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All she could feel was this bewildering numbness that seemed to stretch out from within her heart to all of her limbs. It gave her a sense of weightlessness, but it also dimmed all of her senses to this utter blackness. All of it seemed so infinite and endless as she tried to wade through it, but no amount of movement would allow her to do so. What had she been doing before this blackness? Trying to even recall such a thing caused her pain, but she could hardly even cry out to voice it. Everything was a haze as she simply existed within the blackness of her far-away mind. [break][break]
Eventually, some senses began to return to her, and the first one she could determine was the sensation of touch. She could distantly discern that she was resting on her back and that it was somewhat soft beneath her. A cool breeze brushed over her skin gently, and she almost wished to fall back into that blackness to simply sleep within this comfortable setting. She gently pushed aside the urge before trying to discern more of her returned senses. The next one to come to her was hearing because she could make out the rustling of leaves and the sound of muted footsteps on crisp grass. Oh, was she in a field of some sort? Had she been traveling? Trying to force these hazy memories only caused her a dull headache as a result. [break][break]
Perhaps it was simply best to remain in this state between dreaming and the waking world. Hazy images flashed through her mind unbidden, but they were gone before she could truly grasp one to herself. An impression remained on her lips; a name that was not her own. ‘Oh, I suppose it’s nice to have a name if I can’t recall my own,’ she thought dazedly. All she wished to do was say it to make it real because then it would mean she was real as well, right? If only she could remember what it was that had made her real before…
[attr="class","curragebot"]Have an unconscious Cassie!
Cassandra had always been a bit of a bitter pill to swallow. To know whose soul she was a fragment of simply filled him with a cold rage towards Hydaelyn. Already she had taken so much, and yet she took more and more. He knew the Mothercrystal, knew she likely did it out of spite, to take a good swipe at the Honorable Emet-Selch, Architect of her Nemesis. It conflicted his feelings on the matter, but in the end, why settle for a fragment, when one could have the whole? In truth, when he died, he figured he would be free of this--of her--forever. But perhaps he should have known better. With Alex's arrival, with Lycoris's arrival, it was perhaps only a matter of time before Cassandra appeared as well. And what of the others? Would he be meeting them, as well?
So he'd approached her, and squatted down beside her. In his hand, a simple stick. In truth, he'd considered simply poking her until she woke. She did deserve it, having helped kill him and all. Poke poke, and she would wake. But, well, there were other ideas as well. He looked at the unconscious Cassandra, and looked at the stick. He shook his head, that wouldn't do, and grabbing onto the stick, he ran a gloved hand along it as it was coated in ice. He looked at her exposed flesh, ready to give her the rudest awakening of her life. However, time passed, and cold began to grow warm, and water droplets from the ice began to fall from the stick and onto the grass. He couldn't do this. She didn't deserve this. He had to come up with something else, and so, feeling out with his aether, he began to weave something anew.
And that was how, when Cassie woke up, there would be a rather bloodied Au Ra nearby, katana stuck in the ground, staring lifelessly at the sky. Red marks bled through the white of her cloth, and while it matched the red accents of her armor, well, it clearly wasn't part of her armor. Poor, poor Ayako. We hardly knew her. It was fine though.
[attr="class","curragepost"] Eventually, she opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was a streak of crimson. Her vision was blurred until she regained enough focus to make out the familiar form of Ayako. A friend from when she had journeyed to the Far East and one that took her muddled mind a few moments to register. What escaped her next was a piercing, horrified scream as she quickly pushed her numb limbs into a sitting position. Cassie felt her heart race agonizingly against her chest and she had already reached out to the lifeless form before she felt the tendrils of aether. Illusion magicks that barely halted the heaving of her chest as she tried to disperse the panic thrumming in her veins. A horrid, cruel thing to awaken to as she quickly stumbled onto her feet and blindly reached for her weapons. [break][break]
Her chakrams rested against her hips along with her rapier, but she felt too dizzy and aether sick from whatever had delivered her here. This was not the First and she was trying to discern what the hell was going on. A darkening thought crept across her mind on who could possibly know her just enough to create such illusion magicks. An Ascian? Who was left to do this to her, though? Elidibus had been hiding within the Garlean capital while he wore Zenos' body as his own the last she knew. Lahabrea had been defeated so long ago and Hades had been the next to fall. She inhaled sharply at the latter thought as she leaned heavily against a nearby tree as her vision continued to blur about the edges.[break][break]
"Hades?" It seemed so very unlikely, but she was already doubting everything around her. Because Alexander never would have been so cruel to her if he had been the one to find her. If he was here. Where even was here? Anger and anxiety continued to war within her as she could not keep herself from staring at the lifeless form of her friend. The Gods were cruel and so was whatever deity that had dragged her into this unfamiliar land.
