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What a great time to lie face down on the ground and contemplate the nature of existence
What a great time to judge every ounce of his existence once again.

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@lionheartshadow
cavaliant:
What a great time to lie face down on the ground and contemplate the nature of existence
What a great time to judge every ounce of his existence once again.
He has successfully dodged whatever current embarrassment of a celebration is happening at the moment.
Fuck Sigurd. His father is the only legendary one around here.
cavaliant:
??? Creeps closer. “I can help!”
Picks him back up and moves him back again. :/
“No, I’m fine. You stay here. Nanna probably has snacks for you or something.”
cavaliant:
@fieryties replied to your post:
he can put him down somewhere non-mercish while he goes back!!! :/
Trots along after Ares like u u where are you going uwu?
...
Picks him back up and puts him back over in the non-killing corner. “Mercenary stuff.”
mautlie replied to your post:
devotion jugdral one year... i feel like he has an actual chance too if that comes to pass
i do want devotion jugdral one year but
i feel it will be sigurd/seliph fam and not really any one else? they usually just focus on one family and sigurd is clearly the main focus of the game so that’s what i would expect anyway 🤔
i still think devotion ares would be good
probably sad but still good :/
when ur trying to be both dramatic and edgy and it just sort of cancels out to nice hair
mautlie replied to your post:
IT WORKED OUT FOR HIS DAD AT LEAST...
he is fully aware he does not have the CYL power of his father and he’d rather not risk it
He has decided he is good exactly how he is. No celebrations, no investigations, no dances, no beaches for him. Ever.
i need to make more ares icons
“ looks like i'll finally be joining the festivities proper. sorry i couldn't have you tag along though. ” lene holds out her candelabra to ares then. “ here, take this though! i imagine i'll mostly be doin' dancing out there. i bet it'll feel just like we're back in darna again. ”
@mautlie
Ares takes the offered weapon with a scowl, staring at it like it had personally offended him. It’s just a candlestick. Not much use for it except maybe to hit someone over the head.
“Darna, huh?” His gaze narrows and he shifts the candelabra to his other hand while his fingers curl around the hilt of the sword at his side.
That name only brought dark memories and a darker guilt. He might have left Lene behind once, but it would take a lot more than another cursed desert to convince him to leave her again.
“I think I’ll tag along anyway.”
@mautlie || HE GOT IN OVER HIS HEAD
He frowns watching Lene struggle with the weapon. It hadn’t felt THAT heavy to him when he had tested it. He knows well enough that his perception of strength is different from most, but the other girl had been able to wield it easily enough that he had thought it might suit Lene.
He hadn’t meant to make her fight with something so unsuited to her abilities. Maybe he could find something similar but lighter...
Before he can say anything about it, though, or at least make some awkward attempt at smoothing it over, Lene hands him the necklace she’d been wearing. Wishes him a happy festival and closes his fingers over it.
For a long moment he’s struck dumb in shock.
“I don’t need to repair Mystletainn here.” When he finally speaks, his words sound gruff even to himself, and he knows he should be softer, say something sweet or kind here, but he doesn’t have any of those words. They all scramble from his tongue and leave him stumbling over his own awkwardness.
“I don’t need money.” He tries to hand her back the jewelry. “I’d only buy something for you or Diarmuid or - “ He bites his tongue. Thankful. He should thank her. It was a gift.
“I’ll find you a better weapon.” Fuck.
cavaliant:
Why talk to girls when you could be withdrawing from all awkwardness and human contact right now immediately
Also consider just fighting. A lot. All the time.
Wipes away one single tear.
How is his father so FUCKING BADASS???
@mautlie || When you accidentally play yourself
He might have overestimated her arm strength. Just a bit, but she seems happy enough even if the axe is slightly too heavy for her to swing easily. Lene smiling means his attempt was a success and his job here is done. Except she keeps talking and he freezes.
Dress up???
Regret is already seeping in. This was just supposed to be a delivery, not a party for one of these odd festivals.
“I would look a fool in those. Even you must see that.” He can’t help straightening, letting his coat fall into its usual folds. “My usual clothes should suffice for any dressing up that must be done.”
cavaliant:
@lionheartshadow | baby auntie times
“Are you…joking?” The person before her definitely looks like her brother. He has the same hair, the same face, even if his clothes are different.
“Oh! Or perhaps you are hiding. Or playing a game?” He’s not hiding very well if all he’s done is changed his clothes. She still recognized him in an instant! And she doesn’t know what sort of game this would be, but perhaps it’s simply one Eldie hasn’t taught her yet. Nobles really do have so many games…
“Well! If you’re not-Eldie, then I’m not-Lachesis!“ She peers around for anyone else who might be playing, but no one else seems to be involved. And he’s still staring at her as if–she’s the one being strange.
“Brother, I…” she lowers her voice to just above a whisper, “I’m sorry. I don’t understand…”
He hasn’t said a word since she asked him if he was joking. Just stood there staring stupidly as she continued asking him questions.
Eldie? Brother?
Finally his brain tripped over itself enough in order to manage to figure out that she was - his father’s - sister?
His - aunt?
But she looked so young. A mere child. What was he supposed to say? He wasn’t about to explain the little he knew of his father’s fate to his sister while she looked to be barely above ten years old.
He shook his head because he didn’t know what else to do.
“I’m. I’m not - not Eldigan.” It seemed crueler to let her continue believing that than not, but even so he couldn’t just walk away from her. “I - could help you - look for him?” Not that he had had much luck in seeking his father in this world before this.
Had she just been summoned here? There were so few here from their own lands perhaps she would be able to escape learning of Eldigan’s fate.