dreams to reality .

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RICHTER ABEND  –   ☼☽;           tales of symphonia: dawn of the new world

a half-elf originally from the flourishing world of tethe’alla, before it was joined with sylvarant

grew up as a captive in the basement of the sybak imperial research facility, living a mundane, meaningless life until he met a certain human with a few screws loose

aster laker became richter’s one and only friend; the one who brought light into his life, and made him want to aid in his quest to bring peace to their world

though when aster lost his life, richter in turn lost his own. hellbent on his revenge against the summon spirit ratatosk, richter dedicated the next two years to his cause, doing whatever necessary to grant his own wish

depression in half-elf form. man has a Lot of baggage.

if you have a habit of letting people walk all over you, expect a rather harsh, but well-meaning pep talk. he might call you a dog though

courage is the magic that turns dreams into reality

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i need some activity for this man (and he needs more friends) so here's a starter call for richter!! uncapped for now, but selective-- these will probably be one liners or mini sized!

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sorry for the delay on these-- i caught covid (again) and it's kicking my ass. i promise i'll get to them soon!

[fallenconstellation]

"Oh, hey, I got murdered once." Not fun, he doesn't recommend it.

[eternalrecurrxnce]

"... I'm not sure if I should be relieved or concerned that you can speak of that event so easily." He's.. trying not to look upset.

[eternalrecurrxnce]

i need some activity for this man (and he needs more friends) so here's a starter call for richter!! uncapped for now, but selective-- these will probably be one liners or mini sized!

[eternalrecurrxnce]

".. tch. Those damned Stars pull us into this world without any regard for our lives, and then toss us out when they tire of us. Is that how this works? As if we are mere toys that can be disposed of so easily?"

It's a rare sight, seeing Richter so openly distressed-- and though vitriol bites at his words, underneath it all is a blatant, trembling fear.

[fallenconstellation]

At first, Aster is so wrapped up in his book that he doesn't quite hear what Richter's saying. It's only when he's asked to offer his hand that his attention is pulled from his studies. He knows his friend well enough by now-- this must be important.

He lays the book to the side, offering his hand with a questioning glance.

"Something else we need to talk about? You sound so serious..." Part of him worries there's more secrets to be revealed, more horrible things to have to come to terms with, and then...

"Wait, are you kidding?!" Aster's eyes light up, and he springs to his feet, eyes practically sparkling as he holds the key in Richter's hand. "Our own place?" It's a dream come true!!

"Oh man, we'll have to move all our books, but that's not too hard... I do have a lot, but we could get a truck maybe? I don't know how to drive... but maybe you could? Can you drive? Maybe if we..." he trails off, shaking his head. Now's not the time to get hung up on the details.

"Sorry, I'm just... this is all we ever wanted, y'know? We talked about a place like this for so long back in Sybak, it's kinda unreal that we're finally going to get to have it." He smiles, offering Richter a hand up.

"Of course I want to be there with you. Tell me all about it, OK? What kind of place did you get? Where is it?"

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For that brief moment of worry, it's a relief then to suddenly see Aster so excited-- and in a rare moment of unashamed joy, Richter allows himself to laugh gently at his friend's reaction. He expected nothing less than that familiar, excited exclamation; the keys in his hand gone within an instant, and the boy up on his feet in even less amount of time. Normally, perhaps the half-elf would remind Aster not to get too ahead of himself, but..

Really, Richter didn't have it in him to scold him to act as though he needed to put a lid on his excitement-- because despite that his was so quiet in comparison.. the feeling mirrored in the half-elf as well, lighting his heart up in a warm, wonderful flame.

"We have more than enough time to get all of the details sorted, but.. yes, Aster. I am indeed serious," as he took the hand offered to him, Richter couldn't help the smile that settled over his expression; softening the greens of his eyes as he stood. "The Stars are capable of having everything moved for us, so there's no need to worry on that front-- all you have to concern yourself with is where to put everything once we get there, though that is something I'm sure we can do together."

Planning where to keep their research, which room their experiments would go in and so forth-- what a wonderful opportunity to be given, to be able to simply live alongside someone you cared for.

"It is in the Sky-Strewn Isles, and it is more than a house-- the top part is an observatory, so that we may study and map the stars of this world. There's a library, and multiple rooms to use-- I've even made sure to include an extra bedroom should Emil ever come back." His voiced quieted at that, unsure if the boy would even want to join them.. but the choice was there if they could ever see each other again.

".. it does feel something close to a dream, doesn't it. But I promise it is real-- we will finally have a place to call our own, after all the years of wishing it so.. and perhaps, it will be more than we both could have ever imagined."

Letting go of the other's hand, Richter lifted his own; smoothing it across Aster's mess of blonde hair.

