To fight for the innocent, to protect, to explore. This is my oath, to which I am sworn. I have been called Ageless, or Champion, but you may call me Eugene.
I am no king, no emperor. I am but a warrior, and a sworn defender of the River Guard, honor bound to serve the Empress thereof. If you come searching for a friend or defender, perhaps I shall aid you. But if you seek a conquerer, or if you work for that... despicable organization, the Imagined Order, prepare to meet the edge of my blade.
Tags:
#eugene's log: Personal Post
#champion's response: Reblogs
#ask the ageless: Answered Asks
Rules/Headcanons under break:
Rules:
1. No NSFW. I have patience with jokes, but if you are warned and continue, you may be blocked. I am an adult, so this goes double for minors.
2. No forcing your own narrative upon Eugene. "Curse Asks" are fine, but roleplaying, to me, means a partnership back and fourth. If a story is being driven or taken over by only one party, I reserve the right to drop it.
3. Be kind, and have fun! Whatever reaction your character my have to Eugene, and vis versa, let's be sure to keep any vitrol in-character, please.
HEADCANONS:
1. Geno is actually a shortening of the Italian name, Eugeno, which is translated as Eugene. Hence, I believe the Ageless goes by that name.
2. The Ageless was set up by Geno to be the ruler of the Oathbound Empire, but he preferred to lead in combat rather than from the throne, so he abdicated and became the Champion instead.
3. After the events of C4S1, the Empire dissolved. Eugene, now without a home or title, began to wander the island, engaging in combat and exploring in general.
4. After he learned more of his history, which he previously had no recollection of, he determined to regain his honor, by becoming the opposite of who Geno was. He hates the very thought of his progenitor, and wishes to, eventually, undo all the evil he did.
5. After a rocky first meeting with Empress Mizuki, he eventually pledged to protect and serve the River Guard after finding her to be a wise and caring ruler. There's definitely nothing else going on there, nope.
Not heard, unfortunately, the distance was too great. But the moment Geno had brazenly stepped unmasked on her grounds to intercept Eugene within sight of the central lake, the Empress had heard of it from the caverns below. It had taken all her dedicated strength not to rush up and strike him then for his insolence, but that would have been pointless, and likely ended in her death. Again.
Instead she had waited, torn between fear and fury, watching. Watching the two circle each other at bladepoint, speaking words she could neither hear nor read on their lips. When Eugene broke away, resuming his patrol, and Geno vanished as he had arrived, she waited again, allowing Eugene the rest of his rounds to think. Clearly the danger was not imminent. She had patience, and she trusted Eugene.
Once her lover had returned and disappeared into their bedroom, the Empress left the caverns, restraining herself from running so as not to alert the Guard, and headed to meet him there. Eugene seemed deep in thought as she entered behind him, so in this quiet, private space, she slipped her arms around his waist, silently thanking the gods that she was still allowed to do so.]
... I saw him, my love. He did not come to harm you?...
No. And that puzzles me to no end.
*Eugene raised his head to look at her eye to eye.*
He wished for me to join him. And despite every barb, every threat, and every insult to his person and honor I hurled at him, he remained ever calm and entreating.
*Eugene scoffed in disbelief.*
He even stated that he would raise no hand against you or the guard, provided that you did not attack first. He spoke of you all... of you, my love... in such a demeaning manner, yet because I value you --and despite his own mockery of that fact-- he actually offered safety. From his person, at least.
*He stared at his hands.*
Ever since I came to understand who I am, I have lived with the knowledge that my life would be forfeit were Geno to ever appear. And yet, now, he has appeared, and he acts in a way I find absolutely unexpected in light of his heinous deeds...
[The Empress' voice dripped with derision thick enough to cut with a blade as she pulled away from Eugene just long enough to check outside the window.]
With the eventual condition, of course, that we become subservient to him, complicit in his cruelties, yes? Even if he did not say so aloud, such an alteration is inevitable with men who believe they should rule above all. He could never leave us alone forever.
[As she turned back to Eugene, the Empress saw his expression as he stared at his hands, and her disgust washed away instantly, replaced by relief touched with sadness. Reaching out, she took his hands in hers, raising them to her lips and laying a soft kiss on the back and palm.]
And yet he has left you not only alive, but with what may be called the closest thing to favor he has to offer. As obscene as such a thing is... I am still thankful that you remain with me, my love.
[Geno could lay whatever insult he wished on her name, she did not care. Who she was, he did not have the right to define for her, so his comments meant nothing. As long as he left her love alive and in her arms.]
He certainly seemed to believe that I would join him of my own accord, in time.
*He scoffed.*
The arrogance of that man... he truly thinks that I shall eventually see the world as he does.
*He smirked to himself.*
That being said, he has made several fatal errors. He is unaware, for example, that you are no longer entirely mortal yourself... and what he is unaware of can harm him, can it not?
*If Geno thought he could rob Eugene of his humanity by the eventual removal of Mizuki, he had another thing coming.*
So he forgets that you, being created of his very self, are every fibre as stubborn and proud as he.
[That same pride burned in her own chest as the Empress reached up and caressed her beloved's cheek, letting her fingers thread into his hair. Her thumb brushed the upturned corner of his smirking lips.]
Then he shall be sorely disappointed. We compromised once. Never again. I know you will not betray our people, nor will I betray you.
[That one moment of weakness that had led to sparring turned wrong was far behind them now. Compromise was no longer on the table.
Strategy, however, that was another thing entirely.
At the mention of her apparent immortality, the Empress smiled, eyes darkening slightly.]
If all that I have suffered was meant to make me yet another eternal thorn in his side, then so be it, I shall suffer it again if I must and return again and again if it means his desires are never fulfilled. Just tell me that if such a future is our doom, that you will be by my side to face it.
Hmm. I had never considered that my similarities to him could very much be a positive, as much as they are a negative...
I had thought he would know what to expect, having slain so many of his alternates... but it is perhaps for that reason that he has no basis of understanding.
*It is in Geno's nature to strike swiftly and completely, leaving them no moment with which to strike back. Without any meaningful interaction, he would never truly grasp how he acted from without...*
*He returned to the present, however, when Mizuki touched his cheek. Taking her hand, he kissed it reverently.*
My Empress, it does not matter what shall be our path into the future. You shall not walk it alone, for I will stay by your side. I could no sooner abandon you than I could remove a limb from my body.
My love, you could never deny that you and he are the same flesh. You share so many traits, like your pride, your temper, your desire to explore and to know, and the ease with which you bear authority. But you, beloved, have tempered them with moderation and humility, content with what you have, while he has become a glutton, consuming all and wanting more.
These traits are nothing to be ashamed of simply for sharing their core with him. Indeed, I confess, they are what make me love you.
[As he kissed her hand then, she pulled Eugene up and caught his lips in hers for a moment. Just a small reminder. I know you. I love you.]
And I will stay by yours, no matter the cost.
[They released each other after a few seconds, and she moved instead to shut the curtains entirely, despising the feeling of being watched that had been crawling up her spine since Geno left. That done, and the feeling lifting a bit, she started pouring a bit of tea to relax them both.
Strange, that their greatest enemy had just made a brazen show of invading her territory, and yet not ten minutes later they were both here, in love and drinking tea... A surreal situation indeed...]
Tell me... Do you know why he gave you such favor, and why we were included? Did he feel generous enough to say?
*Eugene shook his head at first, before pausing, an inquisitive look on his face.*
... Not directly. Yet, he made several references to my being of his blood, and "made in his image."
*Merely saying the words felt bitter on his tongue. Geno may have been immortal, yet he was still a man. To make such a god-like claim... it made him despise the man even more.*
If I were to put forth an idea... it would seem as though he believes myself and Odette to be more important than the common man, due to being created from his very genetic code. If he sees us as a part of himself, well... he is a very particular man about his own being. It irked him when I made light of his imperfect appearance, though he hid it well.
To a man such as that, to scar us in any way would be akin to removing a limb. Or perhaps more accurately, to chipping a nail. An imperfection he could not abide.
*He scoffed.*
Though with our similarities, his proposal to rule beneath him alongside Odette seems particularly laughable. Invulnerable though he may be, I personally would not take the constant unrest of potential betrayal in my "perfect" kingdom.
*Eugene did laugh, then. It felt like a relief.*
Why, of all the things! He even presumed that it was you who I had taken as MY consort! He would never even imagine the truth of our relationship! Imagine, perhaps, if learning the accurate picture sent him into a state of shock! T'would be a fantastic strategy indeed!
The Order is his daughter... Perhaps to him you are a son, though I despise the idea. He takes pride in what he has made of himself, and I suppose you are included.
Still, how bizarre that he would think so little of us, yet promise our safety to you.
[Arrogance. No doubt Geno considered the River Guard a passing fascination for his snapshot. An interest he could afford to indulge until mortality ended Eugene's amusement. The unmitigated arrogance...]
No matter. If he truly stays his hand for your sake, I shall take the respite gladly... and when his hand inevitably falls, we shall have had the time to ensure he impales it upon us.
[As Mizuki set the teapot aside and selected their favorite leaves, she paused at Eugene's words.]
Hold now... "his imperfect appearance"?
[She glanced at Eugene. The picture of perfect celestial beauty. Geno's exact image at the time of his creation.]
Has something... damaged him?
[The prospect of Geno's cultivated beauty being marred, alongside the self-absorbed assumption that his snapshot must be the superior rank in their relationship, that made Mizuki laugh heartily with Eugene, leaning back in her chair as laughter made their hearts light. Oh, she could almost picture the shock on his face as he learned the truth!
A thought... Mizuki calmed suddenly, an idea spinning to life in her mind. The concept crystallized into full potential, and she bolted upright in her seat, eyes distant as a thousand possible outcomes stretched out before her.
"Next time we play, I encourage you to take every advantage you can get. You will need it."
Her hand strayed to cover her mouth as she considered. In his hubris, Geno may have ceded her an advantage in this new game...
Focus snapping back to the present, she turned to Eugene, still resting in his amusement, and caught his hand between hers, capturing his attention instantly.]
Eugene, my love... I have a potential plan for how we move forward from here under his eye, but it is a dangerous gamble, and I need for you to hear me out and speak plainly of any flaw. But I must make absolutely clear that I have no intention of giving this madman what he desires, no matter what this idea may seem. Do you trust me?
