timeandtides_backup | [dream sequence] sup, blue mage in your head.

Characters: Rishfee, then Vincent, then those that responded to Vincent's mooglenet post. Then Rishfee.
Progress: Complete.
Summary: OKAY THIS IS WEIRD. First part is Vincent's mooglenet post, with ongoing commentary by Rishfee who is trapped in his head. Brackets / Italics is Rishfee. Second part is comments by those that commented to Vincent, and Rishfee's reaction, of course in italics and brackets.
Location: Vincent's location, of course!
Date: During Vincent's powerjack.
Warnings: Most likely confusing. Especially when he sees himself talking to the ex-turk. Hooboy.

[When Vincent is angry, his voice tends to get either louder and influenced by the demons inside of him, or icy and clipped. Right now, he sounds as cold as a glacier, even though his voice is unusually hoarse.]

(This...
Isn't my mortal form..
It feels....
)

I have learned not to let my guard down in this world, but this is beyond what I could expect.

(I'm old and weak..
I can't feel it's pull. Something else..
In a different direction. I don't like where it's going.
I don't like this.)

This week, I have somehow found myself to lose proficiency in firearms, weapons that I have mastered for most of my life. I can barely even load a gun. Instead, I have found myself able to cast spells, an ability i have never had before. Not even on this world, where magic is possible without tools.

(Firearms..!
For the love of Ayedeewa, a corsair?! My soul is somehow tracking a corsair?!
No...What am I?
I'm not even human...
No. I was never human to begin with. well, maybe once.
This is...
Less human.)

I would like to have an explanation for this.
(You're not the only one...)

[And with that last icy demand, the feed is cut.]

....
...

And what's wrong with casting spells?
( Nothing's wrong with me, is it?
I exist for a reason. I am this for a reason. The Empress sanctioned my existence.
This is my power. It's my duty to use it to protect..
... the Empire?
How can I protect it here? How can I protect anyone? )

Maybe you just forgot.
(Maybe you should say something helpful, child.)

Shit. That sucks, Vince.
yer my friend. I'm just lookin' out for ya.
(That is my name? Is it his name?
A friend. Funny...
He's lucky. Some of us don't have that luxury. Even if his friend is irritating.)

You don't usually have spells in your world?
I-I'm sorry. I just can't help asking.
I wish I knew. That's not something I've ever heard of.
(Liar.
This is your fault. You're the reason this has happened.)

Be thankful that at least you find yourself with something useful in place of your previous skills.
(...It's my power, not his! And I am not spending the rest of my conciousness here!)

Cast spells? What kind of spells?
Unless whoever it was targeted you. I don't know, this doesn't make any sense...
(Nothing does.
How he has my experiences, my pain, my power..
and how I'm here.
Is this death?)

...Does casting hurt?
Then I pray you keep your human form.
Though the path of mortality is forever closed to you now..

(!!!
I...
Me..?

I was wrong. He..
I want to leave. I want to wake up!)