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[ben is nervous, but not because he's about to share another vision, but because of what he knows is about to come. he's not entirely sure if it's all relative, but he'd been hoping it wouldn't happen so soon. the winter had been a harsh one. for a lot of people, this may be the first time they've seen, let alone spoken to, ben in a long time.

he finally speaks, his voice even but urgent. he seems to finally be ready to speak of his vision.]

It might be too late to change anythin', but I saw somethin' over the winter. It's hard to describe if you haven't seen it, but it's all important, even if it ain't gonna happen right away.

[he lets out a sigh, rubbing his temples,]

Black line in the horizon, only gettin' bigger. Far as I know, it's the Void-- that ain't news. It's comin'. There was-- there was a head, no body, and arrows hittin' the beach. There was some kinda noise there, too. Damn loud, if you ask me. Then the birds came, bigger than anythin' I've seen before, grabbin' at snakes as big as them.

[he pauses; he doesn't look thrilled at what he's about to say.]

The Shuck was eatin' the White Hart. [he licks his lips, gaze hardening,] Whatever's out there, we got to prepare ourselves.

[the feed ends.]

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[This sounds like nothing short of sheer insanity. Gilgamesh almost, almost feels sorry for the man; he almost shudders, too, upon mention of that dastardly excuse for a deity. Unconsciously his hand drifts to his neck, where mana conceals a nasty bite, and has to focus again before responding with unnatural caution.]

For what purpose? Are they not brothers? Why would they take to quarreling?

[And surely the Hart would've fought back, or else fled. Where was the great beast now? The Void troubles Gilgamesh not at all, but the Shuck... the Shuck he's learned well to fear in his own way.]

I saw the same vision. The world on fire as the gods clashed in the sky.

[She looks as exhausted as he does at this idea but she plods on, her voice almost monotone.]

Tell me more of the void.

Edited 2015-05-03 22:35 (UTC)

[Merida's brow furrows when she hears that. The Shuck was eatin' the White Hart. Her bottom lip slips between her teeth as she reaches to brush some hair over her shoulder, far lengthier than when he saw her in June during the tournament, hand subconsciously brushing the hawk feather that sits in her hair behind her left ear.]

If th' Shuck...if he's eatin' his brother, we must be in for somethin' big.

[Her frown deepens, looking worried. She believed in the Black Shuck wholeheartedly; he was the one connection to her world that she had, the way he spoke so of it the first time she met him. That Samhain when she and Ben were drawn together by him. Keep you well, on these of the world's last nights, an' say a prayer for me. Was this what he had meant?]

I saw it, too. Gods, I was kind of hoping it was just my power on the fritz. Of course not. [ she huffs, head tilting to the side as she rolls her eyes. like this isn't really scary. ] Of course it's a real vision.

What do you mean you saw something? Where did you see this?

I don't know. [it's the truth, and he doesn't like it one bit.] Gotta be bigger than that. I ain't never read anythin' about them fightin'.

[the question is: what if something got to the white hart first?]

[there's some amount of relief that washes over him. at least more people can share the warning-- or whatever it is. it would be a heavy burden to carry it all by himself. he nods to acknowledge her, but more importantly:]

Not much to tell. It kept growin', like it was swallowin' up the horizon.

[As it turns out, that's exactly the question Gilgamesh will ask. Ordinarily he cares little for gods, but in this case... it's very much personal.]

Did you see what became of the Hart? If it yielded to the Shuck's vice, or to some other beast in flight?

[his visions are never good, never enlightening in the way that he'd like. they're sporadic and awful and leave him tired for days.]

He say anythin' to you?

[he knew the two of them were on better terms than he and ben were, especially of the way the shuck spoke of her when they first met.]

Right. It consumed everything like some kind of voracious beast. Don't think I could forget that.

[She exhales slowly.]

I just wish I knew more about it.