[attr="class","curragebot"]That is so uncalled for.
There it was, that long, beleagured sigh. The katana vanished into aether as "Ayako" sat right up, the glamor falling away to revealing the skunk stripe and Garlean regalia. There was an audible huff as his shoulders slumped. He had his mischievous side, of course, and well, with Cassandra he deserved to indulge it, after everything she'd gone and done to him. Better than reaping vengeance. "Well I suppose that will have to do. A good fright is a fun fright, I suppose." And it all fell away as he floated to his feet. She already knew exactly who he was, no need to hide his more... supernatural aspects. He looked up at the light of the sun. At least it didn't burn him as it did elsewhere. Was that a result of no longer hearing Zodiark's call? It did bring to question the matter of will; was he still tempered? Or was Hades free to be himself, again? He wasn't sure.
Taking a step into the shade. "I'm not quite sure how you noticed, but it doesn't matter. Yes, 'tis I, hold your applause. While I'm a bit hesitant for you to be calling me Hades after, well, everything, I suppose you can't exactly call me Emet-Selch, either. I can't be addressed by a title I no longer hold, after all." He seemed a bit steamed, more than anything. At least he wasn't being... overtly hostile. But he was being rather snarky. Which, considering the role she played in his demise, he felt entitled to have some form of payback, and he was trying to be good. So instead of something truly vicious like killing her, a little spooky jump scare, nothing more!
As for the woman he impersonated... "I also thought you might like to see that joke of an Au Ra you are so fond of." And yes, that sounded horrible, but there was something else to that. Yes, see, the real Ayako had... well, he would explain in just a moment. "And before you get offended on her behalf, tell me; what was her debt, last you saw her?" He quirked a brow as he gave her an exaggerated shrug? Surely Ayako had learned to be responsible, yes?
[attr="class","curragepost"] The long-suffering sigh was all the confirmation she needed as every muscle within her tensed as the glamour before her dispersed and revealed an Ascian who should be very much gone. She had witnessed Alexander cleave into him with all of the combined light aether from the Light Wardens. Did this mean that other Ascians had survived as well? It was a nauseating idea that had her leaning more heavily against the tree as her mind whirred and raced. "I am happy to have amused you so with my terror and panic," she drawled, amber eyes narrowed as anger continued to simmer beneath her. She felt the oddest conflict of wishing to stab him through the face and weep from the sight of him. It was a familiar issue she had held ever since she met him and she did not know why. [break][break]
"The oddest sense of familiarity and deja vu I cannot even begin to explain. As for your name, would you prefer Solus, then? As it seems you have not killed me whilst I was unconscious, then I surmise you do not wish me immediate harm." Beyond a heart attack and grief over the glamour of a loved one being dead before her. What was one more image for nightmare fodder? Cassie sighed and tried to push herself from the tree but her vision continued to whir as she did so. By the gods, how much of a strain had this placed upon her? She inhaled slowly before allowing herself to simply slide onto the ground until she was sitting with her back leaning against the tree. [break][break]
Her eyes closed as she tried to tune out Hades' words over Ayako. Joke of an Au Ra? Perhaps it would be a mercy if he simply killed her and be done with it. At least she would not have to bear the sound of his smug voice any longer. "And what does any of that matter to you? My personal matters are my own. I am more concerned about where I am and how I got here. And, well, now you are here as well." Had she actually died? If nothing else, then she no longer had to be pulled about by Hydaelyn if that was the case.
And the smug increased, and began to show on his face, his arms raised for a moment before lowering. "Ah, the snippy comeback. Well, shall I remind you of the time you helped create a rather large gap in my chest? I imagine a practical joke at your expense if only fair play." Still, she had a point, Solus was the best she had. He shrugged, shaking his head at the suggestion. "Solus will do." It'd have to, wasn't like she had anything to go off of right now. Not that it mattered, Solus had no meaning here. Hades had no meaning here, and Emet-Selch, that was a title he couldn't even begin to bother with here. So for now, Solus would do. Nevermind that it was a name had had been using in pieces.
A simple complaint about the intrusion into her personal life, then? Still, for her to not immediately leap to the Au Ra's defense, well, that said all he needed to know about the debt, then. "I know about your personal life because unlike Lahabrea, I actually do my homework, before I get to work. Did you know he used to be our finest Orator? Ah, how the mighty have fallen." In truth, Zodiark had been his idea. He had to give the man credit there. But all the body hopping changed him. He preferred to craft new vessels. More time consuming, but it didn't have the burden that jumping did. No, Hades would only ever steal a body if it was of a truly spectacular specimen. "I know about you, Alexander, your friends, and even the inter-dimensional intruders like dear... oh, what was his name... Noctis, I think?"