"Thank you for still wanting to be at my side, after everything we've gone through. No matter what happens next in our lives, I will sure to stay with you every step of the way."

[spiderstaff]

That surprises Kay. In her eyes, she assumed Richter knew everything-- so it's a shock when he seems a bit out of his element.

"I can cook some stuff. Like macaroni and eggs. And waffles!" ...when the waffle maker in the treehouse isn't broken, that is.

"Daddy says it's a kind of science. Measuring and combining stuff, like you do with spell components or chemistry."

"...I haven't taken any chemistry classes yet, though, cuz I'm only a fourth grader. So maybe we should stick to something simple." Cider scurries across the table, stealing bits of food in its mouth as they decide on a course of action.

Kay's spiramon is as energetic as the girl herself, never staying in one place for too long. If allowed, it perches on Richter, on Solstice, on the table... finally, it settles on Kay's head, chowing down on a piece of stolen candy.

"So... if you don't know how to cook, what do you usually eat? Does Mr. Aster cook, or do you just order pizza all the time?"

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"Spell components or chemistry.." the correlation seemed to strike something in Richter, bringing a few fingers to his chin in thought. It did make perfect sense-- cooking, at its bare essentials, could be considered its own scientific experiment, and while that would usually help Richter feel more like he was in his element..

".. unfortunately, these components are not ones that I am used to-- that is to say, I couldn't tell you what would go well together, or what would taste terrible. Chemistry is akin to kids play for me compared to this.." but perhaps if they started with something easy, then they could broaden their horizons-- although Richter held more hope in Kay than he did himself in that moment of time.

"Very well, then. Show me what you know, Kay-- we'll go from there. Perhaps we could pick your favourite out of the dishes you've learned to make."

.. however, that brief boost of confidence would soon fly out the window at the girl's sudden question; an undeniable twitch striking his brow as Solstice began to glow a very deep scarlet.

"...... I am choosing not to answer that question," pointedly, Richter turned away from the young drow, in hopes she wouldn't catch the look on his face; although his Spiramon was making it quite obvious how he was currently feeling. "Truthfully, Emil was the most talented in the kitchen-- Aster can make a decent meal, though I don't entirely trust him around a stove."

[lifeinpoetry]

Did you inherit a sickness? Did you blame god? Do you believe in God? Do you believe in yourself? Are you still on fire? Did you ever put out the fire?

Lisa Marie Basile, from Andalucía (via lifeinpoetry)

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"-- there's one more thing we must discuss, Aster."

As his friend poured over his books, notes between the two of them flung around the room of the boy's apartment, Richter leaned over his shoulder; motioning for the other to open the palm of his hand. When he had, a set of keys fell from Richter's fingers; the ring landing in one swift motion as a smile began to form on the half-elf's face.

"After all the time we've spent at one another's homes in this world.. I thought it might be time to find a place we can share together. One where the mess of our research won't get in anybody else's way but our own."

It was his greatest wish just to be able to see Aster again, but to be able to do this now.. something that he could only dream of during their childhood, something he could only pretend would somehow be possible.. it filled Richter with an emotion that remained completely indescribable; filling his heart with a warmth that spread across his entire body.

"That is to say.. I've had a home built for the two of us to live in. We won't have to save our stories for the next time we see each other-- nor say goodbye at the end of the night. That is, of course.. if you would like to stay with me there."

@fallenconstellation

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".. I only wish I could have done this while Emil was still here.. but at the very least, there will be a room waiting for him should he ever come back." It was a wistful happiness, but a powerful one all the same-- unable to help the almost excited pace in his step as he gripped the set of keys tightly in his hand.

[sarkazmercenary]

❝ Eh? Aww. Did ya miss me that much to notice me gone? No worries. It's all good. I'll make sure to drop by the old place for a visit now and again. Besides, why not kick up some dirt yourself? That way, if I'm their lil hostage longer than you like, you'll have a chance to be the one shipped off next time. ❞

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"You misunderstand me. If anything, I long for the time when you were not here-- the silence following your absence was a welcome change. And by all means, go back and destroy the kitchen again-- you will not find me there." Other than the obvious reason why, it was suddenly a great relief that Richter would be moving soon-- but to where, exactly, he had no plans on sharing with the woman.

".. you aren't worth the effort," perhaps to some, the idea would strike some sort of inspiration-- but for Richter, all that seemed to come forth was a quiet sort of ire. "If I must go out of my way to avoid you, then I'm content to do that instead. I have no plans to leave this place if I can help it."

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"Solstice! Now!"

With the command in place, the Spiramon leaped towards the Ofiucotot trying to get away; using a blast of Winter's Breath to keep it in place. The blizzard rushing from its mouth crystalized around the tiny android, causing it to fall over; no longer able to make an escape.

