#darkdawned

[thedrunkenbard]

@darkdawned continued

“ ‘m sorry”

He doesn’t even attempt to argue much this time, instead just accepting the herb as he began to gnaw at it. Movements slow and rigid. No longer did just his head churn but his heart ached as well, reminding him of the person before who would down a drink without a care in the world.

“It was much easier...when I was Babartos,” he pauses mouth still chewing away at the herb his body limp against the red haired man, “While I still...u..enjoyed the effects of a slight buzz. I only really drinked for the taste..”

He looks down at the ground below them eyes drinking in every detail. “No..that’s wrong..I drinked for what it stood for me..” his finger begins to toy with a button on the man’s jacket, unable to read his expression at the moment. “Freedom..”

Apparently along with emptying his stomach, he was emptying his chest as well. Spilling out his heavy burdens and truth to the man. “When I became an archon...I don’t think I was really trying to be an archon during that moment..i-if that makes any sense? The people of Mondstat were free..I-I just wanted my precious person to be happy...” he closes his eyes, eyelids suddenly feeling heavy, unable to pick up the mood at the moment, “so I thought...if IIIIII, become the next Anemo archon, then they wouldn’t have to worry about..a ruler..the people would be able to be their own person..” he lets out a heavy breath, “they would be free.”

His mind wanders for a bit, fingers reaching from the button he was toying with to brush against the soft red hair, eyes shining with an unknown feeling. “Of course I helped my people when they needed me..wherever the wind is I shall be but besides that I didn’t know what else to do..my precious person was gone..and...and...wowwww, your hair is really soft...” whatever he was gonna say next he didn’t finish suddenly going off track as his finger were now entangled into Diluc’s hair, fingers running through it with ease.

[auricwings]

@darkdawned from this

  “They are fine.” Diluc assured despite still being bound to his bed. It was not for want of trying as since first being brought home, he had tried numerous times to go about his usual duties only for the wound to reopen. Had it not been for the consideration of his house-staff, who he knew he was inconveniencing with his own impatience, he would have continued to try.

       So now here he sat, surrounded by whatever paperwork he could still do in bed. Yet still feeling as feeble as a kitten. His pride wouldn’t have been as sore had the whole affair not been so careless of an accident on his part. One careless swing on his sword and suddenly he was on his back, stomach bleeding and torn deep from the shrapnel of the explosive barrel he’d been ignorant of. To think he could have died simply from a barrel. Disgraceful. He wasn’t sure if he would rather be injured or simply die if Kaeya were to know of this.

          His attention returned to the young man “Is there something you needed?” He asked, assuming that to be the reason for the sudden visit.  

     “No,” Aether shook his head, “I actually-” Paused, seeming to mull over his thoughts. Saying I had a bad feeling and needed to check on my friends sounded silly, even to Aether. The blonde shrugged a little, opting instead for, “I was going to come see if you needed help with anything when your head of staff told me you were hurt.” It wasn’t totally a lie- he had intended to see if Diluc needed help, if his intuition was wrong. 

        Which it wasn’t. 

      The Traveler thought for a moment. “Have you eaten?” Perhaps he could make something-- oh, but no, surely Diluc had staff for that. Plus, he looked quite busy, even being in bed. His face did a poor job concealing the realization and the subsequent disappointment. “I mean- .... do you need anything?” 

[wxnedad]

@darkdawned liked for a starter

For the longest time he’d been standing by the small wall , staring up at the sky but also all the surroundings. Whilst it was enough to be able to calm down any possible nerves , he was trying to recall something. Absolutely anything yet nothing came to mind. The winery still could be remembered since it was him who created it though the people were a different story mostly. No face or name felt known and the amount of times Crepus had to ask them who they were was extremely high.  However workers names being forgotten may not be a major issue. The concern came with him often seeming to forget both Diluc’s and Kaeya’s names , often either not saying a name at all or mixing them both up. 

Hearing someone he turned his head to just blankly stare at Diluc , for a moment trying to figure out who it was before smiling just a little.  “ oh .... which one are you ... ah Diluc. Is there something the matter ? “

[wxnedad]

🎁

🎁 – to give my muse a holiday gift

Being given a gift was a suprise even if from family during a holiday season. It seemed like a waste of mora for any sort of gift , whether wanted or not , was for him especially. However naturally he was more of a person to enjoy spoiling people within the family or close friends. Crepus looked a little confused at the neatly wrapped up present before sighing and looking at Diluc , offering up the present in his hands. Was it something the other would like ? Hopefully so if memory of preferences was correct.

“Whilst I do appreciate you getting me something perhaps saving that mora spent would have been more worth while hmm. Anyhow here. Something from me. “