#lach: interactions

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@knightlydumbass​ | you asked for this :/

The scarf wrapped around Lachesis’ shoulders like a shawl has been through much. The fabric of it is not quite warm enough to be practical, the size awkward for her slight frame--but she wears it still, has worn it as often as she can, for more years than she cares to think of. Sometimes, if she wraps it tightly enough around herself, she can imagine it is an embrace, no matter how worn (despite countless careful washings and mendings) it might be. It is one of her most treasured possessions, on par with the Earth Sword she’d left behind, and yet...

“...Eldie.”

...No mere shadow of her brother’s existence can compare to this. No piece of cloth can ever be an adequate substitute for the brother who until now existed only in memory. She would have thrown everything she owned to the desert winds for just one more glimpse of him alive and well, and now...

“Am I...dreaming?”

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@knightlydumbass | Mystletainn is out for blood

She’d thought her days of shedding tears over schoolyard bullies to be over long ago, but apparently, she’s still the same weak little girl she'd been before. She hadn’t meant for anyone to see her like this, but--as she’d stalked away from the scene holding back furious tears, her feet had automatically led her in the direction of the one person in this castle who emits an aura of safety and comfort more than anyone else.

She shakes her head at his question, not yet trusting herself to speak. Instead, she bites at the lip that trembles even now, and burrows further into her brother’s embrace. How can she tell him that such a small, petty act has shaken her so? What will the others think of a spoiled brat who runs to her brother for protection at the drop of a hat?

“...No one has harmed me,” she says, finally. “I only--tripped.” In front of quite a few people, including the person who’d tripped her. “I’m--I apologize for barging in on you...”

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@of-invisible-ties replied to your post “knightlydumbass: NO ONE IS PROUDER OF LACHESIS THAN ELDIGAN RIGHT...”

HAPPY ARES NOISES

“Your support heartens me. I suppose I should also offer up my congratulations--your friend seems to have done very well in her jousting round! Or perhaps she is your sweetheart?”

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"I thought this might suit your new outfit." Wraps a long, trailing scarf that matches his own in all but color around Lachesis's shoulder so that it can flutter along with her cape.

"Eldie..." Reverently raises a hand to touch the dark pink fabric before letting it fall to her side again. Though she'd been overjoyed to receive attire that was more in line with what her brother now wore, receiving part of it from Eldigan himself was just the icing on the cake. Now they were truly in sync, both in appearances and in battle.

"Thank you. I'll treasure it forever."

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Wraps his fluffy scarf around Lachy. uwu

"Don't be silly, Eldie! I am already quite adequately dressed - what will you do if you catch cold?"

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"How did you fare while you were out, Lachesis?" He's hovering as soon as she steps through the door. "I do hope you found what you were seeking. You should rest before you do anything else, though." (amnesia verse :3c)

@knightlydumbass | extra babysitting time uwu

Her brother’s clear concern for her will always make her smile, even if he doesn’t remember her beyond what he knows of her now. Even with some memories gone, his natural kindness remains. It’s still Eldie, beneath it all.

“Thank you, but I’d like to make sure this little one is properly settled in before anything else.”

She ruffles the hair of the small child peeking out from behind her legs, the one who hasn’t stopped clinging to her since she found him. This home is turning into more of a nursery than anything else at this rate, but that’s fine. It means that she can keep her family close, in a place she can see and protect them all.

“Go on, Ares...you know him, don’t you? Do you remember your papa?”

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"Why so serious, princess?” dew @ lach!

is this a lead up to giving her the thief sword or :/

“What else should I be?” It’s a prim retort, and she spares him the briefest of glaces before looking down at the blade she’s cleaning again. “As princess of Nordion, I have a duty to take any issues Agustria may be having quite seriously.”

It’s not as if she can never relax...but things being as they are now, she certainly doesn’t have the time to be joking around or playing games. She almost envies him, still able to laugh and smile in a time like this. She’d envy his freedom, if she didn’t take so much pride in her own role.

Of course, thieves are only free so long as the law does not catch up with them...but for now, her own duty to the law aside, she’s willing to look the other way. Dew has his own reasons for helping them, after all. Even if he asks inane questions.

“...It is difficult to relax knowing my brother is out there with that pigheaded, self-obsessed, utterly incompetent farce of a ruler. That is all.”

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@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...”