As if happy with itself, Solstice picked up the tiny robot, trotting over to its master as it purred happily. As Richter reached down to pet its head, retrieving the Ofiucotot from its jaws, the cool blue colour of their aura began to change; easing back into its natural green.

"That's one of.. many," however, it seemed their victory would only be temporary; the daunting thought of how much more they needed to catch causing a sigh to escape his lips. Placing the android in the pouch he was given, he passed his apparent partner a glance.

"I saw a group of them traversing through the tunnel up ahead-- that should be where we head to next. However, the ground here seems rather unstable; we'll have to avoid rushing through to the best of our ability."

– ☼☽;   ( @kujoutengu ) 

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"Even when they give us something, it seems the Stars are ever so eager to take it away. How irritating."

It should have been a comfort that Richter wasn't facing this maze alone, but the half-elf still seemed annoyed more than anything; the crease between his brow a clear indicator of how he felt about their current predicament. Even if this was some way to test the bond they had with their new companions, it felt like nothing more than a waste of time to him; wondering why he'd even bothered coming here in the first place.

Ah, that was right. 'You have a new friend, Richter! You should spend as much time with them as you can!' He remembered a certain someone telling him that, insisting that he get out of the house for once-- after all of this was done, he was going to have a few choice words for that person.. and perhaps an extra pile of papers to grade.

"Though, I suppose lamenting over that will get us nowhere-- our time here is rather limited. Have you any suggestions on which direction we should go in first?"

– ☼☽;   ( @curseshared ) 

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"When you asked for my help with a challenge, Kay.. this.. is not what I had in mind."

Now this was an unusual sight-- Richter Abend, the studious, no-nonsense half-elf was, in a rare moment, unsure of himself. The task before them seemed simple enough-- create a dish that would satiate the Spiramonsters before you. Participants were even given an abundance of ingredients, a multitude of choices that should have made things easy for them-- but for Richter, it was as if he was looking at something he had never seen before.

He felt his eyebrow twitch, frowning ever so slightly, as Solstice rubbed up against his leg; trying to soothe its masters anxieties, and.. embarrassment.

".... I can't cook. I've only done it once in my life. Certainly, I could prepare something and put it on a plate-- but I cannot guarantee that it will be edible." A challenge, indeed.

– ☼☽;   ( @spiderstaff ) 

[sarkazmercenary]

❝ Can't a girl catch a break or two? First they send my ass packing back home and decide they want me back just like that? I charge for this kinda treatment back home, y'know. ❞

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".. how unfortunate."

"I was rather enjoying the peace on this island without you here. Let us hope the Stars grow tired of your antics again sooner than later."

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Every time he gained some semblance of power back, it was gifted with a sense of overwhelming relief. The power to protect Aster, and all that he had grown close to in Spirale was not something Richter wanted to take for granted-- as so many things seemed to happen here out of his control. If danger came their way, then he could act without hesitation; fighting tooth and nail for the happiness he was given, yet still couldn't help believing he barely deserved.

This should not have been any different. Along with another arte, Richter could feel more of his magic flowing through his veins; even if the spell was one he had learned early on in his life, it was at least something. However..

As he entered his home one particular evening.. the half-elf could not help the overwhelming dread he felt upon seeing something waiting for him. The bag of groceries he had brought with him slipped out of his fingers without warning, emerald eyes widened, staring, at the smooth stone sitting on his dining room table.

The Sacred Stone.

.. he had longed for that artifact for.. months. Years. Here on this island, and back on Aselia. He worked tirelessly to find it, knowing it was the one thing-- the only thing-- that would help him achieve his goal.

His goal.. that had been granted here, without it.

To be with Aster. To see his smiling face again. He had that, and so much more-- so why was it here?

Knowing what he intended to do with it, and seeing it now.. it.. strangely, almost, made Richter feel sick. Even as he fought past the knot in his stomach, stepping forward to pick it up into his palm; knowing the power that lie within it, what it was capable of..

Did he truly need it here, in a world where he was given everything?

... would he need it?

Without uttering a word, Richter pocketed the stone in one swift motion; the weight in his coat unfamiliar, and almost overbearing. There was a voice in his head telling him it was useless now-- it would bring him nothing but strife, and pain to those who witnessed how it could change him. But all the same..

The thought, the knowing that it could protect those he loved, in those times of uncertainty that threatened them all-- that silenced the voice all together, snuffing it out like a dying flame.

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richter hasn't had a cat hanging around him in a long time (sorry aqua), so this event will be.. quite interesting, to say the least! there might be some getting used to with a creature that can openly display his emotions and mirror how he feels about people.. but, y'know. no need to worry about that!

in any case, this is my starter call for the event-- capping at three for the time being. these will be specifically for challenges, though if there's anything else you'd like to do, feel free to shoot me a DM!