Nida | FF8 (
skyward_eyes) wrote in
aterat2023-09-14 12:32 pm
[Open] Headache And A Half
Who; Nida, Open
What; A New Voice In His Head and Chocobo Wrangling
Where; Scientia Household, Markets, Near Chocobo Ranch
When; September
Warnings; Discussion and depictions of talking to voices in your head.
I. The Statue | Scientia Home
What; A New Voice In His Head and Chocobo Wrangling
Where; Scientia Household, Markets, Near Chocobo Ranch
When; September
Warnings; Discussion and depictions of talking to voices in your head.
I. The Statue | Scientia Home
It arrives at the door of the house, and just looking at the small statue, Nida knows it's for him. No doubt another one of those little finds that Raimon is good at, something on a list of them that Nida had prepared but never gotten around to coming back for. But he knows it's for him, because he recognizes it from home. Not this little piece, smaller than either of their pets specifically, was exactly like the ones he'd seen at home in pictures, but it was still something of home.II. The Arguments | Markets
"Now if only I could figure out why you're here," Nida says as he picks the thing up and heads to the kitchen for his morning coffee. He puts the statue on the table to consider where it was almost immediately met by Julia leaping up and nuzzling against it.
"No accounting for your taste, Jules," he tells the feline before sipping at his coffee. What could this be? What could it mean? Why did every bit of his magical senses gifted by Siren scream that it was important?
"Why do you seem so familiar?" he asks after a sip of coffee. Then he reaches out for the thing once more and...
The mug breaks on the floor when he falls. Not that Nida, currently passed out on the floor, really notices.
Nida was learning a lot recently. Like how even a simple walk through the markets on his patrol shift was going to be a headache if he didn't know how to make peace in his own mind.III. The Chase | Near Chocobo Ranch
Oh! Grapes! We should have grapes. You like Grapes!
YOU like Grapes. He doesn't like grapes. There should be no grapes. Raisins instead I think.
Raisins are just boring grapes with wrinkles. Oh, that's why you like them. They're wrinkly. Like you.
And you clearly prefer grapes because they are bloated and much better crushed and fermented like-
"Will you shut up? I'm getting apples and that's final," Nida hissed under his breath, hoping no one else heard him. Which, given his luck, seemed pretty unlikely.
"Kweh."
"I don't think I can argue with that," Nida said in response to the vocalization of the red chocobo underneath him. The chocobo shied one way and then the other, as if distressed, and Nida of course reached forward to pat her neck gently.
"I know," he says, his voice soft. "I know it's scary. You can smell them too. But I promise, we're here to help the other chocobos. And I won't let any wolves get you. I just need you to do me a favor and help get the other chocobos safe, okay?"
If it gets dangerous, I can shield you!
"That's not a helpful observation, Carbuncle, because she doesn't even know you're here," Nida noted as he nudged the chocobo into motion toward a blur of yellow in the distance. "Maybe save your protectiveness for someone who can understand the words when I relay a message."
And from the looks of it, there might be someone up ahead, astride that other chocobo. Nida raises a hand in greeting to the distant form.
"Well met! You helping out here too?"

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"I suppose we can find you a tutor. Some master who knows what they are doing."
Not that he knows who fits that.
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He also didn’t have a weapon exactly. The boy was so used to improvising to survive that he hadn’t really thought about it outside situations where things go dangerously.
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Sometimes you can get cornered without your powers. So he liked the backups. But he'll accept whatever Mono wants to do.
"Alright, here," he says, turning them toward the guard house. This is where he can sit down and try to deal with the arguments in his head.
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The comment gets Mono’s attention, and the boy looked up at the guardhouse. “Oh! We’re here already. Can I do anything for ya now, or is your head gonna be okay?”
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"I just suppose I need to teach them the value of working together."
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Mono tilted his head a little at that. “Yeah, a lot of stuff is easier when you work with someone else. Plus, it’d be better for you if they could stop arguing.” The boy had his own kind of experience in working with someone. Sometimes it was the only way out of a situation. “I guess it can be kinda scary to trust someone to work together, though.” Which was ironically because of the last person he worked with.
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There, it's ready to go.
