Spirits and Princes

@roadtoeden

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School day

@touchcfhcavenlylight

It was 7 in the morning, the September sun beginning to rise above the buildings in the little city that Emily and Maxwell lived in. Emily was beginning to put sunscreen over her body, as she walked with Max down the sidewalk and to Evening Star Academy. “You need to relax, every wolf has to deal with… that.” She would circle her finger around her friend’s face, before pushing Max’s glasses up.

Max was busy trying to shave off some extra fur thst appeared on his face that morning, a huff leaving him. “You don’t get it. I’m not suppose to have my morning fur already. I’m still suppose to have another year left before I have to deal with this.” He practically growled, yanking the fur out practically.“

"You’re an early bloomer.” She would chuckle.

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Haemon’s eyes grew in disbelief, but he kept his mouth and gave the professor a small nod of understanding. Neoma was waiting in the hallway when he came out and the two started walking together. “ ‘A need-to-know basis’ my ass,” he muttered, earning a chuckle from his sister. “ I do need to know actually, because I want to know.” “ What if the professor was lying-what if there isn’t anyone who remembers? What if it’s some database instead?” Neoma suggested, just to be creative. “ If the gods have the humans simulated on Earth, maybe it was also technology that gave us our history.”

Max and Emily were behind Haemon and Neoma then. Max was heading for gym, while Emiky had another class in the same direction. Max was wholeheartedly, keeping his head down and the scarf around his face, even seeming to pull it over his nose. Emily couldn't help but move forward so that she was now walking beside the siblings. "Good. I'm glad you're starting early with your distrust in the government. That's how you become a true rebel." At least according to Emily's parents.

School day

@touchcfhcavenlylight

It was 7 in the morning, the September sun beginning to rise above the buildings in the little city that Emily and Maxwell lived in. Emily was beginning to put sunscreen over her body, as she walked with Max down the sidewalk and to Evening Star Academy. “You need to relax, every wolf has to deal with… that.” She would circle her finger around her friend’s face, before pushing Max’s glasses up.

Max was busy trying to shave off some extra fur thst appeared on his face that morning, a huff leaving him. “You don’t get it. I’m not suppose to have my morning fur already. I’m still suppose to have another year left before I have to deal with this.” He practically growled, yanking the fur out practically.“

"You’re an early bloomer.” She would chuckle.

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Haemon couldn’t believe it. “ Hold on-” the warlock said as he shot up from his chair, “-Professor, who was it? Who’s the person who retained their memories of everything?” He asked, obviously wanting badly to know. “ And how-how could one person do that without losing their sanity? Or have they lost their sanity already?”

The teacher would glance up at Haemon, almost looking sympathetic for a moment. "That I do not know. Their identity is on a need to know bases, and you and I do not need to know." He explained, making it clear that he had no idea who this person was, besides what their gender was.

School day

@touchcfhcavenlylight

It was 7 in the morning, the September sun beginning to rise above the buildings in the little city that Emily and Maxwell lived in. Emily was beginning to put sunscreen over her body, as she walked with Max down the sidewalk and to Evening Star Academy. “You need to relax, every wolf has to deal with… that.” She would circle her finger around her friend’s face, before pushing Max’s glasses up.

Max was busy trying to shave off some extra fur thst appeared on his face that morning, a huff leaving him. “You don’t get it. I’m not suppose to have my morning fur already. I’m still suppose to have another year left before I have to deal with this.” He practically growled, yanking the fur out practically.“

"You’re an early bloomer.” She would chuckle.

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The siblings perked up, wanting to know who could have possible retained their memories of everything. How long they had those memories to themself before having to pass it on to others, and what happened to this person afterward. Haemon especially had to know, because what would be the chance-if this person was even still alive-that he would be able to keep himself for looking for the one person with their memories still intact if the teacher told the class who they were?

But with that, the bell would ring, signaling the students to head to their next class. Max and Emily would stand up then, Emily whispering to Max, "I don't think the textbook is very accurate." Before shaking her head, and pulling her friend along to the door.

