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balance mod ([personal profile] balancemod) wrote in [community profile] balance_logs2019-10-06 08:14 pm

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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shootstyles: (eyes closed full hearts)

[personal profile] shootstyles 2019-10-21 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
I think a lot of people lost it down there... either because of Wonderland or the sacrifice dice.

[He glances down at his ruined hand. It's a price but... at least he kept his mind and spirit untainted. He can't imagine what people like Alex and Kaede suffered when their very souls where torn and changed. He reaches out and gently places that hand on Michael's arm]

It sounds really awful. I'm sorry.
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[personal profile] protegge 2019-10-21 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh. That's . . . weird. Mista never really thought about how being immortal might make it hard to work your mind around this kinda thing. Or maybe not being immortal, but — Michael, he's got it kinda rough, doesn't he? All around, approaching this being-a-person thing.]

Feelings don't always make sense, man. [He's quiet for a moment, before amending his statement.] They usually don't. And this has all been—

[He breathes out, looking for the words. In the end, the best he can do is:] Watching bad things happen over and over again. To lots of people. And you can't do anything to stop it, mostly. And then somebody who matters to you that much gets hurt? I'd lose it.
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[personal profile] protegge 2019-10-21 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah. He's not surprised. Sometimes that's just how it is. Sometimes the world beats you down so hard and you get so mad and fucking desperate that you have to just lash out at whatever's around. And at that point, you gotta make sure it's something that won't hurt if you break it.]

Well. You're in luck, 'cause this whole place is fucked and nobody's ever gonna live here.

I wish there was cars 'cause there's nothing like breaking a windshield. You don't have a bat, do you?

[Ferran does not have a bat. He's mostly joking anyway. They can find some rocks.]
protegge: <user name="peaked"> | dnt (🔫 & a maggot on your sleeve)

[personal profile] protegge 2019-10-21 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[It's not far enough. It's not far enough, the fragment of Wonderland in his mind screams, but as he scrambles backwards himself he finds a happy medium somehow. Close enough to six meters, it's okay. It's okay, he can die over here and Alex will be okay.]

Don't try to make me f— feel better, man, I know you can see it.

[Again, he stares at his hand. Which is shaking. Trembling so fast that, to him, it looks like the speed of his own shakes is making his skin slough off faster.]

It's bubbling and — gonna fall off, fuck, it smells awful. Can't you smell that?
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[personal profile] gotyourbach 2019-10-21 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
Takamaki-san...

[That's such a sweet sentiment... it almost makes her want to cry. Talking about stuff like that from home, when she's already so tired...

She has to raise a hand to wipe at her eyes, finally managing a soft laugh. It's just such a normal conversation. She's missed stuff like that so much.]


I'd really like to see you model. I mean, you've got such a good figure for it! [Kaede.] I bet you have all kinds of fans, huh? [Kaede-] You probably know all the sexiest poses too, huh?

[She holds her smile for another second or two, then laughs again, covering her mouth with her hands.]

Just kidding.

[Kaede offers a hand for a handshake, and though she looks exhausted, she's smiling genuinely.]

Let's work really hard together, okay?
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[personal profile] eudaimonikos 2019-10-21 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Michael shrugs off the hand, suddenly angry. Not at Deku, exactly, just - why should he be getting sympathy? He shouldn't have even said anything.]

Don't be sorry for me. I set Alex on fire. Twice! I'm the reason his arms are so fucked up, have you seen him?
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[personal profile] gotyourbach 2019-10-21 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
YOU BROKE IT ON PURPOSE?!
Midoriya-kun, an instrument is like your partner!
How could you?!


[Somehow this is more offensive than anything else in this conversation so far.]
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[personal profile] gotyourbach 2019-10-21 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
...

[He just nods. Of course he does. Typical Minato.

Kaede presses a little more, fingers starting to fiddle with the hem of her skirt again.]


W-Well...? What were they? You said you had feelings around me...
napstar: (god damn it)

[personal profile] napstar 2019-10-21 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. That time in Shadowdale. When he was beat to shit and couldn't remember anything. He thought she meant the earlier one... Well, he remembers that too. ]

That was you. I didn't understand the Oath. Got confused.

