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@shylarahTsitua took the glass and set it in front of him to be consumed later. He was focusing on Amune's chakra heart. He could "see" the chakras of others by using his own, even reaching out and connecting to them at times. There was a vague barrier, probably mimicking her mental defenses without her knowing, and behind that was a rather chaotic chakra flow. It began to settle as she paced, but the hybrid could tell what different patterns meant. She wanted to fight, to hit something. He wasn't sure if it was rage or some calming technique, but there was fight in her. He liked that.
"Did you know that a powerful Seer can explore a multitude of options for any given outcome. They can literally See all possible outcomes in an instant. Some Seers can even see with such detail and distance in time that they can turn the tide of an entire war with a single action. My point here is that everything Nunque does is for a reason. He may be crazy, but he's not stupid. He probed you for a reason, hell, he had me bring you here for a reason." He stood up and knocked his drink back. "You recognized me back there. When I first approached you. You have Seen me at some point, and so you are reluctant to trust me because you can't possibly know if I am worthy of that trust. Am I wrong?" He didn't give her time to answer, he knew the answer. Tilting his head forward and giving her a serious, almost dark look. "I have a rage demon aboard as part of my crew. I have an angel, three perceptive chakra users, a mathematical genius, and I personally have taken on Kabuto alone and won." He let that sink in, "If we were planning something, we would have done it already, and there's nothing that you could have done about it. You are aboard this ship because somewhere in that defensive heart of yours, you know that we will help you. You know that whatever Nunque did could not be stopped by anyone. And I know that when you passed by his room you suddenly felt strange. Did you not get a sudden bad feeling coupled with vague visions of terrible things that didn't happen? And how could I, a half-demon possibly know what you are experiencing?" Tears began to stream down his face from a deep rooted pain, she looked so much like her, "Because my daughter had the same power as you."
When a Seer encounters a person capable of opening their mind, a simple touch could give them insight. Tsitua could connect through chakra, eliminating the need for touch. The idea was that he would allow her to see things in a completely non-invasive way. He was using this tactic because Nunque had been sending him vibes without his knowledge. The vibes were so subtle that they were completely undetectable.
The partially unraveled state combined with Tsitua's open mind flashed non-invasive visions across Amune's Sight of Zeela, his Daughter. She and Amuné looked very much alike in a lot of ways to the trained eye.
One vision held steady, being that it held great emotional trauma. Zeela had been overcome by her Sight and was becoming corrupted after capture by Kabuto. She was covered in black, organic matter that adhered her to a stone wall covered in captivity runes. "There's noting I can do..." Lya said in the vision, "She's going to suffer like this forever.." her voice was Kaiden with dark reality.
"No." Tsitua choked out in the vision. His entire being overcome with sadness and pain. The emotions wouldn't be forced onto Amuné, due to the nature of the vision, but they would be clear to her, and partially shared to her if her sense of empathy was strong. "I won't let her suffer like this for eternity." He continued in the vision. Amuné was see through his eyes and witness all of the emotional turmoil of a father who had to do what he did. She would see through his eyes as he stepped forward in the vision, and chopped his daughter's head off with an angelic blade.
With that, Tsitua closed his mind. His face was a mess of tears and an expression of old pain. He wiped his face with an arm. "Believe what you want. Hate me, fear me, I don't care. I will not let that happen to you." His act of wiping his tears away was futile as they were replaced immediately. He returned to his mat, face buried in one hand.
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Lya spun around, surprised by his kind understanding. Her body moved on its own gently burying her face against his chest and gripping the front of his shirt. She looked up at him with relief and joy in her eyes, "Okay!"
A five minute walk through the ship brought them back to the hangar where Valkyrie was welding on a different part of the bike from before. Her coveralls caught molten metal, but it simply rolled off like water on waterproofed material.
She flipped her welding mask up and smiled a huge, almost childish smile. "Oh my gosh he's so cute!" She nearly shouted. She kicked the power switch on the welder, peeled off her mask and leapt over her work to hug him playfully. Lya stood aside, arms crossed and silently fuming.
"Did you know that a powerful Seer can explore a multitude of options for any given outcome. They can literally See all possible outcomes in an instant. Some Seers can even see with such detail and distance in time that they can turn the tide of an entire war with a single action. My point here is that everything Nunque does is for a reason. He may be crazy, but he's not stupid. He probed you for a reason, hell, he had me bring you here for a reason." He stood up and knocked his drink back. "You recognized me back there. When I first approached you. You have Seen me at some point, and so you are reluctant to trust me because you can't possibly know if I am worthy of that trust. Am I wrong?" He didn't give her time to answer, he knew the answer. Tilting his head forward and giving her a serious, almost dark look. "I have a rage demon aboard as part of my crew. I have an angel, three perceptive chakra users, a mathematical genius, and I personally have taken on Kabuto alone and won." He let that sink in, "If we were planning something, we would have done it already, and there's nothing that you could have done about it. You are aboard this ship because somewhere in that defensive heart of yours, you know that we will help you. You know that whatever Nunque did could not be stopped by anyone. And I know that when you passed by his room you suddenly felt strange. Did you not get a sudden bad feeling coupled with vague visions of terrible things that didn't happen? And how could I, a half-demon possibly know what you are experiencing?" Tears began to stream down his face from a deep rooted pain, she looked so much like her, "Because my daughter had the same power as you."
When a Seer encounters a person capable of opening their mind, a simple touch could give them insight. Tsitua could connect through chakra, eliminating the need for touch. The idea was that he would allow her to see things in a completely non-invasive way. He was using this tactic because Nunque had been sending him vibes without his knowledge. The vibes were so subtle that they were completely undetectable.
The partially unraveled state combined with Tsitua's open mind flashed non-invasive visions across Amune's Sight of Zeela, his Daughter. She and Amuné looked very much alike in a lot of ways to the trained eye.
One vision held steady, being that it held great emotional trauma. Zeela had been overcome by her Sight and was becoming corrupted after capture by Kabuto. She was covered in black, organic matter that adhered her to a stone wall covered in captivity runes. "There's noting I can do..." Lya said in the vision, "She's going to suffer like this forever.." her voice was Kaiden with dark reality.
"No." Tsitua choked out in the vision. His entire being overcome with sadness and pain. The emotions wouldn't be forced onto Amuné, due to the nature of the vision, but they would be clear to her, and partially shared to her if her sense of empathy was strong. "I won't let her suffer like this for eternity." He continued in the vision. Amuné was see through his eyes and witness all of the emotional turmoil of a father who had to do what he did. She would see through his eyes as he stepped forward in the vision, and chopped his daughter's head off with an angelic blade.
With that, Tsitua closed his mind. His face was a mess of tears and an expression of old pain. He wiped his face with an arm. "Believe what you want. Hate me, fear me, I don't care. I will not let that happen to you." His act of wiping his tears away was futile as they were replaced immediately. He returned to his mat, face buried in one hand.
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Lya spun around, surprised by his kind understanding. Her body moved on its own gently burying her face against his chest and gripping the front of his shirt. She looked up at him with relief and joy in her eyes, "Okay!"
A five minute walk through the ship brought them back to the hangar where Valkyrie was welding on a different part of the bike from before. Her coveralls caught molten metal, but it simply rolled off like water on waterproofed material.
She flipped her welding mask up and smiled a huge, almost childish smile. "Oh my gosh he's so cute!" She nearly shouted. She kicked the power switch on the welder, peeled off her mask and leapt over her work to hug him playfully. Lya stood aside, arms crossed and silently fuming.