[ Subaru casts a long look aside, not dignifying the call sign with much else of a response. Plei... Pleiades. His name in the sky, in the strokes of his language. To cluster, to come together. To escape in a hail of doves. To always have one sister out of sight. He doesn't wonder how Lygus knows that, the stars that signify his birth. Being divested of his secrets by waves of prying light is obvious enough. His blood's thrumming and at the ready, but he keeps his composure, unwilling to come apart at the provocation.
He is likely a threat, but Subaru's attention remains transfixed on the planet. On Amphoreus. Caelus mentioned it to him in that first waking encounter. How he'd been trapped there for years, cut off from communication....
— each revolution of this planet rises to brilliance like diamond pressurized by fire only to be shattered by this force dictating its fate. It is crushed, hewn to nothingness, tamped back down to dust and glass, muted in darkness. But it lives on, each and every time. A heart that is alive will fight to remain so, even if it struggles against plague and injury and hopelessness manufactured under the guise of destiny. The voice echoes in his mind as it turns its lament into a guiding force, hoping for a sunrise that may never come. It's painful to behold, no matter the entity at his side who seems to have a hand in its orchestration —
Is the trailblazer somewhere in here? In all these years that comprise the 0.19% left?
This is not a memory, and not just a dream. Subaru feels the weight of it slowly seizing against the back of his neck. This is happening.
And, as the entity stands to face him, Subaru tenses but doesn't make the first move, attention's equilibrium shifting to him rather than the planet. He can't predict what trying to fight against someone like this will be like; even if this is a dream, the reality of it stands to harm Caelus if he's too rash. It's not a risk he's willing to take.
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He is likely a threat, but Subaru's attention remains transfixed on the planet. On Amphoreus. Caelus mentioned it to him in that first waking encounter. How he'd been trapped there for years, cut off from communication....
— each revolution of this planet rises to brilliance like diamond pressurized by fire only to be shattered by this force dictating its fate. It is crushed, hewn to nothingness, tamped back down to dust and glass, muted in darkness. But it lives on, each and every time. A heart that is alive will fight to remain so, even if it struggles against plague and injury and hopelessness manufactured under the guise of destiny. The voice echoes in his mind as it turns its lament into a guiding force, hoping for a sunrise that may never come. It's painful to behold, no matter the entity at his side who seems to have a hand in its orchestration —
Is the trailblazer somewhere in here? In all these years that comprise the 0.19% left?
This is not a memory, and not just a dream. Subaru feels the weight of it slowly seizing against the back of his neck. This is happening.
And, as the entity stands to face him, Subaru tenses but doesn't make the first move, attention's equilibrium shifting to him rather than the planet. He can't predict what trying to fight against someone like this will be like; even if this is a dream, the reality of it stands to harm Caelus if he's too rash. It's not a risk he's willing to take.
No matter what it costs him. ]