Kent Clark (
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Kent/Feldspar
"Just once more," they had said when Ellie's team petitioned for it. She was busy with Palmer, falling in love with science while he fell in love with God, and Kent was left to pick up the pieces. He wanted another damn go at it. The Machine had a pricetag in the billions; it was begging to be used again.
But they wouldn't let Ellie go. They wouldn't let just anyone go. They wanted someone who knew how it worked, who had been there from the beginning, but someone who isn't completely taken in by Ellie's words.
That leads them to a dozen people and they end up with Kent. He's blind, but that's not what decides it. They claim that he wouldn't hallucinate the way Ellie did. That he has a unique perspective.
And, he's already proven himself steady and loyal.
He experiences it all the way that Ellie does, but something goes wrong on the other end. Maybe another terrorist attack. Maybe not. All he knows is that he's in the sphere and then, suddenly, he's floating, unable to find his footing until a great crash and he slams into the bottom of the machine.
He groans, pulling his helmet on with a grunt and a wince.
"Fuck this," he mutters, finding the edge of the sphere with his hands. There was a door there somewhere. He just - has to find it.
But they wouldn't let Ellie go. They wouldn't let just anyone go. They wanted someone who knew how it worked, who had been there from the beginning, but someone who isn't completely taken in by Ellie's words.
That leads them to a dozen people and they end up with Kent. He's blind, but that's not what decides it. They claim that he wouldn't hallucinate the way Ellie did. That he has a unique perspective.
And, he's already proven himself steady and loyal.
He experiences it all the way that Ellie does, but something goes wrong on the other end. Maybe another terrorist attack. Maybe not. All he knows is that he's in the sphere and then, suddenly, he's floating, unable to find his footing until a great crash and he slams into the bottom of the machine.
He groans, pulling his helmet on with a grunt and a wince.
"Fuck this," he mutters, finding the edge of the sphere with his hands. There was a door there somewhere. He just - has to find it.
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“But when I did it scared I was doing it for myself and no one else. Maybe the other Outer Wilds folks, but it wasn’t life or death - except for my own, anyway.” They grin a little crookedly, just a second or two.
“I’m selfish that way. Not you. If my wanderlust did any good before I disappeared, it was putting that sense of exploration in you.”
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"It's alright," he assures them softly. "You were selfish but - you always wanted that to mean something. Even if it was just how to ride the cyclones. But I wouldn't have made it as far as I did without your direct help, though..."
They turn and punch them gently in the arm. Not even nearly enough to do anything but glance off with barely a tap. They know they're fragile.
"That's for refusing to tell me how you got to the core of Giant's Deep."
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"Asshole," they mutter fondly. "And yeah. Some of the stuff you left was really helpful. I found some of your old notes and things."
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Well, that’s mostly not true, they did want others to come after them and enjoy the same mysteries and thrills.
“You’re a different Hearthian now,” they say after a moment. “It’s lonely, being different than who you once were. Nobody really understands what you went through.”
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"Yeah. It's why uh...well, it's why Gabbro and I got so close," they explain. "Since they were stuck in the loops. Sometimes, when it was really bad, I'd go to Giant's Deep and just sit with them. Well, as much as I could. Did you know they build a whole damn hammock there? And would just ride the islands?"
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“But Gabbro isn’t Lapis. You wanted to get out there and see every inch of the star system.”
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"I did," they agree. "Did I tell you Gabbro lost their ship and didn't care? Just let it float out?"
They laugh, shaking their head. "What the fuck."
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Lapis cackles. "They weren't going to know! And did you tell them about it? You should have said that they just fell off!"
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They give them a gentle nudge. "If it saved you a lecture from Slate, you would," he points out.
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They feel an ache in their chest, a realization that had been lingering in their thoughts and threatening to sink them entirely rising up to land on their tongue. “I don’t think I’ll be doing anything like that ever again.”
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Lapis frowns as the realization comes to them, too.
Fuck this whole thing.
"It may not be the same, but you can - do other things."
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“It’s hard for me to see that future. It’d be hard for me even if I had been found and dragged back to the crater by Gossan. I don’t want to be that center of attention; the big storyteller, the first Hearthian in space. I’ve been afraid of disappointing everyone.”
Feldspar tips their head up to look at Lapis. “But I see that I’m just old now, my time’s gone. And I can accept that. But you…you’re still just a hatchling. You’re supposed to have your whole life ahead of you.”
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"I've lived a whole life, Feldspar," they mutter, looking down at their hands. "At least, it feels like it. But I know what it's like for you. To go on these adventures and reduce the feeling down to a palatable story that we can tell to the others. The whole weight of the Hearthean culture is on my shoulders. If we don't fuel the love of the stars, then maybe - I don't know. Maybe that's the real end of all things."
They reach over to take their hand.
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Feldspar tugs on their hand and brings them in for a tight hug. “Let the Hearthians decide what Hearthian culture is, pebble. You saved us. That’s enough weight on anyone’s shoulders, especially yours.”
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They lean into the embrace, surprised at how much they needed this.
"I don't know what to do, Feldspar," they mutter and, for the first time in a long time, they feel so very young.
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“You’ve gotta rebuild with us, when you’re ready, and tell me and your dad what you went through. We can help with some of the burden, y’know.”
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They breathe out and nod once.
"Tomorrow," they promise. "Tomorrow, meet me in the same place. By the river."
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They don’t let go of them; in fact they start to hug them more tightly. Their hatchling. Their little hatchling. All the years they missed, all the happy moments and heart breaks - that day they decided to join Outer Wilds Ventures. They would have given anything to see that day.
“Hey.” They place a shaking hand to the back of Lapis’ head. “I’m proud of you.”
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Lapis is quiet for a single, shuddering breath, then starts to cry, pressing their face against Feldspar's shirt.
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“It’s gonna be okay, pebble, it’s gonna be okay.”
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"No it won't," they mutter to themselves. "It won't be okay because everything is - it's all terrible, I've died. I've died. And I've watched everyone else die a hundred times again and again and I felt like I was the last thing in the whole universe..."
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Feldspar sits back a little, bringing their hands to Lapis’ cheeks to brush the tears away and give them a fond little pinch, just like they used to do before they disappeared.
“All alone in the universe, I mean. Dying that many times and in what I can imagine were hundreds of different ways…you were an immortal, and all that fucked up stuff just stayed with you. It’s got nowhere else to go, and no one really can understand.
“Am I right?”
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