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theairlock2017-07-01 11:46 pm
airlockedmods) wrote in theairlock2017-07-01 11:46 pm
the final week
[Eight weeks. Eight weeks of friendship and love, death and loss, hope and despair all muddled together in a cocktail that's too sweet on the tongue and leaves an acid-y pit in the stomach. With nine of them left (ten counting their dear but lone surviving host), things look darker than ever. Come Sunday morning the last of the Champions missing memories will be returned to them while they sleep. For some of them this will reveal answers, for others it might just be a fate worse than death. They could even be death.
But how does the song go? "It's always darkest before the dawn"?
There are no announcements from PAL this week. Not even morning and evening announcements.
Sunday Monday Tuesday
[ooc: Welcome to endgame, everyone! We're all very proud of you for making it all the way to the end. As you can see this is going to be a short IC week but we promise things will not be going down until this weekend (7/7-7/9). On Tuesday we'll be unveiling the OOC post for what to expect during the final investigation. There is no official AC this week, just a check-in and as mentioned above characters will be at their true canon points on Sunday morning.
Buckle up, kids, the ride's not over yet.]
But how does the song go? "It's always darkest before the dawn"?
There are no announcements from PAL this week. Not even morning and evening announcements.
[ooc: Welcome to endgame, everyone! We're all very proud of you for making it all the way to the end. As you can see this is going to be a short IC week but we promise things will not be going down until this weekend (7/7-7/9). On Tuesday we'll be unveiling the OOC post for what to expect during the final investigation. There is no official AC this week, just a check-in and as mentioned above characters will be at their true canon points on Sunday morning.
Buckle up, kids, the ride's not over yet.]
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[He searches Ardyn's face, looking for an answer, and--his hands are full of Ardyn's sleeves, his words can't reach a place he's never been, and Ardyn's looking so lost, like he could drown, all Junpei can think to do is--
Headbutt him a little.
Maybe 'think' was a strong word. Junpei winces a little himself, but shakes his head and keeps going.]
You--you felt that, right? You're here. You're alive. And that means, out in this crazy multihistorical universe? He can be, too. We just gotta beat the how out of the showrunners who brought you here along with everything else we need to know. Big deal.
[Oh no, how terrible, more reasons to kick the shit out of the bastards that brought them here. Junpei's grip and voice both tighten.]
If you can't live like this, let's turn this space station wagon the fuck around and save Night Boy from your shitsack godhole, too.
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...that hurt.
[Which was neither objection nor complaint, just Ardyn confirming he was back in the present for the most part, at the moment.]
Do you...think we can truly manage that?
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I don't know how saving both Noctis and salvaging the planet could be possible, but...if there is one, perhaps we'll be lucky enough to find it.
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...Luck, huh...
[Junpei looks away for a moment, tapping his fingers absently on Ardyn's arms.]
Hold that thought. Okay? Because it's like Arianna told me--anything we must do, we can.
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In a way, he's family. I guess.
[...Congrats, Noctis...?]
So maybe less 'have to' and more 'want to.' If you want to.
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