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Who: Church, OPEN
What: Magic and also some other stuff
When: uhhhh now-ish. august? call it august.
Where: beach, also places
Warnings: /shrug so far

[Church, once he's fully recovered and out and about, makes a point of heading down to fight club beach to practice magical shit. He's not...he's not good at it. Which is why he's enlisted Ardyn's help with it. But anyone should feel free to laugh at his terrible control over elemental magic. Because it's terrible.

If you stop by room 42, you can probably find him sorting clothes instead of keeping all the shit he looted in the armiger. And you can watch how he's bad at getting what he wants out of the armiger. There might also be little knickknacks and small accents and furniture but honestly it's a small room so not like a whole lot.

There's no real reason for him to be around the rise apartments, especially since the place still seems to be under construction, and he isn't keen to move from the station, but hey, the place has the beginnings of a gym, so...might as well take advantage of that, right?

Otherwise he's just aaaaaround. Maybe in the library, taking some notes! Or wandering around looking disgruntled. Or gruntled. Depends on the mood!]

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What, cuz you think you have all the answers? What are you even doing?

Because I want to help any time I can.

[Because he and Ardyn aren't really that different. Because he gives a shit, because he might resent you from time to time but you're still family.

Answers Church wouldn't like, but still very much true.]

Real fucking poetic, Zune. My teeth are gonna rot out from how sickly sweet you are. [With Ardyn, it's said in a tone of joking love. With Izunia? Sarcasm so thick you could cut it with a knife.]

I'm sure the androids can give you a filling before that happens.

[And just! letting it roll off! Water off a duck's back, etc, etc.

Wait, are those fingerguns?

Yeah, they are. One fingergun, anyway.]

Besides, I've barely been sweet at all to you.

You think this is funny, don't you. [Sure seems like the sand under his feet has frosted over.]

I think that out of the options of that or getting angry, this is the one I'll choose.

[Well, that's perhaps surprisingly straightforward?]

I'm not even doing anything to warrant any anger. I was just minding my own business, and you were the one that decided to come up and give unsolicited advice despite knowing exactly how I feel about you.

So you're the one provoking here, not me.

... [Sigh.] Fine. If that's how you want it.

How the fuck else did you think I wanted it? You think I was gonna welcome you with open arms? Like I'm gonna just be okay with you and hug you and call you my brother-in-law or something? What were you expecting out of this? Did you want me to use up my free hit?

I don't expect anything out of you people anymore.

[And, okay, there's a little temper showing in that.]

But it'd be nice to not be met with aggression every time I extend a hand.

I didn't ask you to lend a hand! [Church points an aggressive finger, and all that ice? Has immediately melted off, replaced with a heat, and there's a flame on the tip of his finger, which it takes him a moment to notice...and then starts waving his hand around trying to put it out.]

Shit shit shit shit-!

[Okay, that -

that reaction to the sudden flame diffuses Izunia's temper a lot. And he's actually fighting off a smile by the time Church manages to deal with it.]

Even so, I'll keep reaching out. I didn't fight tooth and nail for the ability to hope to give up that easily.

[It doesn't hurt- on the contrary, he doesn't even seem to feel these elemental instances at all. But when the flame snaps out of existence, he still pops his finger into his mouth like he burnt himself.

Means he's gonna argue around his finger. Actual 8-year-old Leonard Lucis Caelum, everyone.]

I'm not your brother. Just cuz he feels obligated to try doesn't mean I do.

Yes, well. What point even is there to a brother-in-law who isn't obnoxious, I suppose. I'm still going to try.

Obno- [He finally pulls his finger back out, indignant.] I get that you're old as fuck and I guess you lived in a ghost ring, but if the most negative thing you can think about me is obnoxious, then I don't know what the fuck is wrong with you.

You're obnoxious and short-tempered and occasionally I want to just drop a hundred gallons or so of water over your head.

But you're also family. You're my absolute ignoramus of a brother-in-law, dear as blood. You can think what you like about it, refuse to acknowledge it, hate me all you like -

But for me, it really is that simple.

...

You're a fucking idiot.

[And so help him if the next words out of Izunia's mouth are that's not the reaction I expected. Thankfully that has a microscopic chance of happening, because that reaction should be completely expected.]

No offense, Church, but after what I've been through - after what my brother has been - you're not very impressive. Not in your hate, and not in your ability to hurt me with it.

[No offense, he says. No fucking offense. Well that's just too bad, because for reasons that are momentarily beyond him, he takes full offense.

It actually stings, though he'll be damned if he can immediately think of a reason why he suddenly wants to just turn and walk away, or scream until the sand around him melts. Wouldn't Izunia find him impressive then. A heat shimmer forms around him.]

I'm not scary, so you feel free to keep poking me with a stick and thinking of me like--dear as blood.

...Even if you did frighten me, that would not make you less dear to me.

[He reaches up, fingers stopping on the scarf at his neck.]

Do you think it would? Do you think that there is just some thing that you can do that would make me hate you? Because there is only one thing that would, and it is the one thing I know you'll never do.

You're a loony toons basket case. What kinda wacko insists on loving people who want you dead? Your family! hates! your guts! You do not have a family in this place! Anyone who even considers showing you kindness is wrong on too many levels to count. I am not your fucking brother, your help is not shitting wanted, your existence is a fucking welt on humanity's asshole! You outrageous cuntfaced fucksock!

You wanna know how many people I've come to know with shitty families that decided to take on a new family instead? Fuck your blood. Fuck your misplaced, self-absorbed, shitfuckingly nonsensically codependent concept of family. To think I ever wanted to get in bed with you? Disgusting. I hope you choke on your boyfriend's dick and die.

[Codependent's a lot, coming from you, Church.]

And yet, I'll continue to love you anyway, even if only out of spite.

That's the DUMBEST way to use spite I've ever heard! Oh, you want to murder my face in, well I'll just love you instead, because spite? What the fuck is that about! Like, what does that even possibly accomplish other than making everyone involved, yourself included, completely the fuck miserable!

WHY!

Because the alternative is worse. Because the person I would be without that love is someone that I don't want to be. Because it is more miserable for me to be anyone else, to let myself feel first the resentment of knowing that you got a level of trust in a year from my brother that I never got, not in thirty five years before everything went to shit, nevermind what happened afterwards. Because I can see you as family or I can see you as an invader and only one of those has any room in it for you or me or him or anyone to be happy.

Because love is the cage I built around my 'thirty six ritual executions' ability to hate. It's the buffer between me and destroying everything. The person that you hate so much is exactly the person I don't want to be, and this is how I fight that. By offering my hand and my love until the day that I am no more.

... And because the Draconian destroyed my family and fuck if I'm going to just sit down like a good little puppet and let him win, either.

Ohhhhhhh, oh now you don't want him to win, cuz that makes everything better! You're the invader here, cuz we're perfectly fucking happy without you trying to weasel your way into our lives! Maybe Ardyn never trusted you like me first because you're his brother not his boyfriend and siblings are shitty like that but mostly because you're a terrible fucking person!

Noctis deserves way better than you in his family tree.

[The heat around him has grown stronger, but more startling are the flames licking his body, his clothes, unscathed. Like the flame of a candle, like a campfire. Like Sigma's eternally burning figure.]

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