Yes. His face, while perfectly symmetrical as my own, has several scars upon it. His hair, also, is beginning to grey, and has white streaks throughout...
My suspicion would be that, whatever the means with which he brought himself back to life, they were not completely successful in restoring his appearance.
*Odd that he had not yet rectified that... but perhaps he simply lacked the time or resources.*
*At her question, Eugene leapt to his feet, eyes clear.*
My Empress, I trust you with my soul, my life and all I am. Whatever your plan, I shall hear it out with an open mind.
[And with his appearance so deviated, Geno could not easily fool their allies again.
Mizuki stood with Eugene, the weight of the Empress falling over her again. She was playing with fire here, but it was her duty to explore the possibility...]
He believes you to be the higher authority in our arrangement, assumes that the River Guard belong to you not as your people, but as tools belong to a craftsman, or toys to a child. That you have ownership over us. Over me.
[She masked the disgust that welled at the thought carefully.]
His favor is likely contingent on that assumption. To discover that you are my subordinate may invoke his wrath, as his nature would reject the idea of servitude.
[The Empress set her fans aside, taking Eugene's hands in hers again.]
What I have built is no army, but a refuge. The River Guard is a sanctuary for those in need. You know this better than any. As deeply as we despise Geno, and as much as we may research how to destroy him, we are not the driving force opposing him, and therefore we must endure on the sidelines.
I refuse to bow to Geno. I will die a thousand deaths before I ever consider it. But attacking him is not the only way to oppose him. Perhaps we can take this favor he has given you, and bide our time until we can strangle him with it.
... Perhaps if he sees you in exactly the manner he expects to see you, this favor will continue to be our shield...
*Eugene was following her logic... but at the last sentence, he visibly recoiled.*
Mizuki, were I not aware of how carefully you choose your words, I would think you mad!
To accept rule of any kind would be to...
*To do... what? Leave his mind open to Geno's possession? Geno was here, already, in a form superior to his in every way, except (quiet snicker) beauty.*
*He would have no need to take over Eugene's body. Especially since he seemed to find him, for whatever reason, fascinating. Besides, another version of himself, potentially vying for control, would be the exact opposite of what Geno would want.*
... I am no longer certain what the effect on my mind would be. With Geno here, it seems unlikely that he would like competition from himself...
*The benefits would be amazing for the River Guard. By giving Geno what he wanted to see, the man would likely ignore those that were not him. And that was something Eugene would gladly live with if it meant their safety.*
But... share your crown? Are you certain? You have ruled long and well all these years. It would pain me to see any loss of respect for you for no longer being the sole power behind the River Guard...
[A rueful smile played at her lips for an instant.]
Not in this sense, at least.
You know what I am gambling with in this... I cannot imagine he would be so careless as to create a rival, not when he erased entire realities to ensure there was never another Geno.
[The Empress sighed, her gaze falling to the floor. Her mind lost itself in a hundred thousand memories of lonely rule, and the weight of it all showed in her shoulders.]
Long, well, and alone... I never spoke of it to you, but with you I have often wished that I could share the crown, because you are the only one to whom I would entrust my people... and in my eyes it is your due honor, which I have only withheld for your safety.
What good is respect when I alone am no longer shield enough for them? The one who should be deterred cares not, and steps onto my territory in broad daylight with complete disregard for me and my people. There is no respect to be lost from my enemy, and if I lose favor with my allies for elevating you, then their fickle allegiance was never of any value.
... Those who will oppose Geno blatantly require shelter and support. For them, the River Guard must stand, and for the River Guard to stand, we require an adequate shield that even Geno respects.
The River Guard needs you, Eugene... But I will not ask more of you than you are able. Forgive me, my love, for putting the burden of this choice on you...
[Her voice trailed off, her eyes closed. She had hoped to make this offer when they were finally safe... a victory they could celebrate together, not a weight to shoulder...]
*Eugene thought back to his own time as ruler of the Oathbound. The loneliness, the paranoia knowing that any around him might only be there to seek power for themselves. He had had few friends. And many that he had had betrayed him in the end.*
*Like Stellan...*
... I know well the feeling.
*He sat beside her, eyes at the same level.*
... You know, of course, that it would pain me greatly to cast any doubt upon your honor. I am quite certain there would be those who would wonder if you had been manipulated into such a decision... or worse, that it revealed yourself as siding with Geno to give me such an honor.
But if you are certain that I would be able to act as a shield for those we both love... and a true and equal partner for you... the there is no answer in my heart but to accept.
*He stared into the middle distance, a slight breeze playing at his hair.*
I had never loved the crown overmuch. Even when I bore it, the sword, the call of exploration, they tugged at my heart.
But there is no greater call than the one which bids you to defend the weak with yourself. And if we shall do so together, truly as one...
And if any would think so little of me and my strength of will as to assume I would be so taken in and used, then they are worth less than naught to me, for clearly they never respected me at the first!!
If elevating you to your rightful position causes them to waver, then so be it. Let us expose and be rid of them before we find too late that we rely on them.
[The Empress scoffed, crossing her arms with a haughty expression. She had known many such people, those who were so weak-willed or close-minded that they could not accept the obvious benefit of certain choices she made, simply because they disliked the people or methods involved or were too cowardly to take the risk, and thought less of her for stepping up.
Until it proved beneficial, of course, and then they liked to pretend they had always supported her. Or they dug their heels in further and alienated themselves, becoming what they swore they opposed. As if recorded history would forget their spineless inaction! Such people were easy to predict and use to her own benefit.
Weakness like that needed to be rooted out before it was incorporated into the chain that would eventually bind Geno.
Turning her attention back to her lover, the Empress' expression softened again, and she cupped his face gently in her hands, brushing that ever-rebellious lock of hair away from his eyes.]
You loved the Oathbound, my sun, and you love the River Guard. I have seen it from the beginning, in every way that you have respected and adopted our culture and people. My Guard are deeply fond of you. As much as you were Oathbound, I think you are also River Guard now. You belong to and with us. I could not ask for a more fitting partner on the throne.
[She smiled, stroking his cheek.]
And I would never dream of restraining you from the exploration you adore, just as I gave Kendo the title of Prince to give him freedom to render aid with authority. I feel we share the same opinion of the crown itself, though honor and duty drive us to bear it. Whatever you wish to do with your time, beloved, it is yours...
Be my equal, beloved. As entertaining as our little games have been, it is your right, and an honor I have been loathe to withhold. Be our Champion, and my Emperor, at my side, as one.
I have one more thing to... perhaps not warn you of, but make clear.
*His eyes hardened into the eyes of a man long since used to rule-- though not unkind, and softened behind with the love for the woman he now spoke to.*
If you grant me this... if for the first time across time, the empires of the Oathbound and the River Guard are truly united as one... we shall be as true equals, and I shall act as such. I know there shall be times where we disagree, as any two humans must. But just as often as I yield to your decisions, so shall I stand firm in my own.
We would have to reconcile that, our different manners of rule. I would be no tyrant-- I was not one to the Oathbound, who I loved. How much more to the River Guard, who I love and know?-- but if I am granted authority, I shall use it as I see fit, tempered by good council and our two hearts and minds as one.
I shall not be your Champion, simply carrying out your orders. I shall be your Emperor, as you shall be my Empress. Indeed, you have been such for the entire time I have known you, and I know the pride that must come with that position, and is healthy to do so. Would you bear this?
*He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.*
I do not wish to compromise our relationship with each other over this. That is the heart of my concern.
Not heard, unfortunately, the distance was too great. But the moment Geno had brazenly stepped unmasked on her grounds to intercept Eugene within sight of the central lake, the Empress had heard of it from the caverns below. It had taken all her dedicated strength not to rush up and strike him then for his insolence, but that would have been pointless, and likely ended in her death. Again.
Instead she had waited, torn between fear and fury, watching. Watching the two circle each other at bladepoint, speaking words she could neither hear nor read on their lips. When Eugene broke away, resuming his patrol, and Geno vanished as he had arrived, she waited again, allowing Eugene the rest of his rounds to think. Clearly the danger was not imminent. She had patience, and she trusted Eugene.
Once her lover had returned and disappeared into their bedroom, the Empress left the caverns, restraining herself from running so as not to alert the Guard, and headed to meet him there. Eugene seemed deep in thought as she entered behind him, so in this quiet, private space, she slipped her arms around his waist, silently thanking the gods that she was still allowed to do so.]
... I saw him, my love. He did not come to harm you?...
No. And that puzzles me to no end.
*Eugene raised his head to look at her eye to eye.*
He wished for me to join him. And despite every barb, every threat, and every insult to his person and honor I hurled at him, he remained ever calm and entreating.
*Eugene scoffed in disbelief.*
He even stated that he would raise no hand against you or the guard, provided that you did not attack first. He spoke of you all... of you, my love... in such a demeaning manner, yet because I value you --and despite his own mockery of that fact-- he actually offered safety. From his person, at least.
*He stared at his hands.*
Ever since I came to understand who I am, I have lived with the knowledge that my life would be forfeit were Geno to ever appear. And yet, now, he has appeared, and he acts in a way I find absolutely unexpected in light of his heinous deeds...
[The Empress' voice dripped with derision thick enough to cut with a blade as she pulled away from Eugene just long enough to check outside the window.]
With the eventual condition, of course, that we become subservient to him, complicit in his cruelties, yes? Even if he did not say so aloud, such an alteration is inevitable with men who believe they should rule above all. He could never leave us alone forever.
[As she turned back to Eugene, the Empress saw his expression as he stared at his hands, and her disgust washed away instantly, replaced by relief touched with sadness. Reaching out, she took his hands in hers, raising them to her lips and laying a soft kiss on the back and palm.]
And yet he has left you not only alive, but with what may be called the closest thing to favor he has to offer. As obscene as such a thing is... I am still thankful that you remain with me, my love.
[Geno could lay whatever insult he wished on her name, she did not care. Who she was, he did not have the right to define for her, so his comments meant nothing. As long as he left her love alive and in her arms.]
He certainly seemed to believe that I would join him of my own accord, in time.
*He scoffed.*
The arrogance of that man... he truly thinks that I shall eventually see the world as he does.