Of course he, well, he was asleep for Noctis, and Solus for the rest, so Elidibus filled him in more than anything. But intruders from another world always put the Ascians on high alert. Whenever someone managed to breach the veil between worlds, the Ascians sensed it, and they watched, because as the stewards of the Star, it was the duty of the Ascians, and these intruders were true unknowns. "As for the rest, I'll just fill that in for you; you're in a world called Zephon, on the continent of Serenestra, in the Wanderwood, near the town of Torensten. There's a moogle village nearby, too if the aether is anything to go by. You're here because someone pulling the strings felt it would make for a good time to bring you here, I imagine." And then he saw her expression. "Can't say I blame them. The doe eyes and innocent demeanor do make you an easy target to tease."
Cassandra, compared to the others, was an extremely easy target.
He stretched his arms out, cracking his knuckles as he tried to get the blood flowing as he hunched over. Playing the part of explainer could be oh so tiring at times. Right now, a nap was starting to sound pretty good. "But Alexander and his bird are here, Lycoris is here, Ayako is not here, the others are not here. I've turned over a new leaf as they say. No, there is no known way to get back. You're stuck here, I'm afraid. Possibly forever." And, well, had he hit everything? He was pretty sure he had. "Have I missed anything?" But it wouldn't hurt to double check.
[attr="class","curragepost"] How much did he know about her, then? Cassie cast a sideways glance at the Ascian as she thought over those worrying words. Did it even matter at the moment? A sincere part of her hoped that she never crossed paths with Lahabrea again. What he had done to Thancred had been enough and she felt no remorse for the fate that had befallen him. "I will not say I feel flattered, but I know you did not intend it as such. Know thy enemy and whatnot," she replied with a flourish of her hand. The brief rest she was taking helped to ease away the nauseation and the lightheadedness that still plagued her. This felt just as taxing as when she had been brought to the First by the Exarch. [break][break]
A world called Zephon? Was this another reflection of the Source? The more she heard the more she wished she had not asked at all. Her heart twisted within her chest at the idea of yet another deity pulling at her strings as they wished. Had Hydaelyn not asked enough of her? Had she not done enough to aid in saving the Source with Alexander? Cassie looked down at her hands as she noticed she had clenched them into fists. Idly she realized they were also shaking as well. She slowly began to inhale and exhale as she took a moment to slowly release her anger into the air around her. [break][break]
The mention of Alexander and Lycoris caught her attention and relief flooded her for just a brief moment. Well, until he mentioned there was no way to get back. What of the Scions? Ryne? Ayako? The rest of the friends she had made? Cassie felt more exhausted than she ever recalled feeling as nervous laughter bubbled against her lips. "No, I am sure you have not." The thone of her voice was strained as she looked back down to her clenched hands. Closing her eyes, she reached out with her senses for that familiar hum of the Blessing beneath her skin. A connection she had been aware of ever since she had first set off to venture throughout Eorzea. [break][break]
"I cannot feel her." Surprise was etched onto her features as she made the realization. What did that mean? Was the Echo torn from her? Was such a thing possible? Cassie hastily pushed herself back into a standing position even as she swayed. There was a village nearby, yes? If she reached out with her senses, then she would make out the aether of these moogles. If she could just find a way to reach Alexander then everything would be alright. "Thank you for the information. I need to keep moving forward."
He shrugged with a knowing smirk. He would concede that. Yes, it was best to know one's enemy when one may have to act against them. But in knowing of the enemy, he had felt there may have yet been a possibility for a path of lesser tragedy. Alas, once again he had been proven wrong, except this time the battle did not go as well as he had hoped. Instead, he was content to merely let her talk and come to her own conclusions. But her remark about her lack of blessing intrigued him. "Well that confirms we are nowhere near the Source or its Shards. I can no longer hear Zodiark's Call, but I wasn't completely sure." Which meant, well that had to mean his mind was entirely his own again, didn't it? Even if he were still tempered, he could obey no commands he could not hear.
Hades crossed his arms, as if pouting. "And doubt me if you wish, but when have I ever given you cause to doubt my words?" Really, now. That was rude. So he just stood there as Cassandra wobbled. She really was not feeling good, was she? He'd managed just fine when he'd first arrived, but he was also of much sturdier stock for the moment. She was divining, that much he could tell. So he just watched, and he waited, quietly. Despite what others thought, Hades was perfectly capable of not being a bother, people just liked to label him as one for one reason or another.
