public video / semi-private action

[ubiquitously]

 [public video]
[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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[ascendedbeing]

[ ...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. ]

[ubiquitously]

[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.]

[ascendedbeing]

[ 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. ]

[ubiquitously]

[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.]