Everything is surreal and, against all odds, it's the most familiar Luce can remember a place being.
It's not exact, but something about it is making memories bubble in the back of her mind thick as foam. That sense of unreality, of a dozen or hundred different things happening at once but also not... Yet she isn't afraid of it all. She isn't afraid of the power coiling and burbling before her. There's a chance they could all die, right here and now, but-
They won't.
She won't.
Maybe it's that certainty, maybe it's the harmony in the Flames she lets envelope her, but Luce is able to stand stall amidst all the chaos. She's absolutely covered in clear orange flames that flicker through the air as she darts through everything. Her eyes are on some of those shards hanging about Lesedi and those broken souls around her... but something has her look to the side, and she stumbles to a stop as she spots a familiar face crumple to the ground.
"J!" In a heartbeat, she's burst over there using propulsion from her flames and kneels down besides him. There's fire around her fingertips as she settles her hands on his shoulders, but it doesn't burn. Instead, it's a soft warmth, something harmonious that matches with the undercurrent of her tune.
/comes in late with no starbucks
It's not exact, but something about it is making memories bubble in the back of her mind thick as foam. That sense of unreality, of a dozen or hundred different things happening at once but also not... Yet she isn't afraid of it all. She isn't afraid of the power coiling and burbling before her. There's a chance they could all die, right here and now, but-
They won't.
She won't.
Maybe it's that certainty, maybe it's the harmony in the Flames she lets envelope her, but Luce is able to stand stall amidst all the chaos. She's absolutely covered in clear orange flames that flicker through the air as she darts through everything. Her eyes are on some of those shards hanging about Lesedi and those broken souls around her... but something has her look to the side, and she stumbles to a stop as she spots a familiar face crumple to the ground.
"J!" In a heartbeat, she's burst over there using propulsion from her flames and kneels down besides him. There's fire around her fingertips as she settles her hands on his shoulders, but it doesn't burn. Instead, it's a soft warmth, something harmonious that matches with the undercurrent of her tune.