[ it's too far away. ]

[arcanepower]

Who: Belthazar & open
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Bishop
When: 8/18, morning

[video;]

[Belth awakens with a gasp like he hasn't breathed for a while. That isn't true, exactly, but he's just had a very long and very strange dream in which he was home. For all intents and purposes, he thinks he was home... after several years, and the crumpled Sunreaver robes at the end of his bed attest to it.]

Adra?

[His voice is small and still.]

... ah.

[... He's gone. Belth has already done his share of inconsolable crying, but he wants to cry again knowing that he's back here and Adrasteius is not. He squeezes his eyes shut until the tightness in his throat subsides, and then he sits up.

Belth is a mess. His hair is disheveled more than usual, and he's wearing nothing but black pants. His skin is entirely pale and mostly unblemished, but there's a glimpse of an intricate tattoo on his back as he leans over to put a long-sleeved black shirt on.

As he glances around, he realizes... there's a light indicating that he's being recorded. He practically howls in frustration and slams the off button--

-- only to turn it on a minute later.]

I went home... I think. This place is very strange. [He rubs his head.] It feels like years, but it's only been a few days. It will take some getting used to.

All of my belongings appear to be in order, but if I find a book missing, I will be very upset.

[action;]

[Belth can be visited in his room or found huddled in the personnel room as per usual. Things must be back to normal if he's hiding beneath books, right?

Probably.]

Comments

[preformthisneigh]

[Cheese gives an impressed whistle, leaning over to try and free Belth from his baloon-y prison. Which isn't easy when you haven't got fingers. ]

Looks like you didn't. I take it you went home for a while? [He'll chop through a balloon string. ]

I guess that happens here, too.

[arcanepower]

[He draws himself back onto his knees, and takes a moment to disentangle a balloon string from around his arm.]

A few years. Long enough to see my dreams crushed and myself exiled for a murder I did not commit.

[preformthisneigh]

[Belth why is your life so miserable. What does the universe have against you? ]

...Well, that's not a fun homecoming at all.

[arcanepower]

[No, it's not.]

Everything about my old life is gone. My family, my home, my one focus for the past... decade or more. I have a place I can stay, but I... don't know.

I don't know how to fix this.

[preformthisneigh]

[This sounds like a Real Problem, and were he home, he would have sent Belth off to speak to Pinkie. There's very little she can't fix. But he's not at home, so this is on him. He paws the ground with a hoof for a moment, mulling over something he can say or do to make this somehow better. Something to give his friend a little joy.]

Maybe you don't have to fix it? Maybe- maybe that means you can find a new home, a new focus. You can't replace your family, but so long as you remember them, they'll always be with you no matter what you do. But this whole thing might just mean you've got the opportunity try something totally new.

[arcanepower]

[It appears to be working.]

Something new...

[He pulls his knees to his chest.]

I don't know what I want to do. I might not know for a long time. But I can... try to help Adra and his family. That's the least I can do.

[preformthisneigh]

[Cheese offers a smile. ]

There ya go! That's a really nice thing to do, helping someone out. And who knows, maybe this Adra fella can give you ides of your new direction in life.

[arcanepower]

He's always guided me before, even when he was on the Bishop.

[He closes his eyes briefly.]

... I have to watch myself now that he is gone.

[preformthisneigh]

Aww, no. You never have to watch yourself. I promise I'll be here, too! I don't know exactly how well I can guide you, but I'll sure try.

[That's how friendship works...he thinks.]

[arcanepower]

[Belth is quiet for a moment. There's no way Cheese could ever compare. Adra is an'da. Father.

He looks down, takes a breath. Tries for... something like humor.]

I will settle for avoiding tripping on balloon strings again.

[preformthisneigh]

[Humour, Cheese can do. He chuckles. ]

I can make no promises, but I'll make sure you have something soft to land on.