First Session: Ishvi

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Other people being half breeds or mixed didn't bother Ishvi at all. Even some half angels were accepted by the outpost, depending on what the mix was. He'd never held anyone but angels to the standards he set for himself and it had always been himself who wasn't good enough, but he didn't know how to articulate this to Valli, even if he'd wanted to. He actually relaxed a little when Valli declared he was not an angel. Ishvi felt guilty about his relief, frowning slightly and continuing to avoid the other man's gaze, but it was hard enough doing this talking. He didn't want to feel judged.

Ishvi had to stop and think about what history he knew. He wasn't sure how relevant earth history was, except maybe that it showed that wars were awful, but he would answer as best as he could. "I had to take a lot of cultural classes at the academy. And I did get a crash course when I first arrived. umm... I know about the world wars very broadly. I know why the Veil exists. I know... mostly present relations between species. There are a lot of species on Manta Carlos, and important history for each. It's um... honestly it's hard to remember." He hoped Valli didn't think he was being uncooperative. This wasn't something he'd expected to talk about. "What else? Umm I know the world wars were called that because a lot of countries were involved. Oh and there were a lot of civilians killed and the second one was ended by a... nuclear bomb... that killed ... a lot... oh..." Ishvi trailed off, blinking a little and making sure his emotions were firmly shoved down. "Why... why do you ask?"
 

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Valli had a point, but it was also the kind of point you had to be careful about making. Ishvi struck him as the kind of person who emotional arguments weren't likely to work on. He wanted to shove his emotions down. Logic might work on him though. An understanding that he was not alone, and that his issues were a regular and normal thing.

"Humans have a mental illness known as post-traumatic stress disorder. We now understand that it happens when the mind is unable to handle an extremely traumatic event--and before you think that, no, this isn't a diagnosis. Watching someone die. Killing someone. But it doesn't happen every time. What's interesting--and why I bring this up--is how this became more established. In human history we've had wars for centuries. Brutal, violent wars. Wars where people were fighting up close with swords, not attacking at a distance. But until World War One, we never saw anything quite like shell shock. Certainly there were things like it, but you would expect it to be an epidemic when you're talking about massive battlefields of tens of thousands of ancient soldiers."

Valli paused, settling back in his chair to let Ishvi digest what he'd said before continuing.

"There's a lot of discussion about why we don't see it, but one of the big theories is that it's the community. Someone like an ancient Roman soldier would stay with a single company. He'd travel with them, and they'd all have similar experiences. And then he'd go home, and be surrounded by people who understood the things he'd gone and done. That was simply how life was, and being surrounded by people who understood was a very important factor. In the modern day, that doesn't exist. Companies shift around. People get promoted away from their peers. And most of all, at the end of the day they go home to a society which has no understanding of what they've been through. Ancient soldiers could turn to each other and have someone who could understand. The angels at your outpost were probably the same. They could turn to each other and have someone who could understand what they'd been through."

Valli's face was grim and focused as he leaned forward slightly.

"But you have suffered an individual loss. In many ways, a loss that only you experience--any trauma at all, really--is in many ways worse. You have no one who can really understand. It feels isolating. Frustrating. It's an extremely common thing, and something that I see over and over, especially from those with warlike backgrounds. To suffer in battle is to suffer with friends. To suffer after is to suffer alone."
 

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Ishvi was quietly trying to take everything all in. What Valli was saying rang true for the most part. It would've made sense to the half-angel, except he'd never had the companionship to begin with. "But I've always been alone." All his issues were bundled up in that statement. So many that he fell silent for a few moments, struggling for words. Turned out that even just talking wasn't an easy thing. He felt raw. A confusing turmoil only made worse by being bottled up. He couldn't keep it from his face.

But his voice was still blank when he spoke again. "No one really died before. Angels, real angels at least, come back. But I was told the demons used anti resurrection magic... they're gone. And the only survivor I've met, the archangel's son, is fallen." Distress broke through on the last word, and Ishvi clenched his fists struggling not to shift. He couldn't deal with the shame of his other form right now, the evidence that he was losing a little control, and that the only way people could know he wasn't fallen himself was his own admission.

"I never fell. But it doesn't matter here. It doesn't matter because I can't go home and - and prove it. Five years and no one answered my letters home, and I still miss them. But I was going to go back, when I was strong enough, good enough, I was going to go home, and fight like I was supposed to, and be as - almost as good as them. But. I. can't.... I should... shouldn't... I don't know. This... This place isn't like home." In many ways, Ishvi was still young, only barely an adult, and his entire world had been shattered in minutes. He bottled his emotions just to cope - it clearly was not working. As the hopelessness crept back into his voice, Ishvi's form flickered nearly imperceptibly. He wasn't going to be able to hold off shifting for much longer.
 

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Valli was increasingly convinced that Ishvi had gone to work far too quickly. He wasn't adapted to the island. He wasn't prepared for it. Valli had no idea how long it had been since he'd left his home, but the cultural struggles were clearly there, and now they'd been shoved back in his face.

