[ tragically, there's nothing notable about the top of the altar other than the orb with it's golden rings circling that's situated behind it. though, as they ponder the orb, they'll begin to feel sick. the sort of sick where it's less about their stomachs churning uncomfortably or that the get a cough or any of that kind of illness.
it's the sort of sick feeling where their bodies begin to ach—their bones start to feel like they're crumbling. the sort of "sick" that would make them believe that their extremities will slowly begin to calcify...all while the orb shines on and the golden rings spin. ]
On that note, this appears to be the sun - both on the ceiling and this orb. From Earth's Solar System-
[ Anaxagoras...
Does not have a high rating when it comes to things that apparently adversely affect his body. He stumbles back after gasping, and nearly falls to the ground.
At least he's farther (decently) from the orb. Just give him a moment. But he manages: ]
[ the two of them are free and fine to pull away from the orb and as soon as they do, the relief will be instantaneous. they'll feel just as they had before they pondered the orb. ...though it will still be there. ominously existing as a threat to their well-being.
though, at least it wouldn't be entirely for nothing, as they will hear excited mumbles around them. though the words aren't clear they will speak of it almost complete...if only they had the correct person. ]
Here I have to wonder if the correct person would have a different sort of response. Whoever they are. [Because it clearly isn't either of them, and the crowd seems all the happier despite their suffering.
Is there a pulpit area? If so, he's going to try to slip that way.]
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[ as for the what that is nearing completion, axana won't be able to hear many of the mumbling address it but a few stray mumbles will make mention of filius philosophorum momentarily before being drown out by other whispers of schemes and plans.
and for thancred's vision, he'll see that there is a pulpit area to the church that they can both sneak away into...you know. if he doesn't want to leave anaxa alone to deal with the disembodied voices by himself. though back there won't be too much but another figure that will be standing there motionless. ]
I wonder the same. But, I do have a theory it could have been attempted to reduce us to material or mere compounds...
[ That mumbling mentions certainly not an unfamiliar term. It makes him give pause, and it is perhaps lucky that there is an expert alchemist over here, also someone who can understand latin (but maybe Thancred has such language on his world), because boy.
He lets out a little 'hum' of thought to himself. ]
It seems some alchemical pursuits are being undertaken.
Correct. It is something I have mastered, completely.
[ And, actually, this spot of moment gives them a chance for Anaxagoras to elaborate on the subject, fairly easy for him to do when discussing alchemy. ]
In fact, let me tell you something:
That which I heard were the words "Filius Philosophorum". Now, in Alchemy, it can carry a variety of meaning. But, because the subject was also tending towards 'completion', I believe that this may refer to one of its foremost meanings - the Philosopher's Stone.
I wonder if the "sun" itself was a key component in that - or rather, something else entirely, given its apparent acute toxicity. Though, there are too many still unanswered questions. Let's now take a look and be prepared.
[ Anaxagoras will wait patiently, but then whenever Thancred steps forward to take a closer look at the pulpit, so will he. Will they be able to tell anything more discernable about the figure? ]
[ the figure that they find themselves before will be that of a young boy...or perhaps young girl? the figure's look is rather androgynous with the clothing it wears being being a simple shirt, pants, and boots underneath a long orange and brown cloak. again, as close as the two of them may be to the figure, it will not move and barely acknowledges their presence.
guess they can talk about alchemy in peace as the figure is just going to be there. chilling. the mumbling around them softening while they have been tucked away. ]
[me when philosophers stone is just a clam in ffxiv]
I wouldn't call that a simple toxicity. It almost felt as though the thing were petrifying us in one turn, disintegrating us the next...
Unless this Stone of theory would fit those lines?
[It's a quiet question, and he'll give Anaxa some time to answer before he signals for some distance, approaching the child a little closer to get a better look at their face. His voice stays gentle.]
[ Why is it the FF game has a silly clam as the most valuable stone...anyways, Anaxagoras wonders what they could call that. Toxicity, adverse reaction? No, none of them seem necessarily correct. ]
A supernatural toxicity, perhaps. Honestly, I don't know if there is something that could wrap it all under something defined. Although, I could see such a stone causing an effect depending on how it was synthesized.
[ Filius Philosophorum...he looks at the child. ]
"The Philosopher's Child". I wonder if this child may be connected to the Philosopher's stone.
