soul_heart | the first meeting

[She'd been very curious about the city- but they're trying to find something!

Still- seeing someone- a Primal with this much Light- it's overbearing. Yda stops, taking a deep breath, and glances at the others.]. I wasn't expecting this- were any of you? Should we say hello?

[she… well. she takes a step forward, raising a hand.]. Hi! ARe- are you Alexander?

[ The others glance back, agreeing they hadn't. But Alphinaud seems to be beginning to step back. For its' part, the Primal doesn't notice that - but does notice being spoken to.

And stares. It almost feels like multiple eyes are staring back, taking in the sight. A Sphinx with a heavy mask on, a strange unicorn-Au Ra, a demon who should be dead, and... the most normal out of them, a harpy. ] Alexander is pacified.

[Yda shifts in front of him a little- so this is the one Alphinaud fought? They're… they seem pretty weird! Even after everything they've been experiencing at home.

She fluffs up a little, gently, worried.] Pacified? So, uh. Does that mean he can't help us?

[ The Primal of Light doesn't seem to walk, but does move closer. They've got an axe, it seems, glowing as part of them. But for now, they watch. ] ...I can help you.

[ Papalymo shoots Yda a look, and a whisper. ] Watch out - I think it's planning something!

[That's… kind of impressive and still pretty spooky!] Help…? Help how? I mean, we haven't even told you who we're looking for!

[she gives Papalymo a nod, keeping her eyes on the Primal.]. I- really, I don't want to hurt you! Or be hurt, really.

Don't lie! [ There's almost a bit of desperation in the voice of the Primal. Almost sounding... Spoken. But it fades. ] Please...

I can see Diabolos with you. And besides, you're all-- you're Voidsent.

I'm not! I- I mean this place is really nice and all- [she does want to nibble a bit] -but I just want to get her home.

Um. Yes? And you're a Primal?

Who. I could-- [ They say, moving closer. Staring. But then frowning... and snarling. ]

I am not a Primal. Well, I am, but I'm not dangerous.

You can't- uh, I guess not, if you're asking. [she flutters her wings a little, edging back.]

Well- you're pretty good at looking it though! But that's- it's possible here. Right? We're not trying to cause trouble either!

I can't let you go. Any o-of you. [ There's that stutter again - but they swing their axe. Light is bleeding from it. And-- huh. They whisper as they strike. ]

I'm sorry.

But-

[she knows they have the axe, but she's still slow to get out of the way, taking a bad blow.]

I jsut want to get her back- I don't want to fight you.

[…she'll try, if she has to- getting ready with her fists. Oh- she doesn't like this, but maybe. If they can get this Primal down enough to stop fighting…]

You're all-- you're all so angry. I don't want... [ His voice grows angrier, as he watches her bleed. As he watches her injury, and begins to limp forward.

Until Urianger blocks his path, still masked. Tails swishing. ] This Primal is confusing... are you okay? [ His voice is a growl, but the Primal seems to pause. Clear for a punching? Yes. ]

We're just trying to find her! [she's. kind of angry now, though.

She reaches out to Urianger for a moment.]. I will be. [she's just going to take that opportunity to strike.]. Get back!

[ The Primal flickers, seeming to wince at her anger? This isn't going well for Cordis, who can feel himself being manipulated. The being appears more flickering, almost seems to grow larger, before he's struck.

Her punch was violent, and it gave the Primal pause. He moved back, yes. But he snarled, body trembling. ] I won't let Voidsent claim anybody. Nobody-- nobody has to be lost! Not again... [ Their voice shifts. Cordis is still trying to fight it, but... these others think of him as a Primal. Especially Diabolos, who remembers before - and is terrified.

Angellic wings seem to appear from the beast, multiple wings. ]

[She half thinks she's not going to hit for a moment- and then she does.

She shakes herself out, fluffing up.] I'm not taking anyone who isn't mine!

[That… that's intimidating again, and she backs away a step or two, before fluffing up her own wings, trying to seem bigger too.]

Nothing here is yours, fiend! They're all under My protection...!! [ They don't seem intimidated, though they've stilled their axe for a moment. Why? ] I'll kill you. [ There's nothing of that warmth left, as he seems to be charging an attack. Leaving them open.

...but what is that sound, that clicking of gears? ]

[she lets out a pained cry.] She's my sister-! [she swivels her head for a moment, wondering- but she darts forward. Trying to prevent that strike, because- she imagines they're set to cleave her apart.]

[ There seems to be a pause from the Primal. But the anger and fear is overwhelming, and Cordis can't ask about it.

It's lucky, then, that Yda managed to knock the Steel Cyclone out of rotating, knocking the Primal over for a moment. What now? ]

[She's going to try to push them over, to sit on them. That- that'll keep them from having to fight more, right? But she's frustrated and scared, too.]

Please- I just need to find LLyse- our Lyse- and get her home.

[ Their body feels like pure light, but it's solid - and can be sat on. They look up, still struggling a little. ] She-- the only one is-- the only Lyse is-- We won't let you harm Nymeia! [ ...whoops. cordis hasnt been kept in loop. But Urianger is also gonna pile on, lay on, as Alphinaud still is ready to attack. ]

[Weird. She reaches out to touch their body carefully- feeling them out.] Nymeia- wait, she's- Lyse here is- Nymeia? I'm- I'm not going to hurt her, that's gotta be a bad idea. [messing with fate? nnnnnno.]

…so where's ours?

[ The Primal still hisses, still struggling. ] I don't have anything of yours! None of us do! [ ...they seem confident in this. It doesn't seem to notice the clicking getting louder. But yet, the beast is looking at them. Trying to move to touch these others, weapon vanishing. ]

But- she came here, right? Igeyorhm said…

…oh. [it was their souls that swapped, right?]. Um- have you seen her lately?

[she reaches out to touch them- giving the others an encouraging look. it seems like they're okay for right now.]

...I haven't had time-- what did you do to her. She's already suffered enough!

[ poor, poor cordis. Of course he thinks they're hurt her. But his voice is weakening. ] There's not enough time...

Nothing!! Nothing! She's cute, she's nice, I like her! [which maybe sounds bad, but. well. she does.]

Enough time for what?

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