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    Theo
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    Post by Theo 10th May 2022, 5:08 pm

    Theo Silversong was on the loose once again!

    As the inky-haired man wandered the streets of Crocus while fidgeting with the plasticy hospital bracelet circling his wrist, taking in the pastel decorations of the Spring Festival in full swing with a distant smile. He wondered how he really felt about such a thing, but it was nice to be among so many happy and laughing people for a change. A lot had happened. Was it okay for him to feel this flood of... not happiness, more like appreciation. For quite a while now, no one had seen hide nor hair of him. He'd left the Silver Wolf guild hall one day and seemingly disappeared, something he was sure was for the best. Prior to that, his behavior had been odd. Well, odder than usual. He would disappear for short periods of time or lock himself in his room or aboard his ship, the Krystal Jr.. When he was present, he was his normal goofy self, at least on the outside. One collapse in the middle of the cafeteria, and then he was gone.

    Lots of things were wrong with Theo and had been for some time.

    Mentally he was stuck in a torturous loop he was powerless to end and had been since Rin's death. Grieving the loss of everyone and everything he knew in the past and frantically trying to prevent such a thing from happening a third time was exhausting. Keeping people at a distance now wasn't only for his own sake, but for theirs, as well. In his deep but hidden depression, he thought himself cursed. Everyone who got too close to him either disappeared or died. He didn't want that for Aspen. He didn't want that for Mythal and Serilda, the parents that hadn't even had him or his siblings yet. It terrified him. Paralyzed him. The distance at which he held these three most important people in his life grew wider and wider as he fell deeper and deeper into his dark pit from which there was no escape, not even in death, though he'd certainly contemplated it, if only because he feared that most of all.

    Physically, he wasn't doing so well, either. The deathly injuries he still suffered from were kept at bay by demonic magic alone, but magic didn't really last forever. It was taxing being both a heart and a nervous system for a human, both things that needed to constantly work for the body to survive. What was involuntary for Theo was very much voluntary for Big D. Though not perfect, it had worked well enough for the last two years or so, but something had changed. Something had happened to Big D in the last year. It was as if the demon's powers were a fraction of what they once were, like he could no longer pull endless energy from the netherworld, which had some very, very bad implications for poor Theo. He'd nearly died a fourth time if you counted that time Big D took over his body for a bit as Ike.

    But today was a good day! Theo didn't have very many of those, but it was hard to remain too gloomy when it was the first day in months he'd taken a breath outside without a backless gown, a wheelchair and/or tons of beeping monitors, and a nurse that couldn't stop giggling at his old infamous nickname 'Silverschlong'. Well, Mrs. Molly had seen said schlong many a time during his stay (sponge baths amirite), but she never grew tired of bringing it up, perhaps trying to get a giggle out of him. He hadn't gotten far from the guildhall when his medical crisis came to a head and landed him in St. Neville's Hospital off and on for his entire absence. At first, it hadn't looked like he'd survive his last visit, but for the last three months, things seemed to be turning around. Big D was picking up the slack again and he could be weaned off of all the machines and most medications. They kept him under observation while he worked to strengthen his body back to a functional but comparatively weakened state, and now that everything looked as good as it could be, they'd finally released him with a bag of pill bottles and his suitcase. Pending finding him a heart to transplant, he only had to return if Big D took a break again.

    The hospital stay didn't do much for his outlook on life in general, but he couldn't say he wasn't glad to be out and antsy to do some things he liked! He was depressed and lonely, not dead! Theo was itching for a treasure hunt, but an egg hunt would have to do. As he entered the park, he was handed a basket and directed to an area with other adults looking to have a little light-hearted fun. Hopefully he hadn't lost his touch!

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    Aspen Azarov
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    Post by Aspen Azarov 11th May 2022, 7:41 am

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    A day like any other.

    The golden rays of the sun illuminated the vibrant green of trees that had started once again sprout leaves. Hardly a cloud covered the azure-blue skies above. A light, still somewhat cool breeze occasionally disturbed the greenery. The general scent of the sun, something that everyone could place by feeling rather than association with any one particular smell, permeated every corner, and the mood of the people crowding the Capital of Crocus on this day reflected the perfect day of an ideal spring. The mood was exceptionally cheerful, and why should it not be? Despite the fact that Fiore, at least officially, found itself in a state of conflict with other nations on the continent of Ishgar, the war was far, far away from here, not only in terms of its actual location, but also within the hearts and minds of the Fiorean people. Spring, however, yes, that was indeed a worthy occasion to celebrate. A day to rejoice at what the year would bring. A day that was exactly what it should have been.

    And yet, for one of these people, it was not.

