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Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (dev. Sandfall Interactive)

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-7 days for my project defence !!!!!!!!!! the levels of crashing out & lock tf in in me are gigantic. once this is finally over - if you like this post can i pop up in your im's or disc so we can plot properly?

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Do you remember that Stitch's Good/Bad meter? Ye.

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#SHAD0WBRINGER independent, selective & mutuals only rp blog for SCIEL from sandfall interactive's CLAIR OBSCURE EXPEDITION 33. not affiliated by any means, based on canon and my own interpretation. ' death is a friend who will welcome me home ' cherished by yanira. please read the rules before interact or follow!

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hi friend! i am stopping by to say thank you for being you! you have been so kind and so sweet. i am really glad this fandom allowed us to cross paths. the love you have for sciel is so obvious in all of your work from your threads to your headcanons. thank you for sharing it with us. i hope that you have the best day because you deserve it.

hi friend ♡♡ !! first of all ... thank you so much for your kind words!!!! - i truly truly appreciate it. it's been sooo long since i had this special place and with such strong and reflective muse such as sciel - at the same time, everyone has been so welcoming and nice to be around, read and understand other characters too… whoever you are, i hope you can feel that it's mutual for me, this fandom and the way everyone we express ourselves through our characters has been soooooo fun and very enriching journey so far. hoping for more together!!

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sham's humm was sweet; she can't tell why - or how, but the presence of her ; it is comforting enough. Despite the mystery, it is something Sciel finds stimulating—the closer they got to the monolith ( despite the perils ),the more she felt alive. her green eyes flicked at the light of the lamps of the camp - while her hands were occupied ; shuffling her deck of cards.

luck or causality , either way, they were profoundly irregular, even a little difficult to foreshadow. the shuffle was gentle and at the same time, quick to appreciate it. life was made more interesting by luck or causality; one must play with the cards that are dealt to them, place a bet, and deliver their best effort. That's more than enough; at least she preferred to not give more thought to it. throughout it all, grief endures your heart.

" i didn't though it that much, if it was different or not - our goal is still the same as ever - we are cycle, hoping to find a way to break - free, at last. " glimpse of smile forms her lips , lies a little bit. of course, her fears were closer to her, in the form of liquid - flowing all around. sciel found sham's tone sincere, and look back at her for few moments, her attention wasn't on her cards; just one seemed to slip away, trying to escape, perhaps ? " we are about to find out, mon-ami ... "

‘whatever happened in the past is just that: past.’

the depths of the water almost resemble the finalities of life, the ebb and flow of the tides turned to violent waves: vicious, furious— temporary and yet everlasting in the moment. one second beneath the surface becomes ten, then a hundred, then a thousand. because in desperation for the saving, she quickly learns that there is no way out, only through. but resilience is a fickle being and the heart is not always meant for such turmoil. to carry the weight of it all places burden on the self and in the strings of a humanity that lays heavy in one's chest, the frailty grows and grows until it breaks. to live, she thinks, is to breathe and yet her lungs ache with a burning so intense that she almost wonders if she is drowning in the act of survival. something has gone terribly wrong. she know this. day after day, she stays afloat, but somewhere in the space between her ribs, there's a drowning somewhere, somehow. and the water isn't in her lungs, not yet, anyway.

❛ you think so? the past repeats itself, @shad0wbringer. more often than we would like to admit. ❜ especially in their case. from shams' eyes, she is not truly part of their grief, but she understands it. fate is such a fickle thing, after all. it can be stopped, but until that happens, it knows nothing but cruelty and depravity, merciless in the most unjust ways. she would say to be wary of it, but there is a truth she cannot share with this expedition until they are ready to hear it. be weary of them, is what she ought to speak. they will be the one to bring you to ruin and take everyone away, until there is only an empty vessel of someone who once loved so dearly. something digs into her own skin and festers in her blood. she knows what is about to come will only be brutal. ❛ it does no good to overthink, however. ❜ she tells her, voice gentle. she glances at the moon, watching the light trace everything around them, and smiles at her.

she hums again. ❛ i'm sure the continent isn't what you expected, but there are certain glimpses you'll take that will give you the answer you're trying to look for. ❜ life will be soon thrown into chaos, as it always does, but she lingers where she is. ❛ what do your cards tell you? ❜

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Hanif Abdurraqib, In Defense of Despair

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took a deep breath ; without noticing, front of her wasn't just a companion, somebody you just have to work with and - that's it. in front of her, Sciel saw a glimpse of a friend made a long time ago. It was strange, it was like losing someone in a crowd and somehow, returning back at her. Suddenly, they were just kids at the Crooked Tower again but - with more wisdom and very tired.

