locked to zenith

[bakedapple]

[ Link's mental space feels like being outside, so depending on where you are, you might not realize that someone has started Communion with you. Since joining the Zenith, the landscape of Link's mind has gone from idyllic, sunny forests to icy, overcast mountains. A frigid wind blows against your face, carrying the scent of firewood and meat roasting over an open flame. The diminutive Hylian is not sitting by the fire, but standing at the edge of a rocky ledge, his back turned. ]

There's going to be another Oracle soon. I can feel it. The rest of you can feel it too, right? That... pulling feeling.

[ He sighs. ]

If we lose this one, it's over. The Meridian isn't going to go easy on us. I know them... I know how badly they want to win. To them, the stakes couldn't be higher.

So let's talk. About what we're going to be up against, and... well, planning ahead isn't really something we can do, but at least we can warn each other of the dangers that individual Meri pose.

And I... I want to say something, too.

[ He sits down where he stands, his feet hanging off the cliff. There's a sense that he knows this isn't going to go over well, but it's important enough to him to say it anyway. ]

Killing the other guy before they kill you is what war is. That's normal. But Kenos is different. Death doesn't work the way it should here. We don't die permanently. You can neutralize someone threatening you by just dissipating them. There's nothing to gain by destroying their soul after you're no longer in danger.

So, I don't think any of us should shatter anyone ever again.

If you claim someone's Shard, you should protect it. If you feel that you can't do that, give it to someone else.

...I'm not stupid. I know a lot of you aren't gonna agree to this. And the Meris probably won't either. I'm sure they want revenge for what happened to Quetzalcoatl, and those of you who lost the Shards Yima gave you probably aren't feeling very merciful right now either...

But if we don't come to some kinda agreement now, that's going to become normal. Things are gonna get really bad. I don't want that. So... can we talk about it, at least?

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[baltimores]

[ There is the very clear impression of Amos smiling as Matt's essence grows pleasant. As he talks about the sense he gets from it. Because it's obvious that Matt is far more spiritual than he, but at the same time, Amos has embraced Zenith in full. The amicable warmth is always going to be tinged with a pleasant coolness to it now, like falling onto a cool pillow at the end of a hot summer's day. Something that feels nice, soothing when pressed up against you, and he's submerged in it.

The vibes are very good, right about now — only disrupted by a little shock of surprise as Matt brings up Sveinn. ]

Uh. I don't think so? I mean, I know about him — [ Amos has been over to Sebastian's before, entirely unsurprisingly. The fact that he isn't sure if he's met Sveinn means he probably actually has not — ] but I don't think he's been... out, any time I've been over. Which has been more than once, since Sebastian makes good food, and we've talked about space and nuclear physics and shit a number of times...

[ Was Sveinn shut in a different room? Was he just very quiet?? Amos does not know, and after that momentary blip of surprise, is thoroughly unbothered by the possibility. ]

How about I come over tomorrow afternoon?

[ He does work by his own schedule, but... that does mean he still has something of one. The structure's good, at least. ]

[semicharmed]

[ The vibes are great. Reaching out to Amos' mind is like dipping your toes into cool water on a hot day, his presence soothing as certainty. Matt feels like he runs hot in comparison--all kinetic energy, a firefly smacking into the sides of its jar. At least here he does, where he's been so frantic. Running around looking for answers, struggling against a conflict that yawns so much bigger than he is.

For the moment, though, he's pleased to have his olive branch accepted. And pleased, too, that Amos and Sebastian seem to have a friendly relationship that involves sharing interesting conversations. Matt always likes to know that the people he likes are having a good time. ]

That sounds great, [ he confirms. A smile. ] I'll make sure to give Sveinn some extra brushing tonight so he won't feel too neglected.

[ From Matt's tone, he doesn't think this is a serious emotional concern. More a chance to dote. He may have started off torn between terror and fascination where Sveinn was concerned, but he's become genuinely fond of the hellbeast. ]

[baltimores]

Cool. [ Amos maintains a pleasantly friendly vibe, like he doesn't really mind if Sveinn gets any extra attention tonight or not — it sounds like a good idea, it just doesn't really affect him. Not like he minds animals or pets, but he has a hard enough time caring about people he doesn't know, so...

So Matt's a good person, that he cares that much about Sveinn. About any and all living creatures, probably.

A little attempt at a matching smile of his own. Somewhat lacking, but the effort is sincere. ] I'll see you tomorrow.