... I heard from Owner and Guy that you had experienced something based on my memories.
[ he did not know that he himself had shown up to Mind Rend Sidon. he pauses to look at his hand, the one with a currently very slightly glowing eye on the back of it. probably familiar. ]
[ well, it's not like he didn't go around Mind Rending people. he definitely did do that. just also maybe slightly pushed by a bunch of insane mages in his head telling him that he should consider it at every opportunity.
he looks at the palm of his hand. ]
The journal. The Somnovem. Yes. Not all of it is entirely familiar, but I was hardly the first one to possess the object. A letter said that you burned it.
Yes, Margaret and I wasted no time to put it to the flame. [ they have a book grudge. ] —Oh! That reminds me.
[ he's got a bag of his things, which he rifles through, opening up a copy of hitchhiker's guide to carefully withdraw a flattened four-leaf clover, which he handles very delicately despite having giant shark paws. ]
Here! You did forget this, I think. I wish we could've saved your drawings, but it seemed safer to burn all the pages...
[ he does make a bit of a face when he hears the journal was just so unceremoniously set on fire, but, y'know, he put it in the trash for a reason and the reason was for them to get rid of it. so. it's fine. he's working on it.
the clover does seem to shock him for real though, almost recoiling before he hesitantly holds out a hand for it. ]
... I didn't think it was in there still. [ ... ] One of those annoyingly persistent Mighty Nein gave to me. They had followed me out to Eiselcross because of their dead friend's face, and little more. Foolish, really.
Yasha. She told me ... that he-- I- [ scowling. he's working on identity issues. ] had given it to her said ... hopefully it would bring her luck. That it would make life a little bit better, and that because of him it had been. And that maybe it could do the same for me.
[`So I know you're not in there anymore, but we really did care about you.` and then, almost idly:]
I grew up on Clover Street, you know. After I left my parents.
[ sorry that they burned a crucial part of your past at the rat sauna, lucien. not sorry at all though. he doesn't apologize for this.
but he does carefully place the dried clover in his palm. idk if siz will also do this please accept rp timeline shenanigans ]
When you left to earn a future for you and your sister, if I recall.
[ he doesn't know the full story behind lucien's fragmented identity, but he has heard, seen, and experienced enough memories of Aeor to form a good picture. ]
So... you remembered, even after your mind was broken? Intrinsically. And you kept it when it was returned to you.
[ he will immediately start drama over why you are giving him two clovers are you trying to prank him :/ (no) ]
After I killed my parents and put what remained of my brother out of its misery, yes.
[ just dropping that terrifying lore so casually, gaze flicking up at him. there's not a small part of him that wants to make sidon hate him, actually. wants to push and see how far that kindness actually extends, prodding and poking to try and find the edges of it.
he looks at it for a long moment, spinning it between his fingers. ]
Something like that. [ ... ] I never could bring myself to discard them. He wouldn't let me.
[ he doesn't doubt that lucien has plenty more blood on his hands. he can't look at him and see some paragon of virtue. but he studies the response for a moment, thinks through the things he's seen, and his expression softens some. ]
Then I'm sorry that you lost him. [ one sibling to another. ] ...Take care not to push anyone else away this time. I've a vested interest in some of our mutual friends, and I really will have to bite you to death again if you hurt any of them!
[ this is said with his usual Energy but also not entirely a joke. he doesn't take the clover right away, though he does look it over. ]
[ the (very nice) threat just makes him set his jaw, staring him down (or, up, i guess because he's so much taller) but he lets it pass. that's fine. ]
The point of it is a little bit of luck. I'd argue mine has been on the upswing, and you've had a fair few strokes of the bad. So perhaps with you was where it was meant to be.
[ BE GOOD TO THEIR FRIENDS. it seems like he didn't really need to be told that though, so he reaches out and takes the clover back with the same care that he gave it to him in the first place. ]
I'd consider myself quite a fortunate man! But... thank you.
[ while he's usually warm and exuberant, there's a beat of softness before he continues. ]
I'm sorry. I wasn't sure if you'd wanted to speak to me, after I—well. Invaded your memories and destroyed your journal. And with our last chat. [ he seemed bristly then. ] And because I killed you? And actually—now that I think about it, someone dared me to be quite rude to you once.
...It's many things, but! I apologize.
[ jokes aside.. sorry for murdering you in an applebees....... ]
[ he sort of snorts a dark little laugh at the "fortunate" thing becuase. buddy. you got kidnapped, died, killed and then had to see rat boobies. that doesn't seem, like. great.
but he crosses his arms loosely and half-shrugs, tail idly swishing side to side. ]
You hardly had a choice with the memories. I sent you the journal on purpose to be destroyed at several of your urgings, so I can hardly be angry about that. Our last chat I believe I didn't realize you were ... cursed, in some way. And you didn't kill me, I believe it was simply bad timing.
