Suns and Stardust are an interesting thing to think about. These two live in an eternal loop, Stardust gathers and breathes life into a new sun, which will eventually burn out and go out in a big display of passion turning back into Stardust that shall make an even bigger Sun. There can’t be one without the other, they’re both responsible for the continued existence of each other, but perhaps going even deeper than that they are the same thing. A single Sun could die and come back bigger, and sure, it’s made of different bits of Stardust now, but remnants of the original Sun still remain. In some ways this is the same Sun, this is the same being as before, just older and wiser. A Sun never fears disappearing into a quiet eternity, and Stardust never fears loneliness. A Sun might LOOK like it stands on its own, mighty and regal, but it only is what it is by allowing Stardust into its heart.
Sol and Chaos. Sol is often misinterpreted as just being the lawful good force of rules and order, but it’s oh so much more than that. Sol is the Magic of Community, of people coming together to form a society, or really just a group, to embellish each other’s strengths and eradicate each other’s weaknesses. Sol is the promise of warmth and support and boundaries that protect a family, be it one you were born with or one you found. Rules and order are revered amongst worshippers of Iblis, because they’re what keeps them safe, they’re what keeps them together. You’d think a force of magic so focused on societal order would reject the teachings of Chaos, right? It’s so easy to think of Chaos as something ugly just because of its name, but reality is never that straightforward, not unless you make it that way.
Chaos is not just the magic of unpredictability, uncertainty, fickleness and whimsy, no, it’s so much more. Chaos is a force of dreams, both literal and our aspirations. Anything that the individual wishes could be true, anything they yearn for and work for and seek to make a reality. The truth they seek to bring into existence. It’s constant change, it’s a child’s future, it’s wishing for power, it’s hope, it’s dreams, it’s everything because what people want is so often changing. It’s the heart’s truest deepest wish, and the hope that we might obtain it. Honestly isn’t that so beautiful? There is a very real part of the world that whispers in your ear and tells you “If you can try, you can do anything”. How could we scorn a force so big and so important?
How would one feel free to pursue their dreams if not for the support and love from a community? How would a community form if not for the dream of the people of making something beautiful together?
Fire and Wind. Their relationship is so easy to figure out. A harsh wind might put out a fireplace, but the warm air left behind is swept up in the breeze and taken outside to be free, it’s not really gone. The wind might part the leaves on a tree to let the warmth of the sun in, just as it might spread the fire that might destroy the forest. So great and powerful is their union that nothing could stop them should they together choose to turn on everything else. They could do so much harm, but they don’t, because the sun would rather shine and the breeze would rather help her reach out that beautiful light onto the rest of the world.
Blaze and Rollin. Even when they thought each other a mystery, once they took the first step to let each other in it was like being apart no longer made sense. They hold onto each other tight, burning sun and shining stardust, Sol and Chaos, Fire and Wind, Blaze and Rollin and so many different concepts and beings and names both mythical and forgotten and ancient and new. So many lives that they’ve lived together, so many worlds that they’ve been in, so many times they’ve been separated, but they always come back, and they always meet again. Rollin assures Blaze that they’ll see each other once more, and Blaze finds it so easy to believe in this wonderful dream. After everything they just remembered it’s hard to imagine a world where they could ever truly be apart.
They meet again, they fall in love, they laugh and they cry and they make it work until their final days. They die as young heroes, with a history and legacy far surpassing their current lives.
Summary: People talk a lot about how comfort and trust are the signs of true love, and that's true. Sometimes comfort and trust manifests itself through a sick freaking fight scene.
Once they got to the Sky Patrol they said hi to Tails and some of the other Freedom Fighters. Rollin followed Blaze as far away from the windows as possible, and straight into the training room. While the Sky Patrol already had a gym, knowing the numbers of Chaostouched allies that would come to join the Freedom Fighters, Tails had the foresight to make a room specifically to withstand the kind of- well, Chaos, that often came with the use of their abilities. The room itself was shaped like a perfect sphere, at least currently, the room’s shape did tend to change. The floor curved upwards as soon as it met the walls, and there was plenty of space. The walls of course curve as soon as they meet the ceiling as well.
