S72 | mental link

[sistershoggoth]

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TELEPATHY PERMISSIONS

Annie is a lot of things. She is not entirely just a human, her consciousness is also the consciousness of an alien planet: where she is life and death, growth and decay, all of nature and the ocean and all of the things that survive in those places. She's every rock down to its individual atoms. A casual observer is unlikely to get that far in their understanding of her, but those who get closest to her and end up sharing dreams with her will have a chance to understand this granularity of her other-ness. At a further distance, the inside of Annie feels very expansive, a large and lightless space which observes. There is always a sense like she is getting closer to you, a subtle invasion of privacy, space, autonomy. She doesn't do this on purpose, it's just what's in her. There's definitely a sense that she could swallow or drown you, in herself. The big black emptiness she feels inside is rarely in line with what she's presenting externally, it's very dissonant. It's worse when she's actively analyzing you. Better when she's totally dismissive of your existence. This is what lurks in the depths of Annie, but her human side is there. Her humanity is strained by the enormity of what she is secondarily aware of. She's not entirely sane, nor stable. Her mind is extremely active, and her imagination particularly vivid. She comes with a great deal of noise and color, which is a total smokescreen for keeping the more otherworldly aspects of herself in the periphery. This only kind of works, her other nature tends to expose itself regardless and her mental voice is not merely one voice, but all those voices coming together, which gives them a warbling, underwater like quality. She's a recovering, and often relapsed, addict and alcoholic. She is always trying not to feel something, and always wishing to not really be herself. The noise and color also tries to cover up this, she is always trying to ignore her own strain: pain, anxiety, sorrow. When she is drinking, much of the sensory onslaught of her is muted, a way of clouding herself: a murky swamp that she wallows in. When she is using... everything is amplified and she is particularly sprawling and out of control.

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(frozen comment) day 33ish, i think

[somnifacient]

[Later, a familiar mind brushes past, coupled with a question. Tired but hopeful.]

(Hey. Want to see what I've found?)

[Regarding art supplies, he means.]

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[sistershoggoth]

( Shit. Did you actually go run errands for me. )

[ I mean. She wanted him to. And she needs the stuff. But like. What a people pleaser...... ]

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[somnifacient]

[If only she knew about the ridiculous errands he's run for people back on Eos. Scrounging around for art supplies on Shril was benign at best. Besides, it kept him busy and distracted.]

(You said you wanted them.)

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[sistershoggoth]

( I do, I do, shit. Let me put some fucking clothes on and I'll come see them. )

(frozen comment) honks horn

[deployed]

( Get up. We're leaving now. )

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[sistershoggoth]

[ Her mind stirs, like the uncoiling of a resting serpent. ]

( We got a competition to win, what the fuck. )

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[deployed]

( That doesn't matter. We need to leave right now. You can come with Murphy and me. )

(frozen comment) i lost this notif somewhere....

[sistershoggoth]

( How the hell are we supposed to just up and leave? I fucking asked a week ago and got fucking blown off by tiny twat. )

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[somnifacient]

[Sometime after Nyx and Annie enjoy their little rendezvous together, here comes Noct, slipping into the crevices of her mind. It's usually done with restraint, similar to a wave lapping at one's feet -- this time, he's less tactful about it.]

(What the hell was that?!)

[That is to say, are you serious? He knows what it was, of course. How could he not?]

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[sistershoggoth]

( Have we talked about what a stick in the mud you are? )

[ She feels like they have, that it might've been that time he dragged her out of a mosh pit begging her to please do anything less overwhelmingly loud. She feels like this conversation is also going to end on that note. ]

( It was fun. )

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[somnifacient]

[To Noctis, these are two very different situations. A loud alien rock concert is decidedly not the same as having sex with another broodmate.]

(You realize that the rest of the brood could... feel that, right?)

[So. Awkward. And Noctis hasn't perfected the art of mental barriers, so one can only imagine how very real it was to him.]