    Aspen had been to Crocus only once before, during an event that she would have rather forgotten about 4 years ago. The sky had turned dark and strange particles had fallen from the sky which, well, for better or for worse, had entirely reversed her personality. It was embarrassing to even think about, and however nice it would be to see Crocus now bathed in daylight, that shameful remembrance was a small part of what kept her from enjoying her stay here fully. Well, at least it would only be a temporary one.

    The biggest part, however, was what she had been through in these past months and years.

    The war that was now openly raging across Ishgar was something that she had fought on a smaller scale, ever since that day, that hated, fateful day at the guildhall of Silver Wolf nearly two years ago. The then Ace of the Mages Guild had begun to integrate into the ordinary life of a Fiorean mage, had begun to explore things that she did not even know existed, had made friends, actual friends, among her peers there. And then, it was all robbed from her once again. Pergrande had stolen her life, her prospects to find happiness, her prospects to finally find a family and a place to belong a second time. It had been an event with devastating consequences, an occurrence still hard to recall with clarity, and even when she did, her hands would begin shaking with not only fury, but also fright. She had nearly died that day in an almost ironic repeat of the day when she had escaped Pergrande the first time, when she had made the decision to take her life into her own hands.

    But they had underestimated her. Pergrande had underestimated what she had become capable of, and it was quite possible that this fact was the only reason why she was still alive. She had no longer been a meek faux-Esper of the Paladin's support corps. No longer had she been afraid to face her past. Her path had led her down one of draconic magic, and a fearsome mage she had been, at that. The girl had learned quickly, and despite the fact that her magic had stemmed from Lacrimas alone, she would have been able to rival a true, natural-born dragon in power, if not exceeded it.

    Now, however, all of that was gone. Whatever they had done to her had robbed her of all but the most basic form of arcane control. Her ability to manifest and shape magic into anything that was not fundamentally utilitarian in nature had been destroyed entirely. No matter how hard she had tried, her magic had not come back. No matter how hard she had pushed to change this fact, no matter how much she had searched for a clue, for answers, had covertly scoured all of Fiore for anything that could hint at her ailment and how to treat it... there had been nothing. It had been a devastating realization when it had finally dawned on her that this process she had gone through, that the obliteration of her status as a mage, had been permanent in nature. She'd hidden from her pursuers, locked herself away in frantic study, had wallowed in her misery, but it had all been of no use whatsoever. She wanted to live her life, now more than ever, though the fact that this had happened to her weighed heavily upon the former Paladin's psyche. Perhaps, she had thought, it was a weight too heavy for one alone to carry.

    This, along with the outbreak of open war between Fiore and Pergrande, had been the reason she emerged from hiding. It was risky, that much she knew, Pergrande was still looking for her on the behest of her brother, she imagined, but she had to do something, now more than ever. And who better to ask for aid than her comrades at Silver Wolf. If they even saw her as such still after she had abruptly deserted the guild, that was. It had been an act of pure, pragmatic necessity, of course, but would they even want to listen to her explanations? She had to try, and even though the thought of meeting the few people she truly considered friends, him especially, after all this time, the thought of them turning her away again.

    There she was now, walking these Festival-crowded streets, alleys, and finally, through a park in the hopes of finding the train station. She had already purchased her train ticket beforehand with the very last of her Jewels. Back when she could still use magic, earning them had been no trouble at all. A job would do the trick. Without magic, however, everything became insanely complicated. Savings had kept her afloat, she had earned considerable sums back then, but using her bank account was risky considering Pergranti agents were proven to be around, looking for a sign from her. Money was tight. It was just like when she had first come to Fiore as a fugitive, the only difference being that the girl, albeit looking slightly older and definitively more confident and feeling considerably more depressed, appeared disheveled now more than ever before, the hood of her charcoal-hued hoodie drawn over her face to blend in with the crowd, her skirt in plain grey and practically indistinguishable from those you could buy at every other clothing store.

    Lost in thought, however, she hadn't quite been looking where she was going, her gaze firmly on the graveled walkway snaking through the public park around her. She noticed the figure only when it was too late, the girl bumping into them with all the gusto of a hastened pace. She jerked back, more out of reflex than anything else, the hood sliding from her head over the course of the sudden motion. "Ah", she began, looking up with a lightly perplexed, but overall characteristically stoic expression, her voice drained, though it rang with the same unmistakably Pergranti accent it always had. "Pardon me, Sir, I wasn't-".

    The words refused to come out. Her mind had completely shut off upon laying eyes on the man she had bumped into. Was this even possible? No. She had to be dreaming. She blinked, once, twice. He was still there. The normally so expressionless face warped into one of obvious shock. What in the world was going on. There... there was no mistaking it.

