#* ✦ cloudhymn

[samudrarthaa]

more of dan heng using his cloudhymn magic and teaching us about vidyadhara please and thank you

[pinkrose05]

We need to talk A Lot more about the Passerby's Rejuvenated Wooden Hairstick, because HOW did everyone gloss over the fact that Ren's immediate proximity has a healing/reviving effect???

[shining-gem34]

🌕 for rook.

Memory Lane || Accepting @cloudhymn

TW: Implied Character Death (Temporary)

Record XERRORERRORERROR: DEAD END

Whenever something happens, he always will strive to rise above it somehow.

Whenever a situation turns south, he always will survive one way or another.

Whenever death comes knocking at his door, he always find a way to live another day.

Rook knew his luck will run out one day. With it, he will finally pay the price of his hubris.

"It's just..." He struggles to raise his head before a series of coughing seizes his throat. His vision blurs looking away from the blood pooling on the ground (his blood is black as death).

At the horizon, space and time has splintered forming a crack in the skies. The air around it distorts sucking everything in within it's grasp. Beyond the cracks in space lies his goal, the beautiful blue jewel of his home world: Earth.

He can go home. They, he and Dr. Drake, can go home now.

Except what stands between them and the exit is an indomitable foe and their army.

This planet guardian whose body and mind became corrupted by the cancer (Stellaron). They siphon the lifeforce they're tasked to protect as fuel for their ever-burning body. A flame that burns as bright as the stars nearly blinding him with their light.

"It just had to be right at the finish line." Rook head throbs at the tantalizing whispers echoing in his head. The whispers of the Stellaron resonating with the fragments eroding his body.

Nearby, Dr. Drake stirs awake and shifts to lift her head. Her glasses lost amidst the chaos of the first wave of attacks. The pristine white coat dirtied with dust and blood.

"Hah. Rise and shine, sunshine. You got any bright ideas how to get us out of this and straight home?" Rook asks, standing up on shaky legs.

"If I could, then we wouldn't be in this mess already! Besides, isn't this your field of work, soldier?!" Dr. Drake snarks, but her face turns serious as she examines him. Her brows pinch in worry, "Hey, your body..."

The fragments he picked up long ago are finally picking up their dues. A dark-violet armor made from remnants of Destruction melds into his skin and turn it into hardened scales of armor. It doesn't stop there for it intends to consume him entirely. Already, the parasite is moving past his shoulder. The golden lines injected into his veins burns to the point he feels faint.

Somehow, it's a miracle Rook is barely clinging onto his consciousness by sheer spite and willpower.

"You idiot! Didn't I tell you to let that thing go?!" Dr. Drake shrieks, clutching to her bleeding side as she rises up.

"Yeah. About that, I think it's too late for me now." Rook wheeze finding it difficult to breathe.

"Shut it. We can still fix this once we're back on Earth." The doctor snaps, but she cannot continue denying the inevitable by the gray parlor of Rook skin.

Rook strains a smile at her knowing they both know he's dying at this point. What did it matter if he transforms into a monster? It will no longer be 'Rook'- Just a violent monster following their instinct to kill.

"Chin up, Dr. Drake. There's still hope."

"Really? I don't see the probability of us getting out of this. Not with that alien and their army in the way." Dr. Drake said bluntly, gesturing to the said army encroaching upon them. But she realizes shortly what he was planning, "Wait, you're not...!"

"Chit-chat over, Doctor. Hold on tight and don't let go!"

Nimble hands transformed into claws plucks the doctor by her waist. He digs his heels into the ground before he starts a run. Ignoring the pain shooting up to his head, Rook dashes forward straight into the enemy army. His other hand gripping his sword-whip tightly.

With a battle cry, he leaps into the fray delivering a swift kick to one of the soldiers head. So brittle they break under his heels, but the numbers are nothing to scoff at. Not when the trickier ones are in hiding waiting to explode once they're close enough.

In his arm, Dr. Drake protests went silent and clings to him tightly. Her heart not ready for Rook suicidal mission, but it was too late now. Even as she witnesses her bodyguard transformation picking up rapidly. The erosion of his human flesh replaced by the cursed armor covering more than half of his body.

Rook doesn't stop. He grits his teeth and continues moving forward swinging his sword. The blade stretched in an arch and slicing the next wave of soldiers. Tearing apart his enemies standing in his way unable to feel the pain lancing throughout his body. The adrenaline pumping into his veins forcing him to move his legs.