They didn’t immediately jump into brawling. The two of them were simply stretching, it’s dangerous to get right into this stuff without warming up first after all (Blaze was still wearing heels, and Rollin was still wearing a belt, but aliens be like that). As they did this, Blaze was already thinking up a strategy, doing so was necessary when fighting Rollin after all. Usually Rollin was a powerhouse capable of taking down armies by herself no sweat, but that wasn’t always the case as Blaze has come to be aware. What Rollin displays as godlike abilities are actually the result of the bonds she’s made over the years. Back when she was a little kid Rollin relied on hit and run tactics. Rather than taking down armies she sneaked through factories, planted bombs inside said factories, and analyzed the weak points of Super Badniks while skillfully dodging and playing mental chess. As much as she might deny it, Rollin is very smart.
Nowadays though Rollin has a collection of magic items that enhance her performance. Light Speed Shoes that help her gather energy for her Boost and Light Speed Attack, her Crystal Ring that made it even easier to gather and even hoard that energy, these two things making her boost nearly unlimited. On her other hand she has the Light Ring, which gives her access to her Elemental Shields on command. Blaze remembers the first time Rollin whipped out the Flame Shield on her, she was definitely salty about that. So salty in fact that Rollin agreed to stop using her items in their personal spars, she agreed it was kind of unfair anyway. Blaze had been a little miffed at the time, so she had made no effort to hide her enviousness. She had to hone her abilities by herself, and even though that yes she’s been a powerhouse from the start, focusing more on direct attacks and creative ways to shape her flames, it was easy to see now she was very lonely. Her own boost was a result of raw magical prowess though, that’s pretty cool.
Blaze’s eyes were just focused dead on Rollin. Rollin turned around to look at Blaze right as she finished stretching, Blaze’s expression was still incredibly intense, Rollin just smiled as wide as she could. Oh wow, those are some sharp teeth. Blaze looks away while blushing.
“Ya’ ready doll?” Rollin says while standing casually and relaxed.
Blaze notes that Rollin is slouching forwards, she’s gonna start with a Spin Dash. Very subtle, but she’s learned to catch this. “Ready.”
Blaze immediately propulsed off the floor, leaving a pillar of flame as she shoots up and forwards, fully expecting to have Rollin crash into the flame she left behind. Instead of Spin Dashing however, the hedgehog girl lets herself fall forward to fall onto her palms then handsprings directly into the air, her legs pressed firmly together as her feet COLLIDE against Blaze’s chin.
“Ghrk!” Blaze’s body is sent slightly backwards, closing her eyes for a second. Her eyes open up near immediately after she starts to fall to see Rollin land on the ceiling, then immediately curl up and let herself roll down the wall. Blaze whips her body around, one hand outstretched towards the ceiling, flame shooting from her open palm shooting her faster towards the floor. Her eyes focused on Rollin as she stops right below her, Blaze crosses her arms and presses her legs together and whirls in place in the air, igniting herself in a fiery tornado.
Rollin lets herself fall backwards as Blaze lands, her momentum still going as the tornado follows her. Rollin once more handsprings from the floor and onto the wall, the tornado rolling onto the opposite wall. Blaze dispels the tornado and plants her feet on the wall for a SECOND, jumping towards Rollin who’s already curling into a ball and rapidly going down from the wall, to the floor, then to the wall Blaze just jumped from. Blaze, not even halfway into her jump, shoots flames out of her palms rapidly shooting her towards Rollin’s direction and delivering a kick to her cheek as soon as she gets to that spot.
Rollin gets shot down the left side of the wall, sliding painfully for a second, then she curls up once more and rolls diagonally. Blaze lands onto the floor and extends her hands to the side, huge fireballs shoot against the wall, the room shakes slightly, and the flames actually stay on the walls this time, then spread and outstretched until they make diagonal lines until they meet and make an X shape, cutting off Rollin’s path.
By the time this happens however Rollin had already jumped off the ceiling, delivering a direct kick to the top of Blaze’s head. The cat hisses through her teeth, then quickly lets herself fall. The momentum of Rollin’s fall keeps going, and Blaze uses the opportunity to grapple her, wrapping her arms around her stomach. Rollin tries to escape but Blaze’s hands immediately heat up.
“Whoo!” Is her reaction for some reason. She sits up, still in a bit of pain as she burns a bit. Blaze’s heat starts to ease up as she realizes Rollin is just looking at her.
“This is really fun!” Rollin says with a wide smile, still sitting on her girlfriend’s stomach.
Blaze’s face flushes up, and barely manages to get out a “Y-yeah” before Rollin kisses her.