    This was, without any doubt, the man named Theo Silversong.



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    Theo
    Theo

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    Post by Theo 11th May 2022, 12:27 pm

    Theo wandered the open field, disappointed to be very middle-of-the-pack in collecting the brightly colored eggs hidden all around, but doing an okay job at self-soothing. He was just rusty. It'd been a long time since he'd hunted an item. Also, most of these just weren't shiny and were just cheap plastic. Shininess and worth had a lot to do with his nose for treasure, so it wasn't his lack of skill, it was his lack of thrill. This was hardly worth the effort of a renowned treasure hunter such as himself. Once he came to terms with this, however true it ended up being, he enjoyed the activity for what it was, though he did occasionally snag an egg out of another hunter's basket. Good to know his pick-pocketing fingers still worked.

    His general observational skills, however, were still very lackluster. With his focus on the eggs, he didn't even notice the person close enough to barrel into him until the barreling had been done. He stumbled a step or two, looking like a clown attempting to juggle several unjugglable things. A basket of eggs, a hospital bag of pills, and his small suitcase were bumped and tossed around with Theo going "ah! ooop! whoop! eep!" until inevitably all three crashed to the ground, leaving the man in a simple black T-shirt and pants completely empty handed.

    It was good his hands were empty because his next movement, thoughtless as it was, would have probably knocked the girl out if he'd still had the suitcase. As soon as he heard her voice, that accent, he forgot every intention he'd had of never seeing her again. In a deceptively fluid motion, he was standing face to face with Aspen, his lips pulling in a sharp gasp as his hands made an attempt at smooshing her cheeks as if to check if she was real. A figment of her had haunted him in his missing days. No matter how hard he tried to forget so he wouldn't be tempted to reunite, their good times together filled him with a warmth he clung to. Making snowmen together, drinking hot cocoa, that time they kissed at that fake wedding and he'd been so nervous, but she'd been so unbearably cute. Even their simple adventures together, just existing comfortably in the outer orbits of each other's space had been a bright spot in the darkest times of his life. Theo was thankful for them, even if they'd been a risk each time.

    "Aspen," he exhaled with the breath he'd been holding, turning her shocked head back and forth if she'd let him. That only lasted for a second or two before he would attempt to pull her into a bear hug. It was only then he seemed to remember his place, promptly released her, and dropped his hands. Even so, as much as he tried to recover himself and play it cool, it wasn't unlike the time he met his parents. His body brimmed with barely restrained emotion and energy. Tears prickled at the corners of his frigid hues. How eyes that particular color of glacier could ooze so much warmth was a contradiction he was powerless to stop. He wanted to play aloof and as stoic as her face normally was, but this was Theo. He was bad at that. And, oh, he was just so happy to see her. The broad, reckless grin said as much.

    He was also very afraid she was mad at him, given how he'd just disappeared. If she was, that'd be best for her, but... as much as he should want that, he very much didn't.

    "How have you been?" he asked, and it wasn't just the standard awkward part of greeting-an-old-friend-you-ghosted etiquette. Theo was genuinely desperate to know. He was ignorant of everything that had transpired since he left. In fact, given where he'd been and his condition recently, he was actually one of the few blissfully unaware of the current state of world events. As far as he knew, the world was how he'd left it, lumbering on as usual like a clumsy giant who didn't care who he stepped on.

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    Post by Aspen Azarov 15th May 2022, 10:25 am

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    For a passing second at first, a painfully long, slow one, then another one that immediately followed, Aspen was not only speechless, but practically stunned into a state of complete paralysis. The girl's mouth slightly agape, she simply stared at the other as he corrected the disturbed posture that had been more or less broken from the little bump they both had received. It had been her carelessness that had caused this, of course, but too surreal was the situation, too much of an unbelievable twist of fate for her to do anything at all, even when he reached out and touched her face. The man was evidently similarly blown away, his behavior suggested as much, but he had the capacity to act, his voice pulling the girl back to reality. It was unmistakably his, Theo's voice, something that she had last heard... years ago.

    She had often thought of him in the context of not only Silver Wolf and her old comrades at the guild, but also these past moments of what had, in retrospect, certainly been some of the most enjoyable, if undeniably chaotic days of her time in Fiore. Especially that one time when they'd went to the faux wedding event still present in her memory as something she looked back on with mixed feelings, a day where, Aspen reckoned, she had more or less made a complete fool out of herself. In her mind, it had morphed into a monument of somewhat somber reminiscence, inscribed with the words "this is what could have been". It had been a painful thing to think about, but now that she found herself face to face with him, it was brought back to her as if it had been yesterday, and when he stepped forward, when he hugged her tightly, the girl found herself transported back to that formerly painful moment, though the gloom and discomfort that had been associated with said memory seemed cast away. For a moment, just one ever so sweet moment in time, hardly more than a heartbeat or the blink of an eye, she forgot her worries, forgot the anxiety and aches of the past two years. Her body moved automatically, the girl, still in a mild state of stunned disbelief, embraced the man, tenderly, hesitatingly, not with the same force that Theo seemed to muster.

