it looks black in the moonlight
Remi Taliesin
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#1
& doesn't the white page seem unfinished
without the dark stain of alphabets?
It's like the end of a Hitchcock movie: a little dark and a lot confusing. The lights are low but it's hard to tell if that's because it's a moonless night or because you're deep below the ground. (Are you in a grave? A bunker?) Your senses fail you in trying to determine anything about where you are, but that's likely because of the heavy smell of blood. Gods, there's blood everywhere.

It coats the walls in patterns that make you see shapes like butterflies and your mother's disappointment. There's a clock on the wall, though it hangs askew. Oranges in a basket with bloody handprints. A shoe flung across the room. A body beneath a rug. A bottle of champagne that has spilled, creating the most gorgeous shade of light pink where it has mixed with the blood.

A crime has been committed here, and you are covered in blood.
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Finn Rosencrantz


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#2
sleep doesn't help if it's your soul that's tired
You are covered in blood, because a crime has been committed here.

It's on the knees of your pants and the palms of your hands and specked along your glasses, but perhaps that's an illusion or an exaggeration. The walls bleed and the clock ticks and the oranges sit innocuously, like a basket of eyes. A witness.

Witnesses. Are there any? You think the only one there might have been ended up masquerading as a victim instead. "Ready or not, here I come." Your murmurs sound like velvet on barbed wire, like a match striking to hide the evidence.

Reaching, groping, you lift the rug to examine the body. "Are you guilty?" you ask it.
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Remi Taliesin
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#3
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The dead face does not look pleased as you raise the rug. Perhaps that's simply because in this game of hide and seek it is the first to be uncovered. That, or because it's dead. "We are all guilty of something." The corpse replies dully, staring up at you with dead and judgemental green eyes. A scream is written on the wall, silenced by the slam of a door. The room turns its gaze on you wondering of what you are guilty of.

You're the one holding the knife, after all.

An orange rolls out of the bowl and off the counter, landing in a puddle of blood. Droplets bead outwards like a shattered chandelier before time reverses and the orange returns to the bowl hiding the shine of metal once more.
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#4
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The corpse is you. It was always going to be you, because that is how things work in these eerie spaces. And so a smile blooms across your lips in the same way a knife might slip into flesh, and you pull the rug back further to view the body of work that wears your face. "Stabbed to death," you remark softly. "But there was a struggle." The shoe, the walls, the wonky clock.

"But why the rug...? Clumsy. Laughably so... unless the culprit merely wished to cover your face to stop you staring at them." Rising to your feet with fresh blood on your knees, you turn to examine the oranges with their blood print tattoos. "And why put these back?"
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Remi Taliesin
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#5
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Black flowers have grown out of the various stab wounds, but they wither and shrink as you reveal more of yourself to the light. "I was underestimated." You agree, turning your eyes up towards the darkness of the ceiling so as not to obscure the examination. "I fought back." You say proudly.

Behind you comes the sound of running water from a tap followed by the clink of glasses. A drawer opens and closes as a peeler is washed and put back, still smelling faintly of copper and citrus.

"Was it concern or convenience?" You suggest to yourself, raising your dead eyebrows and looking suggestively towards a square of floor that is much cleaner than the rest of the room.
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#6
What a lovely bit of Stormbreak you've encountered. Look at all the things around you that aren't relics.
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"You did," you agree with no small hint of pride and sadness, because to understand takes a great deal of empathy. To piece together is to relive, to become the grains of sand tumbling through an hourglass and into the void below. The sound of the tap, of the glasses, the peeler, it has you stepping around the body, reaching for the spilled champagne. "A celebration," you note. "Interrupted, perhaps? Or a lover's quarrel..."

And then there's a clean square blinking up at you, a beacon in a grave that smells like copper. You crouch before it, examining it as if it may have been cleaned, or perhaps that is the point. Maybe there was something there before that is not there now. "Another perspective, I think. Let me be the corpse for a while."
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The room stills and you blink. First you are looking at the floor and then find yourself on your back staring up at the ceiling. There is a thud of wood as something is lifted and then settled back into place. The rug is pulled from your body to once again cover the clean patch of floor.

You rise, or rather, you undo the fall that put you onto the ground as blood splashes back into your wounds from the floor and the wall. The black petals on your wounds close and disappear. You are alone in this room, but you weren't always.

