WEEK SEVEN: ENDGAME

[saturations]

ENDGAME

Sunday morning starts peacefully enough. After the events of yesterday, it was probably a relief to go about your evenings, reveling in the presences of your friends and loved ones, grateful to be alive and well. Everything is quiet until around noon when alarms start going off on your phones. It’s a gentler sound than the noise that once alerted you to the executions to take place on Sundays. You can always ignore it until 1 PM, but then you’ll blink and find yourself back in the Central Node once again.

The color in the node seems a little brighter as the archway where the Tree once stood continues to shimmer. The fog has gently blown back, revealing an opalescent area just past the entrance. It’s warm and it’s inviting, little tears in the air around it showing off different places you may know as home.

You get the feeling that perhaps, finally, the Prism has listened to your wants and desires. Nothing is forcing you out right away, though nothing is making you stay either. The clock from the Tree continues to tick, counting down to twenty-four hours from now.

The Prism isn’t what it used to be, though all of the nodes have reverted to somewhat pleasant locations albeit drab. Take a tour of places you haven’t seen before, or say goodbye to the places you grew fond of in your time here.

Take your time to say goodbye. There's nothing stopping you from going to someone else's world - but you'll find you need to be careful. The Prism is a delicate thing, constantly in need of balance. You'll need to maintain it, if you're going to use it to go from place to place. All it takes is color - something strong, both positive and negative. When you come through to visit other worlds, you have to offer something that you have faced from home, big or small. A good day, the happy vibes from a birthday party, the sad vibes from a funeral, the pain of an injury. Coordinate, and take care of the space you have cultivated. It's your responsibility now to make sure the Prism doesn't try to hurt itself in its confusion.

You could even stay here if you wanted, now that the Prism’s cleaned up again. You'd slowly forget, just like the Residents did, but it'd be a long process. You could live a normal lifespan in peace.

Or don’t. So many of you are ready to return from where you once came. And that was never really the point, right? You have to face the music. It was always about taking your problems head on, and not running away.

Your phones will still work no matter where you go. You may not always be able to be together in person, but you'll always be in each other's contact lists.

As for your Residents, both current and past? It seems that Thinker, Revenge, and Scout have all vanished, their items mysteriously missing and pieces of themselves left to be regained. As for Dreamer... you don't know what happened to him.

For the living Residents, well. Fret, Rindo, Caduceus and Ei have a decision to make, too.

Make good choices, now. Balance is key.

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Comments

[allomantic]

[it's very nice that they were given time before they have to leave, but she's not hesitating too much before she heads towards the archway in the central node. she's got a bag full of things that she's taking back with her, but she'll give a glance to anyone she sees on the way.]

...Be well.

[nightchild]

[she's just gonna leave.... he sees how it is -- no,

he'll come up next to her and pull her into a light hug, hah]

Take care of yourself, Vin-chan.

[allomantic]

[she doesn't hesitate for once, hugging back instead]

You, too.

[petalbursts]

[ she's running up to her, reaching out to hold her hand.]

Vin...I'm going to miss you.

[ takes her other hand ]

I'll write to you and come see you every chance I get.

[allomantic]

[she nods, taking her hands easily.]

...Wait for me for just a few days, alright? I have something I have to handle first, but - I'll come see you as soon as I can.

[countermeasures]

You, too.

[she smiles at vin, then holds her phone up.]

Stay in touch. I'll come to see you when I can.

[allomantic]

[she nods!]

I'll let you know as soon as it's safe to see each other again.

[countermeasures]

I'll do the same. You'd be more than welcome in Daxing once the war is over - my mother would love to meet you.

[slashay]

[NOT HER TRYING TO ESCAPE WITHOUT A LAST HUG. He is swooping in for one!!]

--Same. Don't forget, 'kay?

[allomantic]

[hug!! she accepts it willingly.]

Of course I'm not going to forget.

[slashay]

[A HUG FOR VIN as i beat eli up again. He's radiating fondness, as one does.]

Good! And if we can get our phones through with us, keep me updated, 'kay? I wanna see pics and get texts! I'll do the same.

[pura]

... You, too. [A small smile, gentle.] Stay safe, Vin.

[Because girl, she is so sweaty over your world.]