*He smirked to himself.*
That being said, he has made several fatal errors. He is unaware, for example, that you are no longer entirely mortal yourself... and what he is unaware of can harm him, can it not?
*If Geno thought he could rob Eugene of his humanity by the eventual removal of Mizuki, he had another thing coming.*
So he forgets that you, being created of his very self, are every fibre as stubborn and proud as he.
[That same pride burned in her own chest as the Empress reached up and caressed her beloved's cheek, letting her fingers thread into his hair. Her thumb brushed the upturned corner of his smirking lips.]
Then he shall be sorely disappointed. We compromised once. Never again. I know you will not betray our people, nor will I betray you.
[That one moment of weakness that had led to sparring turned wrong was far behind them now. Compromise was no longer on the table.
Strategy, however, that was another thing entirely.
At the mention of her apparent immortality, the Empress smiled, eyes darkening slightly.]
If all that I have suffered was meant to make me yet another eternal thorn in his side, then so be it, I shall suffer it again if I must and return again and again if it means his desires are never fulfilled. Just tell me that if such a future is our doom, that you will be by my side to face it.
Hmm. I had never considered that my similarities to him could very much be a positive, as much as they are a negative...
I had thought he would know what to expect, having slain so many of his alternates... but it is perhaps for that reason that he has no basis of understanding.
*It is in Geno's nature to strike swiftly and completely, leaving them no moment with which to strike back. Without any meaningful interaction, he would never truly grasp how he acted from without...*
*He returned to the present, however, when Mizuki touched his cheek. Taking her hand, he kissed it reverently.*
My Empress, it does not matter what shall be our path into the future. You shall not walk it alone, for I will stay by your side. I could no sooner abandon you than I could remove a limb from my body.
My love, you could never deny that you and he are the same flesh. You share so many traits, like your pride, your temper, your desire to explore and to know, and the ease with which you bear authority. But you, beloved, have tempered them with moderation and humility, content with what you have, while he has become a glutton, consuming all and wanting more.
These traits are nothing to be ashamed of simply for sharing their core with him. Indeed, I confess, they are what make me love you.
[As he kissed her hand then, she pulled Eugene up and caught his lips in hers for a moment. Just a small reminder. I know you. I love you.]
And I will stay by yours, no matter the cost.
[They released each other after a few seconds, and she moved instead to shut the curtains entirely, despising the feeling of being watched that had been crawling up her spine since Geno left. That done, and the feeling lifting a bit, she started pouring a bit of tea to relax them both.
Strange, that their greatest enemy had just made a brazen show of invading her territory, and yet not ten minutes later they were both here, in love and drinking tea... A surreal situation indeed...]
Tell me... Do you know why he gave you such favor, and why we were included? Did he feel generous enough to say?
*Eugene shook his head at first, before pausing, an inquisitive look on his face.*
... Not directly. Yet, he made several references to my being of his blood, and "made in his image."
*Merely saying the words felt bitter on his tongue. Geno may have been immortal, yet he was still a man. To make such a god-like claim... it made him despise the man even more.*
If I were to put forth an idea... it would seem as though he believes myself and Odette to be more important than the common man, due to being created from his very genetic code. If he sees us as a part of himself, well... he is a very particular man about his own being. It irked him when I made light of his imperfect appearance, though he hid it well.
To a man such as that, to scar us in any way would be akin to removing a limb. Or perhaps more accurately, to chipping a nail. An imperfection he could not abide.
*He scoffed.*
Though with our similarities, his proposal to rule beneath him alongside Odette seems particularly laughable. Invulnerable though he may be, I personally would not take the constant unrest of potential betrayal in my "perfect" kingdom.
*Eugene did laugh, then. It felt like a relief.*
Why, of all the things! He even presumed that it was you who I had taken as MY consort! He would never even imagine the truth of our relationship! Imagine, perhaps, if learning the accurate picture sent him into a state of shock! T'would be a fantastic strategy indeed!
The Order is his daughter... Perhaps to him you are a son, though I despise the idea. He takes pride in what he has made of himself, and I suppose you are included.
Still, how bizarre that he would think so little of us, yet promise our safety to you.
[Arrogance. No doubt Geno considered the River Guard a passing fascination for his snapshot. An interest he could afford to indulge until mortality ended Eugene's amusement. The unmitigated arrogance...]
No matter. If he truly stays his hand for your sake, I shall take the respite gladly... and when his hand inevitably falls, we shall have had the time to ensure he impales it upon us.
[As Mizuki set the teapot aside and selected their favorite leaves, she paused at Eugene's words.]
Hold now... "his imperfect appearance"?
[She glanced at Eugene. The picture of perfect celestial beauty. Geno's exact image at the time of his creation.]
Has something... damaged him?
[The prospect of Geno's cultivated beauty being marred, alongside the self-absorbed assumption that his snapshot must be the superior rank in their relationship, that made Mizuki laugh heartily with Eugene, leaning back in her chair as laughter made their hearts light. Oh, she could almost picture the shock on his face as he learned the truth!
A thought... Mizuki calmed suddenly, an idea spinning to life in her mind. The concept crystallized into full potential, and she bolted upright in her seat, eyes distant as a thousand possible outcomes stretched out before her.
"Next time we play, I encourage you to take every advantage you can get. You will need it."
Her hand strayed to cover her mouth as she considered. In his hubris, Geno may have ceded her an advantage in this new game...
Focus snapping back to the present, she turned to Eugene, still resting in his amusement, and caught his hand between hers, capturing his attention instantly.]
Eugene, my love... I have a potential plan for how we move forward from here under his eye, but it is a dangerous gamble, and I need for you to hear me out and speak plainly of any flaw. But I must make absolutely clear that I have no intention of giving this madman what he desires, no matter what this idea may seem. Do you trust me?
Yes. His face, while perfectly symmetrical as my own, has several scars upon it. His hair, also, is beginning to grey, and has white streaks throughout...
My suspicion would be that, whatever the means with which he brought himself back to life, they were not completely successful in restoring his appearance.
*Odd that he had not yet rectified that... but perhaps he simply lacked the time or resources.*
*At her question, Eugene leapt to his feet, eyes clear.*
My Empress, I trust you with my soul, my life and all I am. Whatever your plan, I shall hear it out with an open mind.
[And with his appearance so deviated, Geno could not easily fool their allies again.
Mizuki stood with Eugene, the weight of the Empress falling over her again. She was playing with fire here, but it was her duty to explore the possibility...]
He believes you to be the higher authority in our arrangement, assumes that the River Guard belong to you not as your people, but as tools belong to a craftsman, or toys to a child. That you have ownership over us. Over me.
[She masked the disgust that welled at the thought carefully.]
His favor is likely contingent on that assumption. To discover that you are my subordinate may invoke his wrath, as his nature would reject the idea of servitude.
[The Empress set her fans aside, taking Eugene's hands in hers again.]
What I have built is no army, but a refuge. The River Guard is a sanctuary for those in need. You know this better than any. As deeply as we despise Geno, and as much as we may research how to destroy him, we are not the driving force opposing him, and therefore we must endure on the sidelines.
I refuse to bow to Geno. I will die a thousand deaths before I ever consider it. But attacking him is not the only way to oppose him. Perhaps we can take this favor he has given you, and bide our time until we can strangle him with it.
... Perhaps if he sees you in exactly the manner he expects to see you, this favor will continue to be our shield...
*Eugene was following her logic... but at the last sentence, he visibly recoiled.*
Mizuki, were I not aware of how carefully you choose your words, I would think you mad!
To accept rule of any kind would be to...
*To do... what? Leave his mind open to Geno's possession? Geno was here, already, in a form superior to his in every way, except (quiet snicker) beauty.*
*He would have no need to take over Eugene's body. Especially since he seemed to find him, for whatever reason, fascinating. Besides, another version of himself, potentially vying for control, would be the exact opposite of what Geno would want.*
... I am no longer certain what the effect on my mind would be. With Geno here, it seems unlikely that he would like competition from himself...
*The benefits would be amazing for the River Guard. By giving Geno what he wanted to see, the man would likely ignore those that were not him. And that was something Eugene would gladly live with if it meant their safety.*
But... share your crown? Are you certain? You have ruled long and well all these years. It would pain me to see any loss of respect for you for no longer being the sole power behind the River Guard...
[A rueful smile played at her lips for an instant.]
Not in this sense, at least.
You know what I am gambling with in this... I cannot imagine he would be so careless as to create a rival, not when he erased entire realities to ensure there was never another Geno.
[The Empress sighed, her gaze falling to the floor. Her mind lost itself in a hundred thousand memories of lonely rule, and the weight of it all showed in her shoulders.]
Long, well, and alone... I never spoke of it to you, but with you I have often wished that I could share the crown, because you are the only one to whom I would entrust my people... and in my eyes it is your due honor, which I have only withheld for your safety.
What good is respect when I alone am no longer shield enough for them? The one who should be deterred cares not, and steps onto my territory in broad daylight with complete disregard for me and my people. There is no respect to be lost from my enemy, and if I lose favor with my allies for elevating you, then their fickle allegiance was never of any value.
... Those who will oppose Geno blatantly require shelter and support. For them, the River Guard must stand, and for the River Guard to stand, we require an adequate shield that even Geno respects.
The River Guard needs you, Eugene... But I will not ask more of you than you are able. Forgive me, my love, for putting the burden of this choice on you...
[Her voice trailed off, her eyes closed. She had hoped to make this offer when they were finally safe... a victory they could celebrate together, not a weight to shoulder...]
*Eugene thought back to his own time as ruler of the Oathbound. The loneliness, the paranoia knowing that any around him might only be there to seek power for themselves. He had had few friends. And many that he had had betrayed him in the end.*
*Like Stellan...*
... I know well the feeling.
*He sat beside her, eyes at the same level.*
... You know, of course, that it would pain me greatly to cast any doubt upon your honor. I am quite certain there would be those who would wonder if you had been manipulated into such a decision... or worse, that it revealed yourself as siding with Geno to give me such an honor.
But if you are certain that I would be able to act as a shield for those we both love... and a true and equal partner for you... the there is no answer in my heart but to accept.
*He stared into the middle distance, a slight breeze playing at his hair.*
I had never loved the crown overmuch. Even when I bore it, the sword, the call of exploration, they tugged at my heart.
