#fartha

[rev0lverluvr]

[rev0lverluvr]

[archaicgeists]

What does Fartha think of this torture going on?

* I don’t approve of it..But I can’t stop him once he’s begun.

* He won’t get away with it either I know that much..I just hope it won’t lead to something terrible down the line..

* I’m worried about that SP fellow to be truthful..Geist shouldn’t give him further reasons to attack but..there doesn’t seem to be much of a chance of things changing between them at this stage.

[archaicgeists]

[ Hours had flown in mere seconds..but the hard part was done at last..

Quenched and ready, all the molds needed were their ingredients and time to sit and procure..Geist found himself now sitting at one of his lab tables, a mortar and pestle and a array of other tools close at hand for the next stage.. His Daemon, Fartha had come down some time ago, drawn by her counterparts workings and ideas. ]

* I still say you could use other materials for this dear, as heartfelt as it is...It’s a bit morbid.

* ...You say that as if most of my works can’t be considered morbid. I’m marrying a skeleton for pete’s sake, I can make it a great deal more morbid and you know it.

* ...point taken. I just don’t like my role in this..But it saves us both time so..I’ll play along.

* let’s get started then.

[ Without further delay he takes a knife to sever two of his fingers into the grinding bowl..his pinkey and the adjacent finger.. He winces at the pain momentarily, watching the bones become dust of sorts..not in the magical sense..but bone dust all the same.

A few other ingredients are added to help keep it’s form in the molds, a strange paste is made and gently poured into the mold and sealed tight. With the first half done he looks to Fartha to assist with the second half. ]

* Just the finger yes?

* Mhm, I only need a few drops..

* Alright.

[ Moments pass as his pointer finger becomes flesh and blood, pricked shortly after a few drops are shed into a stranger looking mold that glows eerily once it’s given it’s materials.

He leaves the bloodstained mold to sit as his fingers regrow and lose their flesh, the first mold is placed back into the forge and nestled into the glowing coals to bake.

The ring will be finished in a few hours. ]

[archaicgeists]

hey. hey fartha, i guess you can say you and claudia are... /soul mates?/

* Hmhm~ I think you’d be right about that.

* Claudia is quite the darling soul, I wouldn’t rather be with anyone else right now..Though I’m sure there might be others I wouldn’t mind meeting.

[archaicgeists]

[ Hours and hours later a familiar form had finally completed it’s reformation, it’s owner having long since fallen asleep during the process from exhaustion. A small daemon finally finished with her task had curled up beside him, head resting in his lap..

Geist slowly woke up, blinking some as his mind and body reconnected fully..Fartha sensing his movement let out a soft yawn before sitting up. ]

* Well now dear, how’s it feel to be back among the living?

* ....To save time I’ll go with a new standard..I feel like shit.

* Mnh...that’s to be expected, you did become fully human and then die a hour later..Let’s not try that again shall we? Puts a hard strain on me and you know that....Give any thought to what we talked about last night?

* .......a little bit....I...guess you do have a point, unfortunately.

* See? Was it so hard to admit you enjoy having close relations again? Much as you deny it dear, you’re still human..

* don’t remind me..I already admitted to..well having a definitive fondness for a few people here.. That should be enough to satisfy you..

* It does in some regards..What do you plan on doing however?

* ....I suppose I should..try and talk to Nix about it....as much as I dread having that conversation, nothing can happen until it does..But not today, I don’t think I even have the strength to get up right now.

* Mnh, probably for the best if you take a day off, the Void won’t mind. It’ll give you time to think of what to say.

[ With that she laid her head back down..moments would pass before a hand would move to gently stroke her back. ]

[archaicgeists]

An Introspection of the SOUL

[ After what felt like hours of intolerable pain and discomfort it finally ebbs into a silent peace..

Fartha senses a presence return to her at last and huffs, getting up from her position on the floor with a tired stretch as a soft lilac flame slowly whorled into being above her. ]

* So...do you feel better after making a damn fool of yourself like that dear? I thought you weren’t going to go throwing your life away over silly things...

