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Phase 2 - Of Hymns & Religion

♪ BGM: The Other Side of Memories

"You sing beautifully."

Lyner!?

"Do you sing like this often?"

...I'm not that good at singing, so I have to practice...

"You're being too hard on yourself. You were great."

You don't have to lie to me... My Songs don't help anybody. I'm not like Claire... People need her... And I always get in the way... I'm nothing but trouble.

"... So you and Miss Claire grew up together?"

...Yes. Unlike me, Claire can do anything she wants. Just like the concert today... People can count on her when they need her. I joined the Church and tried my best to become a candidate for the Holy Maidens. But, as a Class-D Reyvateil, I couldn't even find a partner. So when the Bishop ordered me to join the Singing Hill mission, it made me so happy. I actually felt like someone needed me.

"But I do need you, Aurica. At the Singing Hill, when I was about to fall...you saved me with your Song Magic."

...

"Don't act like this. You never got in my way..."

...Why are you so nice to me?

"... Huh? Me? Nice? ...I'm just a normal guy..."

No, you are...

"..."

...You're really kind.

[A.) Action / The Church of Salvation:

♪ BGM: Pulse ~Elemia Arrange~

Aurica found out at some point that there was a church in Mayfield, and that their main day of doing things was on Sunday. Curiously, she decides to get dressed and head there on the first Sunday she's here. Unfortunately, it seems she missed the Mass already, not that she knows what that's about. After admiring both the exterior and interior for a little, she'll move to sit on one of the pews and rest her head on her thumbs, both hands clasped in some manner of prayer.

Though, if she's not doing that, chances are she'll be checking out the whole place, observing with wonderment. Or maybe just sitting on the steps outside.]

[B.) Action / 458 Stone Street / Housemates:

♪ BGM: Malta Living

"Uhm..what kind of religion do you have back where you're from?"]

[C.) Action / Outside & Inside 458 Stone Street:

She'll be outside in her usual Mayfield attire, or indoors doing some housework. She'll then close her eyes and begin to sing in a hushed sort of voice:

Amakami o, kakemau, tama sasayaki yueba,
       (If the spiritual murmurings that soar through the heavens were connected,)

Kanmuribi furimichite, nanihito yuki orinase;
       (the crown of fire would completely descend and interweave the happiness of everyone;)

Samidare no, aimi o, tada nagaruru koe wa,
       (The voice that merely drifts in the indigo sea of an early summer rain,)

Utsuroi sakanagi o~boroge na furusato no ne;
       (is the changing, reversed, and faint sound of your birthplace;)

Kanade narifuku gaia, sora ni hibiki ainaseba
       (If the gaias that we are playing resonated together in the skies,)

Tobekaku, inori no uta matoite;
       (they would be clad in the soaring song of a prayer;)


Yasuragi no oka, namida no garasu, kioku no hako omoi no hi,
       (The hill of peace, the glass of tears, the box of memories, the monument of feelings,)

Hitoe ikue no, utsurou kiito, tamashii no ne musubitsunagu;
       (the single and multiple blank silk threads that tie and connect the roots of the souls;)

Tayutau, mu no umi, shourei no kazaiki,
       (The swaying ocean of nothingness, the breath of wind of the spirits,)

Tokeyuu, mandara ni, utai no miko are.
       (The dissolving and tying mandala, and in there, the singing priestesses.)

After that, she'll either go back to whatever she was doing or sing something else. Unless of course she's interrupted or otherwise distracted.]

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[his helm is indeed on. ] A young woman named Ciel... And one other, but I do not read their life signs here. You are new in town? If so, my condolences.

[((I know Ciel wanted to tag into my entry at some point, so my knowledge of her interaction with Aurica (whether before, during, or after this) is currently up in the air atm x.x))]

Yes, I am...it's okay, I've heard of how it's the same for everybody. I just hope we can all work together to...do something here. [She deflates and lowers her head at that last bit.

She keeps studying the suit though. As bulky and big as it looks, it feels somewhat familiar. Minus the helmet anyway. That looked entirely different than anything she's seen before.] Uhm... what..are you?

I am a member of the legiones Astartes. And you speak with honor, young mortal. [ He slides his helmet off, exposing a craggy face framed with blonde hair so light as to nearly be silver, and grey eyes. ]

Given time, we will get everyone home.

