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[video] Tribute to Lamufao

[Someone is placing their SFC with great care, so that it catches a ring of people standing near the core cluster of the coral growth in the Plaza, and it's only when Death the Kid stoops to speak into it that he can be seen.]

We will begin shortly. Zelda, should anything happen, this transmission will report on our behalf.

[He almost adds something, but the grim reaper straightens up, turns precisely on a heel, and strides back to join the others -- Shirley Fennes and Shiro Fujimoto are clearly visible, and to the other side stands Marie Mjolnir. Kid addresses those gathered, but what he says isn't audible.

Apparently it means to begin, because Shirley begins employing Healing Artes with the sprawling growth of the coral as her target, while the others have their heads bowed in concentration.

One of the stripes in Kid's hair lifts off his head, gradually expanding to connect like a halo around his head. This is followed by the second. The third is the slowest to catch up, but by now the plaza has started to rumble, the image swapping now between being washed out with light and, more frequently, bursts of static.

The roar transmitted by the SFC could simply be a result of audio distortion, or the energy being poured into Lamufao by their combined efforts is so great the air itself screams.

Eventually, there is nothing but static at all to see. Those with the ability to sense spiritual energy at range may have felt a massive sphere of condensed energy gathering at the coral, and then abruptly winking out. When the image returns, the Plaza is still there, the barrier looks more reliable than it has in weeks, and nothing untoward appears to have happened to the coral.

Death the Kid, however, crumples like a puppet cut from its strings, the lines of his hair having returned to their usual, asymmetrical placement at the side of his head.]

[ooc; Marie and Stein's presence still needs to be confirmed by their players, but please feel free to respond to Shirley and Shiro! The barrier appears to have been restored, and the coral's energy readings will be disclosed by Zelda.]

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[Karkat appears with the background of the island behind him. He doesn't like evacuating up here, but he's done it before, and that snatched conversation between the Head Nurse and Thalassino was the last convincing he needed to haul ass up the elevator.]

[More importantly, he's looking at the screen with wide eyes, mouth ajar even before he speaks.]

Kid, what the hell did you just do? Did you just fix the coral? What even was that?

Edited 2013-04-18 16:19 (UTC)

[That prone figure over there in the transmission sure is doing an exemplary job imitating the spiritually catatonic.

Or just catatonic in general.

Gosh, Karkat. Death the Kid would legitimately love to nerd out with you about Soul Theory and Energy Transference, but he's going to have to field that one to his Professor.]

... Fuck.

[Yeah, that doesn't look good. Let's hope he's not dead. He's just asleep! Totally!!! It's what he's going to forcefully believe until told otherwise. Besides, there were other people on that video, so Karkat summons his best Angry Face and jabs a finger at the screen.]

Okay, fine, someone else. I am in deep need of explanation and I will march my way back to the elevator, ride down, and fine one of you to physically shake the info out of if that's what it takes to learn what's going on.

Edited 2013-04-18 21:47 (UTC)

[Zelda considers it her duty right now to answer any questions, so she's keeping a close eye on responses to this particular posting.]

Hello, Karkat. It seems you are awake. We have been planning to recharge the coral for some time now. I have the particulars if you'd like, though I will be occupied with taking a look at Kid as soon as Rin brings him up here as I'm sure you can imagine.

[Karkat's expression eases a bit, but not without a raise of his eyebrow.]

I wasn't aware you knew I was asleep. I've been awake about a week and a half.

Give me the details, and take care of Kid as soon as you can.

Gamzee needed a little help with his dosages while you were sleeping. I do hope you don't mind.

[There's Kid now!]

Please wait a little while.

[She shuts off the feed to tend to Kid. When it comes back on about twenty minutes later she's in a different place, looking tired but somewhat relieved.]

Kid will be fine. Now then... I've been observing the coral for quite some time. Previously the only time the power level dipped this low we ended up having to fight that awful creature of darkness. Thalassino has kept it stable up until now, but it is clear that she has no intention of helping us further. Kid approached me a few weeks back about attempting to charge the coral, and we decided that it would be best to do so only after safely evacuating everyone to the island. Generally nothing we do has any effect on the coral, so I'm really quite surprised that it worked.

[Zelda, honey, it didn't work. It did the opposite.]

[Karkat saves his answer for later; it's not near as important as her tending to Kid. But once she gets back to him - with the explanation - he gives that part first.]

No, I don't mind. I'm not going to have a problem unless you outright usurped the whole moirail package out from under my hooves, which I sincerely doubt he would have allowed.

But I didn't know it was Thalassino keeping the coral stable. Then again, high priestess blah blah, I'm not surprised, even if I don't buy into the whole religion bullshit built up around it. And Kid being passed out a little while is better than having to coordinate another battle against some invading force, no matter how cool it was to become a god the last time it happened.

I'm going to stay up here a day or two more just to make sure the barrier is stable before I haul myself back down, but I don't expect any other option. He's the son of a death god with freaky soul powers; he has to be good for something.

[Zelda's stayed near to the elevator throughout this, ready to run down and put a barrier on everyone and rush them up if things go badly. She doesn't need to head down to see the immediate results, focusing her own SFC on the coral readout machine she left behind.]

It's fully charged...

[What a relief.]

[Of course Grell evacuated to the island. She has had enough of being in water and getting covered in seaweeds, so she took precaution and went above. Less stress of seaweed hair. Grell approaches this woman she has seen on the communicator.]

So we can go back down now?

I really wouldn't recommend it. We should observe it for a little while first, don't you think?

