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Alain Ebon ([personal profile] dovahfahdon) wrote in [community profile] abstracts2013-08-22 01:24 am
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countdown to the end.

[ It has been only two passings of the sun since Alain and Odahviing's battle at Skuldafn. Two days since Alain has destroyed the remnants of Nahkriin, the last Dragon Priest, and two days since he set eyes on the portal gracing that temple's peak.

That portal to Sovngarde, to the dead; to Alduin.

Alain has not lived this long to die foolishly. Cruelly injured in the slew of battles, Alain sealed the temple, and made his way back to his house-- Odahviing questioning the Dragonborn's next moves before the red dragon flew off.

His moves? As they ever were, since Niall convinced him of his choice of fate. He would slay Alduin, he would rend the World-Eater, and then he would-- ]


"You're a fool, Alain Ebon."

[ The vampire next to him states flatly as she presses a poltrice into his side. Alain hisses, resigns himself to silence. ]

"You have the backing of many who would follow you, and yet you take these kind of moves on your own? Are you my mother now? If you get stuck in the land of the dead, I won't come after you."

...I don't expect you to.

[ It's a quick reply, and holds more than he meant. Because it's not to her that he's speaking suddenly.

Ignorant of much of the world, Serana might be, but she is nothing close to naive. The vampire rolls her eyes, and finishes dressing his wound.

Alain stills. He wonders at his choices. ]
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-22 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Nehnahlmey--called Never Living Fool by most, Dragon by some, Niall by one--had business of no great importance at the edge of nowhere, and when Alain spoke of going to Whiterun, the dragon thought it best to run his fruitless errand. Fruitless, for the creature prefers the company of a certain human than a fellow dragon, even if he had promised a visit to the latter a century ago.

Only, he is flying over the murky shores near Windstad Manor, fury bubbling beneath his supposed impassive gaze, once again ignoring a relative for a companion, blood for bond.

The reasons are simpler, this time. His landing besides the building and subsequent roar is a testament to that.]


Dovahkiin!

[The dragon could tear into wood and stone, but he does not. Alain places value elsewhere.]

Zu vaat zu fen ensosin him frod sivaas kotin yol ahrk oblaan ok unslaad nahkip!

[Or roughly translated: I swear I will bewitch your field beast into my fire and end its eternal feeding.]
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-22 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
[The Dragonborn would ignore him. The dragon would choose an alternate path to express his displeasure. The dumb beast would live to feed another day.]

Alain!

[You leave Nehnahlmey nothing in options.

He jumps to the roof of that hated house and with strength granted to legendary dragons, rips it open with one clean yank.]
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-22 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Beneath the cloud of debris is a wounded man lying on his bed, and for a heartbeat, Nehnahlmey feels a slip of fear. The taste of another's mortality. Surely, the cost of gracing Skuldafn would be so high.

Then the creature spies another from a corner of an eye, witnesses the center of his current universe address her and not him, and the rage bursts open once more.

He snaps at the human below.]


Answer me!
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-22 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
[His name. His true name, used to define a hopeless dragon by others. Never used by this existence. Never until now.

It is this above all else that kills the rage, and the looming figurative volcano becomes a silent beast.

A break is felt clearly in the vicinity of Nehnahlmey's chest, but still, the dragon says nothing.]
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-22 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[The Dragonborn moves to sit, to lace up his boots as if it is perfectly natural. Perfectly standard for an injured mortal to risk furthering his injuries as a dragon watches from the hole in his roof.

The comment sparks a transition, and Nehnahlmey speaks as requested. Does not notice the pain seeping through without filter.]


You would go to Sovngarde.

[A statement, not a question.]
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-22 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nothing within the mortal reeks of rejection, nothing comes of denial. The dragon watches as Alain merely continues, moving through his injuries as if they do not exist. As if he would recover and would not walk Shor's hall.

Would never walk that place, if Nehnahlmey had his heart's desire.

But there exists no other option.

The dragon wonders if his words from a long time ago (longer than can be recalled) damned Alain to this path. Led to the inevitable conclusion. Nehnahlmey should have spoken otherwise. He should have told the mortal to shed the existence of the Dragonborn.

There is nothing else, however, even as Nehnahlmey yearns for something. Anything.

He lowers his head to hover near Alain and his bed, sadness rising above all else.]


I would have you stay with me.

[A part of him still thinks, perhaps. That Alain would accept that notion.]
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-23 07:00 am (UTC)(link)
[The man nearly breaks his legs to stand, but the fracture comes elsewhere, the dragon notes. In utter affection, Alain falls apart.

Perhaps the crux does not lie in mortality itself. Perhaps the crux lies in contrasts, where one lives to die and the other lives to nonexistence.

Nii los dur do joorre, a Greybeard had said. It is the curse of mortals. This separation.

Thus, Nehnahlmey would allow Alain his want. He would permit the man to voice his desire and doubt in the same breath. The dragon clings tight to the ruined structure he helped bring about and holds the man's weight without complaint.]


Zu fen dir voth hio.

[I will die with you.]
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-23 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Rage permeates Alain's countenance. It bleeds from his form, and Nehnahlmey cannot help the thought that the man would never fully understand.

Half of his meaning is what Alain has assumed. The rest exists in a simplicity nestled deep among the dragon's secrets.

Nehnahlmey will die with Alain. It is what cannot be stopped.]


I know.
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-23 07:53 am (UTC)(link)
[He knows. That, above all else, is etched into Nehnahlmey's being.

He wonders if those words are an echo.]


You have no desire to go.
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-26 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
[There exists something in a whisper. A harsh and wretched intonation of an emotion none would expect: a sharp confession of fear, a complete rejection from a mortal regarding his end.

For that is what it would be, is it not? That the instant one steps within Sovngarde, he is--

The dragon understands. Nehnahlmey exists as immortal. He cannot know the fear of his own end, but he understands perfectly.]


Then live.

[The words come as quiet. Absolute.]

Zu lost tinvaak. [I have spoken. Once before.] You are what you make of yourself. Go do what you most desire. Work to live, Alain.
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-27 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Alain intones a sentiment forbidden to men, mer, and dragon alike. Should Nehnahlmey be anything other than his current existence, he would have fallen to rejection. To denial and despair at what the Dragonborn cannot have.

Instead, he would fixate on Alain's life. Would look to give meaning to a mortal man at a precipice.]


You misunderstand me, Dovahkiin. Dragonborn.

[Eight eyes shift to catch the man's two.]

This path does not have to lead to death. You can choose.
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-27 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[The dragon, meanwhile, festers in misery.]

And you intend to stay with the dead?
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[personal profile] nehnahlmey 2013-08-28 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Do what he must, he would say. Nehnahlmey has the inclination to snap his jaws at the Dragonborn in frustration.]

Alain los mey! [He is a complete fool.] Then you do what you must and come back!

[To me, is unsaid.]

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