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[Despite that scary top icon, Uai is smiling for this public video segment. He's settled in his Fayren apartment with some empty notebooks, the plain white sheets being visible in the camera frame.]

Hello, everyone. I'm not interrupting your weekend, am I? My name is Uai. I'm used to traveling between worlds, but this is my first time being captured in one. I was hoping to hear more about the worlds all of you come from. I somehow doubt we're all even from the same multiverse, so it would be interesting to hear what is "normal" for you all. For myself, Attleton and Genessia are the closet I've come to 'home.' What about you?

[semi-private action / forests of Fayren]

(( OOC before I delve into this: This action prompt involves Uai being villainous. HOWEVER: Please do not treat this is a wide-area thing. If you want to get involved in attacking Uai's monsters, please PM me or hmu on plurk. I'm very friendly and open, but I don't want to be balancing 100 fight threads. Thanks so much~! ;v; ))

[Uai had scouted out the least populated area that he could. There's plenty of space between himself and the nearest town. While Uai can be shameless about his problematic magic, and is perfectly aware this will 99% fail, he doesn't want to be arrested or labeled a villain. Not when it isn't to his benefit.

He's set up a rock barrier around himself before he even starts casting magic. His last attempt to escape Genessia got him hurt. This time, he's changed his spell outline. Uai knows he won't escape, but he won't be satisfied until he's tried his hardest. As he expected, the spell backfires and he suffers a recoil. Uai stumbles back with a gash in his stomach. The physical damage isn't the worst of it.]

... Hm~! That's frustrating..!

[The barrier he had put around himself shatters. His 'blood' from the wounds forms into four other 'Uais.' Unfortunately, they don't keep human form. Instead, they take the forms of skeleton dragons: Decaying, gross af, and covered in shadowy gunk. ]

[The four take off to wreck minor havoc in the forest, while the original Uai sinks to his knees. Despite his efforts, his feelings of concern and panic regarding the unleashing of Glitches are quickly consumed by his anger and hatred for Genessia. With his soul tattered and split, Uai can't control his Glitched personality either.

He exhales calmly and smirks, watching his four Glitches take off.]

It's fine. Playing nice is getting me no where anyway.

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[He wishes he was stronger. If he had more strength, he could really try to hurt her. That would scare her off and let him lick his wounds in peace. While there is gain in having superficial relationships around Genessia, Uai doesn’t want anyone seeing him at his weakest. Even a literal angel like Sertoria... He still can’t believe that she won’t turn on him.]

Bleed more. You know what I mean...!

[Uai shudders. Once from physical/spiritual pain, then from her words. It is hard to accept. It was so hard to even accept that Hana loved him unconditionally... In his current state, Uai is filled with bitter hatred at the thought of what he left behind. He wants to be thrown off a building or into the garbage now. He just doesn’t have the energy at the moment to inspire Sertoria. All he does is answer, with his self hatred and misery seeping into his voice.]

Yeah, it is! You didn’t even see me. You don’t know what I really am..! [A disgusting monster. Inside and out..] Anyone who cares about me is an idiot and not worth my time.

[ There's not much these days that can truly terrify her. At least, not anymore. A few things come to mind (namely, people), but that's... it. Sertoria's gaze softens this time, allowing her true self to return to the surface and shackling her once more. She'll shrug a bit, still using her energy to rapidly heal her wounds as fast as Uai's glitches inflict them upon her. ]

Then I suppose I am an idiot and perhaps not worth your time, going by that logic.

[ She's still going to help him regardless because she still cares about him, no matter what he may say otherwise. ]

Either way, I still care about you and nothing you say will change my opinion on the matter. I do not think of you as anything but someone who just needs help...and maybe even a friend.

[ God knows she did, otherwise she wouldn't be who she is today. ]

Yeah. A massive, annoying idiot/

[Now that he's established that, Uai can spend some energy on realizing how humiliating it is to be carried around. Forget the fact he's hurting her: She's hurting whatever dignity he had left!

So he wiggles slightly, then remembers why she isn't letting him go... after grumbling curses to himself, he addresses Sertoria.]

... Okay, fine. I'll be "good." So put me down. Hold my braid if you need a leash, but stop touching me. [HUFF.] If I hurt you, it's going to be on purpose. This accidental hurting is annoying.

[ .....Hold him by his braid? The audacity of his request makes Sertoria balk a little, which makes her forget to actually heal herself for a few seconds and it causes a mixture of both red and gold ichor to bloom on the front of her robes.

...Oh, ow. Okay, that hurts-- The pain helps to bring her back to reality, which she appreciates. Once again, she heals the wounds inflicted and due to how her robes are a part of her, too, they're now pristine as well. ]

Only if you promise that you will not run off.

[ She keeps an eye on him the entire time, setting him down on to his feet before her arms drop to her sides. The angel waits to see what his next move is -- will he run off or stay? ]

[As he is set on the ground, Uai does face the temptation to escape. He could teleport away and be done with her. It wouldn’t even be that hard... but Sertoria is on his side right now. And there are four others in Genessia who surely hate him and will want him dead when they find out he is the source of those monsters...