[ There's a nagging feeling at the back of his head about something. But, he will revisit it later, watching as Thancred approaches. Just in case anything unfortunate happens. ]
[ thancred's able to get a better look at the child's face though they still will not react to to him calling out to them. they'll barely acknowledge him at all—their eyes glazed over and staring into a space beyond thancred and anaxa. whether that is a blessing or a curse remains to be seen but they're not going to be spilling any secrets for the moment. ]
...This is going to be very much the same thought process, wherein he is wondering if they are to leave the kid behind or not. He can't carry the child himself because he is a twink, after all. ]
A being that can be created by an alchemical process. Though I doubt it's the very same, it does remind me of something I have heard from Frankenstein.
[ He looks to see if anything is notable about the child's hands. ]
[ the child will be looking at nothing...just, perhaps, the door with the note. not that it could be easily seen at their angle but that would be where the child would be staring.... well, that, and the orb.
and as anaxa checks the child's hands, he'll notice that they will be soft and smooth which is all fine, sure. however, their hands will be as soft and smooth as a newborn's hand. barely exposed to the harshness of the world and far softer than any child their apparent age would be. ]
Aye. I've seen it once before, where I'm from. A vessel for another's soul.
[He wonders if this is how Varshahn might act when not in use, if that were the case.
Anyway: You would make miette ponder the orb again... well unless there is something different about the orb at this angle then he turns away from the orb, I am sorry orb, it wasn't meant to be. Instead, he's checking how many sidepaths are sill around the main room. Besides plagues'r'us from the first peek, anyway.]
[ i would make miette ponder the orb again, but there's nothing obviously different about the orb from this angle but if he really does want to ponder the orb then he'll notice that there are yellow stars engraved on the orb that have a shimmer to them. but probably a good thing that he'll look away4 from the orb to look at their surroundings.
though not that it sort of helps as the church sort of appears to be a series of halls and side paths available to them. some filled with more soldiers from earlier and others seemingly empty. ]
[Does the shimmer look similar to a certain other shimmering around town?
If Anaxa is content with holding the baby's hands for a moment, Thancred will take the chance to do a perimeter sweep and get a closer look of at least the doorways still available to them. Are all the rooms the same as the first? Do they repeat on themselves, and does the starry pattern from the ceiling extend to any of them?]
[ the shimmer does look like the shimmer that he has seen around in the [ setting ], especially within the inkiness that had been coughed up by yuki and giyuu before they were taken.
and the rooms are all different and do not repeat, but they all do contain that starry pattern that will stretch throughout each way. though with each further hallway and room, it will expand the reaches of the solar system to the entire galaxy and perhaps even beyond that. hard to say from this angle alone. ]
[ Soft baby hands. He is perturbed, touching them for a second, while Thancred is looking around, and then after that he snaps back to attention. He just can get like that when he's focused - when Thancred comes back after his perimeter sweep, or close enough, he will continue talking... ]
...He discussed a new life he had a hand in creating.
[ So, maybe it's still tangibly related. Though he is not going to assume that this is strictly so; merely the concepts of a sort, judging by what those mumbles had uttered.
Anaxagoras wonders about something considering where the child appears to be looking. But first, he will answer in the most simplest way he can manage. ]
Though, there were problems.
Anything it came into contact with, it melted. As such their body was toxic, from what I understood because their heart made from a volatile, potentially even more dangerous substance. Refined, it is a blue gem known as "Horologium".
Regardless, ultimately, the outline regarding the appearance of the child was already in place from another alchemist, based upon the child of said alchemist, and Frankenstein used that, the notes, and the volatile substance to essentially complete it.
It was a very complex and involved situation, as far as I was concerned. I wouldn't presume this is exactly that what we're dealing with, but the concepts are very much closely related. Especially what I had heard before, with those voices.
[ Slowly, he raises his hand to shield the child's gaze. Does it start moving at any point when he does this? If not, he will simply draw back, and await for whatever else Thancred will say. ]
[ nope. the child will not react in any kind of way. however, it will be clear to anaxa that the child is living from how it will be breathing...though their skin will be cool to the touch, and the jury's out on whether it has a pulse or not since anaxa isn't actively checking for one. ]
Convenient indeed that we have a rather dangerous blue gem right behind us, then.
