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onepassingnight2011-10-10 09:30 am
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[011 ☿] Silent Planet Mercury
Unearthly quiet falls over everything. This place is empty and barren; nothing grows in its desolate grey soil. It's a void without atmosphere, but those who arrive here find themselves able breathe normally and withstand the incredible heat of planet Mercury's sun-turned side.
To the daughter of this planet, it's breathing the nostalgic air of thousands of years ago. Here, she is at her strongest and her best. She thrives in the sun that appears several times larger than it would on Earth, she basks in its intense rays despite the dark sky of space.
Without turning around, Mercury speaks with her eyes fixed on the sky. "Watch," she insists. She nods to where the sun travels towards its highest point - and stops for several long moments before beginning to unwind its arc backwards. It's a sight only seen here, and only now while it's been sped up enough to be observable.
Before she can say more, a second brightness flares so strongly that it almost overshadows anything else. Mercury suddenly lets out a pained whimper and shields her eyes from the holy light of Venus. She has that flesh-crawling feeling of a nightmare somehow.
(ooc: artist conceptions of Mercury sunrise. The effect described with the sun's path is due to Mercury's orbit and happens over the course of a Mercury day - about two months of our time.)
To the daughter of this planet, it's breathing the nostalgic air of thousands of years ago. Here, she is at her strongest and her best. She thrives in the sun that appears several times larger than it would on Earth, she basks in its intense rays despite the dark sky of space.
Without turning around, Mercury speaks with her eyes fixed on the sky. "Watch," she insists. She nods to where the sun travels towards its highest point - and stops for several long moments before beginning to unwind its arc backwards. It's a sight only seen here, and only now while it's been sped up enough to be observable.
Before she can say more, a second brightness flares so strongly that it almost overshadows anything else. Mercury suddenly lets out a pained whimper and shields her eyes from the holy light of Venus. She has that flesh-crawling feeling of a nightmare somehow.
(ooc: artist conceptions of Mercury sunrise. The effect described with the sun's path is due to Mercury's orbit and happens over the course of a Mercury day - about two months of our time.)
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And he knows this, from experience. When he'd returned to Banora after it had been reduced to shambles, a mere wasteland of his mentor's old hometown. The town would be rebuilt, but Angeal's mother... everyone who'd lived there.
Had it been necessary for ShinRa to burn the quiet village to the ground? Probably not.
"Can you tell me that much?"
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"And I'm here." The most important thing of all. She hasn't forsaken her heritage or what she wants for its future.
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"Hey, no, if you've already dished out justice, then I've got no more to say on the matter." His arms drop at his sides, moving a little closer to her side, but enough to keep her personal space. As much as he knows about her so far, she's not a very... touch-oriented person.
"Right now, I think that's all you can do. That and keep this place existin'."
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Or perhaps as long as she remembers.
"This place won't disappear," she says. That much, she has decided to be sure of. One way or another.
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"As long as you're still kickin', it won't." Turning to her now, he offers his best, reassuring smile. "An' I still wanna help. In anyway I can."
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Somehow, she doesn't say that, doesn't mock him. "Some day," she says instead, trying out words foreign to her for their hope, "This place might be ready for people to live in again."