* ᵘᵍʰ⋅⋅ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ʳᵘᵇ ˢᵃᶫᵗ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘᶰᵈˢ﹖ ᴵ ᵃᶫʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʰᵃᶫᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ⱽᵒᶦᵈ ᶦᵗˢᵉᶫᶠ ᵇᵉʳᵃᵗᶦᶰᵍ ᵐᵉ ᵈᵃᶦᶫʸ⋅⋅ᴵ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᶰᵉᵉᵈ ᵐʸ ᵒʷᶰ ˢᵒᵘᶫ ᵃᵈᵈᶦᶰᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶦᵗ⋅

[ The voice from the flame sounded...weaker than normal and almost outright exhausted feeling..Still the strange daemon had enough energy to move back upstairs to sit in the couch pit, the next several hours would be taxing on them both.

They could spend it talking if she had anything to say about it. ]

* I don’t but how often do I get the chance to talk to you? Those little greyfaces beings gave me quite a boon.. I think it’s time you and I had a heart to heart.

* ⋅⋅⋅⋅⋅⋅ᵈᵒ ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ᶜʰᵒᶦᶜᵉ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ﹖ ᶜᵃᶰ ᴵ ᵃᵗ ᶫᵉᵃˢᵗ ʳᵉᶠᵒʳᵐ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉʰᵃᶰᵈ﹖

* You and I both know you’d run off the second you were able to. And this needs to be said.

* ⋅⋅⋅⋅ᶠᶦᶰᵉ ᵗʰᵉᶰ⋅ ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃᶰᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉ﹖

[ As they talk the...well virtually destroyed space finally catches Geist’s attention..a strange sound escapes him seeing it all..]

* ⋅⋅⋅ᵒʰ ᵍᵒᵈˢ⋅⋅⋅ᴰᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵗᵉᶫᶫ ᵐᵉ ᴰᵒᶜᵗᵒʳ ᵃᶫʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ᵍᵒᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ⋅⋅⋅⋅ʷᵃˢ⋅⋅ʷᵃˢ ᶦᵗ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᶰᵉᶜᵉˢˢᵃʳʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵈᶦᵉ﹖ ⋅⋅⋅ᶦˢ ᵖᵃᵗʰᵒˢ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵃᶫʳᶦᵍʰᵗ﹖

* Mn? Yes yes, your friend’s fine if not shaken up..I didn’t hear any screams before you came so I suppose you bought him just enough time.. Your death wasn’t pointless you daft bastard, stop thinking that.

* But that is what I wanted to talk with you about. What drove you to make that choice, to save him at the cost of your own self?

* ⋅⋅ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵉᵃᶰ "ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵈʳᵒᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ"﹖ ⋅⋅⋅ᴾᵃᵗʰᵒˢ ʳᵉᑫᵘᶦʳᵉᵈ ᵃˢˢᶦˢᵗᵃᶰᶜᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵃᵛᵒᶦᵈ ᵃ ᵖᵉʳᵐᵃᶰᵉᶰᵗ ᵈᵉᵐᶦˢᵉ ᵃᵗ ᴰᵒᶜ'ˢ ʰᵃᶰᵈˢ⋅ ᴴᵉ'ˢ ᵃ ᵛᵃᶫᵘᵃᵇᶫᵉ ᶜᵒᶫᶫᵉᵃᵍᵘᵉ, ᴵᵈ ʰᵃᵗᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ᵃᶰʸᵗʰᶦᶰᵍ ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ᵇᵉᶦᶰᵍ ᵉᵃᵗᵉᶰ ᵃᶫᶦᵛᵉ ᵇʸ ᵃ ᶠʳᶦᵉᶰᵈ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉᶰ ᵗᵒ ʰᶦᵐ⋅⋅

* And yet you knew letting yourself die again would bring you closer to what you fear the most when making that choice...What does that tell you?

* ᵀʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ᵈᵉˢᵖᶦˢᵉ ᵐʸˢᵉᶫᶠ ᵉᶰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗᵒ ʳᶦˢᵏ ˢᵘᵇʲᵉᶜᵗᶦᶰᵍ ᵐʸˢᵉᶫᶠ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵐᵒᵗᶦᵒᶰᵃᶫ ᵗᵒʳᵗᵘʳᵉ⋅⋅ᵃˢ ʷᵉᶫᶫ ᵃˢ ᵖʰʸˢᶦᶜᵃᶫ ᵗᵒʳᵗᵘʳᵉ﹖

* Besides that you smartassed bastard. Think for a moment past your own self depreciation would you. It means you care for the gangly little fuck.

