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Amalia Chandrakant
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#1
AMALIA
Again she finds herself in Torchline, largely at Jyoti's request. The little whale is enamored with the sea, and Amalia feels no small affection for it, too. But while Jyoti seeks out the waves and surf, the Shield has decided to people watch today. Barefoot and dressed in thin, flowing pants and a sleeveless greet top, she makes her way among the stalls, a basket of bread held in her hand, her shield on her back.

She isn't really sure what to make of this town yet, so vibrant and wild compared to the Grounds. The people here chatter and laugh and scold and shout; they live their lives loudly, in a way that is wholly foreign to the girl.

There's a darkness here that's unfamiliar, too, a human sort of avarice she has seen very little of. Amalia walks through the streets entranced, utterly oblivious to the tail she has picked up, a young man who follows her at a safe distance ready to snatch what he can from her person. The necklace of charms, the titanium shield- even the basket is tempting to the thief, unaccustomed as he is to seeing wealth so casually flaunted in this dangerous den.
Remi Taliesin
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#2
walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
Since hearing about Seren and all her presence entailed, Remi had taken to wandering.

He wasn't trying to get away from Ronin and his child perse, but there was enough for father and daughter to sort out without Remi lurking like some awkward ghost in the corners of a life that once belonged exclusively to him. And so he walked. Sometimes he flew, but mostly keeping his feet on the ground helped him to literally stay grounded. The desire for recklessness was stronger in the air in moments like these.

More predator now than he ever has been before, Remi picks out the man stalking Amalia from the shadows quite easily. Normally he'd let the underground economy thrive on the ignorance of whomever this unsuspecting victim was, but seeing that it was a familiar enough slender shape gave the alchemist pause. Favouritism felt like an unknown concept to him now, given how few people Remi would call a friend. Still, he and the baker had been close-adjacent once, and so it wasn't so easy to just let her be.

Following the thief, Remi would tug at the ground using his earth magic to try and trip the man up. If he could get close enough, the alchemist would utter a single word for only the man to hear: "Don't".
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Amalia Chandrakant
the Archangel
Baker

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AMALIA
It's the sound of feet skidding over the cobbles that catches Amalia's attention, the would-be thief's relative silence broken as he trips into Remi's trap. Instantly her ears shift into a qilin's, swiveling on her head to search for the source of the sound. Her body follows a second later, turning back, glancing over her shoulder, alarm immediately rising, heartbeat picking up speed. It's a fight or flight response that's been kicked into overdrive since their season of disaster, and Remi will be able to feel her burst of panic through the Attuned bond.

Panic that gives way, abruptly, to surprise.

She doesn't hear the alchemist speak to the young man, though she does see the way the man's hands clench, muscles tensing as though for a fight. Then he relaxes, shrugging and jolting his shoulder away, sulky at being caught in ponderance of the act. To Amalia it all looks like an exchange between acquaintances; she isn't even sure Remi has seen her, and she has no idea what to do. They haven't spoken for over a season, and the gaping time, the loss and anger and grief and changes...

She should have looked for him, instead of just Ronin. But she'd been afraid of what she'd find.

Dumbstruck and silent, Amalia simply stares at Remi, waiting for him to spot her, waiting to meet his seafoam eyes. When she does - if she does - she'll raise up a hand, a small, quiet greeting as she waits for him to take the lead.
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#4
walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
Remi is happy for the encounter to be what it appears: the man tripped, Remi helped him up if a touch roughly, and he went on his way. Having not really taken Amalia for one of heightened senses or instincts, he's a bit surprised to see her dark eyes bearing through the crowd straight to him. A little like a child caught slinking off with a cookie whilst the jar-lid is left unscrewed, her wave leaves little question as to whether or not she's seen him.

Straightening, for a moment Remi just stood there as if the crowd might swallow him up at any moment to end the awkwardness. It didn't though, and despite how cold Remi had grown since he and Aoife had been sliced through with ice, he wasn't a complete asshole yet.

