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Meanwhile, in the back of the prison cell:
Mz. Hyde: DON'T WORRY EVERYONE! I have dug a total of three feet. I escaped Bedlam doing this so this place will be easy! We should be out in about three months!
*Continues digging a hole out with a spoon.*
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RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
(My first day of college has begun...and it's not going all too well. But at least i'll be able to see the new page. X3)
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Hyde without a Jekyll  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
(Good luck with college! I hope it gets better!)
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RBDECEPTICON17  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
(I hope so too. X3)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
(Good luck RB!)
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RBDECEPTICON17  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(Thank you, Mz Hyde. X3)
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Setae  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
(Best of luck, dude.)
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Catt Hatter  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
(Be strong RB! You can do it!)
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RBDECEPTICON17  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
(Thank you, Catt! X3)
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Catt Hatter  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
(Anytime! ^u^ )
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Hastie Lanyon  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
(Good luck at college! I hope things will be better soon!)
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RBDECEPTICON17  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Thank you, Hastie! I'm certain that it will! X3)
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Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
((RBDECEPTICON17 ))
Alice sat quietly grin spread upon her face (partially smug, partially proud) as she watched Jamie study the vial.
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"Hmm, impressive. I perfectly crafted strength potion. Such a potion is difficult to craft." Jamie muttered, her eyes once again fixed upon the yellow potion, before she slowly looked up to stare deep into Rose's pretty emerald eyes, the smaller woman still blushing profusely.
"How many times did it take you to perfect it?"
"Umm...Umm...o-only...twelve...t-times..." Rose stuttered out shyly, embarressed, even as she tried to keep her eyes fixed upon Jamie's own, yet those ruby were so piercing, that she quickly chose to look down at the potion in her hands.
Hyde without a Jekyll 
Alice wasn't sure if twelve times was good or not but on the off chance that it was it was below average she took the opportunity to add her two cents.
"Apparently it was good enough that Lady Venom asked for quite a few more!" She beamed hoping to help Rose's confidence.
RBDECEPTICON17 
"It must be quite good, if she wanted more of it." Jamie commented, making the blonde's face light up with joy, as she smiled down at the older sexologist, before she walked away and put the yellow potion away.
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Alice beamed as well happy to see her friend smile.
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RBDECEPTICON17  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
"She's cute." Jamie muttered to Alice, a smirk upon her lips.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
"What?" Alice blinked a few times not quite sure what she heard. And if she did hear Jamie correctly she was not entirely sure what that meant. Did Jamie appreciate Rose's physical appearance or clothing choice? Did Jamie enjoy Rose's personality? Was Jamie impressed by Rose's resume and research? Did she even hear Jamie correctly at all?
The idea of love was far off in the distance of her mind. A vague idea that was never concluded as the correct answer.
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RBDECEPTICON17  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Rose. She's a really cute woman." Jamie elaborated quietly, so that the blonde wouldn't hear her flirtacious compliment.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
"She does dress nicely." Alice agreed, still not grasping what Jamie was getting at.
((Such an obtuse child. XDX ))
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RBDECEPTICON17  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
(-Facepalms- You poor poor woman. XD)
"And she's so cute when she's happy." Jamie muttered, as if Alice had not even uttered a word before her.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
Alice's gaze turned from Rose to Jamie and she studied the woman for a moment.
"Do you fancy her?" She whispered ever so quietly, highly doubting the answer to be affirmative.
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RBDECEPTICON17  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
Jamie instantly turned a dark shade of crimson, her entire body freezing up. She had not been expecting that question to come up.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
Alice's eyes widened. She did fancy Rose.
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RBDECEPTICON17  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
"I just think she's cute...I swear it's nothing more than that." The tall brunette quietly explained.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
"She's already seeing someone." Alice whispered in a mixture of shock and urgency.
The girl remembered how they had traveled to Blackfog in search of a bird. She remembered how nervous Rose was at telling Lady Venom of her feelings. She remembered how revealed her friend was when her love was accepted. However, Rose did not know that Lady Venom had disappeared and more than likely would never return.
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RBDECEPTICON17  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
(Alex! -Hits her over the head with a newspaper- Bad friend! Don't hide things from Rose! XD)
Jamie stared wide eyed at Alice, before she turned her gaze back to the cute blonde, a frown coming to her lips at the knowledge.
'Not again. Why are the good ones always taken and the bad ones left for me to deal with?' The older sexologist thought to herself, as she lowered her head into her hands.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
((XDDDD If only it was that simple....))
Alice watched the woman go down.
She did fancy rose. The girl thought with a bit of triumph.
Her gaze then drifted towards her friend to see what she made of this mess if she was aware of what had unfolded at all.
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RBDECEPTICON17  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
But the blonde sexologist, unfortunately, did not see or hear any of what had just occured between Alice and Jamie, yet when she turned around to look at the two, she quickly noticed that the older sexologist looked upset.
And being the sweet woman she was, Rose quickly rushed over to Jamie, kneeled down in front of her, and then softly asked:
"Are you okay, Jamie? Is something wrong?"
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Hyde without a Jekyll  RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago
Alice remained silent, allowing Jamie to speak for herself. Whatever fib or truth the woman might say was for her to decide.
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Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
((Miss-Dreamerkat ))
Miss-Dreamerkat 
Kito nodded her tiredly. He yawned and then changed in to his human form. "Morning," he said yawning.
Hyde without a Jekyll
The girl glanced down to her plate of baked goods that Rachel had made earlier.
"Would you like some?" She held out the plate to him.
Miss-Dreamerkat 
Kito shook his head, "I still need to get used to complex foods," he said looking between her and the plate of cookies.
(OF course we can resume! Thank you for remembering since I forgot!)
