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Vakama (Matoran) ([personal profile] firespitter) wrote in [community profile] shardbond 2025-02-06 08:10 am (UTC)

[He gingerly looks up, spotting the injury and wincing as he tries to crawl over and examine it.

Once more his form flickers back to that of his Toa self, hand outstretched.

--We focus too much on how our powers can harm, brothers. Please, let us not forget what capabilities it has to heal--

It's not much on his own, and hardly anything to help repair the actual damage. But the pain will lessen from the fracture for the time being.]


Fukuda... [A quiet laugh, humorless and tired.] Please don't joke in such a way. I'm... just myself. I never asked for this. I never wanted to be a hero.

I just want to do what my heart knows is right.

[It seems like an empty statement after it all, echo eaten into the void, where the stars of the sky seem to black out in response, two glorious suns eclipsing as though the universe has shut its eyes to their efforts.]

And yet...

[You failed.

You fled.


The darkness evaporates back into the sound of a violent sea crashes in their ears, surrounded by darkened rock pitted by centuries of waves. A body, golden and feeble and frail, ricochets past them in the dark with a trail of dark energy, immediately drawing Vakama's attention with a choke of distress.

To the ends of the silver sea, leaving your people behind. Suffering for sake of your

COWARDICE.


Fukuda will see an enormous claw of shadow reaching out beyond the sea like a giant swatting a fly, intent on smashing them both against the sea wall.]

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