♪ BGM: Music chant (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qQUjow3Zzew)

[She looks up at him as he commends her. As he takes the helmet off, her mouth opens, though not to speak.

At his last line though, she'll take a moment before she perks up and quickly nods.] Unn, I believe that. I'm Aurica, and you?

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Garviel Loken.

[ He looks down at her, thoughtful. ]

Are you from Earth?

Ah...well, not the earth most people know about anyway.

We call it Ar Ciel in our Hymmnos language. It means "The Only or Unique World".

It's ... many many years past this time, almost two thousand. Our previous civilization collapsed and we're barely holding on to what we have left, which isn't much at all..

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Ah. I am from Cthonia, myself. Interesting to hear of another language but the earth ones and High and Low Gothic. What can you tell me of Hymnos?

[ Her comments about civilization collapsing seem to strike close to home, and he crosses fully to her, towering over her in his battered grey armor. ]

[Aurica bends her neck upwards at Garviel. She doesn't seem bothered by it though, and looks back down again to face forward, toward the altar. She imagined the statue of the Songstress & her Guardian, to collect her thoughts.]

Hymmnos... it's a language we use to sing Song Magic with, and speak with the tower we live on. It carries the feelings and thoughts of the singer to the tower, and it helps make them a reality in some form or another. So I suppose you could say that means emotions are our strength, our power. But each Reyvateil -- those that can make use of this -- does this differently, and some are stronger than others.

[She looks back up at you.] Myself, I'm a 3rd Generation Reyvateil, so I'm not very good at what I do, though I've often been told otherwise. [A smile, though her eyes hint at some sadness.]

Oh, did you want to sit down? [She began to stand up. A bit of a silly question if the pews can't support the suit's weight, but she wanted to be polite.]

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[ Garviel's eyes harden when he hears the word magic. ]

I cannot sit here, the engineering of the structure is insufficient to properly endure my bulk.

[ His expression shifts a bit, when he notices the pain in her eyes, and asks. ]

You appear human. What is a Reyvateil?

[Aurica saw the look in his eyes for but a moment, but it was enough to make her feel a little worried. Maybe something happened to him..?

The words go over her head somewhat, but the general idea remains: She was right about the weight. She stayed standing anyway, turning to face him.

She feels relaxed, though still concerned, as he changes his expression.]

... [How do I go about this..?] Reyvateils... From what I know now, we originated from beings created by people in our world. They were made by our previous civilization to harness their technology's potential. Some were made for war... [Her features depressed a little further briefly.] But it's different now, with most of the world and that society destroyed. Our tower is all we have left to live on.

They're supposed to be just like a human: They can eat, sleep, touch, feel, have emotions, and grow up. I can't call it fake... [She looked away.] Someone I knew fought against people who tried to strip her of her feelings from the beginning and developed them anyway.

Most of them were made to be able to... [A flustered frown as her eyes shifted between Garviel and elsewhere.] have kids like humans could. [Then she looked down.] My father was a human, but..my mother was one.

[She turned to look at him again, not knowing what else to say. She couldn't stop wondering about him, though.] I'm sorry, am I troubling you..?

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[ Garviel nods his head, and says. ]

I see... so very different in some ways from Astartes, like myself. We were created too... but our purpose is obvious.

[ He touches his chest with a gauntlet for a moment. ]

No, you are not troubling me. Your story interests me, and is an example of how things can go poorly for humanity during the Dark Ages of technology... and the age of strife that followed.

[She tilted her head at his self-referencing with his chest. A nod later confirms her understanding.]

So you're different from them? What are they, exactly?

[A strained though genuine smile again, as her head peers forward to look at Garviel's face.] What were things like on your world? It sounds like you've been through a lot too...

Different from Astartes? No, I am one.

As for my own world... better to say my own Galaxy. It was a place of civil war. We had begun a golden age before my gene-father betrayed his own father, the Emperor of Mankind.

I was betrayed by my father, for I stayed loyal to the EMperor. He cast me down and left me for dead.

That's...terrible. I'm sorry for you, even if I had nothing to do with it.

[She regarded him in wonder then.] But to say galaxy..? You mean worlds beyond just one? I can't imagine a life like that. It must be vast..

[Her mind pushed the suit back into view. There was something, she just couldn't place it.]