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((It's okay! I'm sorry it took so long to continue! If I remember correctly Kito had a nightmare about his family and Alice was gonna try to get him some closure by seeking out Lewis and get in contact with Gabby to try and attempt to find out what happened with his family. But I might be wrong as it has been forever and a day! XDX ))
She shrugged and continue to munch on the pastries.
"I think Rachel made some other things for breakfast." Alice gestured to the pantry and the ice box with a mouth full of food
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Miss-Dreamerkat  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
Kito grabbed a apple and began eating it. "So where is Lewis?" He asked when he finished his bite.
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Jekyll1886  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
"Right here," answered Weir as he made his way into the kitchen.
"Good morning, Kito, Alice," he greeted them as he went over to the pot of oatmeal on the stove and helped himself a bowl.
"What seems to be the trouble?" he asked, adding raisins.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Alice about jumped out of her skin at the appearance of Lewis.
"We were just talking about you." She managed after a moment. At least they wouldn't have to waist time looking for him, "We were wondering if Kito could talk to Gabby. He is your friend, right?"
She pulled her plate of comestibles closer to her torso.
((I guess the order is Miss-Dreamerkat then 86 and then myself? Does that sound right?))
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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
((Sounds good.))
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
((Hey! Hope you're enjoying your break. ^-^
Would you like me to repost the Field Trip rp?))
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
((Yes! Thank you! ^-^ I finally found a place with reliable (and free!) WiFi.))
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
((Hooray! :D Always nice to find that outside of ones home. I'll go find where I saved it!))
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
((I forgot to say before, but I dinged. ^-^
Still can't tag anyone, unfortunately.))
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
((Same here. XD))
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Miss-Dreamerkat  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
(Oops, I replied to Lewis. CRAP! Sorry I would have replied sooner, but school work.)
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
((That's okay! Feel free to edit your response if Alice's comment would make any difference if not that's fine too and I can just put a placement marker/reminder for myself))
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Miss-Dreamerkat  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
(Kito's is fine!)
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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
"He's more of an acquaintance, if I'm honest," admitted Lewis. "Or colleague."
He got a spoon and sat down to eat breakfast.
"Still, I'm glad you bring it up," he said pleasantly.
He withdrew a small device from his waistcoat. He tapped the communicator once and placed it on the table.
"Dr. Jekyll," he said, "sorry to bother you, but are you there? Might you have a moment?"
For a time, there was the transdimensional equivalent of radio silence.
Just as Weir was about to speak again, however, a voice came through the com.
"Only a few minutes, really," came Harry Jekyll's reply. "Is it pressing?"
Lewis looked to Alice and Kito for the answer to that.
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Miss-Dreamerkat  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Kito jumped hair rising up and poofing out. "Alice said you knew someone that could help me know what happened to my village."
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
((Hey future me! This one goes after here: https://disqus.com/home/cha... ))
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
When Weir sat down Alice wrapped her legs around the chair and when he pulled out the odd device she eyed it with smothered curiosity.
Kito knew what he needed more than she did, best let him do the talking.
((okay so @jekJekyll1886 and then it's dreamer's turn?))
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Miss-Dreamerkat  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
Kito explained his story and what happened to him. He explained what he had been experiencing lately and the hopeful solution that could be achieved. (Tag Lewis for me.)
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Jekyll1886  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
Harry Jekyll explained he could give it a go, but that it would take at least a few days, perhaps even a week or more.
He did mention that any description Kito could give of his home dimension would be most helpful.
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Miss-Dreamerkat  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
(Do I reply or wait until Alice does?)
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
((Sorry for the delay this may happen again in the future do to life.))
While they talked, Alice quietly listened, holding her breakfast.
((Miss-Dreamerkat ))
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Miss-Dreamerkat  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
Kito described his homeworld to the best he could, although he had only ever seen his village and the dense hilly forest he called home.
(I can only use my phone lately as my desktop is malfunctioning. So I can't tag anyone. So please tag Lewis.)
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago
((Jekyll1886 ))
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Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
((Jekyll1886 for whenever you return))
(( The Fox Jekyll1886 It's been forever and a day guys! I'm so sorry! ;__;
The Fox:
The water ring's glow softened as Selan's focus increased, the ring itself becoming larger.
Malemi was tense at first, but a soothing calm came over him. His body grew heavy with sleep and his eyes grew distant. The ring broke and started twirling around his form. Selan's form had shrunk immensely having drained a large part of herself into the ring itself.
A serpentine head emerged along with glimmering scales and long flowing body. Its eyes opened to the world and blinked lazily. It was Selan, or at least a memory of what she used to be. The snake looked down at the two flatmates, its heart touched by their display of friendship.
With a tender touch, it began curling around Malemi, lightly pushing Lewis out of the way. Its tongue flickered out and by some silent command, dark, vicious liquid siphon up from Malemi's body. It took the illness within itself, destroying it from reality.
Meanwhile, something approached swiftly down the tunnel and stopped, its eyes watching with great interest...
Jekyll1886:
Lewis went with the push, gratefully giving Selan space to work.
He picked up his cane and Sinnett's device and took up a post at the mouth of the tunnel, purposefully interposing himself between his group and who- or whatever approached.
At the same time, he strove to discern the nature and identity of the entity or entities in the tunnel.
Hyde Without a Jekyll:
The water witch's bestial form arose from the liquid, though slightly startled at first Emerson soon relaxed at the sight of the pitch like fluid gurgling up from his body. Things were finally looking up.
The attentive observer may have even noticed that the grumpy ghost was smiling at the sight.
The Fox:
The creature in the tunnel was undoubtedly Orin. His signature was aggressive at first, but at the sight of Selan and Malemi, grew subdued.