Max would be readjusting his scarf before muttering. "Any idea who he was talking about?"

Emily shook her head, "no, but it would have to be someone who's immortal. Like immortal immortal."

School day

@touchcfhcavenlylight

It was 7 in the morning, the September sun beginning to rise above the buildings in the little city that Emily and Maxwell lived in. Emily was beginning to put sunscreen over her body, as she walked with Max down the sidewalk and to Evening Star Academy. “You need to relax, every wolf has to deal with… that.” She would circle her finger around her friend’s face, before pushing Max’s glasses up.

Max was busy trying to shave off some extra fur thst appeared on his face that morning, a huff leaving him. “You don’t get it. I’m not suppose to have my morning fur already. I’m still suppose to have another year left before I have to deal with this.” He practically growled, yanking the fur out practically.“

"You’re an early bloomer.” She would chuckle.

touchcfhcavenlylight

The siblings exchanged looks of hidden skepticism; this plan didn’t sound like it would be successful any time soon, more like the simulation would end up being the only option the gods had to work with. One could give the gods credit for putting in effort to restore the humans. They both readjusted themselves, as if to say they were ready to continue with the lecture.

The teacher would keep speaking about the gods, and tarterus and orobos but most of the discussion was over little and rather boring facts. He would speak very little about Nirvana own history. Finally Max would finally speak, pulling the scarf down just a little to say, "how do we know any of this actually... you know... happened?"

So the teacher said, "there's someone in our town who was there for the shattering. They retained their memories."

School day

@touchcfhcavenlylight

It was 7 in the morning, the September sun beginning to rise above the buildings in the little city that Emily and Maxwell lived in. Emily was beginning to put sunscreen over her body, as she walked with Max down the sidewalk and to Evening Star Academy. “You need to relax, every wolf has to deal with… that.” She would circle her finger around her friend’s face, before pushing Max’s glasses up.

Max was busy trying to shave off some extra fur thst appeared on his face that morning, a huff leaving him. “You don’t get it. I’m not suppose to have my morning fur already. I’m still suppose to have another year left before I have to deal with this.” He practically growled, yanking the fur out practically.“

"You’re an early bloomer.” She would chuckle.

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“ Earth?” Haemon repeated. “ What does this terrain look like, Sir? How long will the gods be able to use this method before the humans realize something’s not right?” He had to ask, because there’s a flaw in everything and something was bound to go wrong. It all sounded like an intense effort to make something that was not destined for it, to actually work. And personally, the thought of Earth and simulating human consciousness on it sounded rather creepy to the warlock.

"Oh if the humans start to realize to the point where the simulation isn't working. The gods can just reset it." The professor stated, simply because he wasn't going to lie to the children. "Every decade or so they have to anyhow to update the simulation. They update it do to our increasing technology, so that when the humans rejoin us, that they don't get overwhelmed." He said with a shrug. "Such lively discussion, but we are going to need to move on."

School day

@touchcfhcavenlylight

It was 7 in the morning, the September sun beginning to rise above the buildings in the little city that Emily and Maxwell lived in. Emily was beginning to put sunscreen over her body, as she walked with Max down the sidewalk and to Evening Star Academy. “You need to relax, every wolf has to deal with… that.” She would circle her finger around her friend’s face, before pushing Max’s glasses up.

Max was busy trying to shave off some extra fur thst appeared on his face that morning, a huff leaving him. “You don’t get it. I’m not suppose to have my morning fur already. I’m still suppose to have another year left before I have to deal with this.” He practically growled, yanking the fur out practically.“

"You’re an early bloomer.” She would chuckle.

touchcfhcavenlylight

“ Fascinating…” Neoma whispered as she wrote down every word. She raised her hand. “ Professor, where did the sun goddess go after she was defeated? Why is it so important that the humans return to existence? If the gods themselves are at work trying to make this happen-why couldn’t they just create new humans?” The last part came out awkwardly because she obviously knew it wasn’t that simple.

