#lovaend

[siraenes]

let me see your hand! / let's do kaeya for reif!

send "let me see your hand" for our muses to compare hand sizes.

The  siren  is  intrigued  by  such  a  request  and  instantly  their  hand  is  rising  up  out  of  the  waters  and  pressing  up  against  others  hand.  The  differences  between  their  hands  are  easily  spotted  but  that's  not  what  they  are  fully  focused  on,  even  if  they  keep  getting  drawn  in  by  how  others  hand  does  not  have  the  same  shimmery  golden  scales  on  them  or  any  other  variation  of  scales.  They  focus  more  on  how  easy  it'd  be  to  lock  their  hand  on  this  hand  and  pull  with  all  their  might  to  drag  other  underneath  the  murky  depths  to  never  see  the  surface  again.  They  start  to  grin  and  bat  their  eyelashes  at  the  owner  of  hand  that  is  pressed  against  their  own.

❛   you  wanted  to  hold  my  hand  that  badly  that  you  had  to  use  this  tactic  to  get  the  chance  to   ?   how  cute.  You  simply  could've  asked  me.  I'm  not  cruel  enough  to  say  no  to  holding  hands.   ❜   but  they  are  cruel  enough  that  their  fingers  are  twitching  and  itching  to  move  and  circle  around  that  wrist.  It'd  be  too  easy.  That's  probably  what  stops  them,  it'd  be  too  easy.  There's  got  to  be  a  catch  here.

[diluviium]

@lovaend spoke to the court: ❛ i won't kill you … yet. ❜ / beast!zai for furina ( please hear me out :bunnocent: furina leaving solasta to find him again because he remembers him always and is sent to a world where that memory isn't reciprocated )

"You won't kill me" That is a bold statement! Especially towards a man you know is perfectly capable of it. It's always been how he carries himself. He'll cut the strings off of anyone that he's formed if it means being less weighted down. However, the was something that you knew he would weigh his options with; Information. You have a lot of information, both good and bad! An unsettling idea that someone you don't know knows so much about you to the point they could get to this point. A point close enough that you feel the need to threatened, yet not pull the trigger. You can't deny that there is more then likely some fear in him, even if he doesn't know it. Anxiety that would swell up in anyone that suddenly appears, able to know exactly who you are in a deeply intimate manner. "I know you and I have so much I could tell you... It'd be a waste to kill me at any point."

Only because once you told him all there was to know, he'd be in too deep. He thinks his heart is something that is locked away, without any in, but you did it once, twice, probably more times, honestly. You don't know each time you have, but you have full faith in yourself to do the same now. If you die trying, then so be it. "I didn't come here to die, anyways. I knew I could, but..." You trail off for a second, debating if this is what you want to say. "It is a risk I am willing to take if it means seeing you again." and you know he doesn't understand why you want to see him again. The look in his eye, the way he seems almost repulsed by the mere thought that there is someone alive who wants to see him in any positive manner. Someone like that can't exist to him.

And yet, here you stand.

"Instead of talking about death, and killing, and all of that really not fun stuff, I could simply talk to you instead. Tell you bits and pieces of why I wish to see you." Ah, there is that look again. "You know, it's really rude to look so disgusted when someone is willing to just talk to you... Though, it's not at all shocking from you."

[diluviium]

@lovaend spoke to the court: ❛ i won't kill you … yet. ❜ / lyney (for focalors; my take on lyney specifically)

"This again..." You don't know if he reminds you of it consistently to attempt to frighten you (or Furina), or if he does it to remind himself of what he is meant to do. He has done plenty that would leave plenty frightened for their lives, it certainly has shaken Furina up who struggles to not feel meek and threatened in his presence, but at this point you just think of him like a petulant child that is desperately trying to prove that he can do something to make his parents proud. It is debatable if killing another person would make more parents proud or not. (The jury is out on that one still /sarcasm) Still, you feel incredibly annoyed by it today.

'Fulfill the prophecy and I'll take your gnosis in the end.' 'Once this is over I'll kill you.' 'You don't have it in you to let everyone die.'

What a confident boy. A misplaced confidence when it's with you. You were created to protect Furina. Protection comes in many different types. If death is the easiest way to protect Furina then it would not be outside the realm of possibility to simply let everyone die if it meant that Furina wouldn't die alone.

'Then enjoy drowning with your citizens' 'You foolish boy, Do you think all of teyvet wouldn't flood?'

He had no instant answer. Almost jarred by the fact you would even propose the idea, much less have thought that far ahead. That Teyvet would flood. The curse on Fontaine has never, and will never only be Fontaine's curse. It is a cruel curse passed down by the gods that could drown all of Teyvet. Was it a short sighted curse handed down by Celestia? One that should have only had those baring the sins of Egeria falling to the waters? Even if those "sins" were turn you into nothing but water, humans simply can't survive in a world made of nothing but the seas from the depths. Yet, when he did fire back he said you didn't have it in you to let them all drown.

