He did not want to do this. Samuel I'm starting to wake from silent sleep I'm starting to break and I can grieve |
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08-22-2019, 09:42 PM
the Bastion
Age: 31 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 70 - Dext: 65 - Endr: 101 - Luck: 100 - Int: 3 ORIA - Mythical - Spriggan (Ghost)
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Change author: Posts: 10,919 | Total: 16,821 MP: 2609 yes other hearts were broken & other dreams ran dry but our golden ones sail on and on It was late but it wasn't as though the alchemist had been keeping normal hours, what with a toddler and a dying husband. Having been seated by the fire studying some of his notes on the blight, Remi flinched slightly as he heard the timid knock at the door. Frowning to himself as he glanced towards one of the large windows to gauge the time—late, but the knock was too gentle to rouse alarm—Remi nonetheless judged it was likely for Ronin. Some king business, probably. Could it wait until morning? Undoubtedly. But apparently the crown hadn't come with a do not disturb sign, the pair of newlyweds had well learned. Rising and moving silently towards the door with a blanket wrapped around his bare shoulders in place of a shirt, Remi opened it appearing sleepy and entirely boyish. "Sam?" He said, blinking dazedly into the darkness. Quickly he fished into his pocket to find the stone that he carried with him, one that Sam had the mate to. The light was a pale green still though, which made the bookmaker's appearance at his door in the middle of the night all the stranger. "Is everything alright? Come in." He murmured, hiding a yawn behind a blanketed-arm as he stepped aside. Remi
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08-22-2019, 10:00 PM
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08-22-2019, 10:52 PM
yes other hearts were broken & other dreams ran dry but our golden ones sail on and on "Mmm, no. I was just.." But the words fell away entirely as Sam mentioned the Voice and the blight. As if to ward off a chill that Remi felt in his bones rather than against his skin, he pulled the blanket ever tighter around his shoulders as he tugged in a breath. Blinking in surprise at Sam's reaction, Remi frowned and almost moved to step forward. Almost, at least until Sam all but recoiled away from him. What followed was probably one of the most hurtful things the bookmaker had ever said, but for very, very different reasons. Feeling perhaps as low as he ever had, it was Remi's turn to bite back on a sob as he regarded Sam with a look of horror and surprise, and then a slow and grotesquely sad understanding. "I.." He tried to say, feeling his fingers all but go numb, nearly dropping the blanket from around himself. "Never." Remi said in a strangled and small voice, his eyes on the floor, far too ashamed to meet the bookmaker's. Stepping back entirely now to give Sam as wide a berth as he might want, Remi swallowed hard. "I can...be a raccoon while you speak, if you like...or...stand..over here." He offered in that same low and ruined tone. Remi
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08-23-2019, 01:10 PM
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Age: 31 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 70 - Dext: 65 - Endr: 101 - Luck: 100 - Int: 3 ORIA - Mythical - Spriggan (Ghost)
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08-23-2019, 02:30 PM
yes other hearts were broken & other dreams ran dry but our golden ones sail on and on Remi watched as Sam closed the door, sinking down to the floor. The alchemist knew his friend(?) well enough now to know that such acts weren't...entirely uncommon. Sam was fairly prone to displays that indicated his state of mind—wrapping his arms about himself, drawing his knees tightly to his chest, fidgeting constantly. As the ascended spoke, the alchemist held his breath. The only sound was the whispered fall of the blanket from around his shoulders as it tumbled to the ground. There was no anger from Remi as Sam thought that there might be. Instead the alchemist moved immediately but calmly before the bookmaker. Bending his knees and reaching out, Remi would try and softly cover Sam's hands with his own, to stop the man from pulling further at his hair. "Hey, no. Shhh." The alchemist hummed softly. Confirmation of what he thought to be true was one thing, but it didn't change much. Ronin was still dying after all. Besides, not one part of Remi thought that Sam had done any of this intentionally. "You did not know." He added in a low whisper. Should Sam look up, the alchemist would reach forward with fingertips turned to feathers to brush away any tears which had materialized. "Did she say anything else?" Remi
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08-23-2019, 05:46 PM
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08-23-2019, 06:01 PM
