DEIMOS
Delivered from the blasts
The motivation drove him, scarred him, reaped the benefits of his roaming, bestial figure, made him scale corners and scathe in the pits of his torment. Agony and the unknown pushed him further, and it was a fervent, ferocious rush of insurrection, treachery, and incoming disaster, affixed purpose and aspirations. He drowned out the rancorous edges and noises coming to claw their way through his membrane (the sights, the sounds, of their experiences, the what ifs, the end-all-be-alls), because otherwise he wouldn’t be able to focus on the task at hand. It was a discordant serenity, a brilliant, blistering darkness at the aperture, along the threshold, where he promised to bleed the world dry.
The last he’d seen of Ianto had been along the Stonesong, amidst flames and weapons, curses and columns, a broken, dilapidated bridge conformed to ensure they were safe; a fox crouched on his shoulder, proffering a debt to be repaid. From what Jigano had experienced, he was also deceptive and misleading – the warrior would have to be more than an idle, looming threat. Perhaps it remained to be seen and they could have an even exchange; obligations for obligations, no cowardly footfalls, no specious, devious lies stored behind ivory teeth and twitching ears. Deimos had more to lose, and he’d already experienced those tremendous agonies, those serpentine synapses, those tremulous, terrible awakenings – and had no intention of wandering down those same roads, doom and triumph colliding, paradoxical forces. “Ianto!” He called out as he reached the edge of the woods, staring into its void, tracing over footprints from others, and then eyes glancing down at the marks, some clawed, some birdlike, some padded. The Reaper ground his teeth against one another in the only show of rage he dared deign, before affixing the composure, the steel, the damned, bloody iron, back to his features, giving no sign to the wily deviant lurking amidst the timber. the last of a line of lasts |
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the Resurrected Sword
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04-29-2019, 04:45 PM
IANTO At first, nothing. Then a few will-o-wisps scattered from the undergrowth just at the corner of Deimos's line of sight. A step or two after them, Ianto emerged on two legs rather than four, as though called from wherever he had been by some ethereal sense of debt. It might have caused some to laugh, but it was indeed that obligation that dragged him from the Wildwood against his better judgement. Because a debt was owed, and Ianto was bound by his word to deliver. "It is good to see you outside of a column of fire, my friend," he called, his lilting voice echoing through the long grasses that separated them. He didn't instantly move closer to Deimos, his hands buried deeply in the pockets of his long coat, his coppery hair swept back out of his face. "What can I do for you?" i know places we can hide
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04-30-2019, 10:29 PM
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05-17-2019, 08:38 PM
IANTO "I know enough about them to not wish to be involved with it," Ianto said slowly, knowing better than to dupe too much the man who stood before him. Not only did he not deserve it, but Deimos could probably pop his skull between his two hands like a grape. Ianto wasn't keen to be a grape. "I believe, though, that they do not need 'getting out'," he said slowly, vaguely, like a tailor trying to desperately stitch back together some meta-holes in the timeline. "If you wish to become better acquainted with the Fae, though, that I can help with. After all, if something similar were to befall your friends in future, you would want them as an ally rather than an enemy, no?" He tilted his head, wondering if that would be enough to satisfy the big warrior. i know places we can hide
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05-18-2019, 05:09 PM
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05-20-2019, 08:24 PM
IANTO Ianto waited with baited breath to hear whether or not he would be able to persuade Deimos away from storming the Greatwood as though it was a castle in the middle of a seige. And when the response came, however begrudging, Ianto let out that long breath and felt his shoulders relax. He smiled a touch at Deimos, shifting into a half-bow of both gratitude and acknowledgement. Slowly, the fox stepped up to stand beside the bigger man, folding his arms across his chest and appraising the woods before them. "The Fae, as you probably can guess, are one to attune themselves with the Old Gods. To nature and Rae, to Vi and to Mort. A lot of their traditions are based on those nuances, and there's one that comes to the fore during Longheat. The tradition is known as 'capturing the sun'. Have you heard of it in your travels, so far?" i know places we can hide
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05-21-2019, 12:20 AM
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05-21-2019, 06:01 PM
IANTO "What, indeed." Ianto grinned across to the other man, a picture of roguish nonchalance against his more brooding figure. "It's an old LongHeat tradition. There's a story that the days grow longer during this season because the Fae capture the sun. They weave a basket, or trade for one, or acquire one somehow, and use it to try and catch the sun's rays." He chuckled. "All an act, of course. But it's a bit of fun." Speaking of sunshine, the fox rolled his shoulders, enjoying the feel of the warmth on his back. "Of course, whilst this all goes on, due respect must be paid to the lady Safrin of the stars. We don't want her to get jealous and bring the night back too soon, do we? So gifts are presented to her, songs are sung in her name... you know, the usual sort of thing." i know places we can hide
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05-21-2019, 10:22 PM
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05-25-2019, 07:40 AM
IANTO "After?" Ianto echoed, unconsciously stepping a fraction away from the other man, as if his growing ire were something physical that the fox was able to pick up on. "Well, in the middle of LongHeat there is a midnight festival. Everyone brings their basket, and a gift that they might put into someone else's. It's a celebration of 'releasing the sun' again." He smiled, folding his arms back across his chest and glancing sidelong at Deimos. "That festival might best be a way to build bridges with the forest folk," he said, imagining that his frankness would be appreciated over any flowery language. "Make your gift worthy, and attend the festival. Show that there is common ground to be had." i know places we can hide
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05-25-2019, 10:44 PM
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05-27-2019, 06:28 PM
IANTO It was interesting, and it was the first time that Ianto had really been able to involve himself in the festival. He'd arrived (aka: fallen into) the Wildwood just as the midnight festivities were ending, and so there had been no catching the sun for him last year. This time, however, he was keen not to miss out. As for the gifts, he hummed thoughtfully and smiled across at Deimos. "I imagine any gift that comes with a story would be appreciated. Or anything unique or quirky. And if in doubt, tools or food or supplies are always going to be received well." Tipping the other man a wink, his smile grew as sunny as the weather around them. "Does that explain the tradition well enough for you, friend? I know it seems childish, but... sometimes showing that you're willing to try is the first step to making connections." i know places we can hide
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05-27-2019, 10:07 PM
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05-28-2019, 06:49 PM
IANTO Ianto had been unsure what to expect at the culmination of his tale, and gratitude was right up there on the list of things he hadn't accounted for. It startled a smile onto his face, bright and bold and honest, and the merchant dipped into a half bow before Deimos. "Any time," he said. "I hope that we will see each other, then, at the midnight festival. And until then... well, you still saved me from those flames. I don't consider this story much of a debt, so my obligation to you still stands." Straightening back up, he winked at Deimos. "Just be kind, when you do call on me to cash in that debt. Okay?" With a quiet laugh, Ianto promptly shifted back into a fox. The vulpine dashed and darted and played about the beast's legs for a few moments, before loping back into the forest undergrowth. i know places we can hide
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