unfavorableinstigation: It is dark, but Nita is inside reading a book. (Dark)
unfavorableinstigation ([personal profile] unfavorableinstigation) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2020-08-02 09:15 am

I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take.

Who: Nita and YOU. Preferably close CR, but anyone can stop by.
Where: Quiet Car, second floor, a room near the front of the carriage.
When: Middle half of Grasshopper; post-platform, pre-event.
What: A(n ex-) wizard retreats. Some may come to reprimand, some to console, some just to find out WTF happened.
Warnings: ... Discussion of what's basically psychic assault in this log, folks. Mind your headspace!


After the platform, Nita retreated into herself. That was the best way to describe it; she could not be 'booked' in one of these rooms the same way she could have been in the Medical Car, but she spent as much time as she could in just the one room, not speaking unless spoken to, not leaving except to go to the restroom or fetch another journal.

No matter when one arrived to check on her, she would be either resting - staring off into space more than actually sleeping - or writing.

Some of the words were crossed out, as if she had had a tough time finding the right ones, but the writing looked to be formal in nature. A report. And, most notably, it was in English, not the alien curves of the Speech.

If she had to live with her actions, Nita figured, the least she could do was explain them - and explain why they were wrong.

Mostly, though, what encompassed her mind was the emptiness of it all. She couldn't even be angry now.

Fitting.
emerald_mirror: (and if I had a dollar bill)

[personal profile] emerald_mirror 2020-08-03 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander takes a moment, rubbing his face a little, but then chuckles a bit.

"Okay, so, let me tell you guys a story, then. About what happens when my kind of magic user goes through their Ordeal. Maybe that'll help you understand a bit, too."

He shifts his wings a bit, and then leans against one of the windows, tilting his head forward slightly so Cottonball doesn't find herself smushed against the window. She seems to have calmed, more intent on napping than anything else.

"So, one of the things Elemental Masters can do is bind their elementals to them, but both our mother and our teacher, the Firemaster Carlson? They don't believe in binding. Why? Because a servant might tell you if you're messing up, but a friend? A friend is likely to tell you, right? So, as a precaution, we always do a circle of protection, but we call our Elementals the first time with no binding, and then after, since they're friends, we don't need one. But there's always a danger in doing that, regardless of your element. I chalked out my circle responsibly, we all checked it...and when I called my Fauns the first time, it both took a while, because they're shy little guys, but also...Earth, while being enduring and patient, can also lead to sloth on the dark path. I almost fell asleep waiting, and I sure was slow in asking them to be my friends and helpers, but Carlson made a comment about me to my mother that...was kind of rude. Snapped me right out of that languor, though. I suspect Alex had much of the same, but he's declined to share his potential embarrassment. That's just how he is, though."

Xander chuckled again a bit at that memory. In retrospect, Carlson had been right to do it, but it was still embarrassing at the time.

"We kinda know what we're all supposed to be doing with our powers here, but there's still an aspect of...performing like a trapeze artist without a net, right? I don't have any Masters to tell me I'm doing the right thing or stop me if I'm about to mess up, and I suspect it's the same for you guys. So we have to support each other when we can. I...didn't do a really good job of that, either, so I mean. While it's not on me to fix things...it is on me because I kind of feel like I let you down in the 'being a friend' department. So yeah, that's on me to help you. Because I think I can. Because I am your friend! So...yeah." He's feeling a bit awkward, but Xander shrugs and spreads his hands. "What I can do, and whatever you need me for? I'm there."
emerald_mirror: (are you on the square?)

[personal profile] emerald_mirror 2020-08-03 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander laughed at that, then. "Yeah I bet! I mean, I was...um. Created, I guess you'd say? On a world with magic, but it was still an entirely different story when I got told I could do magic, right?"

He nodded. "My mom, Jade, and one of her friends and colleagues--that's Carlson. They've been friends for a long time." And Carlson was one of the reasons he could at least talk to fire elementals...

And Nita's words have him nodding again. "Yeah. That's all we can do. We're all in this together--some of us are more reluctant than others, and that's okay. Some of us are more messed up than others, too! I've sure got my own hangups, even though I try not to let them hold me back too much. We've all got our own problems, even without the train. All we can do is try to help each other through it."

And as an aside to the peridexis: "And at least in my case, since I can sense you...if you need someone to talk to, I'm just an empath, but if you can contact me, we can have a chat. I don't want an upgrade to my power set or anything like that--no Wizardry for me, thank you!--but I'm putting my money where my mouth is. If you and Nita are gonna be a package deal again--I hope you are--you both get the same friendship. Even if you're less talkative."

Man, he's really been talking too much--but at least it seems to have helped?
emerald_mirror: (solemn)

[personal profile] emerald_mirror 2020-08-03 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
He grins at the magic part, and then once Nita goes on to mental health, Xander just shrugs.

"Mostly I've got self-esteem issues, and most of it comes from being a clone," he explains, turning up his right wrist so Nita can see the tattoo there. "I don't get down on myself too much, and I mostly joke a bit about it these days, but..."

'I don't think I need to take real help away from people,' is what he doesn't say. Then again, these days? Xander's positive there are enough people who know him, if they noticed he were in some sort of downward spiral, they'd march him to...the door of his own cabin.

"Glorfindel's a good guy though. Sometimes I think he helps just by existing. He's my roommate." And Xander liked the elf, even if he wasn't always a chatterbox at him.

His brows went up at the peridexis. "Well, that's good to know. There's something about being overwhelmed by too much, right? But you're not exactly forcing me to have a conversation! If you need me, I'll be there. I already said as much, I try to be a man of my word!"
emerald_mirror: (are you on the square?)

[personal profile] emerald_mirror 2020-08-03 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, Nita. She's gonna have him laughing again, normal or no! But first, he nods in agreement with her in regards to Glorfindel. And he does at least have the good sense to leave well enough alone. He could be two for two, but he hardly has to gloat about it!

But then Xander laughs, and shrugs. "You'd be surprised at how often I watch someone eat. Usually it's her," he says, pointing to Cottonball. "But she's not the only one."

Though if he admitted to just who he was watching eat these days, he'd probably get stabbed...

"You don't have to worry. I come from a place with a big family, even if they're not exactly my family? I'm used to hanging out and being chill while someone enjoys a meal. Don't worry about it."

Xander certainly wouldn't be!