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aionlogs2022-06-03 04:23 pm
youngprodigy) wrote in aionlogs2022-06-03 04:23 pm
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WHO: Cid, Himeka, Alphinaud, and Estinien
WHAT: Cid has some explaining about the past moon, and Garlean culture, to do
WHERE: A settlement outside of Greentruth
WHEN: The beginning of June
WARNINGS: Discussion of body horror, violent evil empires. Will update if anything else comes up
His encounter with Emet-Selch has been an ever-present thought on Cid’s mind. The guilt he has from his role in the annihilation of Bozja, his role in the massacre at Carteneau, has been present for a long time, but for the Ascian to be able to pull that out of him without even intending– well. It’s not good, is what it is. He’s aware of the general goal of the Ascians, that they’ve been present for thousands of years and have brought about untold misery in an attempt to revive their god, but it’s a frankly moot point thinking about now.
Even if Emet-Selch is somehow alive.
At least it was a painless endeavor to gather everyone together for this. He hopes it’s his own anxiety gnawing at him; that he won’t be stating things people don’t already know.
He folds his arms across his chest, looking serious but not like he’s about to tell world-shattering news. After all, the fact that Cid Garlond had been a high-profile defector is common knowledge, even if the ins and outs of what a nan’s job is might not be so clear to the average Eorzean.
The only thing really notable about Cid is the fact that his arms— and only his arms— have been bandaged in a way not unlike Gaius’ bandages to cover up the burn scars he has. Though unlike Gaius, Cid’s bandages don’t extend to his fingers. “I had a run-in with Emet-Selch in Venera.” It’s obvious that there’s plenty for him to say on the subject, but he seems to refrain from launching into it all immediately. “He and I— Emperor Solus and I, I should say— we have a history. I was the second highest-ranking nan in the country; I knew him quite well. Or I thought I did.” Solus had never been real, after all. A bit part for a megalomaniac to play and nothing more.
In other words, it’s a complete mess. “I decided to say something, because chances are good he’ll use his newfound knowledge of my most miserable experiences against me. Potentially against all of us, as it does involve Dalamud.”
He’s not sure how the Ascian could pull something like that off, but at this point Cid isn’t going to underestimate him.
WHAT: Cid has some explaining about the past moon, and Garlean culture, to do
WHERE: A settlement outside of Greentruth
WHEN: The beginning of June
WARNINGS: Discussion of body horror, violent evil empires. Will update if anything else comes up
His encounter with Emet-Selch has been an ever-present thought on Cid’s mind. The guilt he has from his role in the annihilation of Bozja, his role in the massacre at Carteneau, has been present for a long time, but for the Ascian to be able to pull that out of him without even intending– well. It’s not good, is what it is. He’s aware of the general goal of the Ascians, that they’ve been present for thousands of years and have brought about untold misery in an attempt to revive their god, but it’s a frankly moot point thinking about now.
Even if Emet-Selch is somehow alive.
At least it was a painless endeavor to gather everyone together for this. He hopes it’s his own anxiety gnawing at him; that he won’t be stating things people don’t already know.
He folds his arms across his chest, looking serious but not like he’s about to tell world-shattering news. After all, the fact that Cid Garlond had been a high-profile defector is common knowledge, even if the ins and outs of what a nan’s job is might not be so clear to the average Eorzean.
The only thing really notable about Cid is the fact that his arms— and only his arms— have been bandaged in a way not unlike Gaius’ bandages to cover up the burn scars he has. Though unlike Gaius, Cid’s bandages don’t extend to his fingers. “I had a run-in with Emet-Selch in Venera.” It’s obvious that there’s plenty for him to say on the subject, but he seems to refrain from launching into it all immediately. “He and I— Emperor Solus and I, I should say— we have a history. I was the second highest-ranking nan in the country; I knew him quite well. Or I thought I did.” Solus had never been real, after all. A bit part for a megalomaniac to play and nothing more.
In other words, it’s a complete mess. “I decided to say something, because chances are good he’ll use his newfound knowledge of my most miserable experiences against me. Potentially against all of us, as it does involve Dalamud.”
He’s not sure how the Ascian could pull something like that off, but at this point Cid isn’t going to underestimate him.