[Sure, it looks fine now... Zelda wants to see it hold for a little while before sending people back down there though.]

[Grell sighs, displeased by the answer.]

To think, they can't even keep their own world stable, and leave us to fix it! Really, how disappointing! Don't they know we have lives to live?!

[Rin didn't want to go. It wasn't just Kid staying behind, but his dad, too. Hell he just didn't want to go at all, but even if in the back of his mind he knew good and well his power wouldn't be helpful at all in this situation he still wound up being dragged to the island very nearly kicking and screaming.

He had quieted down quite a bit by the time the feed starts, and he watches with breath held, chewing on a thumbnail, a pent up ball of anger, upset and nerves. This didn't feel right to him. He should be down there protecting the people that are leaving themselves open to any sort of disaster that might happen. That's what Knights were supposed to do, right? Protect the other exorcists that couldn't always protect themselves.

But there he was, sitting, waiting, the two things he hated doing so damn much and he had no other choice in the matter. He hated it, and yet there was nothing he could do about it.

So he watched.

When the static hit the SFC, his heart dropped and he practically stopped breathing all together, but that was nothing compared to his reaction when he saw Kid topple over. Most everyone around him seemed merely relieved that the coral was back to full power, but all Rin could focus on was the fact that Kid had just hit the ground like a sack of bricks and that is not supposed to happen.]

Kid?! KID! Is he okay?! Some one tell me he's okay! KID!

[Some one should probably answer, or at the very least stop him from running down there on the off chance that bad shit might still happen.]

[It's not until after she checks the barrier and the coral's power that she responds to Rin.]

The coral seems to be fully charged. Rin, please go retrieve Kid and bring him and the others up here. We should observe the coral for awhile longer before returning to the city.

[The healers down in the city just gave their energy, so Zelda isn't sure they'll have enough to take care of Kid if something IS wrong.]

[Rin doesn't have to be told twice. He's on his feet and gone the second she tells him to get Kid and the others, running the whole damn way to the elevator and out of it.

He's at the coral within minutes, dropping to his knees next to Kid in order to check on him. Of course that raises the question, how do you tell if a death god is actually okay? There could be something going on that he would have no idea how to detect let alone fix. The only thing he can do is take Kid topside and hope for the best.

He carefully picks the reaper up and gets him situated in his arms, idly thinking that Kid really is as light as he looks, and it's a little scary that it doesn't even strain him to hold Kid like that.]

Zelda says everyone should get to the island.

[He's not going to wait around for answers, questions, arguments or any variation thereof, turning to jog back to the elevator.

Once alone inside the elevator as it heads up, he slumps his back against the wall and lets out a shaking sigh, head tilting down to touch his forehead to Kid's.]

Please be okay...

[The so often self-restrained reaper is as responsive as a ragdoll; there is not a single word or stirring from the burden in Rin's arms, just the too-soft, too-shallow puff of his exhales ghosting across his skin.

For all of Kid's endless stare, he might well be watching him from the bottom of a very, very deep hole.

That's more or less how it feels, with the world he knows receding, one bright spot far away and getting further still, sinking gradually into a cold and guttering black.

His Father could have done it easily, without mistakes.

But he was too afraid to take on the mantle of Lord Death, too fretful that he might turn out just as mad and tyrannical as the son who came before him. So he shied way from becoming a fully realized grim reaper, and the strain of transferring their combined power, translating it into a wavelength the coral found palatable had proved too great.

At least he may have accomplished something worthwhile. But Maka, Rin--

Hadn't he promised he would make the Thompson sisters into the finest pair of Death Scythes Shibusen has ever seen?

He isn't ready for this, he wants to go back, needs to, but the dark is so very, very deep, and he hasn't the strength of soul to clamber back into the place he belongs.]

[That blank, hollow stare was unnerving. Rin would rather he be unconscious completely than to have those gold eyes staring past him in to nothingness. But would that have been any better? Rin had no idea what was actually wrong with Kid, and no longer having soul perception left him with only the slightly cool skin that his own warn forehead was pressed against.

A painful realization hit him just before the elevator stopped; this was what it was like from the other side of it. Whenever he ran off to play hero and came back beat to hell, put through the ringer, the people who cared about him were left to worry and fret, and deal with the aftermath regardless of how much he assured them that he was fine. Only Kid wasn't in any condition to do even that, leaving Rin with nothing but the sound of the elevator and his own heavy breathing drowning out Kid's shallow breaths.

The elevator dinged and the door opened, letting him stumble out. He adjusted Kid in his arms before starting back down to where everyone was gathered. He could only hope against hope that some one there could help Kid, because that one was one thing a demon wasn't any good for.]

[ She isn't far from the elevator, and probably would have joined Rin for the trip down if he hadn't beaten her to it. The last thing Liz ever wants to see is her Meister fall; and given a shinigami's life span, she shouldn't ever have to. This is the guy who had an arm completely severed and his reaction was huh look at that. What could have possibly happened down there?

As soon as the elevator hits the surface she's running toward it, and when she gets close enough she transforms mid-step into her weapon form, zapping herself immediately over to simply tuck herself in against Kid's chest.

brb soul searching ~~hah~~ ]

[She was keeping track of Rin the moment he left to get Kid, but she's unable to feel Kid's soul until they appear at the top of the elevator. It's only then that Maka feels how weak it is from the charge; still alive, but definitely down for the count.

Liz has moved, which means she'll move too, practically stumbling forward herself as she takes in the sight.]

...Idiot.

[It's all she's able to say, a mumble at best, before she rubs a sleeve against her eyes to quell the tears before they can even start.]

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