"You're searching for answers," Valli said. "Which you're afraid you might not get. Nothing in life is guaranteed, but the idea of closure is perhaps the least guaranteed of all. Answers have to come from inside, and in your situation, you can't look to anyone else for the answers you need. Proving it doesn't matter. Even if they were still up there, wanting to prove it to them still wouldn't help."

Whether they were alive or dead, requiring the approval of others wasn't going to be healthy. Especially not in Ishvi's situation. Not when they were lying about him being fallen.
 

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"Answers? ... I don't think I'm looking for answers. I wouldn't find any here. And proving it does matter... No one here cares if angels fall! They lied but... but..." Again, it was proving impossible for Ishvi to completely escape the emotional effects of the things he was talking about. He'd lost his home and his purpose and no one here understood, least of all himself. He ducked his head, curling up as small as could, while the stress forced a shift. "Don't look." He tried to give a warning, mumbled though it was, but he was already changing while he spoke.

He hoped Valli had glanced away, that the fear effect wouldn't affect the man. It was bad enough that he had to be seen in this form at all. Black wings, not like the others. He furled those wings around himself, unable to look Valli in the face. Everything conspired to prove he was cracking apart. "I don't understand how talking will help. I don't have a home to go back to. I never intended to stay so long. I was supposed to, to finish my training. Join the military like everybody else. The only reason I'm here is to prove I wouldn't fall. To be a good angel.... But I'm half. I'll always be half. There's nothing left of my life or my family. My job... I'm... " He made a vague gesture towards himself. At least he couldn't cry in this form. His job was the only stable thing he had right now, but he was breaking.
 

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Valli did not glance away in time, but it didn't matter. The enchantment on his bracelet protected him from the fear, leaving Valli only thinking that Ishvi was filled with shame at the transformation. It certainly wasn't appealing to most, but it didn't seem half as horrifying as he'd expected.

But, truly, Ishvi's situation seemed worse and worse. He wasn't able to control his shifting. He didn't see the point of talking to people.

"I think the most important thing you might be able to get out of this is just learning ways to help handle your emotions. I can suggest a few methods to help you center yourself, to avoid the feeling of... loss of control."

Which he was very obviously experiencing right then and there. That was a good first step, a way to help him feel like he was in control and hopefully help him relax.
 

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He'd always shifted under stress, but it hadn't come up so often before. Yes, being a police officer wasn't an easy job, but it didn't have so many negative emotions attached to it. He'd been doing better with his biases, starting to socialize more. He'd had everything under control. Ishvi was ashamed of what his other form meant - the nightmare coming out because he was too weak to fight it. He wasn't an angel - they were all dead.

Just because he physically couldn't cry right now, didn't mean he didn't want to. He could still listen to what Valli was saying, but even without the need to hold back tears or shifting, he was still too overwhelmed to speak right away. Trying to breath with wings clutched tight.

"I... you can do that? Yes. I just need to stay in control. I shouldn't - people shouldn't see - this, this shouldn't be public. I can't fall apart and hurt people, can't let them see."
 

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Some therapists wanted to hide their emotions. They felt like having emotions was in some way likely to impress itself on their patient. But while extreme emotions should obviously be avoided, Valli felt there was more harm to be done by being completely flat. Better to react, and react he did, a small frown reaching his lips at Ishvi's words.

"The point of learning to calm down and center yourself is not to avoid letting people see. The idea is to help you keep control of yourself, so that you can make clear choices. People do a lot of foolish things acting on emotional highs, and being able to calm down is an important skill for anyone, regardless of circumstances. Calming down lets you think things through. It lets you see things more clearly."
 

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"Calming down... You're probably right. I don't think I'm thinking clearly right now." With no way to know Valli couldn't detect he was lying, Ishvi was doing his best to stay honest. Even if he had known, he still probably wouldn't have denied that fact. For one thing, his shifting made it obvious, for another, he did want help, he just didn't see how talking could do anything.

"I just... I, I know I need better control and it's getting worse. This this thing shouldn't happen in public. That's probably not for you to help with anyway. I don't know... I guess dealing with the emotions when they just - spill out and interfere - would help with everything." Ishvi was still attempting to keep his voice blank, still huddled small. This, someone wasting their time trying to help him seemed so wrong, but he was going to do what he was told.

"I shouldn't..." He couldn't finish, too tangled up to know what he was trying to say.
 

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Valli suspected that, like it or not, Ishvi wasn't going to be able to keep working. Even in an enclosed environment he was acting extremely erratically, and it was hard to imagine he'd be able to keep it together in the long run. Not without major intervention, and just going to a therapist likely wouldn't be enough. He needed time away from major stressors, and being a cop didn't exactly play well with that.

"Emotional regulation is something to learn. Some people are born with a natural aptitude for it, but for others it's a matter of learning to cope with emotions as they come. Controlling the more extreme ones until you can handle them in a safe space. It's not the same as bottling, because when you bottle, you don't handle things until they explode. But you need to first and foremost learn to prevent your emotions from overwhelming you, because if they do it could put you at risk."

At risk of breaking down. At risk of making things worse. A lot of risks.

"I'll guide you through some breathing exorcises. They're often considered the easiest way to handle things, and the best place to start because they're nearly universal."