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thechekhov · 3 months ago

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CR3 Quick Reacts - Calamity Downfall

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brokenhardies · 3 years ago

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What The Fuck Is Up With That?

OC Drabble. CR3/CR2 spoilers (slight). Mentioned family death.

Summary: Basically what would’ve happened during the drinking game in Episode 6, wherein Shivra reveals a large portion of their past and why they’re in Jrusar. Story under the cut!

Word Count: 708 words

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They looked down at the dice on the table and winced. Looking up at the victor, Dorian, who appeared awkward as they muttered their number, rubbing a hand behind his neck.

“Oh, Gods…” He muttered, “What to ask…”

“Just get it over with!” Ashton called from the other side of the table, “Just nothin’ too incriminating, okay?”

Dorian looked at Shivra, fiddling with their cloak, and the shining brooch on it. He’d figured out a question, cleared his throat, and asked it;

“That brooch you’re wearing… What the fuck is up with that?”

Shivra blinked, looking down and moving their hand from the brooch. “Oh, uh… This?” The brooch was now clear, a dodecahedron shape that glistened in the light. The rest of the party looked at the group, as Shivra continued to fiddle with it awkwardly. They took a deep breath in, now answering Dorian’s question loud and clear.

“It’s… My brother’s.” They stated, their voice soft.

“Oh! Did he give it to you or something?”

Shivra shook their head.

“Did you steal it from them?”

Another head shake, this time more forceful as Shivra laughed at Laudna’s question. “No, absolutely not…” Shivra frowned, “Where to begin… Uh… Well…” They sighed, “You guys heard of the War of Ash and Light?”

Silence across the table, as Shivra sighed. “It was… A whole thing. Between my home nation - Xhorhas - and the Dwendalian Empire. I don’t know what started it, and if I’m being honest, I don’t care.” They continued to fiddle with the brooch, “My older brother was in one of the Echo Knight armies during the war… And died in a skirmish.”

Orym’s eyes showed sympathy, “That’s… Awful, Shivra.”

“Yeah… When they found his body, my parents divided his things. They decided to give me the brooch he wore on his armor.” They looked up, “It’s a symbol of the Luxon… Kind of our God or whatever.”

“Wait… You’re religious?” Ashton’s incredulous delivery forced Shivra to lightly shove him, as he laughed, pushing back. “Fuck, I didn’t expect that from you!”

“I don’t really believe, it’s like a family thing… My parents were massive followers of it, basically acolytes. We lived in a poorer area, so religion was kind of our way to cope.” They frowned, “We believe…” Then they slammed their rapidly darkening face into their hands. “Lux, this is gonna sound so dumb but… That people don’t stay dead.”

Silence once more as Laudna giggled. “Well… That explains why you didn’t react to me.”

“No, no, not like… That. There’s this whole thing called consecution, it’s pretty much something the ruling classes only have access to. Basically they’re reborn into a newborn infant after dying 100 miles from a beacon.”

“And your brother… Didn’t die near a beacon?”

“As far as I know… No. He was dead, and he stayed dead. I kinda… Had a breakdown, ran away from home with only the clothes on my back, lost my religion somewhat, refused to enter the Dynasty because that is a hassle… And I met Yash.” After that explanation, Shivra appeared exhausted.

“That was why you said ‘see you ‘round’ to the old man!” Ashton exclaimed. “He wasn’t near a beacon…” Shivra muttered, “I just thought--” Fiddling with the brooch. Pause. They sighed. They then took a shot, swallowing the alcohol down as quick as they could. They neglected one part of their backstory, possibly because they were good at lying.

But, in the middle of the night, the night their older brother died… They were in trance when they dreamed of a white walled room, people walking towards the end in blankness. Everyone except her brother, who stood stock still in the centre of the group. He turned around and vanished, leading them to wake up, confused, scared and angry. The news of their brother’s death came a few hours later.

They kept having that same dream, same movement, but their brother never moved. He just stood there… Like he was waiting for something. Or someone. They sighed, leaning back, folding their arms, as another round of rollies was played. Maybe this could be their new family? If anything happened, if Yash went back on his word… Everything was gone. This was a nice replacement.

#ocappreciation #ocapp #ochub #queerocs #OC: Shivra #story: soldier poet king #idk what shivra rolled or what dorian rolled lmao #okay so i got my facts wrong - this is after imogen's reveal #so just ignore the undead comment that shivra makes and assume that they believe laudna is joking

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thechekhov · 4 months ago

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CR3 Quick Reacts - EP98