Chaos Plot Reactions!

[thefinaljedi]

Who: Anyone/Everyone affected by Helios' nasty bout of Possession Sickness
What: Picking up the pieces
When: August 11th/12th
Where: Wherever there was bad mojo!
Summary: Apep, an Egyptian god of Chaos, possessed Helios and wrecked havoc. Those involved are going to have to cope with their injuries, mental traumas, and newfound night terrors!
Rating: R, for possible trigger warnings for descriptions of violence and bad language.


Nothing is ever easy for them House 46 folks. Gawddamn!

Comments

[fleurdesel]

[though curious Adele opts to wait. There were always questions about most anything when it came to Helios. She's slowly learning to let him explain as he liked- or let it lie entirely. When he returns with the orb she blinks, staring down into the milky glass.]

What is...

[Then the word- and the light. Soft, gentle, but prevalent enough to keep a room dim enough to sleep but bright enough to ease her fears. It's beautiful. She's tentative when she reaches out to touch it, slim fingers tracing over the barest curve. Following the patterns of the light.]

This is lovely Helios. I...thank you. Truly.

[She accepts it, cradling the orb in her palm.] It will. I know it will.

[folklorist]

P-please don't thank me Adele. It-it was my...his f-fault. [ He keeps slipping with that. Not his fault, right, of course. ] I hope it helps. You can k-keeping for as long as you like too.

[ He gives her a small tight little smile as he looks at the orb and then briefly at Adele. ]

[fleurdesel]

Helios. I shot. A god. I'm lucky he did not see fit to kill me.

[She still cradles the ball with all due reverence, even if her voice is somewhat self depreciating.]

[folklorist]

H-He was probably going t-to, and it's-it's not as if you h-had reason not to d-do it.

[ A deeper frown strikes his features as he thinks on that. ]

[fleurdesel]

I could have run. I promised I would not and, in typical LeBlanc fashion, kept my word despite the fact it would serve me better to not do so.

[folklorist]

Sometimes keeping your word and p-promises c-can lead to unforeseen consequences. But...at the time your can't really do anything else. You were, um, amazingly brave t-to stand up against him. [ Even he couldn't do that. ]

[fleurdesel]

I was amazingly foolish and lucky to be alive. I should have thought of something- anything other than trying to shoot him. You.

[folklorist]

S-Sometimes there's...not time to th-think in certain situations. W-We act on basic instinct and, well, I-I don't really fault you for shooting at me. [ His green eyes gloss over to where the bullet had cut through his shoulder. ]

I t-told Harry and Saori t-to kill me. [ At the time? At the time what little power he had regained from whatever Harry has done that was the only thing he could think of. ]

[fleurdesel]

...Soleil.

[Low and rough and tight with compassion, an exhalation of horror shared. Adele reaches out to rest a hand against Helio's arm, resting lightly on his bicep. A flat hand, not holding, just touching.]

I am glad they found another way.

[folklorist]

[ A slight twitch at the hand as it falls on his arm. Helios watches cautiously even knowing he doesn't have to. An irrational and yet built in fear, he can't quite escape, making him react in such a manner. ] I-I am too.

[ Even if it felt like his soul would be torn to shreds. He's secretly glad and somewhat grateful that he didn't have to die. ]

[fleurdesel]

It's...It is behind us now, Helios. We're all well and will recover in time. Nothing is broken beyond repair.

[She pats his arm before letting her hand drop, she wanted to hug him again for how torn he looked but she's pushed his tolerance enough today.]

Will you need help? Moving your things elsewhere, that is.

[folklorist]

[ Nothing broken beyond repair, yes of course. Helios shakes his head. ]

N-No. I'll...be alright. It's n-not too much to move. Thank you for offering though.

[fleurdesel]

You are welcome. If you need anything or wish to talk you know you can contact me whenever you like, yes?

[folklorist]

[ he manages the first signs of a small genuine smile. ] I know. Thank you again Adele f-for everything.

[fleurdesel]

You opened your home to me when I was little more than a stranger and have been nothing but kind and patient with me since. I'm glad whenever I've the opportunity to return the favor.