"Clench your teeth and don't bite your tongue, Doctor!" Rook rasps, unable to recognize his own voice with how distorted it sounds.

"What the hell are you-?!"

A burst of quantum power explodes underneath his feet. Farther than ever before, Rook jumps through the air and high into the sky. Yet his human body has reached its limits and his power starts to dissipate.

Before its fully gone, he lifts Dr. Drake in his arms and throws her high into the air. The said doctor shrieks in surprise, but her eyes widen seeing Rook starting to fall below her. Her world shifts, swallowed up by the quantum power briefly and spat out even farther away from her bodyguard.

Instead of descending to her doom, Dr. Drake is being lifted higher. She lifts her head up to see she's under the rift to Earth. Turning back to Rook, the doctor reaches a hand out to him. A meaningless effort for how far away they are now.

"Rook...!" Dr. Drake calls out in frustration.

For Rook, who can relax knowing the doctor made it out safe and sound, lets himself fall. He finds it strange how he's feel at peace for once. Smiling, he sees Dr. Drake lithe figure passing through the rift as the cracks in the sky mend itself.

The golden lines reaching his face burns. His vision growing heavy, feeling the crunch of a helmet forming around his head. The visor finishes, burning away the remaining pieces of his humanity like the giant star- a flaming fist dives right for his meager flesh and armor.

As long as someone makes it home, that's enough for me.

A strangled scream rips out of his throat.

Rooks shoots up instantly on his bed. Cold sweat soaking his shirt and unruly hair. His eyes wide trying to process his surroundings. He takes deeps to calm the rapid beating of his heart. Almost choking a few times caused him to be nauseous leading for Rook to go straight to the bathroom to throw up.

After washing his face and hands, he sits on the tile floors trying to stop his hands from shaking.

“Shit me a ton of fucking bricks, what the fuck was up with that dream?” Rook mutters, resting his forehead on his hands.

Then a thought occurred to him and he lifted his head, “Wait. Was it the SoulGlad I had before bed that caused it? Lords, I hope it didn't expire. I didn't read the labels either and I drank a whole three bottles of that stuff. I heard that stuff has memoria in it.”

After tonight, Rook vowed to avoid drinking SoulGlad for a while and try to start having good sleeping habits in order to avoid another nightmare like that.

...

>🌕 ― a vivid memory.

>Inspiration Song

[yingren]

... stinky ...

“ of five people, one needs to take a shower and... well. ”

[altarfates]

don't question how it's happening, just know that dh is spiritually pulling on dan feng's tail and chewing him out for getting him into this mess ( his life )

who was it that raised his successor to be so petulant ? dan feng is going to level him with an admonishing stare before wresting his tail free and using it to smack him atop the head. perhaps a considerable whack to the head will instil some manners.

[pluumed]

"a data bank? so... a digitised library of information you have collected throughout your travels? fascinating..." the scholar has already turned his back on the trailblazer, chin between finger and thumb as he mind runs away with him. the possibilities are endless, if he could somehow manage to create a bank of all the information he's discovered since the dawn of this catastrophe... "how do you store it? does it require a... power source of some kind? how much information can it hold?" ; @cloudhymn liked for an anaxa

[desiredrivcn]

hits u with a stick

chews on the stick

[lunaetis]

@cloudhymn replied to your post :

" they're lying, eden. i swear. "

─「エデン」─  " so you won't bite me if i asked ? " disappointed raccoon noises.

[yingren]

“ crash tag team racing is one of my favourite games, ren. you better not ruin this for me with your lack of breathing. so dramatic. “

❝ okay, nerd. ❞ it should be studied why dan heng can't ask him to play games with him like a normal vidyadhara but since he's already avoiding therapy like he's committing tax fraud and topaz is after his ass maybe we just let this one slide !

[altarfates]

it wasn't often they were caught during their 4am raids of the fridge. there hadn't been much time before a groggy welt yang had switched on the lights to catch the two nameless around an assorted plate of cheese slices and forbidden ham. ah ? but it seems there's only one nameless caught here. dan heng has used his cloudhymn to flee the scene of the crime.

the scent of petrichor ? no that's a scent of a coward !!! he cannot believe dan heng has done this ?? is there no loyalty to be found on the express ? this is why march is his best friend and dan heng is further down the ranks ! he cannot trust him not to vamoose when things get to the nitty-gritty ! with a slice of ham hanging despondently from his mouth he's making a bee-line for dan heng's archives with thoughts of revenge and gnawing on his precious books at the forefront of his mind.