But there is no greater call than the one which bids you to defend the weak with yourself. And if we shall do so together, truly as one...
Not heard, unfortunately, the distance was too great. But the moment Geno had brazenly stepped unmasked on her grounds to intercept Eugene within sight of the central lake, the Empress had heard of it from the caverns below. It had taken all her dedicated strength not to rush up and strike him then for his insolence, but that would have been pointless, and likely ended in her death. Again.
Instead she had waited, torn between fear and fury, watching. Watching the two circle each other at bladepoint, speaking words she could neither hear nor read on their lips. When Eugene broke away, resuming his patrol, and Geno vanished as he had arrived, she waited again, allowing Eugene the rest of his rounds to think. Clearly the danger was not imminent. She had patience, and she trusted Eugene.
Once her lover had returned and disappeared into their bedroom, the Empress left the caverns, restraining herself from running so as not to alert the Guard, and headed to meet him there. Eugene seemed deep in thought as she entered behind him, so in this quiet, private space, she slipped her arms around his waist, silently thanking the gods that she was still allowed to do so.]
... I saw him, my love. He did not come to harm you?...
No. And that puzzles me to no end.
*Eugene raised his head to look at her eye to eye.*
He wished for me to join him. And despite every barb, every threat, and every insult to his person and honor I hurled at him, he remained ever calm and entreating.
*Eugene scoffed in disbelief.*
He even stated that he would raise no hand against you or the guard, provided that you did not attack first. He spoke of you all... of you, my love... in such a demeaning manner, yet because I value you --and despite his own mockery of that fact-- he actually offered safety. From his person, at least.
*He stared at his hands.*
Ever since I came to understand who I am, I have lived with the knowledge that my life would be forfeit were Geno to ever appear. And yet, now, he has appeared, and he acts in a way I find absolutely unexpected in light of his heinous deeds...
[The Empress' voice dripped with derision thick enough to cut with a blade as she pulled away from Eugene just long enough to check outside the window.]
With the eventual condition, of course, that we become subservient to him, complicit in his cruelties, yes? Even if he did not say so aloud, such an alteration is inevitable with men who believe they should rule above all. He could never leave us alone forever.
[As she turned back to Eugene, the Empress saw his expression as he stared at his hands, and her disgust washed away instantly, replaced by relief touched with sadness. Reaching out, she took his hands in hers, raising them to her lips and laying a soft kiss on the back and palm.]
And yet he has left you not only alive, but with what may be called the closest thing to favor he has to offer. As obscene as such a thing is... I am still thankful that you remain with me, my love.
[Geno could lay whatever insult he wished on her name, she did not care. Who she was, he did not have the right to define for her, so his comments meant nothing. As long as he left her love alive and in her arms.]
He certainly seemed to believe that I would join him of my own accord, in time.
*He scoffed.*
The arrogance of that man... he truly thinks that I shall eventually see the world as he does.
*He smirked to himself.*
That being said, he has made several fatal errors. He is unaware, for example, that you are no longer entirely mortal yourself... and what he is unaware of can harm him, can it not?
*If Geno thought he could rob Eugene of his humanity by the eventual removal of Mizuki, he had another thing coming.*
So he forgets that you, being created of his very self, are every fibre as stubborn and proud as he.
[That same pride burned in her own chest as the Empress reached up and caressed her beloved's cheek, letting her fingers thread into his hair. Her thumb brushed the upturned corner of his smirking lips.]
Then he shall be sorely disappointed. We compromised once. Never again. I know you will not betray our people, nor will I betray you.
[That one moment of weakness that had led to sparring turned wrong was far behind them now. Compromise was no longer on the table.
Strategy, however, that was another thing entirely.
At the mention of her apparent immortality, the Empress smiled, eyes darkening slightly.]
If all that I have suffered was meant to make me yet another eternal thorn in his side, then so be it, I shall suffer it again if I must and return again and again if it means his desires are never fulfilled. Just tell me that if such a future is our doom, that you will be by my side to face it.
Hmm. I had never considered that my similarities to him could very much be a positive, as much as they are a negative...
I had thought he would know what to expect, having slain so many of his alternates... but it is perhaps for that reason that he has no basis of understanding.
*It is in Geno's nature to strike swiftly and completely, leaving them no moment with which to strike back. Without any meaningful interaction, he would never truly grasp how he acted from without...*
*He returned to the present, however, when Mizuki touched his cheek. Taking her hand, he kissed it reverently.*
My Empress, it does not matter what shall be our path into the future. You shall not walk it alone, for I will stay by your side. I could no sooner abandon you than I could remove a limb from my body.
My love, you could never deny that you and he are the same flesh. You share so many traits, like your pride, your temper, your desire to explore and to know, and the ease with which you bear authority. But you, beloved, have tempered them with moderation and humility, content with what you have, while he has become a glutton, consuming all and wanting more.
These traits are nothing to be ashamed of simply for sharing their core with him. Indeed, I confess, they are what make me love you.
[As he kissed her hand then, she pulled Eugene up and caught his lips in hers for a moment. Just a small reminder. I know you. I love you.]
And I will stay by yours, no matter the cost.
[They released each other after a few seconds, and she moved instead to shut the curtains entirely, despising the feeling of being watched that had been crawling up her spine since Geno left. That done, and the feeling lifting a bit, she started pouring a bit of tea to relax them both.
Strange, that their greatest enemy had just made a brazen show of invading her territory, and yet not ten minutes later they were both here, in love and drinking tea... A surreal situation indeed...]
Tell me... Do you know why he gave you such favor, and why we were included? Did he feel generous enough to say?
*Eugene shook his head at first, before pausing, an inquisitive look on his face.*
... Not directly. Yet, he made several references to my being of his blood, and "made in his image."
*Merely saying the words felt bitter on his tongue. Geno may have been immortal, yet he was still a man. To make such a god-like claim... it made him despise the man even more.*
If I were to put forth an idea... it would seem as though he believes myself and Odette to be more important than the common man, due to being created from his very genetic code. If he sees us as a part of himself, well... he is a very particular man about his own being. It irked him when I made light of his imperfect appearance, though he hid it well.
To a man such as that, to scar us in any way would be akin to removing a limb. Or perhaps more accurately, to chipping a nail. An imperfection he could not abide.
*He scoffed.*
Though with our similarities, his proposal to rule beneath him alongside Odette seems particularly laughable. Invulnerable though he may be, I personally would not take the constant unrest of potential betrayal in my "perfect" kingdom.
*Eugene did laugh, then. It felt like a relief.*
Why, of all the things! He even presumed that it was you who I had taken as MY consort! He would never even imagine the truth of our relationship! Imagine, perhaps, if learning the accurate picture sent him into a state of shock! T'would be a fantastic strategy indeed!
The Order is his daughter... Perhaps to him you are a son, though I despise the idea. He takes pride in what he has made of himself, and I suppose you are included.
Still, how bizarre that he would think so little of us, yet promise our safety to you.
[Arrogance. No doubt Geno considered the River Guard a passing fascination for his snapshot. An interest he could afford to indulge until mortality ended Eugene's amusement. The unmitigated arrogance...]
No matter. If he truly stays his hand for your sake, I shall take the respite gladly... and when his hand inevitably falls, we shall have had the time to ensure he impales it upon us.
[As Mizuki set the teapot aside and selected their favorite leaves, she paused at Eugene's words.]
Hold now... "his imperfect appearance"?
[She glanced at Eugene. The picture of perfect celestial beauty. Geno's exact image at the time of his creation.]
Has something... damaged him?
[The prospect of Geno's cultivated beauty being marred, alongside the self-absorbed assumption that his snapshot must be the superior rank in their relationship, that made Mizuki laugh heartily with Eugene, leaning back in her chair as laughter made their hearts light. Oh, she could almost picture the shock on his face as he learned the truth!
A thought... Mizuki calmed suddenly, an idea spinning to life in her mind. The concept crystallized into full potential, and she bolted upright in her seat, eyes distant as a thousand possible outcomes stretched out before her.
"Next time we play, I encourage you to take every advantage you can get. You will need it."
Her hand strayed to cover her mouth as she considered. In his hubris, Geno may have ceded her an advantage in this new game...
Focus snapping back to the present, she turned to Eugene, still resting in his amusement, and caught his hand between hers, capturing his attention instantly.]
Eugene, my love... I have a potential plan for how we move forward from here under his eye, but it is a dangerous gamble, and I need for you to hear me out and speak plainly of any flaw. But I must make absolutely clear that I have no intention of giving this madman what he desires, no matter what this idea may seem. Do you trust me?
Yes. His face, while perfectly symmetrical as my own, has several scars upon it. His hair, also, is beginning to grey, and has white streaks throughout...
My suspicion would be that, whatever the means with which he brought himself back to life, they were not completely successful in restoring his appearance.
*Odd that he had not yet rectified that... but perhaps he simply lacked the time or resources.*
*At her question, Eugene leapt to his feet, eyes clear.*
My Empress, I trust you with my soul, my life and all I am. Whatever your plan, I shall hear it out with an open mind.
[And with his appearance so deviated, Geno could not easily fool their allies again.
Mizuki stood with Eugene, the weight of the Empress falling over her again. She was playing with fire here, but it was her duty to explore the possibility...]
He believes you to be the higher authority in our arrangement, assumes that the River Guard belong to you not as your people, but as tools belong to a craftsman, or toys to a child. That you have ownership over us. Over me.
[She masked the disgust that welled at the thought carefully.]
His favor is likely contingent on that assumption. To discover that you are my subordinate may invoke his wrath, as his nature would reject the idea of servitude.
[The Empress set her fans aside, taking Eugene's hands in hers again.]
What I have built is no army, but a refuge. The River Guard is a sanctuary for those in need. You know this better than any. As deeply as we despise Geno, and as much as we may research how to destroy him, we are not the driving force opposing him, and therefore we must endure on the sidelines.
I refuse to bow to Geno. I will die a thousand deaths before I ever consider it. But attacking him is not the only way to oppose him. Perhaps we can take this favor he has given you, and bide our time until we can strangle him with it.
... Perhaps if he sees you in exactly the manner he expects to see you, this favor will continue to be our shield...
*Eugene was following her logic... but at the last sentence, he visibly recoiled.*
Mizuki, were I not aware of how carefully you choose your words, I would think you mad!
