This is probably the first time the clouds get this heavy since Zelos was freed, he thinks idly as he looks up at the sky, standing somewhere at the edge of the camp and nervously, absently playing with a lock of his red hair. Thoughts, like leaves in the wind, move freely about his information highways, checking for his databases of the known and the unknown, racking his brain for any sort of connection of revelation about what he's just experienced last night.
He bites at his lip and frowns, pensive as the memory of his dream visitor's ether surfaces, surrounding his buoyant conscious like a raging, if less maddened sea than he knows it can be. Zelos stands tall over it, watching through his mind's eye all the remnants of the waves left behind in his core, and steps forward to take the plunge. He sinks. Sinks, sinks, sinks, floats, breaks the water, comes to stand once more on a buoyant pocket of conscious surrounded by a tempestuous sea, one much more anxious and excited than its previous counterpart had been. The Aegis frowns again, blinking the mental images of water and wind away only to come face to face with the grey darkness of the sky instead.
A sea of wild, powerful ether currents Zelos could easily have drowned in, but didn't. It is the memory of how Lloyd's ether had felt, superimposed over the overwhelming sensation of the dream visitor--a comparison, a test, though they feel similar enough for Zelos to wonder if--
Oh.
Footsteps, accompanied by ether. The Aegis starts, though it's mostly out of being jolted out of his own thoughts than anything. He twists to look at Malos when he speaks and smirks, turning his attention back to the sky again. "Honestly? It just looks awful," he says, shrugging. "I miss the sun already! Where's all the pretty, sunny skies I was promised?"
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He bites at his lip and frowns, pensive as the memory of his dream visitor's ether surfaces, surrounding his buoyant conscious like a raging, if less maddened sea than he knows it can be. Zelos stands tall over it, watching through his mind's eye all the remnants of the waves left behind in his core, and steps forward to take the plunge. He sinks. Sinks, sinks, sinks, floats, breaks the water, comes to stand once more on a buoyant pocket of conscious surrounded by a tempestuous sea, one much more anxious and excited than its previous counterpart had been. The Aegis frowns again, blinking the mental images of water and wind away only to come face to face with the grey darkness of the sky instead.
A sea of wild, powerful ether currents Zelos could easily have drowned in, but didn't. It is the memory of how Lloyd's ether had felt, superimposed over the overwhelming sensation of the dream visitor--a comparison, a test, though they feel similar enough for Zelos to wonder if--
Oh.
Footsteps, accompanied by ether. The Aegis starts, though it's mostly out of being jolted out of his own thoughts than anything. He twists to look at Malos when he speaks and smirks, turning his attention back to the sky again. "Honestly? It just looks awful," he says, shrugging. "I miss the sun already! Where's all the pretty, sunny skies I was promised?"