    "Theo". His name escaped her lips involuntarily, her so strictly emotionless and monotonous voice uncharacteristically shaky. Just when she had fully comprehended his action, really felt his warmth close to her own body and wanted to reciprocate the action, he let go and stepped back. It would have been a lie if she'd said that she wasn't craving just a few more moments of fond recollection, hadn't wanted to banish the weight of reality just a bit longer, but the reality of their situation was simply too present to ignore. It was inappropriate to think like that, to feel like that. She couldn't simply force that momentary impulse into reality, not after all this time, not here, not now.

    Still, when Aspen saw Theo's smile, she simply couldn't herself, a soft, barely perceptible smile finding its way onto her expression, too. It felt so unnatural. She was pretty sure that she hadn't smiled since those days back then. Not once. There had been nothing to smile about. Now, though, it seemed that those times were present once more, and it was evident that the man before her was still the same goofy idiot he had been two years ago. When he spoke again, though, the girl once again didn't know what to say, how to answer that question he'd asked with an obvious interest. She felt much the same, after all. "I-". She paused, wanted to ask him all kinds of questions, wanted to explain to him what had kept her away, why she had vanished from Silver Wolf, wanted to do so right here and right now, but there was simply too much to discuss, too much to clear up. Too many thoughts raced through her head at the same time. The smile faded. The burden of her condition and the trail of events that had led up to it couldn't simply be pushed off, no matter how enchanting this reunion was.

    "It is... a rather long story", the girl replied, the anxiety connected to the things that came to mind more than overt. Just like Theo was afraid that she would be mad, Aspen, too, would feel the nervousness settle in. What if he had his own emotions to deal with, was angry with her after her disappearance from the guild, after she had essentially abandoned her previous life? She didn't know what he had done in the time since they had last seen each other, of course, but she desperately wanted to know. She swallowed that particular impulse. Her gaze lowered to the suitcase, bag, and basket the man had dropped. She bent down, beginning to pick his things up to hand them to him. "What about you, Theo?". She tried very hard to make her question sound like nothing more than idle conversation between acquaintances, though the cynical stoicism she radiated normally was replaced by poorly veiled curiosity. "Are you on vacation or what's this for?". The girl's hand pointed at the suitcase, Aspen, considering the circumstances of their meeting, paying very little attention to the contents of the bag he had also carried with him.



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    Theo
    Theo

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    Post by Theo Yesterday at 3:02 pm

    "I... er... It's a long story?" he answered, not questioning her answer, but mirroring it for his own only with far more uncertainty.

    Theo paused, wondering if he should tell her the truth. He would have loved to think of himself as an honest man, but he couldn't deny that the ship for that had sailed long ago from the moment he'd been plopped in ancient Desierto. Those few years when he first returned to Fiore, when he'd made such a frantic effort to redeem himself, might have painted him in a certain light to those who knew him during his Rising Star days, but if anything, he'd slipped back into some old comfortable habits in the wake of all the bad that happened. He'd been dishonest about his state of mind every day since then. That said, no matter his own delusions about himself and the skill he thought he had for dishonesty, it didn't really stretch into the verbal. Stealing? Yes. Lying? He could try, but his face always gave him away. Did he really want to reunite with Aspen and lie to her right away? But what if she got worried...

    As his brain used the pause to buffer, his body seemed to take charge instead and lift his arm where the admittance band remained. "My luck hasn't been so good," he said, still smiling despite the content of his words. Granted, his luck had always been either ridiculously good or tragically bad. No in between. It was actually pretty funny. "I spent...uh... quite a while in the hospital here. I just got out," the man chirped, trying to make it sound less bad than it was. He was stooping with her while he talked, taking the things she handed him while also picking up the remaining things himself.

    No longer interested in the egg hunt, Theo glanced around for the attendent so he could get rid of one of the things filling his hands. On the way to the park he'd seen a whole street brimming with food and plenty of places to sit. That seemed like a much better setting for this reunion. Also, he'd had nothing but hospital food for a very long time and was craving some sweets.

    "Wanna go get something to eat and talk?" he asked, turning back to Aspen with bright eyes while motioning generally toward the Easter Feaster. "I'd really like to get the long stories with you if you aren't busy or in a hurry or something."

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