"It would. But it isn't in their nature. Normally back home we'd divide them up, but they also aren't as vocal back home."
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Getting to work and copying what he’d observed Ignis do in the mornings before they all left for their respective jobs or arrangements for the day, Mono spoke over his shoulder curiously. “So, if you were back there, you wouldn’t have to have them both in your head at once?” And they didn’t talk as much? Mono wondered why it was so different back in Nida’s home than here.
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"Exactly," Nida says. "I work with Leviathan or sometimes Pandemonia instead."
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“What are they like?” Mono asked curiously, wondering how different they might be from Siren or the Carbuncle one that just got here. Internally, the boy hoped that Nida wouldn’t have to deal with even more in his head someday if there were that many different ones.
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How do you describe that one? Nida doesn't even have words for it.
"Fickle. Loud in one moment, a whisper in another. Tempestuous in their moods."
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The rest of it, well, Mono doesn’t know the word tempestuous, but he can at least guess a little based on the rest of what Nida said. Mostly. “So you dunno one minute or the next what Pandemona would be like. That must be kinda confusing to work with?”
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Which Nida doesn't realize isn't something Mono's familiar with. If he got that, he'd point out that it's sort of like how Ignis is.
"It can, but they also weren't very talkative or prone to interacting with me, so it was fine," he says with a shrug.
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Once he finished and hurried (carefully) over to hand the man the cup. “Here ya go, one coffee for your head.” He hoped it helped…!
“I guess that would kinda help if they were talking all the time, then.” The boy ended with a tilt of his head. It seemed like all of them were pretty complicated in their own way. He just hoped that the two Nida had in his head learned to get along soon.
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"I don't either," Nida admits. "I lost my parents when I was younger than you are now. And with GFs feeding on memories, I don't remember her."
Coffee. Nida smiles and takes it in hand to sip at it. Even though it's still stupidly hot.
"Yeah, it helps a bit. But Carbuncle is so excited right now."
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Since Nida seemed okay with the coffee, even as hot as it was, Mono guessed he did an okay job!
“I guess that makes sense, since they only just got here and being in a new place and in your head.” He mused, knowing it was pretty weird to suddenly be here, too.
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"You have them now. Sort of. In Ignis and myself. We're your family and we love you so much, Mono. So very much."
And Nida didn't want to let the kid go.
"Exactly. He's excited, and he'll maybe calm down in time."
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But they hadn’t ever expressed anything more than care and acceptance, even when he returned and made such a chaotic mess of part of the harbor districted. So he kept that part to himself in hopes of holding onto this. That clumsy, uncertain attempt at a smile crossing the boy’s ace as he sat down after turning off the stove where he’d made the coffee. “If parents and family are like you guys, then… I guess I’m super lucky, ‘cause you guys are always so nice and make me feel kinda safe.” He loves them too, even if he’s a little afraid to say something like that.
Kicking his legs back and forth a bit with his usual restless energy, he tilted his head slightly at the idea that carbuncle might really calm down. “I wonder if you can make that faster, like take a day off to show him as much of stuff around here as you can till he gets bored and nothing’s new anymore.” A childish idea, perhaps, but he is a kid.
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"I would like to try that, but I cannot just summon him. So he has to see it through my eyes and my memories, and so Siren will of course get testy when he speaks up."
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They are opposites. In fact, many GFs in his world seemed to have opposite numbers. Which was what was causing this issue.
"And their personalities... It's like having Ignis together with someone unorganized who doesn't like coffee and talks constantly."
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Put in that context, it was pretty easy to imagine how bad that would go! “Oh… Yeah, that would be really for them to work around each other, huh...” So Nida was stuck until Carbuncle calmed down enough to be less chatty and even then they might still bicker? That sucked.
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It is better not to force his husband to take on such an odious task, even though Ignis does volunteer for it.
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“Do ya forget a lot of things with two of them?” Mono asked quietly, tilting his head slightly. He wondered if there was anything more he could do to help, or if it was more of an ‘adult thing’ that he couldn’t. Then again, even if he could, he doubted they wouldn’t like the inside of his head much. People seemed a bit baffled the one time he tried to explain things.
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yeah that sounds about right
Then we shall wrap