* ⋅⋅⋅⋅ˢᵒ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶦᶠ ᴵ ᵈᵒ﹖ ᴴᵉ'ˢ⋅⋅⋅ˢᵒᵐᵉʷʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵉᵖᵉᶰᵈᵃᵇᶫᵉ, ᵉᵃˢʸ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵃᶫᵏ ᵗᵒ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵃ ᵖᵒʷᵉʳᶠᵘᶫ ᶠᶦᵍʰᵗᵉʳ⋅ ᴵᵗ'ˢ ʰᵃʳᵈ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵍʳᵒʷᶦᶰᵍ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗᵃᵇᶫᵉ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ ʰᶦᵐ, ʰᵉ ʰᵃˢ ᵃ ˢᵗʳᵃᶰᵍᵉ ᶰᵃᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʲᵘˢᵗ⋅⋅⋅ᵐᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵐᵉ ᶠᵉᵉᶫ ᵃᵗ ᵉᵃˢᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵈᵃʸˢ⋅

* That’s putting it lightly..You’ve come to care for him and all the strangeness he bears....it’s almost sweet honestly. I could even say you’d care for him like a younger sibling yes?

* ...............

* I’ll take that as a yes then, you can’t hide anything from me dear. I am you, and you are me..I know how you truly feel about them...About Pathos, Umbra and all those others you’ve come to “begrudgingly endure”.

* I know you’re scared deep down....Scared of what may happen should you let them see all of you..Scared of letting yourself get attached again like when we were whole..

* ᵖᶫᵉᵃˢᵉ ˢᵗᵒᵖ⋅⋅⋅⋅ᴵ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ʷᵃᶰᵗ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉᵃʳ ᵗʰᶦˢ⋅⋅ᶰᵒᵗ ᶰᵒʷ⋅

* Hush now. You know full well it won’t be like it was..you won’t lose them so easily..They can defend themselves..It’s alright to let them in, to see your true self like it was before.

* ᴵ ᶜᵃᶰ'ᵗ⋅⋅⋅⋅

* ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ˢᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶜᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᵍᵒ ʷʳᵒᶰᵍ⋅⋅⋅ᴵ'ᵐ ᶰᵒᵗ⋅⋅⋅⋅⋅ᴵ'ᵐ ᶰᵒᵗ ʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵃᵗ, ᵖᶫᵉᵃˢᵉ⋅⋅⋅⋅⋅ᵖᶫᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ⋅⋅⋅

* ....You know I won’t. But it may happen one day and you won’t be able to stop it..Being able to feel again won’t be all bad dear, just think of how nice it’d be to tell them all how much you cherish them..

* ⋅⋅⋅ᵐʰᶰ⋅⋅

* It’d probably help with..what was his name again? ..Right, this “Cubesy” fellow you keep thinking about now and again..You two seem to have a lot in common..It would be nice if you stopped scaring yourself into thinking it’s wrong.

* ⋅⋅ʷ⁻ʷʰᵃᵗ﹖ ᴺᵒ ᶰᵒ⋅⋅⋅ᴵ'ᵐ⋅⋅ᶰᵍʰʰ⋅⋅ᴵ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵏᶰᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ˢᵃʸ ᵗᵒ ʰᶦᵐ⋅⋅ᴵ ᶠᵉᵉᶫ ᵒᵈᵈ ᵏᶰᵒʷᶦᶰᵍ ʷᵉ'ʳᵉ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ˢᵉᵉᶦᶰᵍ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ⋅⋅⋅ᵃᶰᵈ ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉᶰ'ᵗ ᵗᵃᶫᵏᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᴺᶦˣ ˢᶦᶰᶜᵉ⋅⋅ʷᵉᶫᶫ ᴵ ᵇᵉᵃᵗ ʰᶦᵐ ᵘᶰᶜᵒᶰᶜᶦᵒᵘˢ⋅⋅⋅⋅

* That was a might bit stupid of you I admit..You had that beating Cubesy gave you shortly afterwards coming.