So he stays. Out of self preservation, more than anything. His hand drifts to his side, confirming with a touch that Sertoria truly did close that wound. It might take a few days for him to repair his split soul, but he is no longer leaking Glitches.

He turns his gaze back toward her... Then pulls his long braid over his shoulder and holds it up. Like he’s offering her his weird leash.]

Au? [She doesn’t really trust him to follow her, does she??? Doesn’t she realize how tempted he’s been to bolt?]

[ Oh, he was serious about actually using the braid as a makeshift leash.

...Well, if this wasn't some irony if she ever saw it. It makes her uncomfortable to do this, thinking of a certain redheaded angel with quite the mouth back home. And yet, she didn't want to take her chances since she could see the potential he had if it was just cultivated the right way instead of just left to its' own devices.

Gently, her hand touches his braid and grasps it, gaze flickering over to him to make sure that she's not tugging too harshly lest she hurts him. She's still functioning at roughly fifty percent of her power, after all. ]

All right, move when I do. I will try to not hurt you.

[ Like that, she starts to walk again, expecting him to follow her when she does. ]

Yeah, yeah.

[He follows close to her side, since he's not eager to endanger the braid either. Sertoria may not realize it, but allowing anyone to touch his precious braid is a sign of real trust. It's his last souvenir of Hana. Braiding his hair was the only physical contact they could have near the end, and the purple ribbon that ties it off is the only gift he could take with him.

As he's following, Uai realizes he's trusting her with the braid... Which brings up a second though.]

Where are you taking me?

My house. I share it with someone else, but do not worry, they are nice. I trust them with my life.

[ It's not too much farther from where they are, Sertoria knows that much. Her grip is still gentle on his braid, feeling that it's more than just a choice of hairstyle to him. Of course, since she's not the prying type, she'll let him explain the significance behind it later.

Once they're at the house, Sertoria opens the door and once inside, she allows her limiters to reform... which might have been a bad idea. She feels her strength fading away, rendering her at about five percent of her original power. With a shuddering sigh, she finally lets out a small groan, but still is all smiles, regardless of everything. ]

Welcome to my home. Can I get you anything to eat or drink?

?

[He chirps curiously, a sign that he's finally "himself" again. His mask of self control is fitted and he is filtering through his resentment. When they arrive at the house, Uai is taken aback by how normal it looks. It's nothing like the houses the Ascended Magicians make in their personal pocket universes: Those homes are huge and illogical mansions... But if Uai was allowed his own world and dream, it would have a house like this one. Something cozy that Hana and him could nestle in.

When her limiters are reapplied, Uai turns his head swiftly. He doesn't understand why she groaned, but he didn't miss it either.]

Ah... N-No. I'm not real, so I don't need those. [Food and drink are just luxuries to him. He isn't going to burden her with pointless things.] Why are you taking me to your home? I just split into a bunch of monsters and tried to kill people..?

[THIS ISN'T SAFE.]

[ He just answered his own question, so Sertoria will just stare at him for a few moments before walking over to the kitchen. There's a problem that exists residing in Genessia as long as she has: she doesn't have her omnipotence, so it did take her a significant amount of effort to keep patching up her wounds like that to keep Uai as close as she did. ]

Think of it this way, would you like to be here where you are safe or still on the run where others are trying to still kill you where you are bleeding out? I would prefer the former over the latter.

[ Besides, for once, she might actually be selfish enough to want to rest and eat? What kind of twilight zone did they end up stepping into?

She invites him to sit at the table, trying to convince herself that she doesn't need to eat. The angel has subsided so far on just rationing her energy thus far, who says that she needs to eat? ]

[He is temporarily silenced by that answer. Being on the run, with those who learn his secret wanting to kill him, sounds more realistic. In comparison, this is some sort of strange fairytale. By staying here, Uai realizes that he is taking advantage of Sertoria's good will. He hardly plans to 'learn his lesson' or 'reform.' Sertoria's kindness is wasted, as he won't hesitate to repeat this mistake the next time that he feels like gambling.

Cautious, he walks to the table. Uai has flipped his braid over his shoulder again and is running his fingers over the worn purple ribbon, trying to calm his nerves. This is fine. It's okay to take advantage of her. She's offering!!!

... And if he doesn't put forth all of his effort, he won't see Hana again. He reminds himself that it's okay to use people as stepping stones to get back to her.]

Thank you. You really... really don't have to. I would be getting what I deserve out there.

Edited 2018-05-08 03:27 (UTC)

[ The sad part in all this is that Sertoria's fine with her kindness being taken advantage of in this situation. Is it idealistic to want to save those that she thinks she can save, even if they'll just trample over her? Yes.

But, maybe that's okay.

Even though she's moved past her original purpose, maybe angels were still just puppets to be used. And perhaps that's her purpose here with Uai. ]

I have always been told I am a bit of a fool. You would not be the first to call me such. I just... I know what it is like to want someone to help you out and to not have someone at least try to do so.

