Can't stop won't stop

[justice_is_blond]

FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Myrobalan Shivana and Anders
RECIPIENT: All denizens of the Gallows
WHAT: At long last, a cure for Rifter Valley Fever.
WHEN: whenever
WHERE: wherever
NOTES: None applicable.

Good evening.

[Anders’ voice is tired, but calm and collected.]

As we set up to make sure we reach everyone, we have an announcement: we've found the cures. Myr?

[If someone can sound gently frazzled, Myr does.] Magebane first, to clear up the infestation. You should’ve gotten yours by now, but if we’ve missed someone, [all too likely they have,] you can stop by the infirmary for it. Serah Colin is managing our supply.

[There’s a too long-pause and a half-audible aside--something about “forgetting”--before he adds,] Rifters will want to speak to Madame de Cedoux since she’s not liable to forget you’re here.

That's the easy bit. [There's the noise of papers and then Anders continues:]

Rifters, we need you to bring an object you're willing to be bound to for a few hours. It's temporary, and it will stabilize your presence here for the other two stages. If you don't have one, we'll provide books.

The third step is a little complicated. Rifters need to experience and process a lot of different emotions, the more complex, the better. You're becoming like spirits; this will establish your… personhood, so to speak.

Non-Rifters, if there's something out of place in your living quarters, or things you can't remember getting, you may have strong ties to a Rifter and they may need your help for this third step. The binding should mean that you'll be able to remember them and their significance to you when you see them.

[There's a pause and a quiet huff of air.] It may take time and work. Patience will be key.

The Lady Thevenet, Enchanter Hawthorne, and Serah Averesch will be helping with the binding process.

And if that all weren’t complicated enough, [gentle sarcasm,] there’s one additional step, once you’re feeling like your old selves again. You’ve come loose from Thedas in all of this, and you’ll need to have one of our templars reinforce your being a part of the world and not the Fade.

I’m told the process can be disorienting, but it’ll also be very brief. Ser Ashlock has volunteered himself for that.

[Anders clears his throat.]

Potentially more than merely disorienting, as one who has… experienced that. But as you'll be bound the effects should be lessened, and know that we would not call in a Templar to do this unless absolutely necessary.

Once you're cured, Rifters, please check in with myself or Myrobalan so we can check your name off the list; we need to make certain no one is missed.

If you've any questions, please ask. We'll be here until the last Rifter is cured.

Comments

[tar_minyatur]

[ Uggggghhhhh fine ]

I know you would offer for them, for Maedhros especially. But it feel stiffling, Fingon, when everyone seems intent on keeping me safe. [ Not cousin, not right now ] I don't mind being their baby sometimes - it seems to help. But I'm not helpless. I haven't been in decades and it was them who taught me how not to be.

[ He listens and then nods ]

That's fair.

[utulien_aure]

[Now let's see how long it actually lasts

Sighing] I have no intent to treat you as a child; I've ordered Men younger than you when I needed to, and I know what they are capable of.

[He eventually had to stop asking their ages, though, lest he be tempted to treat a bearded warrior and father the way he would normally would an elf of the same age.]

But I would prefer to risk myself before any other, whether they be kin or not. I will try to respect your autonomy, but it is hard for me to change that.

[Nodding back] Let us go, then, before someone else demands the right to go first.

[tar_minyatur]

[ Answer: no where near long enough to sooth Maglor & Maedhros ]

That's fair enough. [ Elros nods, and relaxes out of his tense unhappiness ] I'm the same, as Maedhros has undoubtedly moaned about, but I just... it feels like everyone is particularly focused on me.

[ He nods ]

I'll climb down from the window, since they're both asleep. [ For once. A MIRACLE ]

[utulien_aure]

["The day after Dagor Dagorath" might not be enough to soothe Maglor and Maedhros, let's look for more reasonable stretches of time.]

I think Maglor is his more immediate concern... but you are not wrong. He's grown more overprotective with the years.

[Of course, he's ended up with more dead relatives over the years as well.]

I know it's less interesting, but do try the door first?

[tar_minyatur]

[ ... the day after, perhaps? ]

Much worse. [ Elros agrees and pouts. ]

But the floorboards creak! Still, I'll give it a go.

[utulien_aure]

[Now you're pushing it, Elros. Keep doing it, Fingon will find it amusing]

Someone really ought to do something about it one day.

[Shaking his head.] Any other time, it would be your business. But I'd rather not see what happens if your arm fades out while you're climbing down.

[tar_minyatur]

Ah, good point. I just wish the insubstanital...ness was stable enough for me to risk walking through the door.

[ Such fun could be had with that skill, if only he didn't feel so unwell ]