“ Have the gods yet to consider that-if they’re struggling to reconnect the humans’ souls with their bodies-that there may be no way to restore them?” The witch added.

"Well, none of the gods have the power of pure creation. The only one who could do that was the creator, the one who made the humans, the gods, the angels... and us,, but only our bodies. The creator abandoned Tarterus long before it was shattered. The Magi folk was only saved because it the God of Magic was the one to place our magic within us to begin with so he was able to replace it."

Emily would raise her hand, "if this creator created everything, then who created them, hm?"

The teacher would look annoyed for a moment before saying, "our written history doesn't go back that far. "We were not told what the gods did with the goddess of the sun, but since we do not have any functioning humans, they do not of a vessel to replace said goddess. We do get an update on the gods progress... once every century. But we do know they are using a magical device created by Magic and the Goddess of Gluttony, that's called an Ecologically Artificial Radical Terrain Habitat, or an E.A.R.T.H. to simulate the humans consciousness."

School day

@touchcfhcavenlylight

It was 7 in the morning, the September sun beginning to rise above the buildings in the little city that Emily and Maxwell lived in. Emily was beginning to put sunscreen over her body, as she walked with Max down the sidewalk and to Evening Star Academy. “You need to relax, every wolf has to deal with… that.” She would circle her finger around her friend’s face, before pushing Max’s glasses up.

Max was busy trying to shave off some extra fur thst appeared on his face that morning, a huff leaving him. “You don’t get it. I’m not suppose to have my morning fur already. I’m still suppose to have another year left before I have to deal with this.” He practically growled, yanking the fur out practically.“

"You’re an early bloomer.” She would chuckle.

touchcfhcavenlylight

The siblings sat toward the front of the classroom. They weren’t witches who had many friends themselves, they talked to a lot of people and knew a lot about this or that because of it-but there was no one at the school who was really special to the siblings. But there was no time to try and consider how they could change themselves so things would be different, their mothers were adamant that they were to focus in school because “magic is something one must know everything about”. Everything that could be learned about that was.

The teacher had started a lesson as a teacher assistant passed out their syllabus for the year. Most of it was boring and what everyone already knew, but then he would say, "and after the goddess of Death defeated the goddess of the sun, the sun's cries ruptured the very core of our moon Tarteus, causing all of us Magi folk to be lost forever more. The gods all came together and recreated the planet of Nirvana so it was habitable to us Magi, but the humans souls had been split from their bodies. We have been told that the gods have retrieved as many human bodies as they could, and the goddess of Death retrieved their souls, and took the two components to Orobos, the shared moon between the shattered remains of Tarterus and our new home of Nirvana. On Orobos the gods are hard at work trying to find away to bring back the humans... but this task started a millenia ago, so don't expect the humans to return home anytime soon."

Max was listening, and taking notes, but he was in the other back corner, quietly keeping his face hidden beneath the scarf, while Emily sat in front of him, not taking notes at all.

School day

@touchcfhcavenlylight

It was 7 in the morning, the September sun beginning to rise above the buildings in the little city that Emily and Maxwell lived in. Emily was beginning to put sunscreen over her body, as she walked with Max down the sidewalk and to Evening Star Academy. "You need to relax, every wolf has to deal with... that." She would circle her finger around her friend's face, before pushing Max's glasses up.

Max was busy trying to shave off some extra fur thst appeared on his face that morning, a huff leaving him. "You don't get it. I'm not suppose to have my morning fur already. I'm still suppose to have another year left before I have to deal with this." He practically growled, yanking the fur out practically."

"You're an early bloomer." She would chuckle.

touchcfhcavenlylight

The Nassry siblings paused to watch Emily wrap the scarf around Maxwell’s face, the two shared a look of concern and humor respectively before they detoured around the vampire and werewolf. Haemon bit the inside of his cheek so he wouldn’t laugh after seeing Maxwell bundled up in Emily’s scarf.

He knew better than to say anything to the friends in front of Neoma or even alone, especially when Maxwell barked at him about it. So the warlock would remain quiet.