Walking towards her, Remi wasn't sure at all what he was feeling, if anything. He had been hurt and upset that she hadn't come to see him—though she had gone to Ronin and because of how busy everyone is, that's basically the same thing as seeing him. Still, that petty grudge had faded long ago; now she was merely an acquaintance who looked incredibly out of place.

"You're a long way from home." He noted with a brow raised, folding his arms uncomfortably across his chest.
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Amalia Chandrakant
the Archangel
Baker

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#5
AMALIA
Flashes of memory blink like lighting through her mind, each one striking a nerve and sending electrical currents spiraling through her brain. She remembers holding Remi in her arms, Aoife clutched against his chest, and being unable to save them both. Leaving before he disappeared, his care snatched away by Loren's frantic panic, the girl finding herself lost in the crowd and so following Ronin to the temple instead. She should have gone back, should have stayed, shouldn't have been there in the first place. She should have checked on him afterwards, the first or second or third time she was here. She should have, shouldn't have, could have, couldn't have-

They are mirrors in their discomfort: Remi with his arm crossed, Amalia clutching her wrist awkwardly. She can see the scars peeking out over the top of his T-shirt, injuries she hadn't been present for but had heard about after the fact. Trying not to stare, the Shield raises her black gaze to his hard blue eyes and realizes she has never seen so much ice in his smiling face.

"I am." Awkwardly she shifts her weight, keenly aware of the shield he enchanted on her back, the bracer on her right arm. "You look..." Definitely not good, but alive feels a bit too blase or on the nose. So she trails off, chewing her lip and trying to collect her thoughts. "I'm sorry. For not coming sooner."
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walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
He lets her stew in her discomfort, not tossing out the verbal equivalent of a liferaft as she trails off awkwardly. It isn't his place to make her feel better, to help guide her through these strange waters, just like it wasn't her place to be there for him when his world came crashing down. "Why?" He asks with an easy and cold shrug. "You had other things to do." Healing, tending to her own brokenness, living her own life and not worrying about estranged alchemists.

"So what are you doing here?" Remi asks, but the question seems less in the spirit of small talk, and moreso to try and ferret out her motivations. Is she, like Sam, here to tell him how he's still such a good person and that she'll be there for him if he needs? To try and bring him back into the light, or whatever other tired metaphors might suit him now?
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Amalia Chandrakant
the Archangel
Baker

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#7
AMALIA
"I did." It had been a busy couple seasons for the Shield, between her own injures and the losses she'd faced. But that isn't why she'd avoided Remi; she'd visited Ronin, after all.

She'd avoided Remi because she'd feared the coldness she can already feel from her sunny friend.

His question makes her blink, her task here briefly forgotten in the surprise of seeing him. "I like the ocean." It's the first thing she can think today, shrugging as her face grows hot. "This place... It's so different from the Grounds. It's beautiful. Like you said." They'd talked about it, hadn't they, living near the water with their meathead husband's? Back in far less shadowy days.

Amalia shifts her weight uncomfortably, dark gaze returning to Remi's face. "It's a good place to heal," she murmurs softly, searching for a sign of her friend in his eyes.
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walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
The alchemist nods; he'd always known the pull of the ocean and had guessed at the sort of life to be lived living near it. He'd been more or less right. It was why he was still here, after all.

"Or hide." He replied, perhaps knowingly, or perhaps just snarkily. It was hard to tell, given the lack of depth in his stare now. There was no understanding, no camaraderie. No almost-familial-affection as there had once been. Why should there? Friendship with Amalia hadn't saved Aoife, hours poured into conversations and friendships made hadn't stopped the ice from piercing through the both of them, so what was the point in it now? For Remi there was only Ronin. It was hard to even pretend anything else mattered.
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Amalia Chandrakant
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#9
AMALIA
"Or hide," Amalia agrees softly, wincing at the hint of snark and reprimand in his voice. Glancing away from that hollow gaze, the Shield sighs, wringing her hands uncomfortably for a moment. This new Remi is not one she knows how to navigate. Once she would have reached out for him, taken his hand, squeezed his arm. She would have offered a quiet comfort in physical contact, engulfing his sadness without words. Once Amalia would have hugged him tight-

-Oh, what the hell.