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[sistershoggoth]

( Ugh, so? Just give us a round of applause then. )

[ For Annie this is about as awkward as hearing your roommate doing it on the other side of a wall... Aka not at all. ]

(frozen comment) sauna time

[justttkidding]

[ Not one to leap before looking, November brushes his mind against Annie's. It's a familiar feeling, the creeping edge of her murk and the crisp, crackling ice along his own. It's something like a knock, without the door. Testing to see if he's invited. ]

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[sistershoggoth]

[ The way she stirs is slow, she's drunk: again, still, again. More drunk than she was at the funeral, a heavy, oblivious drunk that's lingering on the edges of unconscious. But a benefit of the mental link is the recognition, immediate, no mistaking him for anyone else, and he's someone she might just be interested in responding to. That collection of people is low right now. At odds with some, disinterested in others, ]

( What's up, buttercup? )

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[justttkidding]

[ Her thoughts are more muddied than usual, covered in a haze he feels familiarity in. All those times he'd woken April up or been a shoulder for her to lean on so she'd get back to their hotel. It's drink, the burn of alcohol, the odd slur and uptick of temperature when the blood runs thin.

He doesn't comment on it. ]

(Soaking up water and sun, like a good flower. I'm bereft that you've left me here to make snide comments on my own.)

(frozen comment) day [incoherent mumbling]

[somnifacient]

[Noctis, for whatever reason other than being polite, still has a habit of knocking at Annie's mental doors... before just slipping under the cracks and eking his presence slowly into her mind, anyway. This time is no different, and without much preamble:]

(My best friend from Eos is here. Did you get a chance to meet him?)

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[sistershoggoth]

[ The thing shifts, joints rolling to peer curiously sideways at the sense of him. She wonders when the last time they talked about anything was, didn't that used to be constant? Well, she's not so surprised by that, self-medicating always did have a way of isolating you; the taste of bad decisions. ]

( Maybe, dunno, I drank with a bunch of people at the funeral. )

[ Losing track of who she's meant to be connected with, names, places, statements. ]

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[somnifacient]

[It isn't what he wanted to hear as a response. He is more than aware of the fact that they've not spoken in a while, not even about stupid, little things. Not even exchanging snarky words, fake fighting and making faces at each other. The drinking had gotten in the way. As always, disapproval rises, but Noctis is trying to keep this a normal conversation for once -- before it devolves into something that makes them both upset.]

(His name's Prompto. You should say hi sometime. You two would get along.)

[Maybe.]

(frozen comment) very late 037/very early 038

[raw]

( So I figured out what my ant power is. )

[ this is actually a 3am wyd text. ]

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[sistershoggoth]

( Are you the queen? Have you started laying eggs? )

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[raw]

( Wow, how did you guess. )

(frozen comment) (ZHAUTAS)

[bracchium]

[Bucky gently tugs on Annie's mental link as soon as he realizes that it's Noctis on the network. There's a quiet sense of confusion and uncertainty.]

( Noctis is here. )

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[sistershoggoth]

[ For one whole second, she's excited. Heart in her throat and all she wants to do is go running and jump right into Noctis's arms. She'd been that bad joining them all on Hyrpria, failing to look like a pilgrim because her stupid fucking boys had gone off on a mission without her and she'd wanted to die.

And then it all withers because she knows it can't be him. She'd feel it if he were, and her stupid baby prince is the same distance away he's been. Out in the depths of the stars where it's hard to sense him and impossible to talk to him. Because she went off on a mission without him. Why'd she ever think she could handle that... Her loneliness is vast, a floor dropping out. ]

( Oh. Right. The little baby one. )

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[bracchium]

[Bucky never meant to do that to her, to raise her hopes and dash them just as quickly. He didn't see any noticeable differences and now... he should apologize. No, he needs to apologize. He knows what it's like to hope, to wish for something he can never have.

He wouldn't put that pain on anyone.]

( Sorry, Annie. )

[He should've known, should've recognized the lack of another mind connected to theirs, but he didn't.]

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[sistershoggoth]

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