[Said as he strolls right back up to the podium.]
We've our work ahead of us when it comes to the rest of the rooms. If you've not noticed the stars on the orb, pray take a moment. They look familiar.
[The similarities seem conveniently numerous. But he holds his tongue, eyes tracing back to the little one, even as Anaxa's hand is removed from their unmoving eyes.]
[ Anaxagoras could think 'what could this mean', but let's be real, people. He's a bit too sharp for that. Though, he doesn't know in what direction to take it just yet other than "it seems to be related in some way".
While mulling on the matter, he listens to Thancred mention the stars and their familiarity. ]
The stars? How do they look familiar?
[ Anaxagoras will next check for a pulse while we're at it, because why not? ]
...And Frankenstein did not give the child a name that I know of.
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it's the sort of sick feeling where their bodies begin to ach—their bones start to feel like they're crumbling. the sort of "sick" that would make them believe that their extremities will slowly begin to calcify...all while the orb shines on and the golden rings spin. ]
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[ Anaxagoras...
Does not have a high rating when it comes to things that apparently adversely affect his body. He stumbles back after gasping, and nearly falls to the ground.
At least he's farther (decently) from the orb. Just give him a moment. But he manages: ]
We need to leave this hall.
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[Ah, but that feels
Bad
Oh like VERY bad actually
Thancred's further ahead, though sinking his weight against the closest pillar or pew he can find as he starts to feel fragile, like plaster--
Bile rises in his mouth as he immediately tries to pull his eyes away, training against the back wall instead.]
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though, at least it wouldn't be entirely for nothing, as they will hear excited mumbles around them. though the words aren't clear they will speak of it almost complete...if only they had the correct person. ]
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Would be nice if they could kick it like a frisbee! Anaxagoras straightens himself, letting loose a sigh. One of relief, more than anything. ]
Thankfully that did not last long...
[ ...He takes pause. What even else is that mumbling continuing on saying? What is almost complete? ]
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Here I have to wonder if the correct person would have a different sort of response. Whoever they are. [Because it clearly isn't either of them, and the crowd seems all the happier despite their suffering.
Is there a pulpit area? If so, he's going to try to slip that way.]
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and for thancred's vision, he'll see that there is a pulpit area to the church that they can both sneak away into...you know. if he doesn't want to leave anaxa alone to deal with the disembodied voices by himself. though back there won't be too much but another figure that will be standing there motionless. ]
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[ That mumbling mentions certainly not an unfamiliar term. It makes him give pause, and it is perhaps lucky that there is an expert alchemist over here, also someone who can understand latin (but maybe Thancred has such language on his world), because boy.
He lets out a little 'hum' of thought to himself. ]
It seems some alchemical pursuits are being undertaken.
[ ... ]
Notice anything else, Thancred?
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[Very, very lucky. But he tilts his head towards the front.]
Aye. We've another guest. Up at the reverend's pulpit.
I've a mind to get a closer look and see if he isn't any more the welcoming sort, so long as our little "star" over yonder doesn't protest.
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[ And, actually, this spot of moment gives them a chance for Anaxagoras to elaborate on the subject, fairly easy for him to do when discussing alchemy. ]
In fact, let me tell you something:
That which I heard were the words "Filius Philosophorum". Now, in Alchemy, it can carry a variety of meaning. But, because the subject was also tending towards 'completion', I believe that this may refer to one of its foremost meanings - the Philosopher's Stone.
I wonder if the "sun" itself was a key component in that - or rather, something else entirely, given its apparent acute toxicity. Though, there are too many still unanswered questions. Let's now take a look and be prepared.
[ Anaxagoras will wait patiently, but then whenever Thancred steps forward to take a closer look at the pulpit, so will he. Will they be able to tell anything more discernable about the figure? ]
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guess they can talk about alchemy in peace as the figure is just going to be there. chilling. the mumbling around them softening while they have been tucked away. ]
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me when philosophers stone is just a clam in ffxiv]I wouldn't call that a simple toxicity. It almost felt as though the thing were petrifying us in one turn, disintegrating us the next...
Unless this Stone of theory would fit those lines?
[It's a quiet question, and he'll give Anaxa some time to answer before he signals for some distance, approaching the child a little closer to get a better look at their face. His voice stays gentle.]
Don't be afraid. I've no intention to hurt you.
