Lalli Hotakainen (
lalliho) wrote in
spellbinders2017-09-01 12:13 pm
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when everything's made to be broken [open.]
Who: Lalli Hotakainen and ????
Where: Aimintas places.
When: over the week, days 54-57? Ish?
Open/Closed: so open, man.
[ A - MEDITATION. ]
[He's trying to practice mindfulness. It's hard even when you know what it is and the process, so Lalli's finding it almost impossible. His job is to be aware of everything -- every little crunch or rustle or hushed sigh of a predator. Even prey. He was to be one with the forest and all that came with it...or he would fail.
Now he needed to close his eyes and breathe deep. He needed to understand not the world around him, but himself. Why had he pushed his limits as if it was his only choice? Why had he shoved people away when he was afraid of being left alone? Lalli needed to get himself back under control before he destroyed himself and others.
Being able to flip the switch on his Qri-given magic would be a-okay, too.]
Hey. What's your coven ability?
[laziest-sounding interrogator ever...he's trying to be zen, okay!!]
[ B - RITUALS. ]
[He hasn't tended to his wounds. As far as he's concerned, having evidence for himself that he was actually around to help this time was...good. Calming. Besides, as a mage, he has far more important things to attend to.
The Palai don't follow the same gods or traditions as his people do, and it feels wrong to abandon those, but if he could swallow his pride and accept help from an idiot Icelandic mage, he can swallow it again and offer aid where he can to these wandering souls.
The rest of the clean up? ...Not much he can do there, with these twigs he calls arms, but feel free to try and boss him around or tend to his wounds when he's on break from death rites and stuff, or whatever.]
[ C - CUDDLEBUG. ]
[When you're typically repulsed by the human touch -- when every grab to redirect or secure you feels like a rough, deadly vice -- cuddling...does not come naturally to you. Lalli's left fidgeting and scratching at himself, picking apart the weak, fresh scabs forming over the battle's results, because something was off in a way it never had been before. If he'd longed to be held as a child like he wishes now, the memory had long since left him.
He's left with one very obvious conclusion he shares via the signet -- though he also says it aloud in case there's anyone in the immediate vicinity that can help him.]
I think something's wrong with me. Maybe I'm poisoned?
[...Heck. He needs to find Emil and make sure he's okay at least, but... Should he really expose him to this problem? Ugh, quieting fears is so hard.]
[ D - GIVE ME THE WILDCARD.]
[cough.]
Where: Aimintas places.
When: over the week, days 54-57? Ish?
Open/Closed: so open, man.
[ A - MEDITATION. ]
[He's trying to practice mindfulness. It's hard even when you know what it is and the process, so Lalli's finding it almost impossible. His job is to be aware of everything -- every little crunch or rustle or hushed sigh of a predator. Even prey. He was to be one with the forest and all that came with it...or he would fail.
Now he needed to close his eyes and breathe deep. He needed to understand not the world around him, but himself. Why had he pushed his limits as if it was his only choice? Why had he shoved people away when he was afraid of being left alone? Lalli needed to get himself back under control before he destroyed himself and others.
Being able to flip the switch on his Qri-given magic would be a-okay, too.]
Hey. What's your coven ability?
[laziest-sounding interrogator ever...he's trying to be zen, okay!!]
[ B - RITUALS. ]
[He hasn't tended to his wounds. As far as he's concerned, having evidence for himself that he was actually around to help this time was...good. Calming. Besides, as a mage, he has far more important things to attend to.
The Palai don't follow the same gods or traditions as his people do, and it feels wrong to abandon those, but if he could swallow his pride and accept help from an idiot Icelandic mage, he can swallow it again and offer aid where he can to these wandering souls.
The rest of the clean up? ...Not much he can do there, with these twigs he calls arms, but feel free to try and boss him around or tend to his wounds when he's on break from death rites and stuff, or whatever.]
[ C - CUDDLEBUG. ]
[When you're typically repulsed by the human touch -- when every grab to redirect or secure you feels like a rough, deadly vice -- cuddling...does not come naturally to you. Lalli's left fidgeting and scratching at himself, picking apart the weak, fresh scabs forming over the battle's results, because something was off in a way it never had been before. If he'd longed to be held as a child like he wishes now, the memory had long since left him.
He's left with one very obvious conclusion he shares via the signet -- though he also says it aloud in case there's anyone in the immediate vicinity that can help him.]
I think something's wrong with me. Maybe I'm poisoned?
[...Heck. He needs to find Emil and make sure he's okay at least, but... Should he really expose him to this problem? Ugh, quieting fears is so hard.]
[ D - GIVE ME THE WILDCARD.]
[cough.]

C
Lalli was certainly a concern during this whole thing -- it was hard to telepathy send out any sort of signal to him when the telepathy network was suddenly thrust into chaos again, and focusing on anything other than dodging or defending himself was hard. This time it was impossible to not get involved, between not having someone to covet and protect to being in the middle of the marketplace when shit starts falling out of the sky again.
Afterwards, he's a little singed and slightly wounded -- he was lucky enough to not be gravely wounded and holed up in a section of the marketplace where defense was easier -- but Emil's largely alright. Telepathy is still something he's not largely used to, so tapping his signet or something isn't actually what he thinks of first. Thank goodness Lalli is a telepathy beast, otherwise he'd spend way more time looking around for him than necessary. )
Poisoned? ( How in the world did that happen? He sounds like he's in one piece but ??? ) What's going on? What are the symptoms? Where are you?
( Not like he can do much about it, but he can maybe find Dr. Mathis or somebody -- please don't die on him. )
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laying it on real thick because fuck it
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but akira will still worry. that's just in his nature. and even though he's only recently met lalli, that's no reason to ignore this. ]
Lalli?
[ might as well get his attention first. maybe the wounds don't hurt as badly as they look? highly unlikely, but, eh. ]
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