Orin had never seen her like this. He had only heard stories of such miracles, that is, before she had vanished so many years ago. It was simply astounding to see, though it wasn't without its irony.
She who could shed the world's troubles from others could not shed them from herself...
Orin couldn't help but laugh to himself.
The sudden appearance of Lewis didn't surprise him. Calmly, in his most neutral tone, he greeted Weir.
--" Well, I guess you won this battle haven't you? I can see why the cat chose you, or did you chose the cat? Either way, I congratulate you. "--
Jekyll1886:
"All we ever wanted was a chance, Orin," shrugged Lewis, "as per our agreement. I'm a man of my word, when I give it."
He looked the Hound earnestly in the eye.
"I just wanted to keep my friend. That's all.
"To be honest, I'm certain he'd be quite happy to give you and Callum a wide berth, stay out of your affairs. As would I, if you and yours are willing to do the same for us. There's no need for battles and wars, to my mind."
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After nearly three days of non-stop danger and threat, during which he had not a moment of peace to himself, Emerson was finally beginning to relax. The elemental was curing Malemi of whatever ailed him, leaving the group one step closer at ridding London of the abominations known as Orin, Callum, and Errack.
However Lewis's words drifted to him and broke the moment. Weir was speaking with someone--something. Turning to view the point of interest, Sterling saw--
"Oh shit!" It was the bloody hound himself, "Why the hell is he here!? Can we get a bloody break for once!?"
His blood began to boil once again at the sight of the disgusting creature. Not only did this abomination of nature not have the brain to know when it had been defeated but it had returned for a second licking! They had chased this mangy mongrel out of a park once and they'd do it again!
The Fox 
Orin listened to Lewis with an apathetic look. Once he finished, Orin returned Weir's look with one of disregard. He let out a short chuckle.
--" I know that's all you wanted, but I have my duties as the law in this corner of Through and I couldn't just trust some stranger. Your friendship with this Beast doesn't change that.
He was a danger that had to be dealt with and I simply sought to do so. Now that the danger is gone, my job is done.
You're lucky. He was just on the verge of destruction. Had he waited any longer, you would gutted and I would've had to take his life. "--
A thin smile crossed his face, a mocking look flashing in his eyes.
--" That would've been a true tragedy, considering all the effort you went through. More especially because you seemed to have tickled Callum's fancy. He doesn't make friends all too often, so It would've been a shame for Callum's new favorite person died within a day of meeting him.
But since you're alive, I can make Callum a little less miserable. Don't be surprised if he comes to you in sometime soon. He'll want to see you for himself, that I know. "--
Orin's ear twitched as he turned to look at the enraged ghost and smirked.
--" Don't worry, you won't have to run from me this time. Just sit tight and I'll lave soon enough. "--
And with that, he turned back to the spectacle at hand, the ritual coming to a close.
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It was dark and cool where he was.
Malemi's body was heavy with sleep but his mind was held in a waking dream. He could feel very little besides to cathartic flow of sickness leaving his form. The feelings of wanton violence, the thoughts of rampant revenge, the vile curse that twisted his soul...
All of that drifted away from him, releasing its grip from his being.
As his soul was cleansed, so was his body. His neck and teeth shifted back into their original state, erasing the evidence of the curse ever being there in the first place, save for his tail.
To his right, a soft voice whisper in his ear. It was honest and true, but most of all, it was filled with love.
" Be well Brother. "
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Sucking up to last of the curse, Selan unwound her coils from her son's sleeping form and kissed the top of his head.
Selan slithered back to where her form sat and sank back into it's membrane. She grew back to size and opened her eyes. Looking back to Lewis and Sterling, she slide over to where they were seemingly oblivious to Orin's presence.
Selan spoke faintly in the back of Weir's mind, her voice raspy and tired.
He is better now. You will not have to worry anymore.
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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
Although I've done nothing to Orin, still he wishes me ill, thought Weir.
Hm.
...
So be it.
"I appreciate you letting me know, Orin," said Lewis altogether too graciously, as though he were some senior, high-society lady playing at seeming the ingénue. In the meantime, he attuned himself to the Hound's energy on a metaphysical level, sounding out what Orin was made of and which strands connected Callum to him. "It is ever so helpful to assuring I can welcome him properly."
Then he, too, turned to witness the conclusion of Malemi's cleansing.
Selan spoke silently.
Thank you, Weir answered back soundlessly. The depth of his feeling conveyed more than mere words ever would.
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Jekyll1886  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
(( @kcolled ))
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
"I say we just fry him and sell whatever's left." Emerson muttered just below his breath. 
Selan finished her magic and went over to Weir and the d*mned dog. 
Taking a final glance at the sleeping feline, Sterling headed over to the gathering. He ran the To Do List through his mind seeing what was to be done next:
Find Resham. Done.
Find Lines. Done.
Find Selan. Done.
Cure Malemi. Done.
"Selan, how can we ever replay you?" He asked turning to her with genuine gratitude. 
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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
Orin's spirit was one of muted violence, a frozen wasteland with raw untapped emotion churning just beneath its surface. Its surface was scarred with past mistakes while new ones cut through and bled out, his emotions downright volcanic against his icy front.
With all this, it was surprising to find that he had no heart. In the center of his being sat a enormous gap where his heart would've been. It wasn't that he didn't have one, it was just that his was nowhere to be felt. It was just gone, buried somewhere else besides where it should be.
Orin's connection to Callum was deeply interconnected, each strand crossing others, knotting together in harmonious discord. It was like two clothes haphazardly sewn together, each knot holding them together with unrelenting will.
Overall, it was clear something more was happening with the hound that he let on.
The hound in question only snorted at Weir's reply, turning away to look at Malemi's sleeping form, waiting patiently for him to wake up.