Two glasses of champagne glisten on the counter. Only one has ever been tasted.
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#9

Well would you look at the time?

It's Drunk Husband Interruption Time!

"Remi, you're hangin' out in a real grimy bit of dreamland, y'know that?" Ronin isn't slurring (he tells himself), and when he climbs out of one of the cupboards in this strange, burrow-like room, he's got a plushie of a dog tucked under one of his arms and he's wearing a pair of Baywatch™ red Speedos(tm again), because he was hoping for a tropical island somewhere.

Alas.

"Oh, are you havin' a party in here too?" He beams, moving to pluck up the champagne glasses, offering one out to Remi and knocking back his own. "Tobi couldn't come so I brought a substitute. Good doggie." He pats the plushie.

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Not unlike the way a camera pans back to reveal that everything was just on a soundstage, the crime scene seems to falter and lose any semblance of credibility as Ronin shuffles out of one of the cabinets looking ready for the beach.

"No, that's—" Remi, who had been the dream instead of having been any specific part of it, steps out of nothingness with one hand stretched out to stop Ronin from touching the evidence. He's bloodied the way Finn had been, and it's with an apologetic glance towards his corpse-counterpart, that Remi looks back to Ronin.

"Ronin, we were practicing." The alchemist points out, before narrowing his eyes at the plushie. "Why...would Tobi be here?"
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"It's bubbly," Ronin says of the evidence champagne, plonking the glasses back down nonetheless and huffing out a sigh as he looks around the hovel, unhappy about the lack of beach vibes. "Practicin' what?" he wants to know, all the while shuffling up to his husband to drape himself around him in a the sort of drunken hug that says I missed you 10000 it feels like infinity since I saw you last. Yeah, you know the one.

"Mmmm? Oh, I was goin' to her place to say sorry about Ever with wine. But she was comin' to our place to say sorry about Ever with wine. So we drank all the wine and then she was a dog and we fell asleep on the couch." He nods enthusiastically enough to bonk his head against Remi's. "Ow," he says. "Can we go to the beach now?"

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"At least that one was not the poisoned one." Remi says, revealing one of the clues Finn was meant to pick up on with a sigh. "Practicing...things." He adds vaguely, biting the inside of his cheek and looking oh so very innocent as he spreads his arms to receive his very drunk husband. It's hard to stay angry when you have an exquisitely handsome demigod pressed against you, and so as much as Remi had wanted to continue on with Finn, the dream is already breaking down as he turns.

"It was a feigned business opportunity that went wrong. Stolen goods beneath the floorboard under the rug, key in the oranges, poisoned champagne." He explains before Ronin interjects his own explanation. Raising his eyebrows, Remi shifts to look at Finn, wondering if there was about to be a real crime scene unfolding. Was Finn the jealous type? Was falling asleep in another man's lap an acceptable thing in their relationship?
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The dream breaks down and the corpse sits up, becoming more and more Finn-like as time passes. It's curious that even the subconscious version of this ex-Spyglass turned detective is wearing his glasses, and he seems quietly put out at the interruption even though he would never say as much. Indeed, rising to his feet and giving a grateful nod to Remi (the lack of an explanation would have plagued him all night), he can't stop the pink from flushing his cheeks to hear about Tobi's shenanigans with the Huntsman.

"I suppose I ought to go," he murmurs, because we already know that Finn absolutely can be the jealous type, but not against the Taliesins. Not even in his dreams. "Perhaps we can try again another time." Nodding politely between them, he begins to walk, because what else can he do? It takes him off into the vast unknown, and whether more dreams or nightmares await him is not something Remi will be privy to.
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#14

"You are a poisoned one," Ronin sings to Remi, happily received into his arms and taking the opportunity to snug him as close as he can. And if he's trying to manipulate the dream so that his husband's clothes are dissolving into flower petals (because he can do that here, ha ha ha), then so be it. He does blink his eyes open - at different speeds, it might be noted - to see Finn get up, Ronin flapping a hand at the other man.

"Nice to seeeeee you," he says, before gasping. "GASP," he adds after the physical act, straightening up from Remi to call after Finn. "YOU FORGOT YOUR WIFE. Oh, I mean, YOUR NOT-WIFE. YOUR... OH MY GOD, TAKE IT." Yeeting the dog plushie after Finn, this is all becoming rather silly, Ronin thinks. "You have such silly dreams," he informs Remi with a smile.

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