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okay but can we talk about the frozen ocean tho??? [Video]

[The video is dark and hazy, like it's being filmed underwater.

Because it is.

A tattooed, blue arm snaps forward, punching at a thick chunk of ice. The audio isn't super great, but someone's talking clearly enough.]

Look at this shit, seriously. Go for a mornin' swim an' outta nowhere suddenly there's a shittin' glacier on top a me. Been down here all day tryna find a way out but apparently the ice goes out past the magical glass bowl an' I keep gettin' turned 'round. Know this shit didn't happen a year 'go, so who the hell's muckin' with Mama Nature, huh?

This more a that Ice Queen whaleshit? Lord a the Sea. Thought I's gonna be able t' steer clear a that maelstrom.

[The camera gets turned around then, showing Namur's face.]

Anyway I ain't gonna keep this thing on long. Ain't 'zactly a chargin' station in the coral reef, know what I'm sayin'? Sheheheh! Gonna hafta dive deep as I can 'til the ice breaks up. Hopefully the cold won't scare the fish 'way.

[And then, suddenly and overdramatically, he gets Very Choked Up.]

Wait for me, my brothers. One day, some day... we'll fight t'gether side by side. [He gets choked up again- though really he's probably just laughing.] Remember me...

[He choke-laughs some more and figures he just as well end it there before he really starts to lose it.]

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Are you sure you'll be okay, Namur? Maybe we can find someone with fire powers who can melt the ice.

[He wants to help but Kay is also terrified of deep water because he sinks to the bottom the moment he gets into the sea.]

If y' can sneak someone sane past the swear fealty or die crowd I ain't gonna bitch 'bout it. Buuut I think they'd notice sooner or later. Ice's thick as hell somehow, it'd take awhile t' burn through.

That is tricky but Cassian and I have practice as spies. Getting into hostile environments it's kind of our thing.

Okay then...what about bombs? I mean, blowing up part of the ice.

[Sure bombs fix all the things.]

Look dude, if we're gonna kill all the fish in here I want it t' be cuz I ate 'em all, not cuz y' blew everbody's brains out with concussion waves.

No bombs.

Namur!

*Maybe Sonico isn't looking her most glam right now with her hair tied up messily and a fluffy dressing gown wrapped round her. She hasn't been great lately... In fact, this is the first time she has communicated with anyone outside her house for days. She can't ignore this*

Namur! Just wait - there must be someone who can help!

[Aww, she does still give half a shit about him, how sweet.]

Well I ain't got a whole lot else t' do, so waitin' it is. Y' heard 'bout all this shit in Fayren? Crazy. Had t' sneak my way over here jus' t' get some damn fish in my gut. They's all nice an' slow now though, so I gotta make sure I eat good t'day 'fore the cold gets t' me, too. Maybe there's a vent or somethin'. Know if anybody's charted the ocean floor here?

No... I haven't heard.

*She hasn't been paying attention to much lately... Or left the house*

And I don't know if anyone has. Not that I'm aware of...

*Some kind of marine biologist she is. Sonico sighs and glances down at her lap*

I am useless but... there must be someone round here with the power to do something!

Hm. Guess I getta be the explorer, then! Sheheh! I'll make y' a map!

[Spoilers: his maps are shitty. He marks things like smells and if the taste of north starts tugging weird.]

Wait.

[Namur holds the communicator up close to his eyes, squinting at her image on the screen. He thought the disheveled look was just Sonico sleeps all day like a damn cat, but maybe there's more to it than that. He's really awful at visual emotional cues, though.]

What's yer face tryna tell me, sweetheart? Y' sad 'bout somethin' 'gain?

A map. Okay. Then I can try and find someone who can try and find you and get you out of there.

*Her concerned frown darkens at his question and she turns her face away from him entirely. Plus wow, maybe she was just this sad pathetic girl. No wonder...never mind. She bites her lip and takes a breath*

...it doesn't matter...

Sheheheh! Pretty sure there's already folk tryna take that bitch down. If the ice don't break up after that happens, I'll give y'all 'nother call. Li'l water never hurt me, a'ight?

[He looks like he's about to say something, but then keeps it to himself. And here's the reason why they drifted apart. He can't ever seem to say the right thing, and the problems she has tend to be things he can't solve. He's a sledgehammer, but her issues require silk thread and a thin needle. He'll never have the finesse to stitch her up and keep her whole.

All the same, he kinda misses her, though.

Maybe if they talk about something else for a few minutes. He can give himself ten, then he really ought to shut off the communicator before he loses too much battery life. Hell knows how long it'll be before the Ice Queen thing blows over.]

Heard anythin' good on the radio? Been caught up in a buncha shit lately an' I ain't really listened t' new stuff in... awhile.