To accept rule of any kind would be to...
*To do... what? Leave his mind open to Geno's possession? Geno was here, already, in a form superior to his in every way, except (quiet snicker) beauty.*
*He would have no need to take over Eugene's body. Especially since he seemed to find him, for whatever reason, fascinating. Besides, another version of himself, potentially vying for control, would be the exact opposite of what Geno would want.*
... I am no longer certain what the effect on my mind would be. With Geno here, it seems unlikely that he would like competition from himself...
*The benefits would be amazing for the River Guard. By giving Geno what he wanted to see, the man would likely ignore those that were not him. And that was something Eugene would gladly live with if it meant their safety.*
But... share your crown? Are you certain? You have ruled long and well all these years. It would pain me to see any loss of respect for you for no longer being the sole power behind the River Guard...
Not heard, unfortunately, the distance was too great. But the moment Geno had brazenly stepped unmasked on her grounds to intercept Eugene within sight of the central lake, the Empress had heard of it from the caverns below. It had taken all her dedicated strength not to rush up and strike him then for his insolence, but that would have been pointless, and likely ended in her death. Again.
Instead she had waited, torn between fear and fury, watching. Watching the two circle each other at bladepoint, speaking words she could neither hear nor read on their lips. When Eugene broke away, resuming his patrol, and Geno vanished as he had arrived, she waited again, allowing Eugene the rest of his rounds to think. Clearly the danger was not imminent. She had patience, and she trusted Eugene.
Once her lover had returned and disappeared into their bedroom, the Empress left the caverns, restraining herself from running so as not to alert the Guard, and headed to meet him there. Eugene seemed deep in thought as she entered behind him, so in this quiet, private space, she slipped her arms around his waist, silently thanking the gods that she was still allowed to do so.]
... I saw him, my love. He did not come to harm you?...
No. And that puzzles me to no end.
*Eugene raised his head to look at her eye to eye.*
He wished for me to join him. And despite every barb, every threat, and every insult to his person and honor I hurled at him, he remained ever calm and entreating.
*Eugene scoffed in disbelief.*
He even stated that he would raise no hand against you or the guard, provided that you did not attack first. He spoke of you all... of you, my love... in such a demeaning manner, yet because I value you --and despite his own mockery of that fact-- he actually offered safety. From his person, at least.
*He stared at his hands.*
Ever since I came to understand who I am, I have lived with the knowledge that my life would be forfeit were Geno to ever appear. And yet, now, he has appeared, and he acts in a way I find absolutely unexpected in light of his heinous deeds...
[The Empress' voice dripped with derision thick enough to cut with a blade as she pulled away from Eugene just long enough to check outside the window.]
With the eventual condition, of course, that we become subservient to him, complicit in his cruelties, yes? Even if he did not say so aloud, such an alteration is inevitable with men who believe they should rule above all. He could never leave us alone forever.
[As she turned back to Eugene, the Empress saw his expression as he stared at his hands, and her disgust washed away instantly, replaced by relief touched with sadness. Reaching out, she took his hands in hers, raising them to her lips and laying a soft kiss on the back and palm.]
And yet he has left you not only alive, but with what may be called the closest thing to favor he has to offer. As obscene as such a thing is... I am still thankful that you remain with me, my love.
[Geno could lay whatever insult he wished on her name, she did not care. Who she was, he did not have the right to define for her, so his comments meant nothing. As long as he left her love alive and in her arms.]
He certainly seemed to believe that I would join him of my own accord, in time.
*He scoffed.*
The arrogance of that man... he truly thinks that I shall eventually see the world as he does.
*He smirked to himself.*
That being said, he has made several fatal errors. He is unaware, for example, that you are no longer entirely mortal yourself... and what he is unaware of can harm him, can it not?
*If Geno thought he could rob Eugene of his humanity by the eventual removal of Mizuki, he had another thing coming.*
So he forgets that you, being created of his very self, are every fibre as stubborn and proud as he.
[That same pride burned in her own chest as the Empress reached up and caressed her beloved's cheek, letting her fingers thread into his hair. Her thumb brushed the upturned corner of his smirking lips.]
Then he shall be sorely disappointed. We compromised once. Never again. I know you will not betray our people, nor will I betray you.
[That one moment of weakness that had led to sparring turned wrong was far behind them now. Compromise was no longer on the table.
Strategy, however, that was another thing entirely.
At the mention of her apparent immortality, the Empress smiled, eyes darkening slightly.]
If all that I have suffered was meant to make me yet another eternal thorn in his side, then so be it, I shall suffer it again if I must and return again and again if it means his desires are never fulfilled. Just tell me that if such a future is our doom, that you will be by my side to face it.
Hmm. I had never considered that my similarities to him could very much be a positive, as much as they are a negative...
I had thought he would know what to expect, having slain so many of his alternates... but it is perhaps for that reason that he has no basis of understanding.
*It is in Geno's nature to strike swiftly and completely, leaving them no moment with which to strike back. Without any meaningful interaction, he would never truly grasp how he acted from without...*
*He returned to the present, however, when Mizuki touched his cheek. Taking her hand, he kissed it reverently.*
My Empress, it does not matter what shall be our path into the future. You shall not walk it alone, for I will stay by your side. I could no sooner abandon you than I could remove a limb from my body.
My love, you could never deny that you and he are the same flesh. You share so many traits, like your pride, your temper, your desire to explore and to know, and the ease with which you bear authority. But you, beloved, have tempered them with moderation and humility, content with what you have, while he has become a glutton, consuming all and wanting more.
These traits are nothing to be ashamed of simply for sharing their core with him. Indeed, I confess, they are what make me love you.
[As he kissed her hand then, she pulled Eugene up and caught his lips in hers for a moment. Just a small reminder. I know you. I love you.]
And I will stay by yours, no matter the cost.
[They released each other after a few seconds, and she moved instead to shut the curtains entirely, despising the feeling of being watched that had been crawling up her spine since Geno left. That done, and the feeling lifting a bit, she started pouring a bit of tea to relax them both.
Strange, that their greatest enemy had just made a brazen show of invading her territory, and yet not ten minutes later they were both here, in love and drinking tea... A surreal situation indeed...]
Tell me... Do you know why he gave you such favor, and why we were included? Did he feel generous enough to say?
*Eugene shook his head at first, before pausing, an inquisitive look on his face.*
... Not directly. Yet, he made several references to my being of his blood, and "made in his image."
*Merely saying the words felt bitter on his tongue. Geno may have been immortal, yet he was still a man. To make such a god-like claim... it made him despise the man even more.*
If I were to put forth an idea... it would seem as though he believes myself and Odette to be more important than the common man, due to being created from his very genetic code. If he sees us as a part of himself, well... he is a very particular man about his own being. It irked him when I made light of his imperfect appearance, though he hid it well.
To a man such as that, to scar us in any way would be akin to removing a limb. Or perhaps more accurately, to chipping a nail. An imperfection he could not abide.
*He scoffed.*
Though with our similarities, his proposal to rule beneath him alongside Odette seems particularly laughable. Invulnerable though he may be, I personally would not take the constant unrest of potential betrayal in my "perfect" kingdom.
*Eugene did laugh, then. It felt like a relief.*
Why, of all the things! He even presumed that it was you who I had taken as MY consort! He would never even imagine the truth of our relationship! Imagine, perhaps, if learning the accurate picture sent him into a state of shock! T'would be a fantastic strategy indeed!
The Order is his daughter... Perhaps to him you are a son, though I despise the idea. He takes pride in what he has made of himself, and I suppose you are included.
Still, how bizarre that he would think so little of us, yet promise our safety to you.
[Arrogance. No doubt Geno considered the River Guard a passing fascination for his snapshot. An interest he could afford to indulge until mortality ended Eugene's amusement. The unmitigated arrogance...]
No matter. If he truly stays his hand for your sake, I shall take the respite gladly... and when his hand inevitably falls, we shall have had the time to ensure he impales it upon us.
[As Mizuki set the teapot aside and selected their favorite leaves, she paused at Eugene's words.]
Hold now... "his imperfect appearance"?
[She glanced at Eugene. The picture of perfect celestial beauty. Geno's exact image at the time of his creation.]
Has something... damaged him?
[The prospect of Geno's cultivated beauty being marred, alongside the self-absorbed assumption that his snapshot must be the superior rank in their relationship, that made Mizuki laugh heartily with Eugene, leaning back in her chair as laughter made their hearts light. Oh, she could almost picture the shock on his face as he learned the truth!
A thought... Mizuki calmed suddenly, an idea spinning to life in her mind. The concept crystallized into full potential, and she bolted upright in her seat, eyes distant as a thousand possible outcomes stretched out before her.
"Next time we play, I encourage you to take every advantage you can get. You will need it."
Her hand strayed to cover her mouth as she considered. In his hubris, Geno may have ceded her an advantage in this new game...
Focus snapping back to the present, she turned to Eugene, still resting in his amusement, and caught his hand between hers, capturing his attention instantly.]
Eugene, my love... I have a potential plan for how we move forward from here under his eye, but it is a dangerous gamble, and I need for you to hear me out and speak plainly of any flaw. But I must make absolutely clear that I have no intention of giving this madman what he desires, no matter what this idea may seem. Do you trust me?
Yes. His face, while perfectly symmetrical as my own, has several scars upon it. His hair, also, is beginning to grey, and has white streaks throughout...
My suspicion would be that, whatever the means with which he brought himself back to life, they were not completely successful in restoring his appearance.
*Odd that he had not yet rectified that... but perhaps he simply lacked the time or resources.*
*At her question, Eugene leapt to his feet, eyes clear.*
My Empress, I trust you with my soul, my life and all I am. Whatever your plan, I shall hear it out with an open mind.
Not heard, unfortunately, the distance was too great. But the moment Geno had brazenly stepped unmasked on her grounds to intercept Eugene within sight of the central lake, the Empress had heard of it from the caverns below. It had taken all her dedicated strength not to rush up and strike him then for his insolence, but that would have been pointless, and likely ended in her death. Again.
Instead she had waited, torn between fear and fury, watching. Watching the two circle each other at bladepoint, speaking words she could neither hear nor read on their lips. When Eugene broke away, resuming his patrol, and Geno vanished as he had arrived, she waited again, allowing Eugene the rest of his rounds to think. Clearly the danger was not imminent. She had patience, and she trusted Eugene.