yes other hearts were broken & other dreams ran dry but our golden ones sail on and on Smoothing down the ruffled copper peaks on Sam's head, Remi offered the ascended a sympathetic smile. Perhaps he should have become a raccoon, it seemed the bookmaker could use a good cuddle about now. As a man though, and with the history between them, the light touches with his hands were all Remi trusted himself to offer. "It isn't." Remi interrupted softly, taking one of Sam's hands in his and creating a feather inside of it. "Ronin is blighted because Safrin was. Safrin was infected when she went into the Spire." He explained a low but calm tone, as if speaking to a wounded animal. Portals? Gods, not that again. They could walk from the Grounds to the Greatwood. Were they all so lazy that this was worth it? Shaking his head slightly and of course not knowing the actual ramifications of what the Voice was doing, Remi squeeze Sam's hands. Remi
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08-23-2019, 06:13 PM
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Age: 31 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 70 - Dext: 65 - Endr: 101 - Luck: 100 - Int: 3 ORIA - Mythical - Spriggan (Ghost)
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08-23-2019, 06:21 PM
yes other hearts were broken & other dreams ran dry but our golden ones sail on and on With a sigh, Remi let Sam go and instead moved to sit next to him with his back against the door. Not so close that the alchemist could feel the body heat coming off of the ascended (had he any), but not so far as to suggest that Remi was upset. "Jigano is sick?" Remi murmured, glancing across at Sam and pulling his lower lip between his teeth thoughtfully. With a delayed shrug, the alchemist merely sighed. "I think if I was going to get the blight I would have by now, living with Ronin and all that. We made sure Aoife was safe from it.." He added, leaning his head back against the door and regarding the ceiling for a silent moment. Letting his head loll to the side, Remi looked at Sam for a moment. The ascended was bathed in warm coppery light, despite the fact the room was moonlit at best. "Honestly? I do not think it matters. There can be time for blame later." He said lightly. "Do not be sorry. Thank you for telling me. I would rather know. It is one less thing that is a mystery." Nudging Sam's shoulder slightly, Remi offered him a smile before directing his gaze back towards the ground. "Do the others know? The other ascended, I mean?" Remi
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08-23-2019, 06:59 PM
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08-23-2019, 07:05 PM
yes other hearts were broken & other dreams ran dry but our golden ones sail on and on Pressing at one of his brows with a finger, Remi closed his eyes and tugged in a breath. Silently he wondered if the blight was to blame for Jigano's recent actions, or his departure from his usual places. Much as the alchemist did indeed feel a pang of worry for the bard, his sympathies could only extend so far. Besides, whatever help he offered Ronin would help all those currently suffering from the blight. "After we killed that large gourd," Remi explained. "It was what I asked Arduinna for. She gave me a charm that would protect someone not-infected by the blight." The implication being she could do nothing for Ronin. "Hey." The alchemist urged gently. "You did not know." He reiterated. "Wessex?" Remi repeated, his voice tightening somewhat. The queen knew? For how long? Not privy to the conversations held behind closed crown-only doors, Remi merely bit back his assumptions and filed the information away to relay to Ronin. "Mmm, upstairs. Asleep." Hopefully anyways. The question made Remi's smile faulter, tightening somewhat before sliding away entirely. "Not well, Sam. It is...much worse than before." The alchemist admitted sadly. The swings in temperament, the smell, the shaking. The loss of appetite, the anger, the black tears and bile. Remi
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08-24-2019, 08:55 PM
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Age: 31 | Height: 5'11 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 70 - Dext: 65 - Endr: 101 - Luck: 100 - Int: 3 ORIA - Mythical - Spriggan (Ghost)
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08-24-2019, 09:35 PM
yes other hearts were broken & other dreams ran dry but our golden ones sail on and on "I will not...accuse her of anything on your behalf." Remi said slowly, not wanting Sam to think that the alchemist would throw him under the bus before their queen. Running the heel of his hand against his eyes, Remi did what he could to not pound his fist into the floor. It would hurt yes, but it would feel good at that moment too. But with Ronin asleep (hopefully) upstairs and with Sam already wary of some of Remi's more physical reactions to what was happening around him, he merely imagined it in his mind, and sighed. As one of Sam's hands found its way onto Remi's knee, the alchemist looked up with the beginnings of an unsure frown. With all that had happened between them, it was so easy to read into what were simple gestures, so easy to think he felt something that wasn't there. "Ah—" He started to say, but his lips stopped where they were, nearly open, as he heard Sam's suggestion. Swallowing hard, now thinking more of the words his friend had said than the strange feeling of his hand on Remi's knee, the alchemist found himself shaking his head. "I...well. With what he is now, I am not even sure he could ascend. The Voice does not like him much from what I have heard." Calling him a not-man, and such. Remi
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