[He frowns because it's actually been several months, but he's not going to admit it. He already sounds lame enough as it is.]

*Right now, though, that isn't how she feels. Instead, she is broken into pieces that she doesn't know how to fit together. Sonico isn't sure what good a needle and thread could possibly do.

But he doesn't need to know any of that. No one does. She'll figure it all out eventually. Or she'll just get used to feeling like this. Normal conversation right now, however, is difficult. But for Namur, she tries*

The radio? Oh. No. Not for a while... But you know, there are lots of new talented people here. So that...that's good.

[And he does it again! Shit. Maybe he can't smell her, and he's not so great at visual cues, but his ears still work and he's paying extra close attention to the tones of her voice. They don't tell him as much, but they tell him that he's hammered another piece of her rather than picking it up. His gut reaction is that sometimes it's better to break something down. Sometimes dumb shit has to be shattered so awesome shit can come shining through.]

Ain't it? Means y' got more people that understand where yer comin' from, don't it?

... Or maybe y' think they's competition. Y' ain't scared a 'em, are y'?

[The words are out before he can remind himself, again, that this is Sonico, and she's never responded well to his attempts at shattering the dumb shit so the real deal can come through. She lets it take her down entirely.

Damn it all.]

*He should go with that gut reaction because right now Sonico is too aware of how much of a miserable so and so she is. Poor Namur, out there trapped in the freezing water, trying to talk with her. And she... she needs to snap out of being so pathetic*

Good but...hmm. maybe. But I -

*Sonico takes a deep breath and looks at him more steadily, trying some kind of a smile*

Well, nevermind. Maybe someone else should have a shot at my singing spots. I should go back to my studies anyway. That is a good idea...right?

*Because whenever she does decide to leave the house again, the library might be the safest place*

Well don't look at me, sweetheart, I ain't the one's gonna make good decisions for y'! Shit, I can't even ask 'bout yer day without makin' y' sad somehow, so like... I mean...

[He blows a stream of water out of his mouth- the underwater version of a sigh.]

Listen, whatever the hell y' do, y' gotta square it 'way with yerself. Who gives a shit what anyone else thinks? Y' wanna take sexy photos, do that. Wanna sing yer heart out on the stage? Don't let no one stop y'. Jus' cuz others got talent don't mean y' ain't! But if yer really most happy studyin' the oceans an' shit then do it. Hell, do all three! What's stoppin' y'?

Jus' don't foist yer decisions on someone else's shoulders, cuz no matter what they pick it ain't gonna be what's right! Yer the only one who knows what gives y' life, yer the only person that can make that call an' decide who yer gonna be. Yer capable a anythin', sweetheart!

N-no, Namur...

*Sonico sounds quite wretched when she speaks - how had she managed to mess this up? She wanted to help him and now this...*

No, it's not you - you're not making me sad.

*But clearly something is, judging by the sudden glisten in her eyes. And now, now he's being so sweet and so kind and she isn't sure what to do with that. Sonico lifts a hand covered with her dressing gown sleeve and swipes it at her eyes. She nods in understanding, but rubs at her eyes a little harder*

I'm sorry... I don't know how it got to this... Don't worry about these things. Don't worry about me at all.

Tough shit, Sonico. Tried doin' that for awhile an' it sure as hell didn't make nothin' better for neither a us, did it? 'M better off worryin', better off givin' a shit. So even if y' don't wanna tell me what's got yer fins in a fix, 's fine, I'mma keep worryin' if I damn well please, an' there ain't nothin' y' can do 'bout it!

*Sonico just sits there. She sits there and accepts all of this, feeling deeply horrible inside. She blinks and swallows hard, preparing herself for what she is about to say*

Mobius is gone. Home. Maybe forever. Maybe you didn't know him. But I did. And I cared about him deeply. But he is gone. And I am sick and tired of saying goodbye to the people I care about. Or - actually - I don't even get to say goodbye. I care and I trust and I love. And they go.

That hurts me. And it terrifies me. And I want to be close to the people I care about. But I want to hide and be on my own and disappear. My thoughts and feelings are confused and they are difficult. So.

So worry if you want but I am - I am sorry that I am such a - such a sad thing for you to worry about.

*Again she swipes her eyes quickly with the sleeves - maybe she should switch back to voice*

It's super unfair! Why would anyone freeze the ocean? Don't they know fish are cold blooded? Not even scaring away the fish, most of them probably just died! Fayren's probably going to go into a food shortage now based on the likely unsurvivable conditions of most fish outside of their natural temperature range.

[ Seriously like. Y'all are worried about them going away, the fish in that area are just not equipped to survive those temperatures. ]

Edited 2018-01-24 01:12 (UTC)

Well someone else's gonna hafta go talk t' the Queen 'bout calmin' her tits, cuz I'm a li'l unavailable at the moment. Ain't gotta worry 'bout the fish, though. Took care a the slowpokes that couldn't get theirselves t' safety already.

