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theshimmer2020-07-18 12:17 am
shimmermods) wrote in theshimmer2020-07-18 12:17 am
Welcome.
WELCOME
The Shimmer is beautiful.
There are a lot of things that may or may not have been expected upon your arrival here – the walls of concrete and steel, the others that were brought here with you, the others that weren't brought here with you but have been a constant source of information and instruction and blatant, brazen surveillance – but the fact remains that this world does not seem, inherently, to be an unkind one. Foreign in some ways, perhaps familiar in others; either way, it's a world teeming with life, and with people, and perhaps most jarringly it's a world with beauty, and nothing you've seen otherwise is quite as repulsively and grotesquely beautiful as the Shimmer.
It defies desription, really; the boundaries of it are barely visible during the day, just a thin iridescent sheen encompassing the trees and thick-growing vegetation of the mountains, sweeping ever-closer and closer still to the boundaries of the compound you've been living in but are greatly unlikely to have come to call home. It cascades heavily down the face of the mountain, nestling into the tops of trees before it swallows them whole, arcing up into the sky so far that it hurts your eyes to try to find the crest. It seems almost ravenous in its grace; whatever it touches, it seems to consume.
At night, it's a different matter; it glows and dances in defiance of the bright lights of the compound, glistening bright like the Northern lights - a bit too low to the ground, a bit too far south, a bit too warm this time of year, but the effect is breathtaking. All the colors of the borealis seem to blink lazily at you as they twist in and out of view, sparkling scattershot among the remnants of a town about two miles off that has long since gone dark with abandonment and disuse.
Your mission begins tomorrow.
Your mission begins tomorrow and maybe you're ready for it, maybe you aren't; maybe you're trying not to think about it too much. But the fact of the matter is that there's a rooftop observation deck, open-air and about five stories off the ground, and it's granting you an optimal view of the surroundings and the Shimmer and that darkened town not too far off, and there are no other buildings around for miles. The air is balmy and humid, a little too warm to be pleasant but lacking the roiling heat of the day, a light breeze rendering the entire thing an acceptable respite from the training grounds within the building itself. The only sound this high up and this close to the Shimmer are those made by the people who are here with you – some you know, some you don't. Some are more recent arrivals than others; some have been here for just as long as you. You've all had information taken down about you, the results of which have been provided to you on a small device you found in your room, so perhaps it feels as though you know these people already.
Either way, the night is young, the sun having dipped below the horizon less than half an hour ago, leaving you with perimeter lights that are too bright and the ever-present, watchful glow of the Shimmer; there are tables set up around the balcony for you to use, to eat or socialize or just...sit. You haven't been deprived by any means, but the food that's been provided out here for you tonight is noticeably better than usual; perhaps they know it's the last time you'll eat well for a while. Perhaps it's an apology. Perhaps it's nothing to look into too deeply.
Feel free to stay out here for as long as you like; enjoy each other's company. Or don't let yourself enjoy it too much; it's up to you.
However you choose to do it, perhaps it's best to make sure you have no regrets.
There are a lot of things that may or may not have been expected upon your arrival here – the walls of concrete and steel, the others that were brought here with you, the others that weren't brought here with you but have been a constant source of information and instruction and blatant, brazen surveillance – but the fact remains that this world does not seem, inherently, to be an unkind one. Foreign in some ways, perhaps familiar in others; either way, it's a world teeming with life, and with people, and perhaps most jarringly it's a world with beauty, and nothing you've seen otherwise is quite as repulsively and grotesquely beautiful as the Shimmer.
It defies desription, really; the boundaries of it are barely visible during the day, just a thin iridescent sheen encompassing the trees and thick-growing vegetation of the mountains, sweeping ever-closer and closer still to the boundaries of the compound you've been living in but are greatly unlikely to have come to call home. It cascades heavily down the face of the mountain, nestling into the tops of trees before it swallows them whole, arcing up into the sky so far that it hurts your eyes to try to find the crest. It seems almost ravenous in its grace; whatever it touches, it seems to consume.
At night, it's a different matter; it glows and dances in defiance of the bright lights of the compound, glistening bright like the Northern lights - a bit too low to the ground, a bit too far south, a bit too warm this time of year, but the effect is breathtaking. All the colors of the borealis seem to blink lazily at you as they twist in and out of view, sparkling scattershot among the remnants of a town about two miles off that has long since gone dark with abandonment and disuse.
Your mission begins tomorrow.
