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Mamoru Amami ([personal profile] adoptedalien) wrote in [community profile] genessia2015-11-02 09:48 am

[Action]Memories of Sol (backdated to halloween event)


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Mamoru felt like there was something he needed to do in Fayren, something he felt he needed to check out, partially his own feeling of being watched, and partially because the G-Stone was speaking to him. Something in Fayren was calling out to him.

However, a negative feeling creeped up into Mamoru's thoughts as he suddenly stopped, looking into the distance as he turned and shouted. "Who's there? You've been following me ever since I came to Fayren!"
 
A small person wrapped in a yellow robe, hiding their face, who was around Mamoru's height, approached. Mamoru was shocked. "It... It can't be!"
 
"Surprised to see me, Latio?"
 
Mamoru began backing up, practically falling over and moving hismelf to sit under a tree "It's not possible, Everyone worked so hard...We defeated you!" Mamoru said nervously, hugging his legs. "11 Planetary Lords of Sol..."
 
the yellow robed figure pulled down the hood to reveal their face and long light purple hair. 

"Palus Abel..." Mamoru muttered softly as he looked more withdrawn with every passing moment he sat near the tree. 

 
"Yes, you and those Blue Planet friends of yours did stop us from reviving our lost home worlds, didn't they?  Do you still have no regrets, Latio? Do you still feel no guilt for betraying your own people? Even after I told you that it couldn't be helped, and this was all for the sake of the Trinary Solar System?" 

Mamoru grew nervous as the yellow robed and light purple haired one talked, but eventually he tried to look determined and glared at her. "I did what I had to do! You were going to destroy the Earth in order to revive the Trinary Solar System! But..." Mamoru's confidence began to wane. "We could have found a peaceful solution... you could have co-existed with the Earth... but you wouldn't listen to me..."


The figure began to speak again. "And where has your defiance gotten you? You stopped us from reviving your home world, the only place you would truly belong...While you and your friends won the struggle at that time, look what it cost you. All of those friends and comrades were trapped in space, while they used the last of their strength to send you and Arma back to Earth. Was this pitiful rebellion really worth losing those friends that convinced you to betray us in the first place? And now you're in this place, far away from your precious Earth."

Mamoru began to become more and more withdrawn into his doubts with every passing word, as his hands began to wrap against the bare legs sticking out from his short red shorts. "I..." Mamoru tried to speak. "I still have faith that my friends are still alive. I also have faith I'll see Hana-chan and my friends on Earth again..." Mamoru was clinging to his last shred of courage and self-worth for dear life, even as the glow of the green G-Stone around his neck began to fade as the courage in his heart began to flicker.

The one in the yellow robe began to... laugh. "I can't help but find that amusing, Latio. You've really are doing a lot to try to avoid any and all responsibility that this is all your fault, huh? But you're the one who decided to take the Pas-Q Machine and set everything in motion. I wonder what the person you killed would say?"


As the laughing continued, Mamoru shut his eyes as tears began to flow, his voice let out of a soft "Stop." 

Mamoru shook as he held himself and tried to assert himself again. "Stop it." as the crying increased.

"It's not my fault... It's my duty to protect life..."
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[personal profile] youfool 2015-11-03 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Ted had extricated himself from the madness of the party, his mind made up that the thief must have gone elsewhere. He'd pieced together that something was bringing out people's fears. Men with arachnophobia shrieked at spiders, those afraid of heights swore that they stood on the edge of some great precipice, and so on. Spiders can be squished and cliffs turned away from, but one can only do so much. It's no use looking for his things when people were in turmoil; possessions would have to wait.

He was surprised to see Mamoru in Fayren. What business a small boy, however oddly imbued with power, had in that medieval place he could hardly fathom. He'd meant to catch up with him after the Gilgamesh business had settled, but felt Mamoru would rather not meet the man whose introduction was made of pure admonishment.

He was surprised to come upon him now. He'd talked so much of courage, Ted assumed he was quite fearless. So what seems to be the problem, then, as one says in law enforcement parlance. Might as well ask.

"Will you tell me what's the matter?"
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[personal profile] youfool 2015-11-05 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
Ted sided up to Mamoru, getting as close as he dared and offering his physical comfort, if nothing else. Whatever turgid backstory the figure was using to torment him, it was obviously working. Ted, being less than savvy on extra-dimensional matters, gave up on complete comprehension for the time being, instead devoting his mentality to figuring out what kind of fear this was. It seemed more like guilt; such is the omnipresent psychodrama. He pointedly ignored the figure for now, hoping to set a positive example.

"All right, it does seem like a lengthy tale. Focus on me right now. Will you tell me what you're afraid of? What's keeping you bound without ropes?"
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[personal profile] youfool 2015-11-06 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Ted figured that the yellow phantasm was telling the truth. For one, based off on events thus far, these fear owed their origins to their hosts. For another, truth tends to hurt more, and it was obvious the poltergeist peddled in pain.

All the same, he didn't find the attention paid very helpful. He circled around to sit in-between Mamoru and his accuser, hopefully creating more powerful symbolism.

He took a breath, debating the way. One can reason, but that so rarely helps people as sentimental as this. The dark magic about seemed to have thoroughly removed reason from the premises. Maybe the direct approach would do, for a time, until something nuanced suggested itself.

"Mamoru, this might seem incredible, but I think you mean righteousness, and you mean it very bluntly. That's why I believe your protests; that you did the best you knew, wherever the chips fell. I'm also familiar with the type of person whose only use for the truth is to make a lie more credible. The lie in particular being that you're responsible for effects, not causes."

Was this right? Even if Mamoru was mad...even if this lie had no basis in truth, it wouldn't make the fear less real. That was what needed to be overcome.

"Listen. I think we both know this dialogue between yourself and your doubts cannot possibly resolve well on its own. So, I have a proposition. Do you want to be free of it?"
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[personal profile] youfool 2015-11-07 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)

Ted smiled a little at his assurance. It also clued him in as to where to go next. "Good, good. Then there's no need to go through your head; just your heart. Listen; right now , practically everyone in this city is in deep, dark trouble, of the kind you're in now, and I believe you could be a balm to it. Doubts were never meant to hold us back, as this Abel of yours contends, but to make us try twice as hard. And it's such pitiable waste to see you held back, when you could be saving people, as you're meant to.

Sorry, I go on a bit. Anyway, the solution is this: Will you let me take your doubts and worries for my own? Won't you let me carry your fear?"

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[personal profile] youfool 2015-11-08 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Ted looked on with both awe and humor at the unfolding melodrama. Of course, he should've known that fear couldn't trap this one for long; all it took was a reminder that there's a world outside to consider. When all was said and done, he breathed a sigh of relief, before crushing formality, exchanging the bow for a tight hug.

"You're welcome; I'm glad. Whatever the cure for what ails us, I'm certain courage will help." Ted released him. "Well, let's both get on with our harebrained heroics. Go under the Mercy."