I understand that the Astartes are made for battle and wars, but you seem...different. Somehow. [A breath escapes her, sort of like a half-chuckle, though more in self-exasperation. Gene...]

You feel more...than just a, thing, bred for only one thing. I think that's what I meant to say.

[ He shrugs his shoulders, and smiles a little. ]

Your words are kind but you need not say them. And yes... life is vast. Vaster than we as humans can comprehend. We are dwarfed by the cosmos, and only the Emperor and his twenty sons had a chance of grasping it.

[ He gets an almost-sad look when she says that he feels like more than just a thing, and explains. ]

All Astartes begin as mortal men, before our enhancements into post-human warriors. And I have been told that among the Legiones Astartes, i was the most human of them all. I don't know if this is true, and a part of me wonders if this is a failing. [ He looks down at the Reyvateil. ] But as a general rule, I tend to have more mortal friends than the rest of the Space Marines do.

[She listens to him, trying to take it all in, knowing that for the first time she is thinking beyond a single world as she looks on in wonder.

Her face appears more sympathetic as she listens further, almost empathic.]

It suits you...you're gentle, and kind. I don't think of it as a failing. Especially when I know for myself that our true power as humans come from within.

...May I call you Garvi?

If you wish to do so, I shall not stop you.

[ Normally only Tarik calls him Garvi. That... feels strange to him, slightly. And so... he has an awkwardly quiet moment after that. ]

...

[Aurica decides to break the silence, as much as it felt alright to just let it be, as she wondered, wanting to know about Garviel more.]

You mentioned the Imperial Truth earlier. Is that your own religion?

The imperial truth is the absence of religion. It is the ascendancy of reason and secular humanism. We do right because it is moral, not because a god tells us to do it.

There are no gods, only those that would deceive us... daemons, or voices in the warp.

Science and truth are what guide us, what we put our faith in as we bring the light of knowledge to the darkest corners of the universe.

[When it came right down to it, her people were worshiping mortal beings, not goddesses. Some even tried to trick her and others, taking advantage of their good will. But she knew in the end that, regardless of what it made her before and after, what held up the Church of El Elemia was beyond the concepts of gods.

Still, she didn't quite know how to convey that to people without it being a problem, yet. Her encounter with the boy earlier told her as much. However, it opened her to the idea that there would be different takes on the subject, no matter who she would talk to.]

There's so much I want to say, but I don't know where to begin...

I really admire that concept, of doing what's right simply because it is. Radolf back home always saw that the people's needs would come first, regardless of how we believed things.

[ Garviel shrugs, simply letting her talk about what she wishes, but he does interject a question, as well as a comment. ]

Radolf sounds like a man with a good view of things. He was your friend then?

He was...is. Back home. He's like an uncle to me, taking care of me..

[..in the Church, is what she wanted to say, but she was trying to avoid allusion to that for now. Maybe this would be her way of breaking it in.]

My best friend Claire took care of me as I grew up, but eventually I joined up with Radolf, and we helped people wherever we were asked ... well, his group did. I tended to come along, but I had no real partner myself for a time. I couldn't really do much of anything, so one wasn't chosen for me...until Lyner came into my life, anyway. [At his mention, her eyes shifted down, her heartache reminded of him once more.]

Ah... Lyner was your lover then? [ Garviel is getting better at reading teenage girls, considering his partner. In this case it's a guess, but probably a good one. ]

[Her eyes shifted back up, but only to open wide as she felt taken aback, face reddening at an impressive rate. Obviously Aurica was taking the meaning pretty far.]

...W--W-W-W-What?! No! [She covered her cheeks with her hands, looking away.] What--what would make you think that?

[She had half a mind to slap him from embarrassment, but this was someone she just met, and she refrained due to the new-found bond they had with each other.]

Nothing in particular.... but young girls of your apparent age seem to think about boys a lot in this way, or so I have noticed.

I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. We Astartes do not do such things, and as such we're not very shy about them. We just ask questions because it is alien to us.

So he was your friend and partner?

abloobloooblooo. yup.

Hehe =x

after would be funny, timeline wise. Garvi always stops in to worry about her :3

Aw how sweet =)

Re: Aw how sweet =)

You know, I just realized what I'm gonna write...

And what is that?

Oh, I noticed the coincidence between Ciel and Ar Ciel. xD

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My posts are full of all the edits in the world, sorry D:

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