[ She's speaking from entirely personal experience here. That is, until her father came to her aid when she was unhappy with what she was doing. ]

[That's hard to hear. Uai even physically shys away from the reality she just pushed his way. She isn't the fool in this situation. She's a kind person and she's being taken advantage of. Though he hardly has any romantic overlap, he briefly sees Hana in Sertoria's actions.

It's enough to get him to turn away, so she can't see his miserable expression. Uai takes a few shaky breaths as he steadies himself. He sees himself using Sertoria to get what he wants... He doesn't want to see that maybe he does the same to his Beloved. He just uses their love to justify how much he wants to live... but admitting he's the villain in this scenario is too much for his heart to bear.]

Being a fool just means you aren't doing what's the norm, s-so... Even if I call you a fool. That doesn't mean you're wrong. [He turns his body away from her now, still trying to avoid doing something mature like CRYING.] You've done enough. If I become a nuisance, please promise you'll kick me out.

Edited 2018-05-08 03:47 (UTC)

[ ...Ah.

Sertoria knows that kind of look. It's the stance where she said something that the other person didn't necessarily want to hear. Maybe there will be a day where she doesn't do that, but today won't be that day.

Gingerly, she gets up, her form feeling moderately better now that she's used to being shackled once more. Very gently, she rests her hand on his shoulder, offering him that same warm smile that normally displays on her countenance. ]

Why would I do something like that? You are hurting and if I kicked you out, I would be no different from anyone else who did nothing to help you out when you needed someone to do that, correct?

[ She can sense that he wants to cry from how much his shoulders shake with her wanting to take him into an embrace, despite how much it'd hurt to do so.

.......

Blast it.

It's to help him, she'll remember. All limiters, except the giant necklace around her neck, are released as she takes him into her arms. It's okay to cry, she tells him, as she uses her energy to rapidly heal her wounds once more. She'll be okay, Uai. Don't worry about her. ]

[And here Uai had been planning to just handle his emotions on his own. That's usually how things end up for him these days. He used to have Hana to hold him when he cried, and help talk him through his feelings. She was so good at that. She always knew how to gently navigate Uai through the heart he neglected, even when he was just a messy mortal. Without her, Uai had taken to locking his emotions away and pretending they didn't matter anymore---

But Sertoria takes him into her arms before he can initiate that strategy.

Uai holds himself very still, stunned by her actions. She knows that he is painful to touch. She even knows that he went on rampage and hurt people. So why? Why can't she accept he's a monster and dump him on the streets, like he deserves?

Why couldn't Hana accept he was a lost cause? Why did she choose to hold onto him and hurt, and suffer, and be miserable and now lonely, when she could just choose to hate him?]

Haah... [He tries to resist. Not by pushing away, but by staying still. He can't lean into her hug. He can't accept the unspoken offer to cry. That would be using her kindness... He's going to cause ~~Hana~~ Sertoria more pain.

But Uai turns his head and hides against her. Trembling and crying, as quietly as he can. He knows it's wrong, but he doesn't want to be alone anymore either.]

S-Sorry... sorry... I'm s-so sorry... Hana...! [Hope you have flood insurance for this house.]

[ There really isn't a way to describe the pain that comes from holding Uai close to her. It's not quite like needles pricking her skin over and over again, and yet it's not like swords jabbing into her flesh... It's somewhere in the middle, and strangely enough, she's gotten used to the discomfort Uai gives her by holding his body against her own. Perhaps that's a good thing, especially if he'll be needing her comfort from now on.

Her body's adjusted to patch up as quickly as possible so as to not let a drop of ichor spill on to the floor or stain her immaculate white robes, for she doesn't want to worry Angela when she gets home by seeing her blood on the floor.

Her hand moves from his back, resting on the back of his head while her free hand moves to massage his back with her humming a comforting hymn under her breath. If he looks closely, he can see the silhouette of her wings -- all ten, wrapping around him, as if telling him that he's under her protection now. He's no longer going to be alone, especially now that she's here. ]

Let it all out. I am here. I am not going anywhere. You will no longer be alone anymore, Uai.

[ That is a promise. She doesn't break those. ]

[He did not come here for emotions. Sertoria is supposed to be someone he can use as a shield. And maybe that will still be the case once he's cried his eyes out. For now, he can't think about using her.

Uai cries for a good, long time. Emotions ranging from loneliness to guilt to terror, all stringing together into a gross melody. Gradually, his sobbing gets softer. Not entirely because he's vented every last miserable emotion, but because he has too many to vent at once. His head is beginning to feel light from all of the tears, and his broken soul is getting tired.

He barely even realizes that he's beginning to nod off to sleep.]

Sorry... It hurts...? [He means Sertoria is probably hurting. On the flipside, his tired soul is also aching. Uai leans more easily against her as he finally falls asleep. It's his first time falling asleep in Genessia. Maybe even his first sleep in centuries.]

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