Maxwell glanced at the siblings that passed them by. He'd known them for a while, but he wouldn't exactly call them friends. Then again, Emily was the only one he was actually friends with. It was normally easy for werewolves to make friends with other, they were normally peppy and liked talking with everyone, and excitable, but Maxwell was.... well, he was more shy then the others, and anxious. "Come on." He mumbled, "we're going to be late."

He'd grab Emily's wrist, rushing inside of the building then, and being sure to keep his head down.

School day

@touchcfhcavenlylight

It was 7 in the morning, the September sun beginning to rise above the buildings in the little city that Emily and Maxwell lived in. Emily was beginning to put sunscreen over her body, as she walked with Max down the sidewalk and to Evening Star Academy. "You need to relax, every wolf has to deal with... that." She would circle her finger around her friend's face, before pushing Max's glasses up.

Max was busy trying to shave off some extra fur thst appeared on his face that morning, a huff leaving him. "You don't get it. I'm not suppose to have my morning fur already. I'm still suppose to have another year left before I have to deal with this." He practically growled, yanking the fur out practically."

"You're an early bloomer." She would chuckle.

touchcfhcavenlylight

“ I swear, the fucking sun ruins the morning-” Haemon commented, a thermos of coffee in his hand, “-it doesn’t feel early, it always feels like the afternoon. It feels like we’re late.” He glanced at Neoma, who kept a straight face as she walked next to him.

The witch only gave Haemon his attention just as he started to smile. “ Don’t smile, Haemon-you really had to rub it in, didn’t you?” She hissed irritably. Not that Haemon didn’t feel the same way about the sun, but it was well known that Neoma didn’t like to be late to be early to class. Just the thought of showing up even five minutes early to school made the witch anxious.

"You're going to cut yourself." Emily commented, as she watched her friend try to hurry up and get the last bit of hair off of his face. They were practically at the school steps at this point, but Max hadn't gotten all of his morning fur. The two were hadn't paid much mind to fhe two witches behind them, and Emily would suddenly stop her friend.

"Here just..." She pulled out her backpack, pulling out a scarf since it was still cold out, and would crudely wrap it around Max's face, "there. Now no one can tell you're getting your winter coat." She nodded, thinking she did a good job, though in rarity it very much looked like that Max couldn't breath properly in the scarf.

//any voltron rp blogs willing to RP with a couple of OC"s. Got a idea for a plot if anyone is interested.

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School day

@touchcfhcavenlylight

It was 7 in the morning, the September sun beginning to rise above the buildings in the little city that Emily and Maxwell lived in. Emily was beginning to put sunscreen over her body, as she walked with Max down the sidewalk and to Evening Star Academy. "You need to relax, every wolf has to deal with... that." She would circle her finger around her friend's face, before pushing Max's glasses up.

Max was busy trying to shave off some extra fur thst appeared on his face that morning, a huff leaving him. "You don't get it. I'm not suppose to have my morning fur already. I'm still suppose to have another year left before I have to deal with this." He practically growled, yanking the fur out practically."

"You're an early bloomer." She would chuckle.

Stuck Together

@touchcfhcavenlylight

Murdoch was already late for his interviews that day which was evident by the way he had rushed into the elevator. He was wearing a white button down shirt, black pants, and a blue tie. His hair was also pulled back in a small half ponytail. So that it was out of his face.

He defiantly noticed the man in the elevator with him, and would exchange pleasantries, but otherwise sat in the corner, waiting for the elevator to reach his floor.

Instead though, the elevator would suddenly stop, causing Murdoch to frown, and move towards the buttons, he would press the emergency buttons, huffing. “We’re going to be here for a while.”

touchcfhcavenlylight

Haemon tensed up as Murdoch kissed him; suddenly there was a small pain in his chest, and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to humor the man he just met or push him away. Being stuck in an elevator didn’t exactly make this decision work in his favor. Haemon blinked, his eyes giving away just how unsure he was about this-a decent part of it also being where they were and doing what Murodch was implying in an elevator would be new to him. But people do only live once, right?