Selan turned to look at the Emerson with a smile in her eyes. She reached out and took the ghost's hand, her touch reaching past his veil of death, and held it close to her. In her silence, she communicated more than she ever could with a voice.
Coming here was payment enough. Seeing her last son, well or unwell, and easing her fears was the greatest thing they could've done for her.
In their distraction, the sleeping cat opened his eyes, squeezing them shut at the sudden brightness of his surroundings. With a tired mewl, he picked himself up and shook his pelt. He let out a long, deep breathe.
Malemi blinked.
He felt so much lighter...Had he really been so weighted down by all of this? And the tumor...?
He breathed again. It was gone.
Malemi's eyes widened and a smile crossed his lips. Relief was practically beaming from his face as he turned to the others.
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago
'Wonder if Orin's heart's in Callum, thought Lewis. It would make sense; the man's volatile as all Hell.
So thinking, he felt out the connections further, even as he rushed to Malemi's side, grateful and greatly relieved to see his friend so well.
"Malemi!" Weir exclaimed, dropping everything he carried as he reached him. His arms unencumbered, he gave the Beast a hug of joy.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
Emerson returned a smile letting the connection between them continue. It had been a very long time since something living pressed against him even if it was a slimy water elemental.
At Lewis's sudden cry and sprint towards the Malemi, Emerson pulled back from Selan and watch the meeting unfold. He also made sure to keep the hellish hound in his peripheral vision.
((I like to take this moment to apologize for my ghost. 
He is a jerk who think's Selan has cooties.  ))
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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
Orin's connections to Callum grew more and more complex the further they went like the roots of ancient trees, some growing more prominent as they went. The myriad roots connected to Callum in his soul, body and mind. They were like rivers of information running between the fused souls, Callum's soul receiving what Orin gave.
It was impossible to feel beyond this point. To go any further would require Callum's presence.
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Selan let Emerson pull away and watched along with him. She couldn't help but feel yearning. It wouldn't be hard for her to take her son and hold him close, but would Malemi be open to that closeness? Her gaze turned to her other son, so quiet and still. What could she do to make up for her neglect?
Her sorrows were washing back into her heart and she did not stop it. There was nothing she could do to fix anything if the past was anything to go by.
She didn't bother to look at the hound that passed her. In her eyes, he wasn't worthy of her attention or even her thoughts.
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Malemi returned his flatmate's hug, pulling Lewis in with all his strength. His heart filled to the brim with love and happiness that spilled over into his whole being.
He didn't speak. Instead, he let simply the moment go on.
That was, until Orin appeared at his side. Malemi looked at him but said nothing. He instinctively put himself between him and Lewis, his face impassive.
The two beasts stared at each other until Orin turned and left. He slipped away, vanishing into the tunnel. Malemi eyed him until he was out of sight before turning back to Lewis.
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago
Lewis, too, was immersed in the moment...until Orin came closer, at which point Weir picked up the items he'd previously dropped.
He watched warily, ready to act, as the two Beasts had a stare-down, and visibly relaxed once Orin had gone.
"Selan," he said, turning to her again. "Thank you. For healing Malemi."
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
When Orin left, Sterling let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He hated that hound.
Emerson turned and looked at Selan. There was a sadness about her...but why? They had saved Malemi and Orin was gone. Sure there were some loose ends, and a park set a blaze but why was the water woman slipping back into her grief-- 
Oh. It's her f*cking security blanket.
Emerson was tempted to ask if he should bring a cake to Selan's pity party but thought better of it. This wasn't his problem.
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He sat in a dingy bar. Poor gas lighting flickered around him, casting shadows on faceless patrons. 
A silver flask sat in front of him, a small dent disfigured the bottom yet it did not fall. 
He threw back the contents of a small glass next to it. The liquid burned his throat. Putting the glass back down on the stained wooden table, Sterling could feel it's disgusting residues cling to his flesh. 
He should have pointed out the ropes weren't tight enough. He should have made sure the family wasn't in the room.
Emerson leaned forward, letting his arms plow through the sticky goo that coated the table. He marinated in it.
It was his fault, what happened...
or maybe it was everyone's fault... 
Anyone could have stopped it... 
Or maybe no one could have stopped it...
The bar tender sloshed brown liquor into dirtied glass. A sewage colored fire danced in it.
It didn't matter.
The sludge slid down his throat.
It didn't matter.
It stung, like his eyes.
It had happened.
Another glass.
He wanted to forget it had happened.
And another.
It didn't matter anyways, he couldn't correct the past.
And another.
Only forget it...
And another.
...and try to fix the future.
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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
Selan looked up to Lewis and Emerson and simply nodded. She didn't look at Malemi as she began to make her way back up the path, her gaze focused on her lifeless child. There was no longer a need to be here. Staying any longer would only make everything worse.
Malemi watched as she left with a curious look. He wanted to know what was in her arms but couldn't make out what it was. There was only a brief glimpse of white fur but the rest was held close to the daemon.
There was a touch of familiarity that he couldn't ignore, almost as though he knew who is was.
He pushed the thought to the side and turned to his flatmates with a smile. One ear tucked back while the other stayed upright, making him look somewhat silly.
" I guess we go home now? "
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Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Guess who's back from the dead! Or, mostly back, at least. The first two weeks of school have been exhausting, but I'm determined to be online more often from now on. Who knew the first weeks could be so eventful?)
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MillieGriffin  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((*waves from the background* Hi.))
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Hastie Lanyon  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(Why, hello!)
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MillieGriffin  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((*forgets what she's about to say and then runs away*))
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((Same. I do wish you luck though that things get easier and you get more free time!))