* ⋅⋅⋅⋅ᴵ ᵃᵈᵐᶦᵗ ᶦᵗ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵗᵘᵖᶦᵈ⋅⋅ᵃᶰᵈ ᴵ ˢᵘᵖᵖᵒˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵃᵗᶦᶰᵍ ᴵ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳʷᵃʳᵈˢ ʷᵃˢ ʲᵘˢᵗᶦᶠᶦᵉᵈ⋅ ᴵ ᶠᵉᵉᶫ⋅⋅⋅ᶰᵉʳᵛᵒᵘˢ ᵃʳᵒᵘᶰᵈ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᶰᵒʷ, ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵃᵐᶰᵉᵈ ᶦᶰᶜᶦᵈᵉᶰᵗ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᴾᵉᶰᵘᵐᵇʳᵃ ʲᵘˢᵗ⋅⋅⋅⋅ᴵ ˢʰᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᵒᶠ ʰᵃᵈ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᶜᵒᶰᵗʳᵒᶫ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸˢᵉᶫᶠ ᵗʰᵉᶰ⋅⋅⋅ᴬᶰᵈ ʸᵉᵗ ᴵ ʷᵒᵘᶰᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵏᶦˢˢᶦᶰᵍ ᵒᶰᵉ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵇᵉᵈᵈᶦᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ⋅⋅⋅

* So you do care for Cubesy then? I’m sure it’ll work out just fine once you move past all that..Just talk to Nix and see what he feels about it..

* ⋅⋅⋅⋅ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵒᶰᵉˢᵗᶫʸ ᵗʰᶦᶰᵏ ᶦᵗ'ᵈ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵉᵃˢʸ﹖ ᵀᵒ ˢᶦᵐᵖᶫʸ ᵃˢᵏ ᵃ ᵐᵃᶰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵉᵃᵗ ᵘᶰᶜᵒᶰˢᶜᶦᵒᵘˢ⋅⋅ᶦᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵒᵘᶫᵈ ᵖᵒᵗᵉᶰᵗᶦᵃᶫᶫʸ ᵗʳʸ ᵈᵃᵗᶦᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃᶰ ᵗʰᵉʸ'ʳᵉ ˢᵖᵒᵏᵉᶰ ᶠᵒʳ﹖

* Well why not court all three of them? You didn’t seem to mind when they were Penumbra, why should it be a bother now? You can’t be scared over such trivial things forever..The worst that could happen is that they say no and you both move on..

* ᴳᵒᵈˢ ᵈᵉᶫᶦᵛᵉʳ ᵐᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵐᵃᵈᶰᵉˢˢ⋅⋅⋅⋅ᴵ'ᵈ ᵈʳᵒᵖ ᵈᵉᵃᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵉᵐᵇᵃʳʳᵃˢˢᵐᵉᶰᵗ ᵃᶫᵒᶰᵉ ᵗʳʸᶦᶰᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵃˢᵏ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵒᶰᶫʸ ᶜᵘᵇᵉˢʸ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴺᶦˣ ᵃˢ ʷᵉᶫᶫ⋅⋅⋅ᵂʰʸ ᵃʳᵉ ʷᵉ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵗᵃᶫᵏᶦᶰᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵐʸ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᶫᶦᶠᵉ﹖﹖

* Because you clearly think about it alot when you have the time to..Being confused and irate at yourself is fine and dandy, but honestly Gaene.. You can be happy if you want to. And I mean truly happy..

* ....................................

* I’ll let the matter drop for now Gaene..just give what I said some thought is all I ask.

[ Content with what at least got talked about she rests her head on the cushions, letting her focus rest solely on reformation. The small lilac flame has grown a bit bigger since they talked.. ]

[archaicgeists]

well i'll let u know fartha, you're familiar with umbra since he's dating geist of course- umbra. miiiiight look a little different now. he made a deal with the proverbial devil

* Mnh..I know of him, shame I haven’t gotten a chance to talk to him or this “Cubesy” that pops up now and again yet....

* A deal with the devil huh? Gods preserve me you conscious beings get into a great deal of trouble on your own hm?

* You might want to refrain from telling me all the details just yet..Geist can hear what we say since we’re linked..

[ Fartha directs your gaze towards a soft lilac flame nearby, seems that might be the resident Lich while he’s busy being reformed for now..You could almost hear a soft voice coming from it.. ]