[ Though Yzak is not much in the holiday spirit (he usually isn't anyway, mister serious business and all, but for sure isn't right now), he can be found all around the station during the month for anybody else who's looking to spread the cheer. As such, he pretty much needs to go through the [a. sunlight room] if he wants to get from one place to another, which he seems set on doing every single time. Snowmen and snowball fights and ice skating? Not really his thing by default (though he would boast that he is great at all of those things if asked!). On some mornings, his stride is a little slower as he makes his way back from the mess hall holding a cup of coffee in his hand, eyes straying for a little longer on the sights and whatever the other Orbers are up to.

In true Yzak fashion, he will be a nosy ass innocently curious man when he spots anybody near the [b. box], tipping his head to get a better look at whatever they're entering. ] Who is that for?

[ He will also likewise look Very Put Off when Dean gets that [c. mistletoe] up all over the station. ] Oh, not this shit again!

[ Finally on [d. Christmas morning] proper, there is a box sitting next to Yzak, featuring a sweater that is VERY MUCH BEING IGNORED, THANK YOU. ]

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This is familiar. [ Yzak's voice can be heard when the [a. lights go out], sounding none-too-pleased. ] Now I'm wondering if the first time this shit happened, its cause was the same as now.

[ The room you're lucky(?) enough to get stuck with Yzak in today happens to be the [b. training room], where he's been a great deal lately, in part to keep himself and thus his mind busy so it stays ahead of all of the swirling shadows that have begun to creep back into it, causing doubt, confusion, hurting. The other reason why he's here so much is because he's still dead-set on properly adjusting to using his left arm for everything now, including combat. His current state is a constant reminder of what he fought so hard to keep and still lost, and he doesn't want to feel like any more of a failure by not being an asset to the team as they keep moving toward their goal. ]

Haaah? What do you mean the door won't open? [ He calls to the lucky(?????) person in here with him.

Of course, he's also open to [c. accidental messaging] from an old friend or someone completely new! Alternately, his own earpiece will screw up at some point while he's reading and the thought-to-text kicks in: —radio waves to ionize and heat an inert propellant, forming a plasma, then a magnetic field to confine and accelerate— WOW someone is a fucking nerd. ]

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[ The power of the orbs is something Yzak is a lot more familiar with than he used to be. Not just from the innate feelings he gets with Charter Magic, nor just from experience gathering them. But his recent bargain put him directly into contact with Xrisora's orb and he can still vividly recall how some of those moments felt. Still, when he lends what physical and magical power that he can to Degar, the sheer weight of that power pushing back against them is a lot to bear. But Yzak bears it, because he has to bear it, he has no other choice but to bear it, and he's beared worse before with less on the line.

It's completely unexpected when the orb's power hits him back and he experiences something that he ... doesn't hate? Visions fill his mind of home and all of the scars of the war remain but there are less of them. The freshest wounds which arguably will leave the bigger scars - do leave the bigger scars for they're the reason he's here - were never inflicted. So many less of his people dead, the view of PLANT lacking six newly destroyed space colonies floating among them as graveyards.

When current reality greets him again, he feels that lightness instantly. Breathing becomes easier both literally and metaphorically, but Yzak's is still a little strained as he wraps his mind around what he saw, eyes looking toward the orbs but not exactly focused on them. Determination toward his goal here has never waned, but seeing that causes it to swell in a way that nothing else has as of yet on this journey of theirs. ]

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