( KENOS ) COMMUNION.

[appeale]

come on, wake up.	you have to be careful.
don't make mistakes.	you know how quickly kindness can turn into violence.

( CODE BY WHAMBAM )

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BACKDATED TO LATE WARQU, PRE-BEACH.

[redsoil]

[ — the point where Communion violently begins is born from the sense of intimate connection developed between two individuals.

It is very obviously a burning, bright thing from Set, whose mind scatters into the corners of those he has forged some sort of companionship with — for duty, for responsibility, for fun, for solemn vow. What arrives is the briefest sense of rising disorientation, woven through with a burst of wrath and grief so white-hot that it might char flesh from bone within seconds, shot through with rapture and the whiplash of love. It rises like a dying, murderous sun ( like Meridian ) — stifling and acute and suffocating — only to be tempered within seconds, by the cool, crisp wash of the dark sea ( like Zenith ), tempered and soothed with all edges laid flat once more.

The Communion plunges into quiet and calm, like a great, purring beast, and ends as abruptly as it began. ]

[appeale]

?!

[ the wordless reaction this garners from Rudbeckia is akin to a startled animal – and it is very apparent that the only reason she doesn't figuratively bolt is because it's from Set. nothing about the feelings she receives seem as though they were intended for her, which means this was likely sent out through sheer reflex, an alarm sounding so loudly it echoes throughout Set's mind along the entwined threads of their Communion. ]

??????

[ her first response is simply a nudge, though she cannot smother the spike of anxiety, the way it hisses and screeches and seethes in the background noise of her existence. there is a thread of concern, too, thin but strong as steel; a fear of harm coming to Set, whether it is a feeling rooted in care or self-preservation. ]

Set, are you alright? You don't have to tell me anything, just, if you're okay...

[redsoil]

[ the furbies have set one another off i see ]

Ah.

[ It takes some time before Set is able to return to Ruby's mind and alight upon it. He carries with him the innate cool, crisp atmosphere of Zenith's night air, the faint scent of the Lady upon him — soothing Meridian's energetic poison, as if he's taken a dose of medicine to ward off the fever. With her, it is easy to follow the thread of her attentiveness back, as if slithering out of the labyrinth and into her cool embrace. ]

— we are uninjured, Ruby. Liem and I found something we sought, and. It was a lot to observe. I had so many questions and thoughts, all at once.

[ And like the desert sands, he had scattered to the vast corners of those he felt the greatest connection with, carried to them. ]

[appeale]

[ Ruby settles easily at his reassurance, cradling his presence against her in a gentle hold. ]

I see.

[ it isn't that she lacks interest in the details – her attention circles him like a cat winding around his ankles, but she does not dare elevate her curiosity into anything purposeful. Set knows, already, that she has been utterly robbed of her voice. this is a situation where she couldn't say anything even if she wanted to. she must not express a desire to know more, she must not be so impertinent. she mustn't ever ask questions. ]

I'm glad you're both safe... and I'm happy you found what you were looking for. [ no matter what that may actually be. if it's good for Set, then it's good for her. ] Do you need anything? I was going to head back to the Matrona's manor soon, but I'm still at the shrine now.