[he's a little surprised to see her-- they haven't spoken in quite some time, and even then, their conversation had been brief. kind of nostalgic, if he thinks about it.]

Why wouldn't it be?

[he'd kept it vague on purpose, but most times, people caught on fairly quickly due to his last vision nearly two years back. she must not have been around for it.]

Saw it in a vision.

[he leaves it somewhat open-ended, most people have more questions. it doesn't help he still struggles with normal conversation.]

[She shakes her head, pursing her lips together. Shuck hadn't said much to her on Samhain, but she still stops biting her lip long enough to tell him, crossing one of her arms and keeping the other that held the locket out.]

Only that those were th' world's last nights.

[She assumed he meant the last nights they'd have of Samhain. When the sun didn't rise for five days. She had let him go without asking anything about it, but now she wonders if she should have. Would she get to see him again during this year's Samhain?]

[he sounds somewhat exasperated, but not with gilgamesh, with himself.]

Didn't see nothin' else, just the end.

[which could very well change, depending on the circumstances and if anything was done to stop it. the hart could be saved beforehand, the shuck could have been eating something else-- it's open to interpretation.]

[he frowns, leaning forward,]

What else did you see?

[most of the time, the people that he knew that had visions would have a slightly different version, or it would offer a different future, like a story. each person would get a bit of each, and when put together, there were plenty of possibilities. however, if everyone had gotten the same vision, things look very, very bad.]

[world's last nights. those words jar him, send alarm signals right up to his mind. in a hushed voice, nearly a whisper, he speaks:]

The end of the world.

Erm.

[She rests her elbows on the desk where her locket rests and runs her fingers through her long shaggy hair as if to extract the memories from her mind.]

The Black Shuck. Covered in the blood of the White Hart. Blood flowing down to the sea. Eagles fighting serpents.

And this horrible humming noise that seemed to rattle my entire being.

Edited 2015-05-04 03:49 (UTC)

[His whisper sends chills down her spine, a shiver through her blood at the thought of what was to come. She'd suspected so at the time but hadn't even thought. Merida gives a small nod, glancing off to the side.]

I didn't ask anythin' more of him. He was already busy an' I didn't want to keep him longer than I should've. [She pauses.] He asked I say a prayer for him.

Might be what keeps you alive.

[it's an awful thought, but it's possible. the black shuck is more powerful than anyone put together-- if anyone will survive, it's him. no one should get their hopes up, but perhaps the end of the world didn't mean that, not entirely. maybe it meant a new beginning, or something-- better.]

If that's what this is, there's gotta be a way to stop it.

[Those were Merida's thoughts too. The dog of death himself should be impossible to kill, but he'd been spread so thin no doubt by the Jabberwock's trail of destruction and the war in general. Again, she worries her bottom lip, chewing on it thoughtfully. She was no goddess, not even of the Drabwurld like Ariadne was said to be.]

How do we though? I'm not on th' level of th' gods...

[aw, hell. his shoulders slump as he runs a hand over his face.]

Anythin' different to you? Even a little detail--

[he's desperate, here.]

Nah, we ain't gods, but they gotta have their own weaknesses.

[everyone has a weakness. they must have been given some kind of chance, even if it's a flip of a coin. ben doesn't -- can't -- believe that they are done for.]

Did you hear them say anythin'?

[In the vision, she means, but she doesn't say as such. If he's right and prayers and worship are what make the gods weak or strong...they're in for a rough time.]

Edited 2015-05-04 04:28 (UTC)

No, they didn't say nothin', but there were at least a thousand of them.

[which is overwhelming just to think about.]

A thousand?

[Merida drags a hand down her face, pinching her nose. There were more gods than she could say she knew of in her homeland. More gods and spirits than she could count on her fingers. The image of anything as big as the Shuck or the Hart, or bigger, forces its way into her mind. She then gives a slightly bitter laugh.]

It makes this war seem petty in comparison.

[Yeah she said it.]

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