[ There was a simple explanation the whole time! What a relief. ]
shootstyles: (escaped stranger danger)

[personal profile] shootstyles 2019-10-21 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Izuku recoils instantly, cringing a little at his own mistake. He wants to apologize again but manages to stop himself.]

Oh. Um... no. We argued about Niel and... I haven't seen or spoken to him since.

[He stares at his shoes. Wondering what he would even say to Alex now.]
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[personal profile] gotyourbach 2019-10-21 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
...

[That's right. Of course he'd feel her own emotions through their Oath. The same way he can probably feel the sharp pain in the center of her chest, radiating out into a dull ache.

Her voice is very, very soft as her fidgeting stills.]


Oh.

[If pressed, she wouldn't be able to put her finger exactly on when she'd started having feelings for Minato, but he'd never seemed to return them... that conversation where he deemed her his sidekick had really cemented that in place. But then he'd said he felt things around her, and she'd gotten the wrong idea...

She forces a laugh, pressing both hands to her chest to try to stop the ache. This is Akechi all over again.]


Y-Yeah, of course! I'm glad you figured it out.
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[personal profile] shootstyles 2019-10-21 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
It was stupid I know! I'm sorry! Please forgive me, Kaede-san!
gotyourbach: (068)

[personal profile] gotyourbach 2019-10-21 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
How badly broken is it?!
Do you think we could get it repaired?!
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[personal profile] bu773rfly 2019-10-21 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
[She nudges the plate closer to him.]

What?...Oh. [sigh. SIGH. Evidently not. She picks up a macaron and doesn't eat it.] I'm not mad at you.
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[personal profile] erlebnisse 2019-10-21 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
This isn't the proper place to take a nap. You're going to end up just hurting your back or your neck. [And she can't imagine it's very comfortable, not that she hasn't caught a few moments of sleep in uncomfortable places before herself. But that's not the point here.

She sighs after a moment
] How is this supposed to be helping?
janthony: (set my alarm)

[personal profile] janthony 2019-10-21 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
...Huh.

Keep forgetting your home office doesn't do field agents.

[I mean that's about all he's got to say about that, honestly.]

Your system sounds like a lot more maths than ours.
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[personal profile] shootstyles 2019-10-21 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
 
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[personal profile] shootstyles 2019-10-21 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
 
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[personal profile] shootstyles 2019-10-21 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
 
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[personal profile] shootstyles 2019-10-21 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
no.
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[personal profile] janthony 2019-10-21 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
Plenty. Couldn't have asked for better.

[He's exaggerating only a little, but it's exaggeration from a place of honesty.]
janthony: (I've got to break free)

[personal profile] janthony 2019-10-21 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Crowley's not unfamiliar with unsafe working conditions. But in Hell, the main risk comes from your performance review, not from the job itself.]

Mm. "Reckless" might be another way to put it. Can think of a few more, but they don't sound quite as nice.

I'm trying not to have anything against the woman - everything she's done is perfectly human, not really malicious. But I can bet her "lead from behind until everything really goes pear-shaped" strategy isn't doing her many favors, either.
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[personal profile] bu773rfly 2019-10-21 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
That's good. I'll remember for next time.


[jesus christ.

send a second text.]


That was a joke.

[third text.]

I'm out of practice with jokes.
janthony: (i can't get over the way)

[personal profile] janthony 2019-10-21 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Crowley shrugs. He hasn't lived on Earth for 6000 years without knowing that people do die in shitty situations.

Usually not by being turned into stuffed bears, though.]


Feels nice to be back somewhere alive, anyway. Even if it is the moon.

Sometimes I miss the plants in my flat back home. The ones in the greenhouse here are a little full of themselves.
janthony: (set my alarm)

[personal profile] janthony 2019-10-21 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
I'll remember to request you next time the curtain falls.

[Beat.]

That was also a joke.

[And another.]

I'm not bloody used to texting.