Once her lover had returned and disappeared into their bedroom, the Empress left the caverns, restraining herself from running so as not to alert the Guard, and headed to meet him there. Eugene seemed deep in thought as she entered behind him, so in this quiet, private space, she slipped her arms around his waist, silently thanking the gods that she was still allowed to do so.]
... I saw him, my love. He did not come to harm you?...
No. And that puzzles me to no end.
*Eugene raised his head to look at her eye to eye.*
He wished for me to join him. And despite every barb, every threat, and every insult to his person and honor I hurled at him, he remained ever calm and entreating.
*Eugene scoffed in disbelief.*
He even stated that he would raise no hand against you or the guard, provided that you did not attack first. He spoke of you all... of you, my love... in such a demeaning manner, yet because I value you --and despite his own mockery of that fact-- he actually offered safety. From his person, at least.
*He stared at his hands.*
Ever since I came to understand who I am, I have lived with the knowledge that my life would be forfeit were Geno to ever appear. And yet, now, he has appeared, and he acts in a way I find absolutely unexpected in light of his heinous deeds...
[The Empress' voice dripped with derision thick enough to cut with a blade as she pulled away from Eugene just long enough to check outside the window.]
With the eventual condition, of course, that we become subservient to him, complicit in his cruelties, yes? Even if he did not say so aloud, such an alteration is inevitable with men who believe they should rule above all. He could never leave us alone forever.
[As she turned back to Eugene, the Empress saw his expression as he stared at his hands, and her disgust washed away instantly, replaced by relief touched with sadness. Reaching out, she took his hands in hers, raising them to her lips and laying a soft kiss on the back and palm.]
And yet he has left you not only alive, but with what may be called the closest thing to favor he has to offer. As obscene as such a thing is... I am still thankful that you remain with me, my love.
[Geno could lay whatever insult he wished on her name, she did not care. Who she was, he did not have the right to define for her, so his comments meant nothing. As long as he left her love alive and in her arms.]
He certainly seemed to believe that I would join him of my own accord, in time.
*He scoffed.*
The arrogance of that man... he truly thinks that I shall eventually see the world as he does.
*He smirked to himself.*
That being said, he has made several fatal errors. He is unaware, for example, that you are no longer entirely mortal yourself... and what he is unaware of can harm him, can it not?
*If Geno thought he could rob Eugene of his humanity by the eventual removal of Mizuki, he had another thing coming.*
So he forgets that you, being created of his very self, are every fibre as stubborn and proud as he.
[That same pride burned in her own chest as the Empress reached up and caressed her beloved's cheek, letting her fingers thread into his hair. Her thumb brushed the upturned corner of his smirking lips.]
Then he shall be sorely disappointed. We compromised once. Never again. I know you will not betray our people, nor will I betray you.
[That one moment of weakness that had led to sparring turned wrong was far behind them now. Compromise was no longer on the table.
Strategy, however, that was another thing entirely.
At the mention of her apparent immortality, the Empress smiled, eyes darkening slightly.]
If all that I have suffered was meant to make me yet another eternal thorn in his side, then so be it, I shall suffer it again if I must and return again and again if it means his desires are never fulfilled. Just tell me that if such a future is our doom, that you will be by my side to face it.
Hmm. I had never considered that my similarities to him could very much be a positive, as much as they are a negative...
I had thought he would know what to expect, having slain so many of his alternates... but it is perhaps for that reason that he has no basis of understanding.
*It is in Geno's nature to strike swiftly and completely, leaving them no moment with which to strike back. Without any meaningful interaction, he would never truly grasp how he acted from without...*
*He returned to the present, however, when Mizuki touched his cheek. Taking her hand, he kissed it reverently.*
My Empress, it does not matter what shall be our path into the future. You shall not walk it alone, for I will stay by your side. I could no sooner abandon you than I could remove a limb from my body.
My love, you could never deny that you and he are the same flesh. You share so many traits, like your pride, your temper, your desire to explore and to know, and the ease with which you bear authority. But you, beloved, have tempered them with moderation and humility, content with what you have, while he has become a glutton, consuming all and wanting more.
These traits are nothing to be ashamed of simply for sharing their core with him. Indeed, I confess, they are what make me love you.
[As he kissed her hand then, she pulled Eugene up and caught his lips in hers for a moment. Just a small reminder. I know you. I love you.]
And I will stay by yours, no matter the cost.
[They released each other after a few seconds, and she moved instead to shut the curtains entirely, despising the feeling of being watched that had been crawling up her spine since Geno left. That done, and the feeling lifting a bit, she started pouring a bit of tea to relax them both.
Strange, that their greatest enemy had just made a brazen show of invading her territory, and yet not ten minutes later they were both here, in love and drinking tea... A surreal situation indeed...]
Tell me... Do you know why he gave you such favor, and why we were included? Did he feel generous enough to say?
*Eugene shook his head at first, before pausing, an inquisitive look on his face.*
... Not directly. Yet, he made several references to my being of his blood, and "made in his image."
*Merely saying the words felt bitter on his tongue. Geno may have been immortal, yet he was still a man. To make such a god-like claim... it made him despise the man even more.*
If I were to put forth an idea... it would seem as though he believes myself and Odette to be more important than the common man, due to being created from his very genetic code. If he sees us as a part of himself, well... he is a very particular man about his own being. It irked him when I made light of his imperfect appearance, though he hid it well.
To a man such as that, to scar us in any way would be akin to removing a limb. Or perhaps more accurately, to chipping a nail. An imperfection he could not abide.
*He scoffed.*
Though with our similarities, his proposal to rule beneath him alongside Odette seems particularly laughable. Invulnerable though he may be, I personally would not take the constant unrest of potential betrayal in my "perfect" kingdom.
*Eugene did laugh, then. It felt like a relief.*
Why, of all the things! He even presumed that it was you who I had taken as MY consort! He would never even imagine the truth of our relationship! Imagine, perhaps, if learning the accurate picture sent him into a state of shock! T'would be a fantastic strategy indeed!
Not heard, unfortunately, the distance was too great. But the moment Geno had brazenly stepped unmasked on her grounds to intercept Eugene within sight of the central lake, the Empress had heard of it from the caverns below. It had taken all her dedicated strength not to rush up and strike him then for his insolence, but that would have been pointless, and likely ended in her death. Again.
Instead she had waited, torn between fear and fury, watching. Watching the two circle each other at bladepoint, speaking words she could neither hear nor read on their lips. When Eugene broke away, resuming his patrol, and Geno vanished as he had arrived, she waited again, allowing Eugene the rest of his rounds to think. Clearly the danger was not imminent. She had patience, and she trusted Eugene.
Once her lover had returned and disappeared into their bedroom, the Empress left the caverns, restraining herself from running so as not to alert the Guard, and headed to meet him there. Eugene seemed deep in thought as she entered behind him, so in this quiet, private space, she slipped her arms around his waist, silently thanking the gods that she was still allowed to do so.]
... I saw him, my love. He did not come to harm you?...
No. And that puzzles me to no end.
*Eugene raised his head to look at her eye to eye.*
He wished for me to join him. And despite every barb, every threat, and every insult to his person and honor I hurled at him, he remained ever calm and entreating.
*Eugene scoffed in disbelief.*
He even stated that he would raise no hand against you or the guard, provided that you did not attack first. He spoke of you all... of you, my love... in such a demeaning manner, yet because I value you --and despite his own mockery of that fact-- he actually offered safety. From his person, at least.
*He stared at his hands.*
Ever since I came to understand who I am, I have lived with the knowledge that my life would be forfeit were Geno to ever appear. And yet, now, he has appeared, and he acts in a way I find absolutely unexpected in light of his heinous deeds...
[The Empress' voice dripped with derision thick enough to cut with a blade as she pulled away from Eugene just long enough to check outside the window.]
With the eventual condition, of course, that we become subservient to him, complicit in his cruelties, yes? Even if he did not say so aloud, such an alteration is inevitable with men who believe they should rule above all. He could never leave us alone forever.
[As she turned back to Eugene, the Empress saw his expression as he stared at his hands, and her disgust washed away instantly, replaced by relief touched with sadness. Reaching out, she took his hands in hers, raising them to her lips and laying a soft kiss on the back and palm.]
And yet he has left you not only alive, but with what may be called the closest thing to favor he has to offer. As obscene as such a thing is... I am still thankful that you remain with me, my love.
[Geno could lay whatever insult he wished on her name, she did not care. Who she was, he did not have the right to define for her, so his comments meant nothing. As long as he left her love alive and in her arms.]
He certainly seemed to believe that I would join him of my own accord, in time.
*He scoffed.*
The arrogance of that man... he truly thinks that I shall eventually see the world as he does.
*He smirked to himself.*
That being said, he has made several fatal errors. He is unaware, for example, that you are no longer entirely mortal yourself... and what he is unaware of can harm him, can it not?
*If Geno thought he could rob Eugene of his humanity by the eventual removal of Mizuki, he had another thing coming.*
So he forgets that you, being created of his very self, are every fibre as stubborn and proud as he.
[That same pride burned in her own chest as the Empress reached up and caressed her beloved's cheek, letting her fingers thread into his hair. Her thumb brushed the upturned corner of his smirking lips.]
Then he shall be sorely disappointed. We compromised once. Never again. I know you will not betray our people, nor will I betray you.
[That one moment of weakness that had led to sparring turned wrong was far behind them now. Compromise was no longer on the table.
Strategy, however, that was another thing entirely.
At the mention of her apparent immortality, the Empress smiled, eyes darkening slightly.]
If all that I have suffered was meant to make me yet another eternal thorn in his side, then so be it, I shall suffer it again if I must and return again and again if it means his desires are never fulfilled. Just tell me that if such a future is our doom, that you will be by my side to face it.
Hmm. I had never considered that my similarities to him could very much be a positive, as much as they are a negative...
I had thought he would know what to expect, having slain so many of his alternates... but it is perhaps for that reason that he has no basis of understanding.
