Lost fields of elysium?

[Merc]

He stares at the woman's face with a serious expression, drawing in her appearance, trying to focus on the dancing thought, only to find that something is drowning out the weak thought. A scratchy voice he somehow knows is not his begins to crow at him.

...She holds the answers! She holds the answers! She holds the answers! SHE HOLDS THE ANSWERS!SHE HOLDS THE ANSWERS!

A primal scream leaves his mouth, the first sound he has uttered since he came to, in this world or the other. ""IEARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!"

His hands fly to his head, clutching at it tightly, blue markings pulsating and flashing through his entire being.

....NO! WHAT IS HAPPENING?!?

[Anastasia]

Your arms only move slowly, brushing against a shimmering blue field as they raise up to go to your head. Pain skyrockets as tears blur your vision, agony exploding outward.

Distantly, you hear a few footsteps, then a cold, clinical voice. Its words are garbled and incoherent to you, yet they seem of great importance...

[Merc]

The pain suddenly ceases as the man feels weight on his chest. Staring down, he notes with shock that it is the woman who has planted the side of her face on his chest. Her arms snake around him, and hug him tightly, brimming tears at the edge of her eyes. She mumbles as she holds him, but he cannot comprehend.

His hands fall limply to the side, his tense body loosening as he stares once more at his surrounding with shock, wonder and fear.

In front of him stand three old men, all with flowing white beards, as they chatter amongst themselves while they seem to stare at him with equal shock, wonder and fear.

Behind them, a young man is being held back by two others, held back by the edges of his metal chestplate armor and his arms. His expression is one of rage as he screams things he cannot understand. Rage directed at... him?

The man's eyes widen as he notes the intricate markings on the younger man's arms. Intricate markings much like his owns, except a crimson red.

Once more, words flow out his mouth, not from choice, but a necessity. "...The starry world above... the seal of the red flower," he mutters in a quiet and tired voice.

And all at once, everything goes... white.

[Anastasia]

Flashes of white bind your vision, as you feel your body float away...floating...

Here, again. This void, this being. You have been here before - the outskirts, a sleepy part of your mind tells you. Floating in this sea of darkness is your body and that of your companion's,  perfectly still and restful. You feel propelled forward, away from where you were...

[Merc]

...and towards a distant and small piercing point of light in this sea of darkness.

The point of light however does not grow in size, as it should as he approaches it. What is this light?

Stretching his hand forward, he attempts to grasp for it, and somehow does just that.

Pain.

Quickly opening his palm, he finds the point of light has become a bright red. A bright red growing brighter and brighter, covering more and more space as heat emminates from it.

New points of light begin to appear all around the sea of darkness, each becoming a pulsating ball of red light. He cannot escape anywhere from their burning heat.

As moisture evaporates from his skin, and it begins to crackle and peel, the man begins to strike at the blue markings on his arms, panickly expecting them to do something.

His prayers are answered as they begin to flash and then...

[Anastasia]

Again silence reigns in his world, as the black pitch of unseeing consumes his conciousness. In this great void, words again echo in his mind, as he flies forward.

Elysium...

Her...Her....Her....!

Avatar...

Ko....Koji......

The last word is strained, as the RUSH ahead splatters your awareness all over like a bug victim on the windshield of fate. Like shards of glass, color and image fragments are seen, a thousand to observe in a mere instant.

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"Hey, kid! Hey! Hey, you alive!" This call sounds in your head, each phrase echoing a second later. Mmmm...head...hurts...oooooooh.