[He nods and pats his belly, grinning.]

Oughta last me a few days anyway while I sniff out some more deeper out.

That a pun, Soldier-boy? Could probly use a few hands an' a blowtorch 'sides but it ain't gonna do no one any good if we all get caught by mooks. Dunno 'bout y'all, but I ain't swearin' fealty t' that bitch. 'M jus' here for the fish!

[There isn't much he can say to that. He feels that pain, too. But when he let himself pull away, just duck his head and do nothing but work- well. He didn't exactly like the person he became.]

D' y' wish y' hadn't loved 'im at all?

I don't know...

*Sonico shrugs, clearly exhausted with all of these emotions*

Sometimes yes... Sometimes no... I just - I just miss him. So much...

*She bows her head and puts her hands over her face for a moment as she does her best not to cry*

'M fine, man. Gonna wreck all kinds a shit if y' generate 'nuff heat t' melt this ice an' then let it all freeze up 'gain. Might call y' back later if I need a save in a week or so though...

So y' think yer pathetic cuz y' miss someone y' love?

Aw shit, if I find a whale I'm good for a month! Sheheheheh!

No. That isn't right. I don't know what to think.

*She shakes her head slowly*

I can't think...

*She shakes her head more firmly this time*

Nothing makes sense. And I don't make sense. And I'm sorry.

Maybe when yer heart ain't bleedin' out yer eyes y' can think a li'l better an' get yer shit figured out. Get 'im mourned, an' y'll get back on yer feet.

*She is useless right now, isn't she, Namur? She knows it, and is embarrassed of herself and her outburts of emotion. Sonico clears her throat and slowly lifts her eyes to meet his*

Okay. I will. I am sorry I can't do anything for you right now...

[Did Roy not see him cracking himself up in the original post? He's not worried, just annoyed. It's cool, man. Have a little salute right back atcha.]

Jus' hearin' from y' brightens my day. Gotta shut off this device an' go for a dive here soon. Don't 'magine y' got a song in y' t' send me t' the deeps with, huh? Considerin' the circumstances an' all...

*She isn't sure how much brightening she is doing, but she nods anyway*

I can try...

*So she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, and finally is able to summon up a quite lament of a song. That's all she has in her. But she sings it prettily enough*

[By the end, he's grinning regardless.]

Yer a champ, Sonico. Keep hangin' in there. Come find y' on the flip side, aye?

I am worried, Fayren has the best fish market around! Or it did...

[ THEIR QUALITY SEAFOOD SOURCE! IT'S GONE! ]

--And you're eating the rest!

Well it'd be wasteful if they died an' rotted 'way without even the shitty lampreys an' isopods gettin' what they can outta 'em, so someone's gotta do it!

'Sides, I ain't keen on starvin' out here, catch me? So I gotta stock up while there's still shit for stockin'! I'unno if there's gonna be anythin' in the trenches so I gotta be ready, know what I'm sayin'?

Okay, Namur. It was nice speaking to you. Good luck.

I guess that's true.

Though they opened up the beach in Nova City, you could catch some here with us too.

[ They're not as good probably, since Fayren is a much less human-influenced environment. ]

I should learn to fish.

When I ain't trapped under a shittin' glacier, be happy t' hunt fish in Nova. Teach y' how t' do it the right way, too, so they go peaceful like 'stead a tastin' a terror.

You okay there, fishy?

[ Cassian sure doesn't look like he's in the mood for laughter. This is a problem that hadn't even occurred to him. ]

If you require assistance, please say so. I understand the situation in Fayren is dire, but nobody should be left to their own devices.

[ He's from Attleton and about as magical as toasted bread, so he's not sure what he could do but not even trying feels wrong. ]

[He winks at her, then shuts off the feed, then his communicator, and heads out to sea.]

For a few days. The hell's goin' on up there, anyway?

Fine for now, so long as someone either takes that 'maid down or at the very least convinces her that fish don't live in muckin' ice. Ain't gonna be picky 'bout which tack y' use. Jus' do it quicker'n like, a month, aye?

Alright. If the situation hasn't been resolved in let's say two weeks I will get in touch with you again and we will see what can be done.

[In other words he has no idea and is buying himself time.]

Good luck! I'mma shut this thing off after this so it don't go dead in a day. Told Mustang I'd call if I need a rescue, so I'll add y' t' the list. Jus'. Someone's doin' somethin', aye?

Fine, fine, it was only an idea.

[Geez, why is everyone always against explosions? :<]

Don't worry, you won't be forgotten, and Fayren isn't forgotten either.

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