This time, Haemon told Murdoch’s face in his hands kissed him, deciding he might do a little more than accept the offer.

Murdoch hadn't expected to be kiss back like he had been, but he wasn't complaining. He pushed forward, practically crawling into the other man's lap as he pushed his lips into Haemon's more. He'd hold Haemon's shoulder, keeping him steady, as he tilt we d his head to the side, simply letting Haemon take control of how the kiss would go.

Stuck Together

@touchcfhcavenlylight

Murdoch was already late for his interviews that day which was evident by the way he had rushed into the elevator. He was wearing a white button down shirt, black pants, and a blue tie. His hair was also pulled back in a small half ponytail. So that it was out of his face.

He defiantly noticed the man in the elevator with him, and would exchange pleasantries, but otherwise sat in the corner, waiting for the elevator to reach his floor.

Instead though, the elevator would suddenly stop, causing Murdoch to frown, and move towards the buttons, he would press the emergency buttons, huffing. “We’re going to be here for a while.”

touchcfhcavenlylight

Haemon noticed Murdoch’s hand on his own before he heard the question, which made his body go stiff. Let his anger out on another person-but the only other person in the elevator was right in front of him. “ I’m sorry-you just asked me…” He tried to repeat the words, but couldn’t even speak right. Murdoch couldn’t have been implying violence, that wouldn’t have made sense; the first thing that came to mind was something much less violent, but of course Haemon couldn’t mention that because he didn’t want to be considered a pervert. “ What, what do you mean?” He asked instead.

"Well... we have plenty of time in here, and the security cameras are offline." He spoke softly, before leaning towards Haemon once more, "and I'm pretty good at calling an angry man down." He said, before leaning in and giving him a kiss on his lips.

Stuck Together

@touchcfhcavenlylight

Murdoch was already late for his interviews that day which was evident by the way he had rushed into the elevator. He was wearing a white button down shirt, black pants, and a blue tie. His hair was also pulled back in a small half ponytail. So that it was out of his face.

He defiantly noticed the man in the elevator with him, and would exchange pleasantries, but otherwise sat in the corner, waiting for the elevator to reach his floor.

Instead though, the elevator would suddenly stop, causing Murdoch to frown, and move towards the buttons, he would press the emergency buttons, huffing. “We’re going to be here for a while.”

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Haemon snorted when he actually noticed the tie. “ No, this was far from what I needed my afternoon to be,” he admitted, “ I-I have a lot that needs to be done, and this is the worst fucking possible thing that could happen at any point in my lifetime.” His teeth grit at the end of the sentence, and his hand raised as if he were going to hit the elevator’s side; Haemon quickly put his hand back down, glancing at Murdoch as if to remind himself he couldn’t show how pissed he still was.

Murdoch looked Haemon over. Noticing that he was on the angry side. He bit his lip, knowing that what he was thinking about doing could have two different effects. He'd casually place his hand over Haemon's, blinking slowly at the other before saying, "do you want to be able to let your anger out on someone?"

Stuck Together

@touchcfhcavenlylight

Murdoch was already late for his interviews that day which was evident by the way he had rushed into the elevator. He was wearing a white button down shirt, black pants, and a blue tie. His hair was also pulled back in a small half ponytail. So that it was out of his face.

He defiantly noticed the man in the elevator with him, and would exchange pleasantries, but otherwise sat in the corner, waiting for the elevator to reach his floor.

Instead though, the elevator would suddenly stop, causing Murdoch to frown, and move towards the buttons, he would press the emergency buttons, huffing. “We’re going to be here for a while.”

touchcfhcavenlylight

“ In my life? ” Haemon chuckled. He looked away as some sort of sadness took over, but he didn’t allow it to last long. “ I’ve had a few people in my life, and a lady was somewhere in there.” He responded, not completely lying. There was no way Haemon would tell a stranger every detail about his love life-even if he and Murdoch did have quite a bit of time of their hands.

