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[rose-from-ashes]

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Emet-Selch had noticed a certain quality, and he knew full well that he was not the only one. The term 'Warrior of Light' was never meant to be quite so literal. Y'shtola, he was certain, knew it too. Her aetheric sight was rudimentary, but it was more than enough to see those around her, enough to react to Lex as if he was one of the sin eaters he'd slain.

Aside from that, he had noticed from far closer observation, often unseen, that Lex rarely, if ever, voiced an opinion. His life at stake, and he had nothing to say on the matter? It wasn't a matter of simply being a quiet person. The Scions spoke about him as if his cooperation was a fact of life. It itched at him, a contradictory reality that he, an enemy who saw them as inherently lesser, seemed to be the only one who cared about what their greatest warrior thought.

He didn't show it. His disdain for them was expected. It seemed no different, and the Scions tried—and failed—to ignore and hide their discomfort when he lingered around them, ambling his way about when it suited him. Often, he vanished from view, but it was rare he truly turned his gaze away, and when a quiet moment came where Lex was alone in the forest, Emet-Selch made himself known, walking with his exaggerated swagger and allowing the crunch of leaves beneath him serve to announce his presence.

"Warrior. Might I have a moment? I have a question, and with all this time observing you, I have yet to find myself an answer."

[wrathfuldissonance]

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Still he gave a gentle smile and softly waved off the Viera's comment. "Thank you, but I am alright." He cocked his head at a slight angle. "If you wish to talk with me, you need not be so roundabout. I promise I am here to listen to whatever may ail you."

Grim gave the Miqo'te a look that all but said 'uh huh, sure buddy.' His face quickly cleared though, taking on a similarly serene look, a small smile distracting from how his eyes twitched to and fro, the way his ears tried to flatten to his head. While Lex was clearly the most interesting person at this party, he was getting... staticky from the noise.

"If you say so. I can't say I don't want to, but perhaps somewhere quieter?" The implication of his words hit and he flushed a surprising pink. "Not like that, not far, just. Not in all the noise."

[nossumusmanus]

☟ Babybabybabybabybabybaby--

Baby.

[primalvessel]

Gives his brother!!!! A hug!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Monster or no, Ves is Ves!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

;o;

Also gives his brother a hug!!

And holds on tight.

[wrathfuldissonance]

@kintsugiscars replied to your post “Fireworks l o u d...”:

Very loud. :( his poor kitty ears hurt.

​Grim offers earplugs. His poor bnnuy ears.

[primalvessel]

Without a word, he rests his tired head on his brother's shoulder. The ship journey to Tural was taxing even for the best of sailors. Perhaps no one would need them anytime soon...

It's automatically that Maru's hand rises to wind into his brother's hair, petting through it and scritching lightly against his scalp.

Once, he'd had a fear of the deep waters of the sea, when they were so far from dry land that it couldn't be seen no matter the direction looked in but now he actually liked the feel of the ship as it rocked with the waves.

The wind in his hair, the salty sea air... If things were different, he could see himself making a living of sailing and seeing the world.

Tail flicked once, twice before stilling and while he let his brother sleep against him, the vessel remained awake and kept vigil over the both of them, hoping that for a time, Lex could be allowed to rest.

[wrathfuldissonance]

⚠ grim!! Save him!!!

"Shitshitshitshit--" Grim scrambled, but a well-timed Rescue immediately pulled Lex into Grim's arms instead of Certain Doom.

"I. Really. Hate. Heights." Grim informed him, clinging tightly.

[primalvessel]

Lex slid into a chair next to Maru, a small package in his hands. He pushes the unassuming box towards his brother with a smile on his face. "Here. Before we set off again."

Inside has two small hairclips, one in silver with purple filigree and another in gold with red filigree. Their respective eye colors shone despite the low candlelight of the inn room.

"For good luck."

Maru's head tilted to the side on taking the box and ruby eyes, one seeing, one not, settled on his brother for a long moment.

He'd not even told Lex that it was his nameday yesterday and somehow he'd still been able to get him something, even if he'd done so with something else in mind.

Finally lifting the lid from it, his gaze settled on the beautiful little accessories and lingered there for a moment as he took them in. Their eye colours shone back at him and broughtt a smile to his lips.

"They're beautiful Lex," he purred, reaching to take the silver one gently in his worn hand. They would keep his bangs from falling into his remaining good eye if he chose to keep growing the unruly mess of hair.

"Thank you," he continued, looking up at his brother with a smile. "I think we tend to need all the luck we can get, you and I," he chuckled. Maybe with the little bit of extra luck, he'd be able to squeeze in a little bit of time with a certain white-haired hyur who never stayed in one place for long...