{OPEN} The Troubles with Magic

[el_tybs]

WHO: Samouel Gareth and OPEN
WHAT: The strange blue sickness is gone, and so is a certain Rifter. If things weren't bad enough, Sam is experiencing some bad magic
WHEN: Mid-Guardian
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: OOC notes. Injuries, depression, people get caught in magic gone wrong. Etc.

There is a long sigh of relief as the quarantine ends and a cure for the blue sickness is administered. Everyone can go home. He and Jim can go back home, and put this crazy experience behind them, get some much needed rest. Things go back to normal, or at least what has been considered 'normal' to this point.

Relief and contentment only last so long though.

{Disorientation and Blizzards: Home in Lowtown}
He was missing.

Sam was frantic since the moment he woke. Furs and blankets were tossed across the room, the mattress haphazardly leaning at an angle against the bed frame from which it had been shoved off. He seemed as if he knew where he was, but at the same time completely lost.

Kirk was missing.

And Sam... recognized their room, but seemed completely lost. It was after a few more minutes of frantic searching - mostly turning in a circle - before his senses seemed to catch up to him, his eyes less frenzied, more focused. His breath caught as he finally saw the state his bedroom was now in. His body lost it's previous energy from moments before, back finding a wall and slowly sinking to the floor.

That's right, his room, not their room.

Jim had simply disappeared. Sam had only momentarily looked away from his lover, heard his name being said, but when he had turned back, Kirk was gone. Logically, maybe because of the shard or maybe the cure for the sickness, Jim had been sent back home. Course there was relief that he had went home, but at the same time it was a heavy and sharp pain to his heart.

That happened days ago, however, with Sam having mostly secluded himself in the bedroom since. As much it hurt, it didn't make sense why he had become so disorientated and had forgotten how Jim was suddenly not here. Maybe he just needed to get out of the bedroom? To just not be here at this time?

Eyes still red and puffy, with some dark circles, Sam slowly made his way down the stairs to the kitchen. At reaching the bottom step he shivers, a wave of cold suddenly hitting him. He blinks at that, eyes turning towards the fireplace to see that the hearth was alight. That didn't make sense- Then there is a knock at the door. Even though he isn't really feeling up for visitors he still goes to open it.

Before he can reach the door though, Sam makes a noise as suddenly the entirety of his home is swept up in a blizzard, knocking things off the walls and counters, and everything becoming covered in a sheet of snow and frost. It lasts for several long seconds, biting at exposed skin, and it ends just as quickly as it starts, leaving the mage rather startled and extremely cold.

{Stonefists at the Infirmary}
It perhaps a week after the blizzard incident that Sam finally decides to get back to work. He's not seeing as many patients as before, taking the much milder cases at the moment, deciding he needs something to focus on. And mostly to get out of the house.

"Be with you in a second," he says, back turned to the tent flap as he finishes organizing his supplies when he hears someone at the opening. He's just about done, starting to say something else when a large stone appears somewhere over the cot before rocketing right into the mage. It hits him squarely in the side and with enough force that it sends him flying into the side of the tent, which in turn tears the cloth from its poles, making everything crumble down to the ground in a heap.

Sam makes a noise, more of a wheeze, from somewhere under the cloth, making no signs of getting up.

{wildcard}
Other spells Sam is experiencing are Paralyze, Mind Blast (AOE), Fireball (AOE), Chain Lightning (AOE), Earthquake (AOE), and Entropic Cloud (AOE). Feel free to start with one yourself, or hit me up via PM, or plurk (Tybs)

Comments

[crowncitizen]

Prompto's heart sinks at the news. He's heard rifters disappears, ostensibly having gone back home or elsewhere, but this is the first time it's someone he knows. "I'm sorry, Sam. He was a good guy, and you two seemed pretty crazy about each other."

[el_tybs]

"Yeah... we were." He had known it could possibly happen, hoped it would before anything he learned from the future could come true. Even so, it happened too soon, right after that whole blue sickness problem and right when he was going through something that was having catastrophic consequences for himself. It seemed really unfair and made this moment a whole lot more difficult.

"... guess it's good that you came to check up on me then."

[crowncitizen]

He pats Sam's shoulder. Unsure of how much this guy likes physical contact, he settles for that rather than anything more. It's all too easy for him to imagine this happening to Saoirse, should he be sent home suddenly. "Guess I got some impeccable timing. There anything we can do about the ice?"

[el_tybs]

Generally, he's fine with contact, but being shirtless and freezing under a cover with his lover disappeared, it would feel a bit awkward if it was more at this moment. But he appreciates thoughts behind it.

At the mention of the ice, Sam shifts to look over his shoulder and just frowns at it. "I'll probably have to melt it in a bit." He was not looking forward to all the water that was to follow the snow and ice; it better not have ruined the furniture or floors.

[crowncitizen]

That's going to be a nightmarish mess. Or a messy nightmare. Or both. "Where's a flamethrower when you need one?" Prompto murmurs as he looks around them with Sam. One of Noct's little spells in a jar would do the trick, too. "Anything I can do to help? Can't summon fire to my fingertips, sadly."

[el_tybs]

"I can take care of that later." Fire was something he could do, just at the moment he didn't have the energy to quite pull something off like that; he just felt both physically and emotionally drained. "Having the company is... nice, if that's alright with you. Though I'm probably not being that great of a host," he says, managing a soft chuckle at that.

[crowncitizen]

"I'm always down for providing company," he says with a grin. The joys of knowing an extrovert. "I mean, I never saw someone make an icicle of their house before, but there's always a first for everything." Don't worry about being a host, Sam. Prompto's a pretty low maintenance guy to entertain.

late post is late

[el_tybs]

The comment about house icicles comes with a bag of mixed feelings as Sam looks around and frowns at how his house as turned out. Prompto is just joking about the situation, he knows that, but it wasn't him that did it. And he says as much.

"I didn't cast the spell that did this."