[OPEN] If this day was your last

[silentabyss]

Who: Noah & YOU!
What: July Catch-All
When: Throughout July
Where: Various; see prompts for specific locations
Warnings: Will be posted in specific prompt headers if they come up
Notes: Open prompts are in here, as well as specific closed things! If you want me for something either send a message to this journal, poke me on the game discord, or bonk me at wolfchan!



FURTHER NOTES: Throughout the month Noah has an extremely obvious cut on his arm that has also torn the sleeve of his jacket. He keeps it bandaged but for the first week of the month it's extremely obviously there. People are free to approach him at any time about the injury and ask him questions, but be warned he will get extremely defensive and aggressive if pushed too much. Could make for some fun CR, idk.

Comments

[silentabyss]

...yeah. That's fine.

[It's not like he isn't there every other night anyway. Even if he's not sleeping, sometimes he simply bumbles in, on those nights where he doesn't go lock himself up in the library or sleep in the middle of the hallway lest his night terrors wake people.

So, yes, he's fine with that, he trusts everyone who sleeps in that classroom regularly. Noah doubts he'll be sleeping tonight anyway. Despite the pain all over his body, he's not exactly tired. Tired of this, yes, of feeling vulnerable and scared even though he's reminding himself that he's fought countless enemies before so why does he feel so awful? Tired physically, yes. Tired enough to sleep, no, the adrenaline is still pumping in his veins and it probably will be all night.

It's not different from usual. He'll just spend the time in absolute silence come midnight, freaking out internally and unable to scream... yeah! That sounds great.

Fuck this place.]

I hate it here, [he mutters finally, voice cracking,] I just want to go home.

[sunstead]

[yeah... please sleep with your dads instead of hiding in the library or sleeping in the middle of the hall, that's just not safe or comforting. It's fine even they're all too stressed to sleep. Just knowing that Noah is alive and safe is enough to put Clamor's heart at ease, anyway, compared to his own nightmares that only end in tragedy...

I just want to go home. Who wouldn't, in a place like this?

... he's no good at lying. He hesitates, sidestepping the question posed at himself, it's simple enough to just not voice an agreement.]

We'll find a way back. Then we'll go to the Demon Realm, find the El Search Party, and track down Henir's Order... I know we can do it. [maybe within the next ~2 years... it's fine. they'll figure it out.]

[silentabyss]

[He leans heavily into Clamor, giving one short nod as indication that he's registering the words. With his mind in overdrive as it is, it's hard to focus on anything but what just happened. The reassurance is nice, however hopeless it seems now.]

When we leave... are you going to be a sickle again? [Of all the things to focus on now, that is still one of Noah's more pressing concerns.] Do you think you'll be able to keep your body?

[More than anything else, what Noah wants is for Clamor to live his own life; he'd established as much back when Komaeda confronted him in front of the wish board and he'll say it over and over again until the world gets the damn point. No matter how many times Clamor may deflect, it's a thought that remains in the back of Noah's mind, a constant goal.

Right now, it's more of a distraction than anything, idle babble to fill the silence before the silence becomes forced. He'd rather talk about something else, something other than what happened; isn't that always the case with him?]

[sunstead]

[well

that fucking backfired.

he is, unfortunately, at least partially aware of what was said to Komaeda... and that's yet another reason for him to keep his honesty to himself. Noah doesn't need to know his true feelings. it's better if he doesn't. he has his own goals, his own ambitions to follow, and Clamor shouldn't be holding him back with his selfish wants...

he has to lie, just a little. but only part of it has to be a lie.]

It sure would save us some time if I could, wouldn't it? But even if I end up a sickle again... I don't mind, as long as we can keep being partners. We'll find our own solution.

[except you can't just "make" a human (or half-elf) body, and transferring a living soul between two objects is already something that's never been tried before... not by any ethical mages, at least, and who knows if the soul would even remain fully intact from that. but those are all facts that he's just going to conveniently forget for right now, since it seems so much more believable while he's already alive and breathing. please just believe that they can do this.]