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Hastie Lanyon  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
(I'm afraid more spare time won't be in it for me, but at least we've finally started on a regular schedule. There will be projects outside of classes (working with inmates at a high-security prison for a start), but I think I'll be able to come online.)
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((I can understand that. Regular schedules, in my experience, can make figuring out what free time one does have easier. XD
I do hope the projects go well and working with inmates sounds really interesting!! What are you doing with them, if you don't mind me asking.))
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Welcome back Hastie!)
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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(Thank you! Oh you won't believe what's new here. We've got an actual proper stripping pole in one of our classrooms now!)
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
Ah, classic!
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Helen Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Hey Hastie! Welcome back! :DD)
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Hastie Lanyon  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
(Hello! Good to be back (: )
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Helen Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(It's really good to have you back! ^-^
Out of curiosity, does Hastie still think Hela a plague on Helen's life?)
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Hastie Lanyon  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
(Probably, but I can't say for sure. I'm incredibly far behind right now, so I'd have to read up a bit before I can give a definitive answer.)
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Helen Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Heh, that's what I figured... and considering that Hela just got her and Helen sent to the infirmary, it's probably still a yes. XDX)
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Catt Hatter  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Hi Hastie! Good to see you again!)
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Hastie Lanyon  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
(Thank you! I'm glad all of you are still here (: )
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Catt Hatter  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(You're welcome, so are we! ^u^ Hope the schooling is/will be going well for you despite how busy it can be!)
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((Welcome back! :D))
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
(Thank you!)
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RBDECEPTICON17  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Good to have you back, Hastie! X3)
(-Hugs!-)
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Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
(Latest post for the field rp! Sorry for the delay, life suddenly decided that I needed to do all the things. ^^')
Helen Jekyll:
She crumpled in on herself at his words, tears trickling from her eyes and sobs wracking her body, though she made almost no noise.
"I'm not strong, not fast, not smart, not brave, I can't fight, I just c-can't..." Her throat grew tight and burned, making her words hoarse. "I-I want t-to, but I c-can't!"
Jekyll1886:
"Hela..." said Lewis, and ventured a gentle hand over hers. "You're young. That's all. You'll learn better, and do better. I know you want to live. Live like you expect you'll see tomorrow. Plan. See what didn't work and tweak it. Avoid the easy out. You'll grow.
"And I'll be here for you."
Response:
Nails dug into her skin as the grip on her knife tightened and she turned her head aside.
"Don't expect things from me, I am n-not what you t-think I am, " begged Hela in barely a whisper, "I'll only let y-you down and you'll just g-get u-upset a-and--" She couldn't continue, choking on the words that swirled in her head.
I am not what you want, I can't make you happy, I am nothing but a leech, I'm not good enough, I'm not even bad enough, I shouldn't have done this, I shouldn't have asked for this, I can't do this.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Even if you do," he reassured with quiet certainty, "and even if I do...it won't be the end. Just a bump in the road." He gave her hand a light squeeze. "We'll get through it," he assured her. "We'll go on."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
Hela fought to regain control of her emotions, closing her eyes. She took a trembling breath.
"Y-You... won't let h-him h-hurt me...?" The knife lowered a few inches. "I-I know y-you said before t-that you w-wouldn't...but C-Catt promised n-not t-to h-hurt m-me too... and he w-was with her this t-time..."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Hela," he asked, "what do you mean, 'this time'?
"We left Catt in London, and I've been fast asleep--as Henry, no less."
A thought occurred.
"Do you mean in your dream?" he said softly.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Hela gave a small nod.
Catt looming over her, grinding the shattered bones of her wrist under her foot, shrieks and cackles filling the air--
Her hand twitched and she opened her eyes again with a shiver, staring at where Lewis's skin touched hers.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
At the twitch, he loosened his hold, merely letting his hand rest gently over hers, then took it away entirely, not wishing to add to her distress.
"Does Catt often hurt you--in your dreams?" he ventured gingerly.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
"N-Nearly every n-night..."
Her gaze flickered up to him, still teary.
"Sometimes a-alone, s-sometimes with a-another person or t-two..."
She squeezed her eyes shut.
"...s-sometimes the w-whole S-Society j-joins i-in... o-or e-even a-all o-of L-London..."
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
("Yeah I hope you dream about me!"
Hyde NOT the time! )
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Helen Jekyll  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(Heh, it's quite alright. XD
But yes, Mz. Hyde and her needle of death make appearances, alongside Catt.)
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
He nodded, full of empathy.
"I understand," he said simply. "I'm no stranger to nightmares myself. Including the one where all London howls for my head."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
"H-How do I m-make them s-stop?"
She rubbed the spine of the knife she still clutched, her voice rising in pitch.
"T-They've only g-gotten worse over t-the y-years..."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Well," said Lewis, "I don't know how to make them stop... but I do know how to give you a better chance at taking control of them. To make you aware you're asleep so you can shift the nightmare into a lucid dream instead."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Dipping her head, she swallowed audibly and gave him a pleading look.
"Anything w-would be better t-than this." Another swallow. "Y... You'll t-teach m-me s-sometime?"
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Hela, I can teach you right now. Understand that there's a bit of a learning curve to it--you'll have to practice before you really get the hang of it--but it's a damn sight better than...what you've been dealing with."
He well knew just how merciless bad dreams could be.
Privately, he wondered how long the nightmares had been plaguing her.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
"A-Alright," answered Hela, hesitating a moment before shifting so she sat facing him.
"I... I have a l-lot of free t-time..."
A flicker of a smile touched her lips, but vanished as quickly as it had appeared.
"F-For practice, I m-mean..."
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
He smiled as she did, aware of the hours she spent confined to her room.