*It is in Geno's nature to strike swiftly and completely, leaving them no moment with which to strike back. Without any meaningful interaction, he would never truly grasp how he acted from without...*
*He returned to the present, however, when Mizuki touched his cheek. Taking her hand, he kissed it reverently.*
My Empress, it does not matter what shall be our path into the future. You shall not walk it alone, for I will stay by your side. I could no sooner abandon you than I could remove a limb from my body.
Not heard, unfortunately, the distance was too great. But the moment Geno had brazenly stepped unmasked on her grounds to intercept Eugene within sight of the central lake, the Empress had heard of it from the caverns below. It had taken all her dedicated strength not to rush up and strike him then for his insolence, but that would have been pointless, and likely ended in her death. Again.
Instead she had waited, torn between fear and fury, watching. Watching the two circle each other at bladepoint, speaking words she could neither hear nor read on their lips. When Eugene broke away, resuming his patrol, and Geno vanished as he had arrived, she waited again, allowing Eugene the rest of his rounds to think. Clearly the danger was not imminent. She had patience, and she trusted Eugene.
Once her lover had returned and disappeared into their bedroom, the Empress left the caverns, restraining herself from running so as not to alert the Guard, and headed to meet him there. Eugene seemed deep in thought as she entered behind him, so in this quiet, private space, she slipped her arms around his waist, silently thanking the gods that she was still allowed to do so.]
... I saw him, my love. He did not come to harm you?...
No. And that puzzles me to no end.
*Eugene raised his head to look at her eye to eye.*
He wished for me to join him. And despite every barb, every threat, and every insult to his person and honor I hurled at him, he remained ever calm and entreating.
*Eugene scoffed in disbelief.*
He even stated that he would raise no hand against you or the guard, provided that you did not attack first. He spoke of you all... of you, my love... in such a demeaning manner, yet because I value you --and despite his own mockery of that fact-- he actually offered safety. From his person, at least.
*He stared at his hands.*
Ever since I came to understand who I am, I have lived with the knowledge that my life would be forfeit were Geno to ever appear. And yet, now, he has appeared, and he acts in a way I find absolutely unexpected in light of his heinous deeds...
[The Empress' voice dripped with derision thick enough to cut with a blade as she pulled away from Eugene just long enough to check outside the window.]
With the eventual condition, of course, that we become subservient to him, complicit in his cruelties, yes? Even if he did not say so aloud, such an alteration is inevitable with men who believe they should rule above all. He could never leave us alone forever.
[As she turned back to Eugene, the Empress saw his expression as he stared at his hands, and her disgust washed away instantly, replaced by relief touched with sadness. Reaching out, she took his hands in hers, raising them to her lips and laying a soft kiss on the back and palm.]
And yet he has left you not only alive, but with what may be called the closest thing to favor he has to offer. As obscene as such a thing is... I am still thankful that you remain with me, my love.
[Geno could lay whatever insult he wished on her name, she did not care. Who she was, he did not have the right to define for her, so his comments meant nothing. As long as he left her love alive and in her arms.]
He certainly seemed to believe that I would join him of my own accord, in time.
*He scoffed.*
The arrogance of that man... he truly thinks that I shall eventually see the world as he does.
*He smirked to himself.*
That being said, he has made several fatal errors. He is unaware, for example, that you are no longer entirely mortal yourself... and what he is unaware of can harm him, can it not?
*If Geno thought he could rob Eugene of his humanity by the eventual removal of Mizuki, he had another thing coming.*
Not heard, unfortunately, the distance was too great. But the moment Geno had brazenly stepped unmasked on her grounds to intercept Eugene within sight of the central lake, the Empress had heard of it from the caverns below. It had taken all her dedicated strength not to rush up and strike him then for his insolence, but that would have been pointless, and likely ended in her death. Again.
Instead she had waited, torn between fear and fury, watching. Watching the two circle each other at bladepoint, speaking words she could neither hear nor read on their lips. When Eugene broke away, resuming his patrol, and Geno vanished as he had arrived, she waited again, allowing Eugene the rest of his rounds to think. Clearly the danger was not imminent. She had patience, and she trusted Eugene.
Once her lover had returned and disappeared into their bedroom, the Empress left the caverns, restraining herself from running so as not to alert the Guard, and headed to meet him there. Eugene seemed deep in thought as she entered behind him, so in this quiet, private space, she slipped her arms around his waist, silently thanking the gods that she was still allowed to do so.]
... I saw him, my love. He did not come to harm you?...
No. And that puzzles me to no end.
*Eugene raised his head to look at her eye to eye.*
He wished for me to join him. And despite every barb, every threat, and every insult to his person and honor I hurled at him, he remained ever calm and entreating.
*Eugene scoffed in disbelief.*
He even stated that he would raise no hand against you or the guard, provided that you did not attack first. He spoke of you all... of you, my love... in such a demeaning manner, yet because I value you --and despite his own mockery of that fact-- he actually offered safety. From his person, at least.
*He stared at his hands.*
Ever since I came to understand who I am, I have lived with the knowledge that my life would be forfeit were Geno to ever appear. And yet, now, he has appeared, and he acts in a way I find absolutely unexpected in light of his heinous deeds...
[Geno had several plans spinning in midair at the moment. Dark Voyager was making a nuisance of himself-- purposefully, of course. Either he could defeat the Voyager in spectacular display of his prowess, or he could "convert" him to his side. For the good of reality, naturally.]
[But now that his status was out in the open, he had other goals in mind that were more pressing. After looking back over the Imagined Order's scattered reports across the past two years, he finally found what he was looking for... the only verified sighting of the Ageless Champion.]
[It had been by Kor, interestingly enough. She had come into conflict with him over her pursuit of some looper she had been tracking since the fall of the Order. A rather embarrassing failure on such an otherwise spotless record, but that was hardly a priority now. More interesting, he had been accompanied by... the Empress Mizuki.]
[He smiled. Now everything made sense. The Ageless was working directly with the River Guard in some capacity. If he wanted to find him... he now knew how.]
[Geno had lived with the Oathbound Empire for a long time before his adventures. He knew their patrolling schedule like the back of his hand, the patterns employed, the methods used to cover ground. The River Guard were currently stationed at Golden Grove, so...]
[A single tap of his new rift device-- courtesy of some successful "experimentation"-- and he arrived with a crack in the woods to the west of the POI... a few feet away from the Ageless, shock evident in his face.]
[It lasted for a split second, however, as the man leapt to action, his blade immediately at Geno's throat.]
Come now, Champion. You an I are both aware that not even your blade can hope to pierce me. Now sheath your sword and let us talk, man to man, as we did in the timeline that never was.
[He raised his hands.]
Will you take my word of honor that I mean you no harm?
*Eugene's arm trembled, but he did not lower his sword.*
If you recall that conversation, then you would do well to recall what you said on that day. "Honor is for the small." So no, I will not take you at your word.
*He looked at Geno, anger and fear warring on his face in equal measure.*
I had heard how your cover has been blown. Another failed plan. Is this why you come to find me now? To destroy me, now that we both stand in a time where you can without impacting the timeline?
So you do remember. This is good. That means you know that I think of you as a child... as my son. Far be it from me to inflict any harm upon my children. You are in my image, after all... and there is no greater sin than the mar perfection.
[He began to walk, Eugene's sword following his every step.]
You used many words to describe my rule over the island. Cruel. Petty. Unjust. All oversimplifications. All forgetting one very important detail... The peace that I brought. The peace that was shattered by the Seven and their allies.
[He shook his head.]
You were to have a perfected island, when the time came for you to arrive. Instead, you were given a desolate patchwork of lands and renegades. I suppose I cannot fault you from turning from your destiny, at the sight of that...
I want no part in a destiny built on destroying the lives of the weak. And it was not even to be mine! I have heard the words of the Riftwarden, Shapeless Man. Your plans were ever for my replacement, to use my body as a vessel for your mind.
*Eugene grit his teeth.*
You are a monster. And here you stand, no longer beautiful. To speak of perfection, your own has been marred. Did you hold that against your daughter, then? Is that why she had to die?
You were an emperor, my Champion. Heir to emperors that existed long before you, before even me. How do you suppose it was built? Your life has always been supported by the weak, run on wheels that ground them underfoot. You have no moral high ground to take.
At least I accept that there are sacrifices that must be made for peaceful rule. I am quite certain your Empress knows this to be true.
[He paused, and looked at the nearby pond.]
How many did she slay to secure her position? How many deserved it? Have you ever considered that?
[At the mention of his current appearance, Geno's expression twisted for a moment into rage, before becoming placid again.]
I do not blame Imagined. I blame that feral creature she had allowed into her heart, among other places. Her death was avoidable up until she attempted to doom me.
[He thought for a moment.]
Though I shall say, the experience of being completely dissolved... of feeling your every atom be destroyed into individual parts, and then further... it was a feeling unlike any other. Exquisite in its sheer agony, though I hope you never have need to experience it.
*The more they spoke, the more Eugene felt the initial fear rolling away, replaced by... irritation. Here he stood, his originator, a cruel destroyer of worlds and lives by the thousands. Yet he was waxing poetic about his own death. It was so pretentious and ridiculous that Eugene couldn't help but laugh.*
If that was so interesting, perhaps you should launch yourself into a black hole, or spend a lifetime adrift in a dead reality. Mayhaps that would give you some passing spark of interest.
You have no right to lecture me about values you hold not yourself. If honor is so ridiculous, than why care if I do not possess it? If justice is cheap, then what care you if it is given? In attempting to devalue that which is good, that which is pure, that which is righteous, good, wholesome, holy or worthy of praise, you only show that it has value you choose to reject.
*He shook his head.*
A million lives, and yet you are not wise. A million experiences, and yet you are a petty fool. You are no majestic ruler, no conquering warrior. I see you now. You are a pitiful old man, grasping at that which you cannot possess, which you would not be satisfied with even if you could.
*Eugene scoffed, and retracted his sword, folding his arms over his chest.*
Very well, speak. I shall listen to what you have to say, and then I shall listen no more.
[A knife of rage passed through Geno. Him, be pitied by a man with all the privilege in the world, who had instead decided to give it all up!? To become a servant to another? What insolence!]
[He had all the power he needed to get all the power he desired! He would repair his face, repair his island, and have it all!]
[Geno breathed out the anger. Yes. He would have it all. And this ungrateful child would see his way, and would join him. That was certain.]