“ What about you?” Haemon asked out of courtesy. He finally sat up and started rolling up his sleeves. “ It’s getting pretty humid in here, isn’t it? It’s not just me, right?”

"Yeah, there's defiantly something hot in here." He ended up muttering to himself for a moment, before shaking his head, "I've been with a woman before... but I prefer the company of men." He admitted. "And no, I haven't had many boyfriends either, there was one. But that didn't workout." He said, to put it mildly. He looked at Haemon, seeming to lean forward a small bit towards Haemon. Murdoch was beginning to blame the heat for what he was thinking about doing, but that was an excuse at best. "Is this how you expected to spend your afternoon? Dealing with a noisy man wearing a stupid tie." He said, gesturing to the tie with small flower patterns on it.

Stuck Together

@touchcfhcavenlylight

Murdoch was already late for his interviews that day which was evident by the way he had rushed into the elevator. He was wearing a white button down shirt, black pants, and a blue tie. His hair was also pulled back in a small half ponytail. So that it was out of his face.

He defiantly noticed the man in the elevator with him, and would exchange pleasantries, but otherwise sat in the corner, waiting for the elevator to reach his floor.

Instead though, the elevator would suddenly stop, causing Murdoch to frown, and move towards the buttons, he would press the emergency buttons, huffing. “We’re going to be here for a while.”

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Haemon huffed at the bunch of questions that were thrown at him. “ I’m not technically part of any agency, but I like to do science-y stuff.” He decided to answer that question first, the others were a bit more difficult to answer. The heat started to get to him as well and he ended up loosening his tie before he unbuttoned the first few buttons on his shirt, letting out another sigh when he remembered how long Murdoch said it would be before they would be out of the situation.

“ I want to move back to where I-where I was raised,” Haemon muttered. “ But it’s expensive, so I’m trying to pick up an extra job. It wouldn’t be a month, ideally I would stay a year or so. Realistically, it’ll probably be a few years before I can even consider going anywhere.”

Murdoch would look up at Haemon as he spoke, and noticed him unbuttoned his clothes. He almost missed what Haemon said, as his faced turned a little redder. "I, um..." it would feel like he had cotton in his mouth, before shaking his head, "well, a year is a lot more reasonable than a month." He brought his knees to his chest, placing his chin on his knees, "got a girl in your life?" He'd end up asking then, which was defiantly a jump from what they were previously talking about, but now Kurdoch was taking in how much he was attracted to this man.

Stuck Together

@touchcfhcavenlylight

Murdoch was already late for his interviews that day which was evident by the way he had rushed into the elevator. He was wearing a white button down shirt, black pants, and a blue tie. His hair was also pulled back in a small half ponytail. So that it was out of his face.

He defiantly noticed the man in the elevator with him, and would exchange pleasantries, but otherwise sat in the corner, waiting for the elevator to reach his floor.

Instead though, the elevator would suddenly stop, causing Murdoch to frown, and move towards the buttons, he would press the emergency buttons, huffing. “We’re going to be here for a while.”

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“ No, I’m not from around here.” Haemon finally answered. He rested his head against the corner of the elevator and let out a long sigh. He had yet to decide whether he would have preferred to be stuck in the elevator alone or not. “ I’m staying here temporarily,” the irritated man added just in case the other planned on asking. Although his definition of temporarily was a bit different compared to the well-known definition, the word still applied to his situation just in a way that seemed strange. Strange, and perhaps a little selfish.

"So a temp?" He asked. He was semi-friends with some of the other hiring managers in the different offices, just because sometimes he'd suggest other companies to the people he interviewed from time to time. "Not the type to stay in one place for too long? What agency are you apart of? Or are you simply trying to get hired into a job you're planning on quiting in a month?" He looked to the man, not trying to be judgemental, but he had to deal with people like that constantly. It was starting to get hit in the elevator, and Murdoch ended up rolling his sleeves up to his elbows, placing his folders down on the ground then, not being able to focus on his work at this point.

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