firstworldproblem | IC Inbox 2 (Imeeji)

Someone has to help me with Absinthe's soul. I'm not going to be able to untangle it myself.

There are a few factors. Just wishing the Sundering did not happen would not provide us with what we seek. What if we simply were divided again? What if we could go back and stop the Final Days itself? We still yet know the cause so we need time to study it. And for that we would need to master time travel. Not to mention we will need to deal with the Scions in whatever timeline we dig our heals in.

Lahabrea also wishes to find Elidibus.

[He nods along to that - it makes sense, and it's exactly the kind of considerations he would have come up with, too.]

I wonder if it is possible to use a wish to find out what happened?.. If between us we have three, we could make good use of that... Although I'll admit to some reservations regarding the price we would need to pay. Remaining Hell's servants... There must be an unpleasant catch there, too.

[That last part, though, catches his attention.]

Elidibus?.. That young man from our memories?

[HHhhhhheeeeee doesn't know about the whole "that's Zodiark" thing.]

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I would not feel comfortable returning until we can master both space and time.

[He nods.]

The third of us that survived the Sundering. It would feel... incomplete with out him. Lahabrea was closer to him than I, and he does feel responsible for him. Not that I have any desire to leave him in Hell if he is here.

But what of your plans?

...I would like to bring him with us, too, then. I want everyone to go back together.

[Oh no the question though. He looks absolutely lost.]

To tell you the truth, I've no idea yet. There is so much to consider, between my relationships and the fate of our star...

[He thinks for a time, then nods slowly.]

But no matter what... I want to save our home first and foremost. My desires for myself come after that.

Then I would recommend you talk to two people.

Gaia on Taisho.

.. Oh, what was his name on Wild City ---- The one with bear physique.

They can provide an alternative view. I am doing my best to not hide things from you, but I am prone to my ways. And they can give you accounts I was not privy to. I was quite busy these last eons after all.

Bear physique... Metaphorically or literally? Because that would fit Luther.

Smaller. Hair more brown.

Please, I would remember Luther's name.

[He smiles. This feels... better, warmer, being able to joke around, closer to the kind of relationship he wants to have between the two of them.]

Perhaps your old age is finally catching up to you?

[He tsks.]

You have no idea if you are older than I am. What does that say about you?

I have retained my youthful looks and demeanor!

That hardly excuses being senile.

[He stops once they reach the edge of the water.]

Lahabrea is better suited for keeping us motivated, and I know the Production can seem overwhelming at times. But in the end, we'll make it through.

[He stops, too, looking out at the ocean before them. There's a sense of... peace, serenity, here.]

Hearing that from you, a fabled pessimist... I do come to believe it.

[His tone is only half-joking, but his expression grows a little more serious again as he turns to look at Emet.]

Hades... can you grant us the Sight here? I would look upon you.

I have to believe it. I would not move forward if I thought it all for naught.

[He laughs low under his breath and Levity is gifted with the Sight. Hades color is two-toned.]

Finally, someone else who understands. Remind me to have you borrow the contacts that Lily did gift me.

[Because that is hygienic.]

What contacts?

[He studies Emet's soul curiously, noting the differences and similarities between how he is now and the colour, structure of his soul in Levity's memories... Gently, he reaches out to trace his fingers along some of the patterns he can see. There's a thought he's almost having...]

Glass lenses that sit on your eyes directly.

[He holds out an arm for him to do whatever tracing he likes.]

What do you see?

Hmm...

[The way he hums is playful, like he's deliberately postponing his answer, but with the way he falls silent and his expression softens it's obvious he's actually thinking about something. He keeps following the patterns slowly, glancing up at Emet every now and then, not so much to draw his attention but to study his expression and whatever else it is Levity sees.

And then--he smiles, face lighting up as though something dawned on him.]

I see you.

Of course you do. I am standing right in front of you.

[Surly! But no bite.]

[...he was going to say something serious, but it's so hard to resist temptation. So he doesn't.

Only gives Emet one of his trademark smug grins and then vaguely pats the air near Emet's face (and his cheek as well).]

Oh, speak up, young man, I'm too old to see or hear anything!

[Wow. He sure did miss his gremlin friend.]

I'm going to bite your fingers.

[Mostly.]

[ew what are you five]

I'll put in an order with Bell to make me robotic hands as well, then. I'd like to see you bite those.

Get them to make you eyes first. Those are more pressingly needed.

[He squeezes his fingers before letting them go raising his arms dramatically.]

I'm surprised you haven't created your beloved snake pit here. I'm sure you can manage to fit it wherever you please.

[Oh you mean like right under your feet, because that's obviously what you're getting. Have fun being dropped in with the robosnakes?]

[He teleports behind him, form changed from his Garlean look.]

Too obvious!

[Though he does wraps his arms around him head resting on his shoulder.]

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