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[pullsheavendown]

"This is Roxas.

You can say something, I guess."

[beep]

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VIDEO//source: anon//postdate:03.14//tw: violence

[adamantlyardent]

The twenty-second clip kicks off pretty aggressively with the audio maxing out on a blend of screaming and a loud hissing. Visually, it's metal being melted, steam rising, and skin bubbling within the armor as glowing hands quiver before it.

Thankfully, the horrid sight drops from direct view with an unceremonious thud, leaving just the trembling hands. They smoke, and there are glowing outlines that trace the impressions of scales across them.

The screaming's stopped, too.



This leaves the last eight or nine seconds of just panting and the distant clanging of weapons before a nearby voice hollers:

"Holy SHIT, Cece! Did you just melt that dude in his own suit?!"

[pullsheavendown]

[This is absolutely not the kind of message Roxas expects to get in his inbox — why would someone send this to anyone? At first he thinks it's a prank, someone's idea of a bad joke, right up until he hears the name at the end.

He waits for a long while before giving her a call.]

Um, hi, Cecelia? Did you...melt a guy?

[adamantlyardent]

[WH..................]

Excuse me? What? What kind of way to start a call is this?!

[pullsheavendown]

A weird one?

[He knows, he knows.]

Well, did you?

[adamantlyardent]

I...[another flabbergasted sound.] Like. What. Recently? No! No, I'm not going around melting people here, okay? What on earth makes you ask?

[pullsheavendown]

Cuz I saw a video of it happening and someone said your name?

[Duh?]

[adamantlyardent]

[...,..]

I mean...! [hrnghhgnk.] Yyyyyes? I. I did do that? Before? How did you get an image like that? There aren't any recording devices back home!

That--that's what I mean. It wasn't here. It was. Back...where I'm from. The valley, I mean, not like, my house or whatever. And he was trying to kill me! So...!

[pullsheavendown]

I dunno. It's been happening a lot lately, for some reason? Weird stuff happens here, I've learned to just go with it.

[So young. So jaded.]

If he didn't want to get melted, he shouldn't have tried to kill you.

[adamantlyardent]

...

[she doesn't answer right away.]

I was about to say...that it's really weird what phases you and what doesn't. But I guess it's...not that weird, come to think.

[pullsheavendown]

I mean, it is. It's okay to say.

[He has come to terms with being weird. Here and where he came from.]

Maybe there's just...different levels of weird.

[adamantlyardent]

Yyyeah...yeah, no, there's definitely those. Especially here. [a gentle huff, lapsing into a long pause.

eventually:] That's...not really something I make a habit of doing, by the way. Just so we're clear. I was--well, like I said. Scared. And pretty dumb. I hadn't practiced offensive spellcraft in a way to be, like...dangerous to other people before?

Which sounds dumb, but whatever.

[pullsheavendown]

Yeah, it doesn't seem like something you'd do a lot. That's one reason I was so surprised.

[She's got a temper, but not like that.]

Actually, I think it's cool that you focused on other kinds of magic. I mean, there's nothing wrong with combat magic, but it's all pretty...simple? There's nothing that special about me freezing a Heartless with blizzard magic. Doing other stuff with it sounds more interesting.

[adamantlyardent]

[a pause.]

Well, ah...I would imagine...blizzard magic may go over well with people in the wintertime? For sport? I assume you could experiment in such a way.

[pullsheavendown]

Oh...maybe? I usually just used it to freeze Heartless before I cracked them in half with the Keyblade.

[adamantlyardent]

Yyyyeah, maybe don't do that to things here. Unless asked by someone reputable. [a beat.] You...probably don't need me to tell you that, of course.

I just mean! I don't know. There may be other avenues to experiment with? I'm as far from an ice-sorcerer as they come, so I can't really offer insight in that particular field of study, so...

[pullsheavendown]

Eh, don't worry about it. I actually suck at magic.

[Xion is way better.]

[adamantlyardent]

[she makes a sudden, puffed, indignant sound just out of sheer surprise.

a beat.]

Well--[JEEZ.] Well, fine, then. I guess. I...I don't know what else to say on the matter, so I suppose I'll leave it at. At that. Then.

[pullsheavendown]

I--okay?

[That's...a reaction? He'd meant it as a compliment, sort of, or something like that. She's definitely better at magic than him.

Maybe he's reading too much into it.]

Okay, sure.