Her instinct was to hug her - wasn't sure if Lune would be comfortable enough to do it, but - didn't care enough to ask. She admired Lune's confidence , even when she was strict - even when she had lost everything - was trying to cope with a solution … bearing that mask - in front of the team, Sciel knew how difficult it could be. sometimes it was necessary to break that mask in front of someone; accepting the pain wasn't something logical.

"you don't have to try. not with me, silly."

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"i TRIED to be good. -- am i no good?"

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-7 days for my project defence !!!!!!!!!! the levels of crashing out & lock tf in in me are gigantic. once this is finally over - if you like this post can i pop up in your im's or disc so we can plot properly?

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you don't get to tell me you feel bad.

TORTURED EXPEDITIONERS DEPARTMENT / accepting.

perplexed, she can feel the resentment in her words - but understands it. sometimes the pain we feel - 'the grief can isolate us' thinks to herself. her whole body tensed but , keep both her hand in maelle's shoulder softly and her sight directly to her. " i know it's hard. but we all grieve in our ways. " keeps an calmy tone.

doesn't meant to unvalidate her; most kids in lumiére were forced to process at very young age the loss of their parents by the hands of paintress. sciel knew this by her own heart; even so fate can be very cruel and certainty of - 'stability' was more mirage. anger could be a good motor to keep going but - this fuel had high costs too.

"i know you don't see it right now, but - i god, i pray we can see it through it - all of this … but this anger won't last forever " takes a deep breath, seeing her like this ; reminded her younger self - how emotions can be so powerful and intense. she was so lucky to even had sophie by her side and - gustave. their soley memories made her smile for few seconds. " pain finds always finds a way to - creep under your skin and push you. but - even so, pain can be so quiet sometimes. " her hand moves to Maelle's back, slowly.

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i wanna develop more sciel skills with cards !! 👀

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she's my fave so far

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CLAIR OBSCUR: EXPEDITION 33 (2025) dev. Sandfall Interactive

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takes a really deep breath. if she must be really honest; all of this madness, the canvas itself - verso's lies and maelle's new power. didn't really make any sense to her but only her perception of it was : the game was playing somewhere else and she - or them, couldn't, again do much. despite of disappearing - how, how they were actually a ' human ' if - well , how life could make sense if itself death wasn't really true in this world? her mind was plagued with doubts like these while was walking down by the mansion.

these walls spoke itself, couldn't even - try to if she really wanted to fully understand how even julie, an expeditioner from '0' was really back. her heart was bumping nervous ; does she could see again her husband? how in the mist of everything - she was trying to have a grip of hope. as she was walking , shaked her head slowly; she can't lead herself to death again - that's why, when julie seek her - sciel's mind tried to be - a little more clear. it was hard for her see ' verso's companion ' back, not that she was embarrased or something like that but it was more like haunting her truly wishes: was ever a chance to bring back pierre?

her esmerald eyes reflected compassion through them. didn't really knew the answers back then - neither now. " do you mean life itself? if - it's really worth it? " her voice sounded soft. she could understand that feeling - how they were at the paintress mercy and now; that it was almost over: what it was all for? " i'm not expert but - i think it does. life itself it has a meaning by trying to live your own life. "

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She's not certain how she ended up here. The need to escape? But there's no telling what exactly she's escaping. All Julie knows is that if she stayed even a minute longer inside those four walls, she might very well have gone insane. Not that she doesn't already feel it out here anyway.

It's why she sought Sciel. Hell, she barely knows the other woman, and can hardly trust her with thoughts as complicated as this. Yet inexplicably, here she is. As if seeking a north star.

Julie lowers the notebook to the table between them. It had been clutched in her hands uselessly, its pages untouched save for the one broken line of graphite on the first page. She looks down at the front cover, closed and concealing her failure, and frowns. "Is it worth it?" she says, voice low and laced with something that sounds suspiciously like revulsion.

Sciel shouldn't be hearing this. There's no need to say it but—

"To be with everyone you lost, but only at the grace of someone else's whims?" Julie meets Sciel's gaze, imploring her to challenge her. Tell her yes, it's worth it, it's worth everything. Because there's very little left for her in this world except for shadows and strange faces. Her mother, father, Celine... nothing but relics in her memory. And she doesn't know if she has the fire left in her to go without them.