lucetilogs | FOR YOUR CONVENIENCE, MY FELLOW LUCETIANS

Who: EVERYONE
What: TRAUMA!
When: ALL THE TIME
Where: ANYWHERE
Summary: HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE TRAUMA. FREE FOR ALL IN THE SCARRING EXPERIENCES DEPARTMENT.
Rating: Gosh. I'm not sure. However, I suggest you hide your little'uns.

Basically, the purpose of this log is TRAUMA SPAM. If you didn't want to spam your flist with extra posts, or you wanted to post with more than one character -- or more than one character more than once! -- here is your place to be.

This will be a commentspam style log where you can thread start with your character hallucinating things. Whatever you wish it to be! It can even just be a more general thread start where they're not hallucinating anything -- yet. And each thread can get treated like a post, where that character's CR can react to the trauma going down!

If you still wish to actually post in your character's journal, you're of course totally allowed to do so. This is just here for funtiems and convenience for everyone who wanted a greater chance to post during this event! Feel free to use it anytime over the next few days, through Halloween, to do "posts" and threads with your characters.

Have at, guys!

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[Kratos, too, had seen plenty of hallucinations. Lloyd as a toddler, half eaten by monsters with a shoe missing on his mutilated foot. Anna as an Exubula, calling out his name with a haunting echo, as if asking him to kill her again. The drawers and walls started to bleed, and he could've sworn he heard Svala cry out for him.

But he paid them all no heed. Kratos didn't know what to expect, but he also knew that none of this could be real. He escapes from the house, looking as if nothing at all is bothering him, and he happens to find Xion by the bridge.

So... she was taking this much harder than him.

He approaches her quietly, calling softly when he's some feet away.]

Xion.

[ She startles violently, this one. But not, it seems, out of fear -- she registers that it's Kratos immediately and scrambles to her feet, her expression filling with desperate gratitude. ]

Kratos!

[ ... seriously sorry in advance, bro, if you like your personal space a bit more. She's gonna run over to him and cling to his shirt, shutting her eyes tight as she continues to shiver.

She clearly needed something, figuratively and literally, to hang onto. ]

[He is a bit surprised, and it shows as his body tenses when she clings to him. Kratos is definitely not used to people doing this. He can hand out touches on the shoulder and the like, but this?

But after a few seconds, he relaxes himself and wraps one arm around her shoulders while the other hand goes to her hair. It's not so bad, with her doing it, and if she needs something to hold on to, then he'll provide it.]

You'll be all right, Xion.

[ Xion seems to do that to people. If she notices his tension, she gives no sign, only making the tiniest of tiny noises when he does finally put an arm around her.

It's nice to feel a hand on her head, too. It makes her realize she must have lost her hat when she rushed over, and it is indeed lying on the bridge. The strangest thing, though, is that her bunny ears still seem to be on her head. Not even just that... for just a split second they seem to be part of her head, like real ears.

Of course, when Kratos blinks, the ears will be back on the bridge with the hat, as they're just attached to a dinky little headband.

Either way, she's grateful for the touch and keeps on clinging. She'll detach after a moment, really. But she does manage to look up, at least. ]

... I'm not sure if I should be saying sorry, or thank you. [ itty bitty crooked smile. ]

[That is a bit unnerving, but Kratos writes it off as yet another trick of his mind. If Kratos lets his mind wander a bit, he can see Lloyd as a child doing the same thing to him, running and clinging to him after having a terrible nightmare... And for once, the image in his head doesn't transform into something to torment him.

Once Xion pulls away and speaks, Kratos gives a quiet snort and give her hair an affectionate ruffle before he returns his hand to his side.]

Think nothing of it.

[ dslkjag. ] H-Hey... [ weakly, but it makes her grin suddenly as she reaches her own hand up to flatten her hair back down. +1 cheering up, Kratos. ]

How are you staying so calm? I wish I could do that...

... I am used to such things, that's all.

[Nightmares, day terrors... they plague him more than people think. He takes off his jacket, though, and places it on Xion's shoulders. It might be a little big, but hopefully it'll warm her up.]

Used to-- but that's awful! I can't imagine going through this all the time...

[ what. gosh what is it with her father figures giving her their jackets. somewhat reflexively she pulls it closer around her ... and then cannot help a sheepish smile. it cuts down on her shivering pretty much immediately. ]

[Because your father figures don't want you running around in that outfit in the cold, Xion. 8| Kratos takes a seat, patting the spot beside him to invite Xion to sit. This was, she can curl up and cling if she wants to, if she sees any other horrors.]

I've lived longer than most humans, and have had time to deal with them. I tell myself that they aren't real... and that if I give in to them, the Malnosso win.

[ ... baw. Xion finds this gesture incredibly sweet, and willingly takes a seat next to him, pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. she watches him quietly while he speaks, then just shakes her head gently. ]

I guess that's true... but it's not right. That you're used to them, I mean. It's just ... you shouldn't have to go through that sort of thing at all. [ a beat ] No one should.

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