lloyd "what's a 'philanderer'?" irving (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
idealistic) wrote2014-12-09 10:20 am
idealistic) wrote2014-12-09 10:20 am
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[ he's quiet for a moment, looking down at the crystal sitting on his hand, as his other hand moves to gently run his thumb across the smooth surface. does he believe he's becoming a real angel? of course not, not after what he knows about the slowly dying religion. Allen's concerns about Lloyd becoming a "real" angel are justified-- because Lloyd has those same concerns as well. ]
…For a while, we thought it was the same for us. Angels were servants of the Goddess Martel, and they did exactly what you said your angels did. We had a whole religion about the Goddess Martel, too: churches, temples-- even a Chosen One that would join the angels and save the world.
[ he clenches his teeth, the hand not idly tending to his exsphere clenching along with it. ] But it was all a lie. The angels, the religion, the Chosen system-- everything. All the angels were just half-elves that ended up changing their minds and bodies and started calling themselves "angels". They were tired of all the oppression they got from everyone else, that they just gave up everything that they were… all for the sake of a better future that they'd probably never get. Looking at them, you'd think they were just dolls with wings.
[ glassy, red eyes behind wheat blonde lashes flashed in his mind, and he had to close his eyes to stop himself from getting sick. it takes a second for him to gather his bearings before he continues. ]
…I know we aren't exactly "real" angels. Actually, I don't know what even counts as a "real" angel anymore. [ are true angels real? or are they just some sort of myth invented by a creative mind, much like how Mithos created his angels? at this point, Lloyd's not so sure. ] It's just the easiest thing for us to call what we are, since we're so used to it.
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[There's a bit of silence at that. The story that Lloyd weaved was...downright appalling. Allen was far from the most devout Christian, there were so many rules he broke, or didn't care for. There was also that little issue of being wanted by the Church for treason. Even so, he still believed. Years of being away from Earth couldn't shake that. And the idea that these half-elven people went so far as to build a religion about themselves and declare themselves angels and goddess? And using crystals that trapped deceased souls to pull it off? It's...sickening. Not even the Millennium Earl was that bad.]
[What sort of oppression were these half-elves facing to make them fall that far? And why was Lloyd caught up in it? What did he have to do with it? And Kratos? They were humans, as far as he could see. Were they Chosen Ones? Humans just unfortunately caught up in this atrocious farce?]
[A cold, dark room with several large holes in the floor, full of child-like bodies that wake to know nothing of sky or the world outside the war. Destroyed if they start to remember anything of before-]
[He pinches the bridge of his nose, as if that will make that memory go away. It wasn't his, and it was one of the last things he wanted to dwell on. It was better to focus on now. And so, he'll look at Lloyd.]
...I'm sorry. That sounds... [No, he doesn't have a proper word for it. No word was good enough.]
[The mention of dolls with wings comes back to him. He frowns, Lloyd certainly wasn't a doll now but....]
You said dolls with wings. But you're not...
What's...going to happen to you?
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there's only one real answer he can give: ]
…Honestly, I have no clue.
[ he has a key crest, so theoretically, he should be okay. at the same time, though, he shouldn't even be having these flare ups because he has a key crest-- at least, that's what everyone back home theorized. yet here he is with two toxicosis flare-up under his belt and, well, who knows about the possible third.
even so, Lloyd's not going to let it get to him. even if he continues to deny it, Lloyd knows he has Kaneis's support-- and possibly Allen's now that he more or less knows the extent of the toxicosis. it's scary, but if he recovered from being unable to eat or sleep, then what's to say the last part isn't exempt either?
his lips upturn into a small but confident smile. ]
But… I think I'll be okay-- no, I know I'll be okay. It took a few days for my key crest to fight off the worst of what happened, but it still did the job. I can eat and sleep again, though I don't exactly need to. [ he looks back to Allen. ] So whatever I end up losing, I know I'll get it back again.
[ if the key crest he made was enough for Colette to come back to him, then his own key crest should be enough to eventually bring him back when that time comes. if Colette can get better, so can he. ]
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...Yes. You're going to be okay.
[It was a promise. If somehow this key crest failed, then he'd do what he could to make sure this guy made it out. ]
If it's alright, I'd like to send my information on you to Dr. Keller on your ship. She's more experienced in unusual cases than I am, and she'd be able to keep a closer eye. Perhaps if we learn as much as we can, we can find a way to make things easier for you. [Or even cure it, if that's what Lloyd wants.] I'll also be checking in on the situation, when I can.
And if you happen to have a spare...keycrest, I'd like to borrow it for study. [Or more likely, send it to Tadashi to study since wtf is technology] It sounds like it may be an effective treatment, but I'd rather make sure than assume.
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[ this could also double as giving him permission to contact Dr. Keller, since yep-- she definitely needs to know as the Wonderduck's doctor. but he's also grateful that Allen is willing to get other doctors involved in this, especially since they're more familiar with the technology here than he or the Professor is (though he'd hate to imagine how she'd react to seeing all this… that's a thought for another day).
but maybe, just maybe… if they figure it out, maybe they can even find a way to put it all to a standstill altogether… ]
Man, if we had some inhibitor ore, I could definitely try making one for you! [ never mind that he's never made one from scratch; just fixed up old ones. but it can't be that hard if he uses his own as a reference! ] But I can tell you for sure that key crests definitely work. I had to fix one up for a friend of mine when she went through the same thing, but after a while, she was back to normal.
[ after all, Cruxis Crystals are nothing more than stronger, fancier exspheres. ]
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Inhibitor Ore... [He was no miner, he knew nothing of ores. It's times like this he missed the castle that could just let you wish for any supply you needed so long as it existed.] Well, if you ever come across any ore on these planets, let me know.
[He looks at Lloyd's hand and thinks. The story itself sounds familiar as he thinks about it. That's right...Kratos had wanted to attach one of those crystals and keycrest to him to try to cure the 14th problem, hadn't he? He still has the scar from it. Wait, was that thing the cause of Lloyd's problems now? But then that mean...had that been his plan- to infect him with Angel Toxicosis? To make him reliant on a stone made out of a human soul? That could have possibly rendered him a doll if the keycrest failed? He remembered Kratos giving warnings that it wasn't a pleasant method in the slightest, but looking at it now-]
[Holy shit. He never thought he'd be grateful Nea was strong enough to reject the crystal. What is with the adults in his life? ]
[But right. That is none of Lloyd's concern. So he makes his furrowed brow look like he's doing it entirely out of concern for Lloyd.]
That's good...does...this Toxicosis, does it come from that crystal on your hand? Is that the method?