As for the rudeness, I don't recall what it was. Was it you suggesting my face was "punchable"?
[ sometimes bad things happen! that's life, baby. he's probably fine. he sighs though, fins drooping slightly. ]
Yes... I was supposed to say something I wouldn't usually.
[ even if he wasn't exactly thrilled about the mind rending part, he came out of their little misadventure with more sympathy than mistrust. being petty on the internet is not really his Thing. ]
I appreciate your graciousness, Lucien. I would be far gentler with you if you ever became a rat again. Though—what sort of curse do you mean?
[ he grins, and there might just be a slightly teasing slant to it and the way his eyes crinkle. ]
You should try embracing some of yours! Or all of them? [ even molly's gross ones ] It's healthy!
[ though he does actually think lucien has come a long way since he met him as an anxious, sleepless cat. his smile mellows, more sincere. he really has caused problems and is grateful to do more than just sit on them. ]
And we did. It was a good talk! [ a pause ] ...The water and air in Zora's Domain is especially clean, and we have healers. I wanted Viktor to see them. My world is not without its perils, but it is vast and beautiful—and I can offer my home to anyone who lacks one of their own.
It's an invitation that extends to you as well, of course. [ he holds the clover between his forefinger and thumb. ] I don't know if you want it. But it is the least I can do in exchange for a precious gift.
[ look there's only so much progress one can make in 6 weeks coming from Being So Depressed You're Ready to Unleash the Apocalypse (a normal thing that can happen to anyone) to feeling like a regular useless little creature again so. recognizing feelings is something he's only achieved through total amnesia so far. it'll need some time.
anyway sidon you're offering this but you must know inviting them both is a mistake. they will so instantly go find some ancient sheikah technology and cause problems with three minutes of arrival. ]
It is a kind gesture, but - ... Is there anyone else there even vaguely like me?
[ feelings are a journey and they suck but it'll work out, he thinks. also i know this but sidon does not, link is going to have to work overtime to solve jamjar problems that i have wrought this game.
frankly: ]
No. It's much more diverse than the ship. [ to put the humancentric crew here lightly ] You look closer to Hylian than a Rito does... But you won't find anyone quite like you.
[ everyone in hyrule is such a clown they would probably react to somebody new like WOW YOU'RE A WEIRD LOOKING ZORA or WAURGH WHAT'S THIS? oh sorry i don't care actually can you fetch me the cuckoo i threw down the well, but he can certainly weigh whether that's too alienating or not. ]
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W6 - SATURDAY
You bit me and I died.
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Oh, you probably don't even know this, but I think you made my brain explode? So it's only fair.
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I did what?
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Had you heard from Owner or Guy? That we were all on a journey, through your world? You showed up and killed me from the inside out... somehow.
[ which is impressive even if it hurt like a bitch. ]
You don't recall anything that happened? I suppose it was all illusion based off your memory then.
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[ oh that's upsetting. ]
... I heard from Owner and Guy that you had experienced something based on my memories.
[ he did not know that he himself had shown up to Mind Rend Sidon. he pauses to look at his hand, the one with a currently very slightly glowing eye on the back of it. probably familiar. ]
But no. I have no recollection of that myself.
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Ah. Just a phantom, then.
[ if anything, he's sorry for telling him it happened—it's a piece of the story he'd mostly left out, in retellings. ]
I deserved it at that point. I'm sure you've heard what happened to us, at least.
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he looks at the palm of his hand. ]
The journal. The Somnovem. Yes. Not all of it is entirely familiar, but I was hardly the first one to possess the object. A letter said that you burned it.
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[ he's got a bag of his things, which he rifles through, opening up a copy of hitchhiker's guide to carefully withdraw a flattened four-leaf clover, which he handles very delicately despite having giant shark paws. ]
Here! You did forget this, I think. I wish we could've saved your drawings, but it seemed safer to burn all the pages...
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the clover does seem to shock him for real though, almost recoiling before he hesitantly holds out a hand for it. ]
... I didn't think it was in there still. [ ... ] One of those annoyingly persistent Mighty Nein gave to me. They had followed me out to Eiselcross because of their dead friend's face, and little more. Foolish, really.
Yasha. She told me ... that he-- I- [ scowling. he's working on identity issues. ] had given it to her said ... hopefully it would bring her luck. That it would make life a little bit better, and that because of him it had been. And that maybe it could do the same for me.
[`So I know you're not in there anymore, but we really did care about you.` and then, almost idly:]
I grew up on Clover Street, you know. After I left my parents.
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but he does carefully place the dried clover in his palm. idk if siz will also do this please accept rp timeline shenanigans ]
When you left to earn a future for you and your sister, if I recall.