Your mission begins tomorrow and maybe you're ready for it, maybe you aren't; maybe you're trying not to think about it too much. But the fact of the matter is that there's a rooftop observation deck, open-air and about five stories off the ground, and it's granting you an optimal view of the surroundings and the Shimmer and that darkened town not too far off, and there are no other buildings around for miles. The air is balmy and humid, a little too warm to be pleasant but lacking the roiling heat of the day, a light breeze rendering the entire thing an acceptable respite from the training grounds within the building itself. The only sound this high up and this close to the Shimmer are those made by the people who are here with you – some you know, some you don't. Some are more recent arrivals than others; some have been here for just as long as you. You've all had information taken down about you, the results of which have been provided to you on a small device you found in your room, so perhaps it feels as though you know these people already.
Either way, the night is young, the sun having dipped below the horizon less than half an hour ago, leaving you with perimeter lights that are too bright and the ever-present, watchful glow of the Shimmer; there are tables set up around the balcony for you to use, to eat or socialize or just...sit. You haven't been deprived by any means, but the food that's been provided out here for you tonight is noticeably better than usual; perhaps they know it's the last time you'll eat well for a while. Perhaps it's an apology. Perhaps it's nothing to look into too deeply.
Feel free to stay out here for as long as you like; enjoy each other's company. Or don't let yourself enjoy it too much; it's up to you.
However you choose to do it, perhaps it's best to make sure you have no regrets.
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You're right! Even if it is a dangerous situation, we're all in this together! As long as we stay close and keep each other safe, I'm sure nothing bad will happen to us!
That, and I'll do everything I can to keep everyone safe. I've done it for Lady Corrin before, and I'll gladly do it for all of you, too!
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[ He's not about to say nothing bad wasn't going to happen to them because that's just asking for trouble. ]
But anyway, I'll be counting on you to handle us when we need it, yeah? I'm also guessing this Lady Corrin was someone important to you, and you served her well.
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Of course! I've been serving Lady Corrin for quite some time now--ever since she was just a little princess of Nohr, and even now while she's a princess of Hoshido! She's incredibly important to me, and I always want to do my best for her.
It was her who suggested that I go along on this adventure, because she believed that I'd do a good job for everyone! [Felicia beams brightly.] She's been doing a lot to handle the ushering of a new, peaceful era in Hoshido since the war ended, so she couldn't come herself. But knowing that she believes in me enough to do this for her...it's the most wonderful feeling! And I won't disappoint her, or anyone else.
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[ That's interesting, especially considering this mission was definitely something that'd be considered a life or death scenario in his mind still. After all, it wasn't going to be smooth sailing.
But, details. Who knows, maybe she'd find some joy in all of this by being able to support them well. ]
Well, if she's already putting that much faith in you, I'm sure you won't be letting anyone down anytime soon. Though now you've got a guy curious—it's not often that someone goes to being a royal of one place to another. Did she marry some guy from the other country?
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[how could you do this to me, making me explain fates plot, i'm pretty sure i don't deserve this--]
But Princess Corrin was actually a princess of Hoshido all along! Her father was killed by the former king of Nohr, and she was taken as a child--she didn't actually find that out into much later in life, but her true family has been the Hoshido royal family this whole time, even though she was raised in Nohr's territory.
[...]
Not that King Garon was a good father to her at all-- [There's a rather notable note of disdain when Felicia mentions him, but it's gone in an instant.] --but it's a bit of a complicated story! She's kind of the child of two worlds, in a way!
[unfortunately that's not quite the case but we don't have the revelations dlc so that's all anyone knows!!]
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That does sound like it'd be a long story if you'd told me in more detail. I won't ask for anything more you've decided to give to me. A man's gotta have respect.
[ He's picked up on that disdain and imagined that the man deserved it. Kings could be bastards, after all. ]
But, that makes it all the more incredible she's manage to make it through to where she's now, I'm sure. You included, seeing as you seemed to have been through her side throughout it all.
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It really does, doesn't it? Heehee--I could talk about how wonderful she is all day! Lady Corrin is such a wonderful person, and I'm glad to have been by her side for so long! She's the best, and she's grown up so much...
It really is amazing! [Oh--] What about you? Do you have anyone like that in your life?
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Either way he's listening to her gush a little about Corrin without a single bother at all. And then asked that question. Technically he supposed it could've been Bazett if they're talking more recently, but Shit Happened.
Also he'd die before he'd say anything like 'he was devoted to an annoying priest', just no way. Then there was a time before that, but obviously that ship had long sailed thousands of years ago. ]
Eh...it's been awhile, so not right now. You know how it is—sometimes time passes and people become distant when they fall out of contact with each other. Or something interferes to keep some people from having a bond like that.
Not that I'm broken up about it. It's just the way things go sometimes, you know?
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...Yeah, I understand. Sometimes that's just the way life happens, whether we want it too or not.
But it sounds like it wasn't too bad, at the very least! So that's good--I'm glad you at least had that!
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[ He's definitely not the type of person who'd say he'd have had regrets about this particular thing. There's others things, but this? Not so much. ]
Or maybe you do, considering you've been rather happy about your bond with Lady Corrin.