Can you hear me alright?
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A supernatural toxicity, perhaps. Honestly, I don't know if there is something that could wrap it all under something defined. Although, I could see such a stone causing an effect depending on how it was synthesized.
[ Filius Philosophorum...he looks at the child. ]
"The Philosopher's Child". I wonder if this child may be connected to the Philosopher's stone.
[ There's a nagging feeling at the back of his head about something. But, he will revisit it later, watching as Thancred approaches. Just in case anything unfortunate happens. ]
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[Brow furrowing, he's following their gaze towards the space behind them.]
A homonculus, perhaps...? I believe that was the word, anyways. [Vrtra was the inly one he'd ever met to use one and call it such.]
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[ Oh.
...This is going to be very much the same thought process, wherein he is wondering if they are to leave the kid behind or not. He can't carry the child himself because he is a twink, after all. ]
A being that can be created by an alchemical process. Though I doubt it's the very same, it does remind me of something I have heard from Frankenstein.
[ He looks to see if anything is notable about the child's hands. ]
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and as anaxa checks the child's hands, he'll notice that they will be soft and smooth which is all fine, sure. however, their hands will be as soft and smooth as a newborn's hand. barely exposed to the harshness of the world and far softer than any child their apparent age would be. ]
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[He wonders if this is how Varshahn might act when not in use, if that were the case.
Anyway: You would make miette ponder the orb again... well unless there is something different about the orb at this angle then he turns away from the orb, I am sorry orb, it wasn't meant to be. Instead, he's checking how many sidepaths are sill around the main room. Besides plagues'r'us from the first peek, anyway.]
What did Victor have to say about it?
while lum is preoccupied....
though not that it sort of helps as the church sort of appears to be a series of halls and side paths available to them. some filled with more soldiers from earlier and others seemingly empty. ]
Thancred: hold that thought anaxa ill brb
If Anaxa is content with holding the baby's hands for a moment, Thancred will take the chance to do a perimeter sweep and get a closer look of at least the doorways still available to them. Are all the rooms the same as the first? Do they repeat on themselves, and does the starry pattern from the ceiling extend to any of them?]
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and the rooms are all different and do not repeat, but they all do contain that starry pattern that will stretch throughout each way. though with each further hallway and room, it will expand the reaches of the solar system to the entire galaxy and perhaps even beyond that. hard to say from this angle alone. ]
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...He discussed a new life he had a hand in creating.
[ So, maybe it's still tangibly related. Though he is not going to assume that this is strictly so; merely the concepts of a sort, judging by what those mumbles had uttered.
Anaxagoras wonders about something considering where the child appears to be looking. But first, he will answer in the most simplest way he can manage. ]
Though, there were problems.
Anything it came into contact with, it melted. As such their body was toxic, from what I understood because their heart made from a volatile, potentially even more dangerous substance. Refined, it is a blue gem known as "Horologium".
Regardless, ultimately, the outline regarding the appearance of the child was already in place from another alchemist, based upon the child of said alchemist, and Frankenstein used that, the notes, and the volatile substance to essentially complete it.
It was a very complex and involved situation, as far as I was concerned. I wouldn't presume this is exactly that what we're dealing with, but the concepts are very much closely related. Especially what I had heard before, with those voices.
[ Slowly, he raises his hand to shield the child's gaze. Does it start moving at any point when he does this? If not, he will simply draw back, and await for whatever else Thancred will say. ]
since we're skipping turns here...
Wibbly wobbly
[Said as he strolls right back up to the podium.]
We've our work ahead of us when it comes to the rest of the rooms. If you've not noticed the stars on the orb, pray take a moment. They look familiar.
[The similarities seem conveniently numerous. But he holds his tongue, eyes tracing back to the little one, even as Anaxa's hand is removed from their unmoving eyes.]
Did the child have a name?
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[ Anaxagoras could think 'what could this mean', but let's be real, people. He's a bit too sharp for that. Though, he doesn't know in what direction to take it just yet other than "it seems to be related in some way".
While mulling on the matter, he listens to Thancred mention the stars and their familiarity. ]
The stars? How do they look familiar?
[ Anaxagoras will next check for a pulse while we're at it, because why not? ]
...And Frankenstein did not give the child a name that I know of.
[ It didn't come up! ]
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