couldn't do anything about it.

[So he just . . . kept going . . . really hard, for a long time.]
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[personal profile] protegge 2019-10-21 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
P—

[Oh. That works, actually. Despite everything, Mista freezes. His brain tells him to fucking run, that he's looking at his own skin falling off and that he's going to give it to Wash if Wash doesn't fuck off right now. But his body tells him that nothing hurts and he can't actually smell ozone and someone is telling him what to do next, which, frankly, is so much easier than thinking.]

[He looks at Wash.]


Huh?
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[personal profile] gotyourbach 2019-10-21 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
...

[Yes... we established that already...]

Well... that's okay! [she says instead of pointing out the obvious. Now more than ever, she wants to encourage him. Not just about being honest, but just a more general kind of encouragement.] I'm sure you'll remember in no time. And even if you don't, that's okay, too. We'll just have to keep making new memories together.

...

[She chews the inside of her bottom lip, folding her hands in her lap. She starts to pick nervously at a loose thread on her skirt before forcing herself to stop.]

Ummm... do you remember when we were talking back in Shadowdale...? You mentioned something about feelings. Do you... remember those?
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[personal profile] gotyourbach 2019-10-21 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
YOU WHAT?!!
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[personal profile] gotyourbach 2019-10-21 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
I wish it hadn't happened
I'm gonna keep training really hard to fight better so it never happens again
I promise

When we were fighting, he was yelling a lot and I got scared
I almost killed his familiar with a magic spell
I said a lot of really horrible things, too

Even if I apologized, I don't think he'll accept it
protegge: <user name="peaked"> | dnt (🔫 he hung himself)

[personal profile] protegge 2019-10-21 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, no one on earth could blame Shuichi for being pretty weirded out right now. Mista, on the other hand, sees no problem with his own behavior, which is partially Wonderland's fault and partially just how he is.]

[Tapping his pen on his page, he glances up when Shuichi mentions Sayori's name. Interest piqued.]


Oh, yeah, I'm definitely gonna ask her. It was because of her that I wanted to write a poem anyway, she was really cool dealing with Yggdrasil so I felt like someone should write something about her.

. . . You planting a whole forest there, or? [I mean, somebody might as well, but.]
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[personal profile] eudaimonikos 2019-10-21 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know.

[Does he? He's talked about other problems before, and that was okay. But he's never done anything this bad - at least, not since he realized things like that were bad.]

That place just...got into my head. I went kinda nuts down there.
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[personal profile] napstar 2019-10-21 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yes. He nods as he chews on more of his cookie. He remembers her being very upset, and then him picking the wrong dialogue option and upsetting her more, and Shuichi basically saving the day by saying things that sounded nice even if they were probably not true. Shuichi's a smart guy. Hm. Maybe Minato should put the cookie down...

He takes one last bite before setting it aside. ]
Edited 2019-10-21 03:28 (UTC)
shootstyles: (what can i say except yikes)

[personal profile] shootstyles 2019-10-21 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
I was really upset and just sort of... smashed it?