"I know," he said gently, cognizant of the necessity of keeping her under lock and key. Though it was for her own sake, he still found it regrettable. He hoped it wouldn't have to be for too much longer; already, they'd made a goodly amount of progress.
"The key thing is to realize that you're dreaming, that you're asleep. Granted, this is easier said than done, but there's a trick which may help you: Before you go to bed, scent your pillow with an unusual fragrance, one you don't typically encounter. Make certain it doesn't smell like anyone you know, nor is associated with anything negative. Do this every night.
"Waking or sleeping, make it your mantra to pay attention to the odors about.
"What this will do, is train your brain to notice them without even thinking about it.
"Use the same unique scent on your pillow each night, and, eventually, your subconscious will file it away as 'sleep'.
"When you do have a nightmare, as you lie in bed, you'll catch a whiff of that scent. And you'll know: 'I'm asleep. I'm dreaming. None of this is real.'"
He smiled.
"It's a very liberating moment--when you realize the nemeses who tormented you, the malevolent beings who made your nighttime existence a living Hell...are nothing more than echoes of your own imagination. They're not even real," he said with a heady grin, obviously speaking from personal experience. "You can have them do whatever you like--dissolve into dust, throw you a tea party, hold still while you kill 'em...whatever tickles your fancy."
He sighed contentedly, eyes closing as he recalled the memory.
"Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished,'" he attested, opening them once more.
On a more normal note, he continued:
"I do hope this helps.
"In the meantime--tonight--would you like me to wake you if you're having bad dreams?" he offered. "I could keep an ear out."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
She listened with the occasional nod to let him know she understood, her fingers drifting over the blade of her knife.
Her gaze grew longing for a moment, watching him speak of the freedom he had felt, though she did her best to shake off the feeling as he continued.
"I... would r-rather not try to sleep a-again," admitted Hela softly, "Could the doctor take over f-for that?"
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
"I think that might be best," he agreed with a nod.
"Is she prone to nightmares as well?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
"Not n-nearly so much as I am," She answered, then paused. "Though that could be because she always forgets to sleep..." Hela added with the slightest trace of good-humor.
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Tairais • 2 years ago
(( chatterghosts RISE AND SHINE MY DUDE ))
Charricthran, quite frankly, was having a spectacularly sh*tty day.
Two idiots trying to bind him into his own agreement (subsequently immolated and resurrected into appeasement by borrowing a favor), a particularly ornery member of the Autumn Court ""visiting"" him for a ""chat"" that ended in blood and burnt feathers on more than one person, a runaway carriage, a hungry river, and a swarm of pixies terrorizing London's rookeries would've been trying on the best of days.
It had already been established, however, that this was not the best of days. Fortunately for Richard, the kid didn't seem to remember any of Charricthran's disastrous trip into the kid's dream for an attempt at (actually) chatting about now-no-longer-so-recent events. Also fortunately for Richard, very few people seemed to be aware the kid was up and moving and all but out of the infirmary again.
Unfortunately for Charricthran, he was having to deal with all of Richard's emotions since (icycoldhandsdeadhandsdyinghandsloverstouchandfrozenlungs) the aforementioned disastrous trip. Which meant he currently felt like clawing his way out of his own skin (what little there was left, he was nothing but machine and rage and possession and and and-), his cot, the infirmary, and Hells, London too while he was at it.
On top of it all, the kid was lonely as can be, and pining like a puppy. It was depressing, frankly.
How did people deal with so much emotion?
He thought, remembering that oh yeah, he felt emotion on occasion too nowadays. It was always garbage. How had he dealt with it before?
A quick rifle through his memories showed he hadn't. He'd done the same as he did now and hid it under a smile until it could bubble up in privacy.
What had he been doing?
Ah. Right. Elias. He needed to find Elias. That loneliness and pining was, quite frankly, going to send him straight into the nearest fireplace if it wasn't fixed soon. The rest of Richard's emotions would wander back into him of their own accord in the next few minutes or so, now that he was awake.
The loneliness and pining, on the other hand, hit obnoxiously close to all those things hiding under his smile. Just his luck.
Turn this corner, that corner, don't go down that hallway because there's that one chick there who Sees and you really shouldn't test the strength of your illusion against that- Ah, there we are.
Charricthran arrived at Elias' door and paused with his fist raised to knock. It'd been two months. Enough time to grieve but not at all, everything was stifling, grief upon grief upon layers and layers--
He knocked. Gently, of course, 'cos he didn't know what state the kid was in.
"Elias, Oliver? One of ya in there? I need a chat with ya. It's fairly urgent."
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chatterghosts  Tairais • 2 years ago
The knock was met several moments later with an inquiring grunt and little more. Lucky for Charricthran, it was indeed Elias behind the door -- less lucky for him was that it had been the disturbance that had awoken him.
At first, Elias was prepared to leave the door locked and drift back to sleep. It wasn't like he'd ever held politeness in high regard. Not to mention he wasn't in the mood for visitors.
He wasn't sure if he ever would be, but. Oh well.
...
...
Damned curiosity. Urgent. What peculiar wording.
He allowed himself a moment, of course. Touched at his cheeks, adjusted locks of hair that was a touch longer than normal and brushed at the thin stubble along his jaw. He rolled his eyes, then his shoulders.
He stood, lumbered over to the door, clicked the lock, and opened the door. Bleary, drawn golden eyes peered out from the lowly-lit room.
"Oh. You. Yes?"
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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago
Charricthran crossed his arms, wry, toothy grin slipping into place as he shifted his weight to one leg.
"There's the kid. And there's no easy way ta say this since I'm pretty sure you an' I are equal levels o' pissed at the situation, but you need to talk to Richard."