Stepping suddenly toward the alchemist, Amalia raises her arms somewhat uncertainly - then simply ploughs ahead, reaching up to try and wrap around his shoulders, to cling to him and bring him close. If he fights her on it she won't push too hard, but if he just resists she'll tighten the embrace, a low purr beginning in the pit of her lungs, opening the Attuned bond to let him feel the depth of her empathy, her sorrow for his loss - and to take whatever he cares to give.
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walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
Her arms are suddenly around his neck, thin frame pressed against him. The instinct to return the gesture is there somewhere buried beneath the weight of a dead toddler. Still, Remi leans forward almost imperceptibly in an effort to reduce the strain on her arms. He isn't much taller of course and it isn't as though she's pulling at him, but there is something heavy in the gesture that tugs at him.

"Safrin and Ronin had...have...a child." He mumbled stiffly against the crook of her neck. His eyes remained open, blinking uncertainly into her shoulder, lips tugged down in a frown.
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Amalia Chandrakant
the Archangel
Baker

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#11
AMALIA
He doesn't pull away and she takes it as acceptance, her embrace tightening and the purr rising in volume. How many times had he given her similar support, a quiet and unyielding affection in the darkest of moments? She clings to him now like a buoy, desperate to let him know that in the ocean of his grief there is still something to hold onto, people who want nothing more than to keep him from drowning.

There are few things that would have made Amalia release Remi in that moment: the news he gives her is not one of them, but oh, if it isn't close. Reeling back in stunned surprise, she tries to search the Alchemist's face for confirmation. "A... child?" the Shield repeats stupidly, arms still around Remi's shoulder. "He- She- how? When? Did - are you-" Still stunned, she trails off, her brows furrowing in bewilderment and concern while something like envy prickles in her breast.
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#12
walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
He nods, the affirmation weary. "Not long ago...she ages differently." Remi murmured, as if that was the real crux of Amalia's surprise and not the mere presence of the girl.

Running the flat of his palm up the side of his unshaven cheek, he shakes his head with a reluctant sort of sigh. "It is what it is." Unhelpful as it is to say, what else is there? Seren exists and as with everything between he and Ronin, the pair will deal with it. "She's already...5 or 6 or so.." He adds to fill the silence. "She's called Seren."
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Amalia Chandrakant
the Archangel
Baker

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#13
AMALIA
She knows he said the child ages differently, but the declaration of her age still takes Amalia by surprise. Reeling from the revelation in general, she struggles to compute this last piece of information. "Seren," the Shield repeats, moving back enough to give Remi some space. "I didn't know Safrin wanted a child." Her right hand rubs over her left wrist, things unsaid beneath it.

There's silence as she processes this, trying to sort out her conflicting emotions. "Safrin has always favored Ronin," Amalia says at last. Her words are slow, carefully selected, dark eyes searching Remi again. "And you were such good fathers to Aoife... it's no wonder she wanted you to raise her child."
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#14
walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
The alchemist folds his arms across his chest as she moves away, the gesture making him look strangely small and vulnerable. "Did she want a child? Or Ronin?" He asked, probably rhetorically. The pair could wonder all day at Safrin's motives and be no closer to any answers. Though Remi thought perhaps he was onto something...after all, what better way to forever trap a man like Ronin, than with a child.

Sharply looking up with eyes hard and defiant, Remi gave a divisive shake of his head. "I'll be no father to her." He growled, though by the way his glare seemed to pierce right through Amalia to someone unseen, it should be clear his anger wasn't directed towards her. "Besides, she has two parents. A second if you count Sunjata. What need would she have of me."
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