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{ @lonewolfthief || Continued }

A smile crossed Cyrus’ face as Therion took the cloak from him and curled up. Everyone was rather cold due to the weather, but he could tell that the thief was colder than the rest of them. (Primrose had long since changed out of her dancer attire, since that’s hardly good to wear when heading into the Frostlands.)

{CYRUS} ---- “Comfortable?”

[eisenblade]

miscellaneous. / ( acc. ) / @lonewolfthief

“I’ve been alone for so long I’m afraid I don’t know what it’s like not to be.”  from Therion

The words seem to ring in his ears. Words from the heart. A very similar thrum to his own.

But Therion is braver than he, for Olberic doubts he, himself, could ever say it aloud so outright.

“ ... I understand how you feel, ” he says, softly.

“ I... understand how you feel... ” he repeats. “ Perhaps we could help each other in jogging our memories, then. ”

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@lonewolfthief (Cyrus pls for Therion) “You look beautiful.”

{ @lonewolfthief }

Therion stared at the other for a good few seconds before he realized his face was very quickly turning red. He didn’t know how to reply to that, so all he really could do was give an extremely flustered one word response.

{THERION} ---- “W...What?”

[eisenblade]

olberic go the fuck to sleep challenge. / ( acc. ) / @lonewolfthief

“You can’t make me go to bed!”

Olberic takes a long breath, exhaling slowly to keep his emotions in check.

“ Cyrus, ” his voice is almost dangerously quiet.

“ I think you will find that I can, and I will. ”

For a moment, both of them stay at a standstill, as if time had simply frozen.

Until, all of a sudden, Olberic lunges forward with the intent of catching the scholar in a headlock.

[crystarchived]

destinysecho replied to your post: “ None of you sleep and it’s not healthy. ”

Therion vc: Excuse you, I sleep

“ You’re me. No you don’t. ”

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@lonewolfthief (For Cyrus) “Come on, let’s just go to sleep.”

{ @lonewolfthief }

{CYRUS} ---- “Can’t. Busy.”

Despite his busy status, the man yawned and almost fell asleep right there. He must be nearing the end of his 48 hour energy.

{CYRUS} ---- “You go get some rest, Therion. I’ll be fine.”

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@lonewolfthief (Hi Therion meet Esther Albright) 10 for the platonic prompts

{ @lonewolfthief }

{THERION} ---- “Let go. Right now.”

He had frozen up a bit when his hand was first grabbed. But now that he’s recovered slightly he wasn’t about to simply sit back and let the girl keep holding his hand. Related to one of the people he was traveling with or not. So when she didn’t let go immediately, he instead tugged his hand away and hid it under his poncho.

{THERION} ---- “What was that for?”

[crystarchived]

unpublished. / ( acc. ) / @lonewolfthief

“Get the hell away from me ”

Cyrus blinks.

And then he does again.

And then he chuckles, a little.

“ Such hostility, little rat. ”

He smiles. It feels... unsettlingly not unsettling. A paradox, to be certain.

“ But I suppose if you insist... ”