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. 

Comments

[lazuline]

[His reaction gets more laughter from her, an airy giggle that hopefully gives away that she hadn't TRUELY meant he was a brat. ... mostly.]

You aren't that bad. [but then he begs, and Azura sobers up.] Why would you want to go through something like that alone? Is it that you want to punish yourself? You seem to shun that part of yourself wholeheartedly, it must be painful to reject yourself.

[Azura sometimes you're a little too blunt.]

[ubiquitously]

[He has to pause after that, because he can't exactly say she's wrong. In an attempt not to focus on his own pain, he decides to worry about how she guessed so quickly. Hopefully it isn't that she herself rejects part of herself, but that she knows someone else... He can't wish this misery on her, but her friends are apparently free game.]

I think it would be more painful to call that thing 'me,' would it? [Uai knows that when he accepts his reality, he is going to lose his will to fight his Fate anymore. He would rather call his true form a 'thing' and detest it, and never accept it.]

You might be able to stand looking at that monster, but I can't stand being it.

[lazuline]

[Those who have been through painful situations often can see through things a lot easier than not, Uai. She frowns though, noting that she probably pushed a little hard here.]

I see, I'm sorry if my concerns hurt you. But I would still rather not see you suffer alone. Can I at least ask to check on you, during this process?

[ubiquitously]

[To be quite honest, that isn't something that Uai wants. He knows he will get worse before he gets any better, and that it isn't fair to put Azura through that.

He also knows she is kind, persistent, and probably going to come anyway.]

... Fine. Just call first, I guess. [So he can try to be sane.] But I'll really get over it. It isn't the first time this has happened.

[lazuline]

If that's what you would prefer. [By now surely they've wandered into the beginnings of the city. It's a bit of a relief for Azura, even though her concern for her companion is still fairly high.]

To me, it isn't something you should have to feel comfortable facing alone. It would make me feel better to know I can help, should something terrible happen.

[ubiquitously]

It's something I caused for myself. I don't need any pity or concern for that.

[He can hear his voice going from controlled but timid to suddenly snapping with anger. Feeling his control slipping makes the sight ahead even more reassuring: Hopefully he can convince Azura to rest someone, while he himself gets far away from everyone.]

... Sorry. You can save your kindness for people who deserve it.

[lazuline]

[the sudden turn in his tone catches Azura off guard, and she looks at him with wide golden eyes. She doesn't judge, not yet, and instead turns to look away, towards the town.]

Truly, I can't imagine thats what you really mean. [or what his heart really wants. But she will avoid poking the cactus further for now. She, herself, is quite exhausted and she can only imagine that Uai is also feeling the same]

[ubiquitously]

It is. [Do you see all of this edge, Azura???

He knows she's right. He would rather if someone cared enough to save him. For all of his talk about things being "better this way," he wishes Hana had come after him and rescued him.

But that would be really high maintenance of him, and he doesn't want to hurt his loved ones any further.]

Do you live in Fayren? I can walk you home.

we can wrap this one here if you want!

[lazuline]

I.. nearby, yes. I would appreciate the company at the very least.

[She'll just have to worry over him later. Hopefully he would be okay on his own, after dropping her off...]