(Well, to you, to them, to everyone... I am nothing more then a god. Why would a god care?)

"Do you find comfort in reminding yourself this will be over?" You tilt your head, That eerie sincerity that you always pose towards him. A question without a hint of malice. You are not speaking down to him, though many may see it that way. No, you are genuine. A genuine question towards a boy who claims to be your executioner. "Yet, will that end actually come? The ending you want. The prophecy averted, my blood on your hands, the country of Fontaine... simply left behind in your wake. Afterall, it is only important to you in the moments the prophecy hangs in the air. After that they may as well fend for themselves."

You giggle after you say that "I'm sure you think "Oh, but Sir Neuvillette will keep the peace", which is a fools errand. He has only stood by Fontaine because of me. Then your next thought would be "Well, that's not my business then." because this isn't your home." You take a step towards him. He is barely taller then you... A fact you think of frequently. Has he not finished growing? Or is he technically an adult who never grew? "But if you think there won't be people who don't try to strike your "home" for ruining their home- Well, I suppose you'll just have to get more blood on your hands. Some of those who you'd face would be those same kids you once saw on the streets... I suppose family is only those that align with your morals."

Afterall, you are a "god". What do you understand about family? You never had one, you'll never have one. You don't want a family. Not if this is how a family should function. Surely the Fatui is simply a poor example, but you have heard far to many horror stories of how families function.

"Lyney, Surely you can answer this for me. Afterall, I have no concept of family" Your hand comes to rest on his cheek, your eyes narrowing once more. "If one of your siblings decided that they wanted to side with me, would you kill them after me? Or before me? Would you make a display of them for betraying your family? I never quite know how families like yours function, yet it's the only ones I am able to familiarize myself with."

[diluviium]

@lovaend spoke to the court: ❛ it's a shame i'll have to kill you when we're done with this. ❜ / lyney

"Is it the wait that excites you more or the eventual kill you are searching for?" You ask him with a boredom in your eyes. Speaking so openly of how you may or may not kill someone is a trait that supposedly comes from those that are brave. You think it comes from the inexperienced. Those that are haughty in their belief that they can do it, yet words are just words. They can cut you figuratively, leave you shaking, crying, without comfort. They can also bring a smile to your face, a giggle to leave your mouth, and a gleeful glint in your eye... Yet, the "you" of now is not the "you" that would be left shivering from such words while trying to maintain "your own" haughty act.

No, you are Focalors, not Furina. A woman who can look at the boy in front of you as you nearly stare through him. "Killing is a cowards way out, really. A show that you have to kill what may come back to haunt you... A show that if you don't kill me, I may lurk over your shoulder one day... The unspoken thought that those you kill could stab you in the back if you don't strike first." Not all inherently true, yet not untrue either. It is why, in your eyes, the act of killing is entirely pointless. A claim to a life you do not desire to be ending prematurely, yet even prosecuting such crimes... It doesn't bring the dead back and it only brings some comfort to the living that someone "dangerous" is now contained.

(But why do you even need to kill?)

"Do you think you can actually kill me, Lyney?" You allow your question to hang in the air for a moment, "You are perfectly capable of killing. I do not doubt the blood you've already stained your hands with. I'm not asking about if you are capable." You cant your head to the side, a smile slowly spreading across your lips. "I'm asking if you really think I am capable of dying. Surely you think "Even gods can die!" to such a thing, right?" It's written all over his face, the Fatui have surely thought it would be easier to kill the "archon of justice" rather then trying to peacefully take that gnosis. A thing you don't even have... Convincing you that the "right thing" to do is hand it over peacefully is simply unobtainable in their mind.

"Yet, If I am disposable to you- Disposable enough that once you find the gnosis, of course, what makes you sure that you aren't equally as disposable? Your "father" may not allow you to easily be thrown away, claiming you skilled, claiming that you still have a purpose." Your eyes narrow. "Yet, that is all you are. A weapon. A tool. A means to an end." Just like you are a means to an end, as well. A creation to protect the country of Fontaine while they will inevitably turn their back on you. "Once that end is met..." It's unspoken, but surely he can infer.

"Really, I would thank you for killing me. An end to the suffering. Yet, in my final breath I would simply tell you that I pity you. Blood is hard to swallow and surely you will drown in it."

[siraenes]

He feels eyes on him but does not quite tilt head in the direction of those eyes quite yet, ocean colored eyes staring at the trickles of blood coming from damaged scales on his tail that blend with the shallow water he finds himself sitting in right this moment. He does not look pained, sirens are taught that pain is to be ignored ( you are to be stronger than the feeling of pain or you are a mistake of a sirens nature ). Humans, always seemingly hurting everything around them and then their self in the long run. Finally, head tilts and pupils become a lot more slitted as they stare down @lovaend, the one that had been staring in return. ❝ Is it not rude to stare ? Have you no manners ? ❞ It's something that he's picked up on a human saying once, listening in on conversations from time to time in places where he cannot be seen.