[ he doesn't know the full story behind lucien's fragmented identity, but he has heard, seen, and experienced enough memories of Aeor to form a good picture. ]
So... you remembered, even after your mind was broken? Intrinsically. And you kept it when it was returned to you.
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After I killed my parents and put what remained of my brother out of its misery, yes.
[ just dropping that terrifying lore so casually, gaze flicking up at him. there's not a small part of him that wants to make sidon hate him, actually. wants to push and see how far that kindness actually extends, prodding and poking to try and find the edges of it.
he looks at it for a long moment, spinning it between his fingers. ]
Something like that. [ ... ] I never could bring myself to discard them. He wouldn't let me.
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if lucien's looking for a reaction to sudden and terrible news, he does get one: the fins around his face twitch, surprise in the way he blinks. ]
You killed your brother as a mercy?
[ he'll touch on the rest later, watching the clover turn into a little blur of green. ]
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[ holding out the clover to sidon. ]
You might need this more than I.
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Then I'm sorry that you lost him. [ one sibling to another. ] ...Take care not to push anyone else away this time. I've a vested interest in some of our mutual friends, and I really will have to bite you to death again if you hurt any of them!
[ this is said with his usual Energy but also not entirely a joke. he doesn't take the clover right away, though he does look it over. ]
What makes you think that?
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The point of it is a little bit of luck. I'd argue mine has been on the upswing, and you've had a fair few strokes of the bad. So perhaps with you was where it was meant to be.
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I'd consider myself quite a fortunate man! But... thank you.
[ while he's usually warm and exuberant, there's a beat of softness before he continues. ]
I'm sorry. I wasn't sure if you'd wanted to speak to me, after I—well. Invaded your memories and destroyed your journal. And with our last chat. [ he seemed bristly then. ] And because I killed you? And actually—now that I think about it, someone dared me to be quite rude to you once.
...It's many things, but! I apologize.
[ jokes aside.. sorry for murdering you in an applebees....... ]
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but he crosses his arms loosely and half-shrugs, tail idly swishing side to side. ]
You hardly had a choice with the memories. I sent you the journal on purpose to be destroyed at several of your urgings, so I can hardly be angry about that. Our last chat I believe I didn't realize you were ... cursed, in some way. And you didn't kill me, I believe it was simply bad timing.
As for the rudeness, I don't recall what it was. Was it you suggesting my face was "punchable"?
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Yes... I was supposed to say something I wouldn't usually.
[ even if he wasn't exactly thrilled about the mind rending part, he came out of their little misadventure with more sympathy than mistrust. being petty on the internet is not really his Thing. ]
I appreciate your graciousness, Lucien. I would be far gentler with you if you ever became a rat again. Though—what sort of curse do you mean?
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[ BEING PETTY ON THE INTERNET. ]
... You weren't cursed?
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Well, it wasn't quite the same as the first curse, but I felt much more loving that entire week? I suppose everyone did.
[ he's already a caring person so affection week was definitely a time. ]
I did get a bit carried away—I worry I troubled you and Viktor. I've been cursed to love here... and again... [ bleak ] so it's a bit of a mess.
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You're so open with your [ gesturing to all of him. ] ... feelings. It's weird. No one does that. That's the troubling part.
[ SIGH. but he's not like. holding a grudge about it, he did his theater kid moment with it. ]
He told me you agreed to be friends. And that you told him he was welcome in your home world.
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You should try embracing some of yours! Or all of them? [ even molly's gross ones ] It's healthy!
[ though he does actually think lucien has come a long way since he met him as an anxious, sleepless cat. his smile mellows, more sincere. he really has caused problems and is grateful to do more than just sit on them. ]
And we did. It was a good talk! [ a pause ] ...The water and air in Zora's Domain is especially clean, and we have healers. I wanted Viktor to see them. My world is not without its perils, but it is vast and beautiful—and I can offer my home to anyone who lacks one of their own.
It's an invitation that extends to you as well, of course. [ he holds the clover between his forefinger and thumb. ] I don't know if you want it. But it is the least I can do in exchange for a precious gift.
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anyway sidon you're offering this but you must know inviting them both is a mistake. they will so instantly go find some ancient sheikah technology and cause problems with three minutes of arrival. ]
It is a kind gesture, but - ... Is there anyone else there even vaguely like me?
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frankly: ]
No. It's much more diverse than the ship. [ to put the humancentric crew here lightly ] You look closer to Hylian than a Rito does... But you won't find anyone quite like you.
[ everyone in hyrule is such a clown they would probably react to somebody new like WOW YOU'RE A WEIRD LOOKING ZORA or WAURGH WHAT'S THIS? oh sorry i don't care actually can you fetch me the cuckoo i threw down the well, but he can certainly weigh whether that's too alienating or not. ]