Although it did finally give way when he rolled his eyes ever so slightly. "He's North, Cassandra. In Torensten." Some things still never escaped his sight. "He doesn't involve himself with the Moogles, he simply does odd jobs. I daresay he's quite content to no longer be a Warrior of Light." Alexander enjoyed rising up, but also enjoyed obscurity. It was that paradoxical nature that wanted the fame, glory, and thrill with none of the notoriety. "You, ah, did learn how to tell which direction is North, didn't you?" It was a rhetorical question, but one filled with smug.
[attr="class","curragepost"] That meant he was no longer tempered? Or, well, that he could no longer hear Zodiark's whims in this world. It was a world completely untethered to the Source or the gods that had once ruled it. That was a small relief that she did not have to worry about trying to prevent another Calamity from taking place. But what would happen to the Source with all of them gone? Would Hydaelyn simply choose new heroes to rise up in their place? It seemed like the most likely scenario if they could not find their own way back in time. Cassie wondered if even the Exarch could reach out across this time and space to pluck them back to the First. [break][break]
"You have always spoken the truth," she acknowledged quietly. Or as much of the truth he was willing to share for his narrative. There were plenty of secrets that he still kept to himself, but it was none of her business what he kept to himself. Cassie knew she had more pressing concerns than to worry over the word games Hades enjoyed indulging in. And she would not wish to commit the cardinal sin of boring him now, right? If he took to retiring to the shade once more then she would not mind. Eventually, her equilibrium adjusted itself as her vertigo began to settle and her vision became less blurry the longer she stood. [break][break]
North in Torensten? A lightheartedness overtook her at the news as she looked to Hades and smiled genuinely at him in gratitude. If nothing else, then she was thankful for the aid of a general direction to start in. "I cannot say I blame him. It is a burden I would not wish upon anyone." As for being able to find north, she simply placed her hand upon a nearby tree and allowed her aether to swell outward. It was a neat trick she had learned for herself and seemed oddly familiar. Moss began to creep along the tree as it bloomed and curled beneath her fingertips to show her the way north. Moss tended to grow away from direct sunlight, which tended to be on the southside of where trees were standing. "I have learned enough tricks over the years to aid me in travel."
Well, at least she wasn't so stubborn as to deny that he spoke only the truth. After all, back in their worlds, it was part of his title after all. The Angel of Truth. He may have kept some details out, but he never really lied either. Everyone had their secrets, their own burdens to bear. They all had something they wanted to keep to themselves. Even so, if he must play the game of deception, he preferred to deceive by simply weaving so many truths, that one had to guess which one was what he was referring to. It also brought up a humorous possibility; what would happen if a day came that he just decided he would outright lie? Perhaps that would be quite the trump card in the days to come; not like he had the Angel of Truth title here, either, right?
So he simply watched, and he waited, as Cassandra felt for the north. Should be easy enough, examine the trees, look at the sun in the sky, so on and so forth. It seemed she had her own methodology, as she used her aether to grow moss on a tree. He kept that insufferably smug look on his face as an eyebrow quirked. "A tad overkill, is it not?" Ah, well, she tried. But as much as he liked to have a flair, there was also the need to use exactly what was necessary and no more. It was why he merely shot the Exarch in the back instead of blowing him away with some ancient spell of darkness, you know.
But she was stabilizing, and it seemed that all was well in the world. "Well, you seem to have everything under control. Enjoy your newfound freedom from Hydaelyn, remember not to stay out past your bedtime, and don't talk to strangers." Innocent doe eyes and weariness did not for a good combo make. "Ah, and if you could refrain from informing dear Alexander that I am here, I would appreciate it. I would prefer to avoid any unnecessary drama with him, if I could." Cassandra may be a little more hesitant, but he was fairly sure that Alex would try to attack him after everything. Or at the very least go into some sort of frantic detective mode where he'd try and see what Hades was plotting.
Which, actually... "On second thought, feel free to. You know as well as I do it'd be entertaining to watch him fret over some grandiose scheme on my end." Especially when said grandiose scheme didn't exist."And if you ever find yourself in need of a soul mate," With a snap of his fingers, a small card would materialize, gently landing in Cassandra's hair. "You can find me in Sonora. Galvus's Dating Agency." And so he revealed what he'd been up to since coming to this world; setting up a matchmaking business. That was his grand scheme. Persephone did always say he'd be a natural at it.
Raising his arm, he gave... well, it was technically a wave, but it was more him flopping his hand back and forth. Amber eyes narrowed, and with a flash of darkness consuming him, he vanished, retiring to the shade. But hey, at least she had directions, right?