False cheer and false warmth, not that anyone could tell the difference. Good thing about subtle illusion magic was just that: it was subtle. It didn't tend to get noticed. The warmth in his voice belonged to the sheet draped over his body like a cheap costume, but it was foolproof for those who didn't know any better.
Inside though, he was tired. Elias' exhaustion was his, Richard's exhaustion was his, both their rage and misery were his because they were just both so loud with unspoken hurts, ages of secrets and acidic words.
If these two idiots didn't do some talking it out on their own, well.
He knew where the infirmary keys were. And how to lock the windows.
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chatterghosts  Tairais • 2 years ago
Elias had not expected that. Which was especially strange, given his expectations had plummeted the moment he saw Charricthran's face. (And that wasn't in slight against him specifically. You could have accomplished the same sort of disappointment with just about anyone else.)
Without another word, he moved to close the door.
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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago
Charricthran semi-sort-of-subtly nudged his foot in the path of the door. This was, of course, after he'd internally sighed and expended far too much focus trying to remember how to make even a part of him truly solid.
His expression turned carefully blank, and in a roundabout sort of way it was easy to wonder if this was where Richard had learned the expression- it was eerily similar.
"Kid. I know upset and angry don't even begin to cover half the crap bouncin' around inside ya now, but I've got both it and Richard's self-flagellation of about twenty different kinds scrapin' against my insides- which I don't even have ninety percent of the time, so this is really more out of selfishness on my part than my asking you to give him a chance. Who knows? Yellin' at him might be therapeutic."
Again. Keys. And windows. Not that he'd say that, because the kid was grieving and pissed and mourning and and- but he was thinking it. Extensively. Which was more than a little insensitive, but that fireplace was rapidly looking like a legitimately valid option, if only for a time.
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chatterghosts  Tairais • 2 years ago
"I don't care what you want," he hissed, lips pressed in a terse line. "I'm not going to talk to him. He needs to stay away as far as f*cking possible from me. Move your foot."
He was more weary than angry, in all truthfulness. All the sleep in the world (which he'd had, in these most recent months) couldn't have provided him with enough energy to back up some sort of real, tangible lividity.
Not now, anyway, though perhaps it had been that way at first.
Now, though, he was just tired. So playing the part would just...have to work.
God, he hoped it would.
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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago
He bit back a number of retorts, the likes of which placed blame on Elias that didn't rightfully belong there (icy hands manipulating puppets and altering the chess board- why was He back now?).
Weariness abounded in the creases in too many faces-- if he could just help one of them, any of them, it didn't matter who, he couldn't help any of them, he had to help one of them.
He dropped the grin with a sigh, dragging a hand down his face.
"Don't talk to him then. Sulk in the corner of his room for half'a tick for all I care. He'll know ya've been there an' stop mopin' so loudly, you'll probably settle somethin' of the mess written on your face, and I can get on with trying ta fix the shattered mess he left behind so it doesn't end up killing someone else we all l- cherish. Bada bing, bada boom, win-win for everyone except not really, since this shite is still bloody awful."
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chatterghosts  Tairais • 2 years ago
Elias paused at that, trying vainly to smother the swell of bitterness in his chest.
It didn't work. He continued to try and close the door, Charricthran's foot be damned.
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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago
Charricthran narrowed his eyes.
Right, then. Key and window it was, then.
He grabbed Elias by the arm and stepped sideways through wall and plaster and brick, grabbing the infirmary key with his free hand as he went.
True to his word, as soon as they arrived in the infirmary, Charricthran let go of Elias and reached out to the shadows of the windows, closing and locking them as quickly and quietly as he good. A blur of movement later, and he was outside the infirmary, locking the door behind him.
He put the key in his pocket and wandered off, smirking slightly.
Hopefully this would get things moving again. Elias could yell at Richard in his stead- the fewer attempts at yelling he did, the better.
He slipped into The Other with a heavy sigh and barely a thought and froze.
Didn't actually freeze this time, just paused.
There was a single jutting piece of ice reaching towards the empty sky, towering over the forest like a gnarled tree of its own.
It shattered into snowflakes before his eyes. A reminder, a warning, and a courtesy call all in one.
Lovely. Wonderful. F*cking terrible.
He took to the Shifting Paths as fast as his legs could carry him, panic driving him to instinct.
At the same time he stepped onto them, Richard opened his eyes for approximately three seconds before promptly feigning sleep again in a desperate bid to gather his thoughts from under a sea of desperate yearning.
Mylimasis.
He could not feign the song in his heart, nor the trepidation that soon followed it.
Did he have the words to explain... anything? Did he want to try? Could he apologize? How could it have turned out differently? Was there any time for his thoughts to settle and collect? What could he say? Did he have any right to say anything?
He'd missed Elias something fiercely. The want to hold him close, to grab him by the nape of his neck and never let go was choking in its desperation, as was the furious need to avoid those thoughts and all the terrible, painful things they had caused, the grief of Artemis' death lurking like a snarling, hungry wolf.
Mylimasis. Mylimasis.
He was terrible. Elias should leave, properly save himself this time- he had a chance, did he not? Why was he here? Was he not furious?
Too many questions, too many hopes, wants, fears, things with claws and teeth and thoughts spiraling out of control.
He opened his eyes and waited, unwilling to break the silence. Elias had far more right to speak than he. As it was, he hadn't spoken properly in...
Months? How long had he been sick? What day was it? Year?
Always with the questions.
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chatterghosts  Tairais • 2 years ago
Elias was...surprised, at first. It took him several seconds to right himself, hands gripping the wall for grounding. Far too many seconds, not enough time for him to get a word in before the door was locked. Charricthran had fled, and he was trapped with Richard.
His fists collided with the door for a single beat. "You feathered piece of sh*t! I told you--"
For the second time in that minute, Elias was forcing down layers upon layers of bitterness and exhaustion.