[gemkun]

i know this isn’t the case but — imagine dan heng being unable to control his draconic features. imagine at the most random of times that his tail pops out or his horns sprout. i just think that would be cute. . .

[desiredrivcn]

@cloudhymn: happy birthday from one hydro dragon to another.

as a fellow hydro dragon, he couldn't help but be a bit happier when said fellow dragon wishes him a good day.

"thank you, mr heng. i do hope your future travels are not as... chaotic as your past ones." he says - knowing it's likely a jinx.

[vessmar]

@cloudhymntobe. || semi–plotted starter.

this shouldn't have been part of the script. if elio knew about the circumstances of these events, why would he have sent vess on a mission that would end in being stuck stranded in rough waters? perhaps this was a test, a way to see how far he'd come from the person he was when elio took him in — perhaps he'd be fine. if his script didn't end here, surely he would make it out without an incident.

none of these thoughts quelled vesper's fear as he heard a deep crack coming from the debris he was kneeling on, hands braced on the surface, knuckles white as his fingers tried to find purchase. the only other person he'd ended up stranded with in the mayhem was similarly trapped, braced as the debris began to break. "i can't swim," vess breathed, voice far more strained than he'd like it to be, "and i'm half metal, i won't float. can you swim? are you ab—"

the debris finally snapped in half, sinking from the middle out. vess slipped, fingertips finding no grip as he went down, dragged under the waters as the debris sank.

logic told him he needed to be calm, conserve his energy, his air supply would run out faster if he struggled — but logic holds no reign in the lands of sheer panic. trauma got the better of vess, perfectly invisible tears bleeding into the waters around him, arms thrashing as he too sank quickly. looking up between strands of his own hair, he could see dan heng struggling too, fighting the water to try and stay afloat. in that moment, vesper was certain elio had seen a different path for him, and he had missed it along the way. he was certain he'd die here, in the dark depths, final moments in the torment of his childhood. he could feel that man's hands in his hair, imagine the sensations of being shoved down, down, down, and as vess' vision grew less and less clear, and his chest began to hurt, he reached up towards the light in a near–hopeless effort to find something to save him.

[lunaetis]

▸▸ [ @cloudhymn || starter call. ]

─「エデン」─  " i had trusted others so easily. i had little to fear or suspect. " there was a hint of regret in her voice. doubt. it was something that didn't exist in her before. " maybe that was my biggest mistake. just maybe ... all this was to teach me a lesson. "

[yingren]

he’s just flipped a coin and unblocked ren’s number, labelled under the warning ‘ ABSOLUTELY NOT. ’

[ mssg: ] heyyy

 [ 📱 12 : 30 ] what is your problem  [ 📱 12 : 30 ] miss me that much huh  [ 📱 12 : 30 ] ???

 [ 📱 12 : 49 ] fine where are you i'm on my way

[trlblzd]

️ ️️ @cloudhymn sent : “ you didn't have to step in and help me, but you did, and i appreciate that. “

    WHILE  THEY  KNOW  THAT  DAN  HENG  IS  MORE     than capable of handling himself, it feels near insulting to hear the words :   didn't have to.      they know that if put in the same position, their companion would not     HESITATE     with saving them either.    he would do everything in this power to keep them safe which is precisely why they believe that their actions are a definite     MUST.     he would never cower in the face of danger all the same.    lips twitch into a small frown, not necessarily upset with him but more of less slightly offended to hear him     SAY     such things.    while he did thank them, the trailblazer cannot help but huff and shake their head.    the arm in their hand is held delicately, bandage coming to    WRAP    around the received wound as their brows furrow.

"  i absolutely    NEEDED   to step in, that entire battle was not a one-man job.  "     the small scolding is indicative of closeness.    usually, it would be their pink-haired companion who does all the necessary reprimanding after fairly close situations     -     but her absence has made them    TAKE UP    the missing spot to make their own while tending to him.    the warmth of their hand is palpable even through gloves.    they note that they would    HAVE    to ask someone who knows how to sew to fix both of their clothes up that have been cut though.     

being a part of the express has made them a little bit more    ATTUNED    with their emotions.    their feelings have become less difficult to deal with since being around supportive bunch.    as such, they have become rather     PROTECTIVE     of them.    even the express guard, dan heng, needed protection too.     "  we really need to implement a do as i say    &    not as i do rule soon.    this recklessness is seriously heart attack inducing.  "     especially when they're not the one getting told off and instead, being the one telling him off.

tightening the bandages around him, they pull back.    "  are you okay  ?  "