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Peridot had been watching Moonstone intently, even daring to take a step closer to the frightened gem, but when Moonstone looked at her with intense eyes, Peridot stepped back as if the other gem had slapped her.
“I–!” she stopped short, choosing her next words carefully. Moonstones had telepathic abilities, but this one seemed to be damaged and on the verge of corruption, so there was a chance that she wouldn’t notice if she was being lied to. However, it was extremely risky. Peridot decided that telling the truth in a deceptive light was a better idea than an outright outlandish lie that she couldn’t even convince herself of. “…I don’t know many details,” she began with a truth, “But I do know that the war was won. There were heavy casualties, but I can help you try to find your comrades. B-but,” she dared to take another step closer to the distressed gem, again reaching out her finger units cautiously, “I can’t help you if you’re corrupted. You–you look–y-you seem to be on the verge of corruption.” Peridot’s eyes darted around, taking in every detail of their surroundings and calculating things that could possibly be of help. Looking at the cliffs surrounding them, Peridot couldn’t help but think that if she needed to, she could cause a rockslide with the weapon on her limb enhancers to either destroy the physical form of this Moonstone, or shatter her if need be. But that was a last resort, and not something that she wanted to do–not when this was the only gem within lightyears of her. Well, other than the incubating cluster…
Shoving the thought of the cluster aside, she continued to look around. There was a deep groove in one of the cliff faces as if there was once a waterfall there. However, from the growth of trees and evidence of small rockslides indicated that water hadn’t flowed there for thousands of years. Following the path with her eyes, she saw that the water once fell into a sort of basin, which then poured itself into the fountain and from there flowed out of the fountain and into a stream that ran down the gully. But besides this, perhaps the most useful piece of information was the ruins of what used to be a large pink rhombus in the middle of the fountain–they symbol of Pink Daimond.
“I–I think…” Peridot said carefully, “Do you rememb– No, never mind, don’t think about it. I think that this fountain used to poses healing properties when it was running. Pink D– No, never mind, don’t think about that either.” She took a deep breath and tried to focus her thoughts. “Listen, what’s important is that I think that if we can get the water running in this fountain again, it will help you.” Her slanted brows furrowed, she hoped that her babbling wasn’t confusing or stressing out Moonstone, who was clearly already under way too much stress already, “Can you control water…?” she asked hesitantly.
Moonstone was hardly paying attention to Peridot at first, still obsessed with trying to suck out any information she could from the ground with her hands, becoming ever more frantic as the multitudes of emotions and pain spoke back to her. Nothing that made much sense, nothing that clarified what had happened, just that it had been terrible. In her condition, and so overwhelmed by these latent energies, she would not have known if Peridot were lying to her at least not at first. Though what the other gem said about the result of the war struck Moonstone as nothing but the truth, and simply confirming what the earth itself was trying to tell her. The streaks on her skin pulsed and gave off alternating blue and white colors as she stared at Peridot with her hand over her veiled mouth, her eyes spilling over with tears. She was just assuming this, but from what the earth told her and the way Peridot delivered the news, she assumed that the winners of this war were not on her Diamond’s side. She immediately thought of all the countless lives that must have been lost or destroyed, on both sides. She realized she had been left behind...if the rebellion had been squashed, she would have been back home by now. The pain and conflict she felt from her surroundings felt so immediate and vivid, it didn’t even occur to her that that war had ended so, so long ago.
She could not process all this, the corruption being partly to blame for her struggle. Thoughts piled up onto themselves like layers, with static in between each one. She was drowning in information she could not parse; at least her mind was able to kick in a sort of fail safe for just such times: she shoved much of these thoughts into the back of her mind, to consider later. She could not quite put it all away, and could not get Blue’s face out of her mind or the fear that she had somehow failed her, but was at least able to calm down and be able to hear Peridot. She could not stop crying, though; at least hers was a soft, gentle cry that didn’t interfere with her listening.
She clutched herself by the shoulders and looked down when Peridot suggested she was corrupted, refusing to believe it, though she knew something was wrong. Cracked, perhaps, or sick from being in stasis for so long, something, anything but that! She could see the streaks on her skin, glowing angrily in response to her inner turmoil, but just did not want to accept it. It would mean not being able to return home if true, unless she could be healed. But she’d never heard of a corrupted gem being healed, not fully...
Of course she immediately thought of the things Peridot told her not to think about; now Pink Diamond was vivid and alive in her mind, and her tears gushed anew at the old grief of her mistress. Just another batch of feelings to mercilessly stamp down for her own sanity. “Water?” she asked, as if she had forgotten what that even was. She gnashed her teeth and began beating her head with the heel of her hand, because she knew she had some memories of this she couldn't quite access. She could see snatches of memories of herself manipulating water...but how? She was able to project herself, in her mind, into one of these memories to try to figure out what she was doing. She whined bitterly because Blue was there in her memory, and she could feel--was almost lost in--the Diamond’s carefully watching gaze as she was waist deep in clear, cool water. The water was not moving, did not even ripple around her body as it would any other interfering substance somehow. She felt her body grow cold very quickly and a vice like grip squeeze around her hips--the water was freezing in her memory. By her hand somehow. However the feeling was so vivid she screamed in panic and pain, forgetting for a moment that this was just a memory and not reality. Quickly scrambling to recover her senses so she could answer Peridot, she practical shouted, “Ice! I-I-I can freeze it...I think...and...and heat it as well.” She shot her tear stained eyes up at the other gem. “At least....at least I could. Before.”
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