And for the rest of that minute, he caught his breath, staring at the infirmary door with his thoughts a jumbled mess of scathing anger and desperation.
He lowered his hands slowly, still having yet to face Richard. If he had his way, he wasn't going to.
If he had his way.
"... your... friend... is demanding that we talk."
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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago
Richard opened his mouth to respond, and for a long, terrible moment, nothing would come out.
Softly and roughly all at once, he managed to sigh and tilt his head in acquiescence.
"That.. does sound like him, yes."
He should leave. One or both of them should leave. All the thoughts and feelings and griefs that had slithered away to hide before came crashing back into his heart and throat with the single-minded ferocity of a thunderstorm.
Except that, while they should leave, they couldn't.
"D*mn that red-eyed bastard."
(Softer still, Artemis' name was carried on the ghost of a whisper somewhere off the cathedral proper. He shut those doors with all the gentle force he could muster.
Not now. Perhaps not ever, except it'd break down the door at some point. He still remembered his blood cooling on his hands, how could he not remember, Elias hadn't even gotten to say goodbye and it was his fault-)
He didn't deserve to speak. He could see the jagged edges of Elias' thoughts- there was so much to say and nothing at all they could say.
For both of them, most likely.
Confrontation had never been his strong suit. This would be interesting.
...
"""Interesting""".
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chatterghosts  Tairais • 2 years ago
He couldn't even begin to smother the snarky response before he'd spoken it. "That's all you have to say?"-
-but he paused just then, in review of his statement. He heaved a sigh and sat down on one of the beds, still quite the distance from Richard. The first time in ages he'd faced him, truly faced him, and Richard looked so weary it made his stomach flutter with indescribable (and understandably angering) regret.
He spoke softer now. "I...trust you've been healing."
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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago
Richard huffed a quiet, stuttering sort of breath, a humorless laugh that stopped and started shakily. Every sound stuck in his throat like shattered glass in a wound (and all too quickly he remembered Artemis' ill-fated dash out the window and his thoughts started slipping running sliding-).
He lifted his head to meet Elias' eyes, his masks in pieces on the floor around them. Only honesty would do for this, whatever it was.
"I have as much as I might hope to. And.. you?" Was there anything he could do to help? He'd caused this, could he fix it? This wasn't a machine he could simply replace a part of. There wasn't some magical phrase that would spring to his lips and smooth all the jagged edges.
He wished there was. That wish ate at the hollow parts of his stomach and the spaces between his ribs where he felt his heart might bleed away from its rightful place.
It was, he decided, a terrible feeling.
He folded his arms across his chest and clenched his jaw when he saw that they weren't his arms. They weren't his, they weren't right, bleeding their ideas and-
They weren't relevant. Not now.
He shoved the snarling, looming thoughts back to the furthest corners of his cathedral and focused on the man distantly beside him. He'd dropped Elias' gaze when he'd jumped, and it felt as if it would take lifetimes to meet it again.
How did this keep happening to them?
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chatterghosts  Tairais • 2 years ago
"I'm...trying to," he responded curtly. That was as close to pure honesty as he could get without showing the full extent of bitter anger inside him.
Of which there was a lot.
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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago
There was a long moment of deliberation where Richard worried and bit at the inside of cheek.
It was likely best to get this over with sooner, rather than later.
He scooped enough pieces of his mask together that he could throw it up like a shield if the need arose, then slowly pushed nine terrible words past his lips, like thorns scraping something vital.
"For what it is worth, I am sorry, Elias."
He held the rest of the things he wanted to say at bay, letting the tide rise behind the dam of his control. He could write them down later, when there was less of a chance for them to turn into hurled blades, and when there was less of a chance for him to fall into the hollow pit in his chest.
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chatterghosts  Tairais • 2 years ago
In the two seconds of silence before Elias began to scream, he felt his heart seize and burn and hope he wouldn't allow himself to forgive. It was a petty thought, but wasn't he allowed that by now? There was only so much apologies could do. It wasn't as if they couldn't bring back loved ones.
And for a moment, that much really was true - for that moment, he seethed, heart swelling with lividity, voice rising to a loud yell with not a single trace of absolution for Richard. 
"You're sorry for yourself, you selfish pr*ck!"
But after that one, suspended moment, the anger bubbled away, and weariness swept into its place.
His shoulders dropped.
"I...know you are."
He was too.
"I am too."
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The Fox • 2 years ago
( Tairais Continuation for bird buddies, Resham and Charricthran :> )
Tairias:
Charricthran flashed another wry grin. "Must explain my terrible looks, then.
It's rather hard ta care about much when you outlive everything far from home. Still, 'm glad you've something to worry about. Focus is good."
He fluffed up his feathers for warmth to chase off a chill that didn't really exist.
"Nah. This is fine. Talkin' helps. Just need ta chase off things."
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Resham seemed unhappy with the raven's answer but chose not to speak against it. He shook his feathers and kept talking.
" Well alright then, let's keep at it.
For your comment before, I can understand why one could feel that way. Watching everything else live and die while you keep on going can numb you to their plights. I've seen far too many become bitter as a result..."
The eagle paused.
" But once you come to understand life from their perspective...then you understand what makes their life so precious. Being an Ancient doesn't immediately lend me to understand their experiences so I was lucky to get the chance. And that's something I'm grateful for, you know? "
Resham's demeanor shifted into deep melancholy as distant memories floated at the edge of his mind. He looked up to meet Charricthran's gaze with a sad, almost regretful look.
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The Fox  The Fox • 2 years ago
( Tairais )
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The Fox  The Fox • 2 years ago
( GHFFGHGRRRGRH DISREGARD THIS >mo:: )
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