... It does you no favor to live among mortals. Their existence is but a speck upon yours. What shall you do next? Shall you empathize with an ant? Shall you mourn a pet, whose lifespan is so far beneath yours it is laughable?
What shall you have after a hundred years? A thousand? None but your sister. None but I.
[He shook his head.]
Perhaps you have not yet lived long enough. You are fascinating... if naive.
I had hoped to sway you to my cause. To let you make up for your dishonor in denying me my original return. If you will not do that... then very well. You may do as you please for now.
But the day shall come when I stand triumphant, and you shall join me then... or I shall take you by force until you wish to kneel at my side.
[Geno smirked.]
I suppose, all spoken, you could choose worse than you have, after all. An Empress? Even one in disgrace? A worthy consort indeed. When you join me by the end, perhaps you may even keep her, for however long she has left.
*Eugene's eyes flashed, but he held his tongue. Geno wished to gain some form of satisfaction from this encounter? He would provide him none.*
Whatever I have shall be what I make of it, and it will have no bearing with your desires. The world exists outside of you, it does not serve you, and so long as there is one person who recognizes this, your victory shall be forever incomplete.
So, I suppose we should both await that day you speak of... though the outcome may not be so simple as you hope for.
*With a frown, he activated his helmet, pulling it over his face.*
Now, if you are quite finished, I shall finish my patrol. Unlike you, I have a responsibility to those other than myself, and I take it seriously.
[He could smite this arrogant child with a flick of his wrist. He could collapse this entire place into a single point, and plunge he and all he loved into agony.]
[But before the Ageless put back his helmet, Geno saw a look in his eyes that he recognized from the many times he had looked in a mirror... cold, uncaring determination towards his goal. How... interesting.]
[Destroying him would prove no point, not with his plans so close to completion. Even attacking those he cared about would earn him nothing. He could be patient. He could wait. A few decades was nothing to eternity, after all.]
If you are thus determined... then very well. You cannot hope to stop me, and I have no desire at this time to harm you.
Enjoy your playthings. Watch as they wither away and decay while you remain... pristine. Perfect. Ever the image of your creator. When the death and lonliness and the imperfection becomes too much to bear, I shall be there, waiting, basking in the light of my glorious rule.
[Geno smirked.]
If you apologize, I shall not even speak of how I told you the day would come.
[As he turned, he held up a hand.]
As a token of my goodwill, I shall not make any attempt to break your toys. But I make no promises if they move to attack me, first.
I assume we understand each other. On that front, at least.
[Geno had several plans spinning in midair at the moment. Dark Voyager was making a nuisance of himself-- purposefully, of course. Either he could defeat the Voyager in spectacular display of his prowess, or he could "convert" him to his side. For the good of reality, naturally.]
[But now that his status was out in the open, he had other goals in mind that were more pressing. After looking back over the Imagined Order's scattered reports across the past two years, he finally found what he was looking for... the only verified sighting of the Ageless Champion.]
[It had been by Kor, interestingly enough. She had come into conflict with him over her pursuit of some looper she had been tracking since the fall of the Order. A rather embarrassing failure on such an otherwise spotless record, but that was hardly a priority now. More interesting, he had been accompanied by... the Empress Mizuki.]
[He smiled. Now everything made sense. The Ageless was working directly with the River Guard in some capacity. If he wanted to find him... he now knew how.]
[Geno had lived with the Oathbound Empire for a long time before his adventures. He knew their patrolling schedule like the back of his hand, the patterns employed, the methods used to cover ground. The River Guard were currently stationed at Golden Grove, so...]
[A single tap of his new rift device-- courtesy of some successful "experimentation"-- and he arrived with a crack in the woods to the west of the POI... a few feet away from the Ageless, shock evident in his face.]
[It lasted for a split second, however, as the man leapt to action, his blade immediately at Geno's throat.]
Come now, Champion. You an I are both aware that not even your blade can hope to pierce me. Now sheath your sword and let us talk, man to man, as we did in the timeline that never was.
[He raised his hands.]
Will you take my word of honor that I mean you no harm?
*Eugene's arm trembled, but he did not lower his sword.*
If you recall that conversation, then you would do well to recall what you said on that day. "Honor is for the small." So no, I will not take you at your word.
*He looked at Geno, anger and fear warring on his face in equal measure.*
I had heard how your cover has been blown. Another failed plan. Is this why you come to find me now? To destroy me, now that we both stand in a time where you can without impacting the timeline?
So you do remember. This is good. That means you know that I think of you as a child... as my son. Far be it from me to inflict any harm upon my children. You are in my image, after all... and there is no greater sin than the mar perfection.
[He began to walk, Eugene's sword following his every step.]
You used many words to describe my rule over the island. Cruel. Petty. Unjust. All oversimplifications. All forgetting one very important detail... The peace that I brought. The peace that was shattered by the Seven and their allies.
[He shook his head.]
You were to have a perfected island, when the time came for you to arrive. Instead, you were given a desolate patchwork of lands and renegades. I suppose I cannot fault you from turning from your destiny, at the sight of that...
I want no part in a destiny built on destroying the lives of the weak. And it was not even to be mine! I have heard the words of the Riftwarden, Shapeless Man. Your plans were ever for my replacement, to use my body as a vessel for your mind.
*Eugene grit his teeth.*
You are a monster. And here you stand, no longer beautiful. To speak of perfection, your own has been marred. Did you hold that against your daughter, then? Is that why she had to die?
You were an emperor, my Champion. Heir to emperors that existed long before you, before even me. How do you suppose it was built? Your life has always been supported by the weak, run on wheels that ground them underfoot. You have no moral high ground to take.
At least I accept that there are sacrifices that must be made for peaceful rule. I am quite certain your Empress knows this to be true.
[He paused, and looked at the nearby pond.]
How many did she slay to secure her position? How many deserved it? Have you ever considered that?
[At the mention of his current appearance, Geno's expression twisted for a moment into rage, before becoming placid again.]
I do not blame Imagined. I blame that feral creature she had allowed into her heart, among other places. Her death was avoidable up until she attempted to doom me.
[He thought for a moment.]
Though I shall say, the experience of being completely dissolved... of feeling your every atom be destroyed into individual parts, and then further... it was a feeling unlike any other. Exquisite in its sheer agony, though I hope you never have need to experience it.
*The more they spoke, the more Eugene felt the initial fear rolling away, replaced by... irritation. Here he stood, his originator, a cruel destroyer of worlds and lives by the thousands. Yet he was waxing poetic about his own death. It was so pretentious and ridiculous that Eugene couldn't help but laugh.*
If that was so interesting, perhaps you should launch yourself into a black hole, or spend a lifetime adrift in a dead reality. Mayhaps that would give you some passing spark of interest.
You have no right to lecture me about values you hold not yourself. If honor is so ridiculous, than why care if I do not possess it? If justice is cheap, then what care you if it is given? In attempting to devalue that which is good, that which is pure, that which is righteous, good, wholesome, holy or worthy of praise, you only show that it has value you choose to reject.
*He shook his head.*
A million lives, and yet you are not wise. A million experiences, and yet you are a petty fool. You are no majestic ruler, no conquering warrior. I see you now. You are a pitiful old man, grasping at that which you cannot possess, which you would not be satisfied with even if you could.
*Eugene scoffed, and retracted his sword, folding his arms over his chest.*
Very well, speak. I shall listen to what you have to say, and then I shall listen no more.
[A knife of rage passed through Geno. Him, be pitied by a man with all the privilege in the world, who had instead decided to give it all up!? To become a servant to another? What insolence!]
[He had all the power he needed to get all the power he desired! He would repair his face, repair his island, and have it all!]
[Geno breathed out the anger. Yes. He would have it all. And this ungrateful child would see his way, and would join him. That was certain.]
... It does you no favor to live among mortals. Their existence is but a speck upon yours. What shall you do next? Shall you empathize with an ant? Shall you mourn a pet, whose lifespan is so far beneath yours it is laughable?
What shall you have after a hundred years? A thousand? None but your sister. None but I.
[He shook his head.]
Perhaps you have not yet lived long enough. You are fascinating... if naive.
I had hoped to sway you to my cause. To let you make up for your dishonor in denying me my original return. If you will not do that... then very well. You may do as you please for now.
But the day shall come when I stand triumphant, and you shall join me then... or I shall take you by force until you wish to kneel at my side.
[Geno smirked.]
I suppose, all spoken, you could choose worse than you have, after all. An Empress? Even one in disgrace? A worthy consort indeed. When you join me by the end, perhaps you may even keep her, for however long she has left.
*Eugene's eyes flashed, but he held his tongue. Geno wished to gain some form of satisfaction from this encounter? He would provide him none.*
Whatever I have shall be what I make of it, and it will have no bearing with your desires. The world exists outside of you, it does not serve you, and so long as there is one person who recognizes this, your victory shall be forever incomplete.
So, I suppose we should both await that day you speak of... though the outcome may not be so simple as you hope for.
*With a frown, he activated his helmet, pulling it over his face.*
Now, if you are quite finished, I shall finish my patrol. Unlike you, I have a responsibility to those other than myself, and I take it seriously.
[Geno had several plans spinning in midair at the moment. Dark Voyager was making a nuisance of himself-- purposefully, of course. Either he could defeat the Voyager in spectacular display of his prowess, or he could "convert" him to his side. For the good of reality, naturally.]
[But now that his status was out in the open, he had other goals in mind that were more pressing. After looking back over the Imagined Order's scattered reports across the past two years, he finally found what he was looking for... the only verified sighting of the Ageless Champion.]
[It had been by Kor, interestingly enough. She had come into conflict with him over her pursuit of some looper she had been tracking since the fall of the Order. A rather embarrassing failure on such an otherwise spotless record, but that was hardly a priority now. More interesting, he had been accompanied by... the Empress Mizuki.]
[He smiled. Now everything made sense. The Ageless was working directly with the River Guard in some capacity. If he wanted to find him... he now knew how.]
[Geno had lived with the Oathbound Empire for a long time before his adventures. He knew their patrolling schedule like the back of his hand, the patterns employed, the methods used to cover ground. The River Guard were currently stationed at Golden Grove, so...]
[A single tap of his new rift device-- courtesy of some successful "experimentation"-- and he arrived with a crack in the woods to the west of the POI... a few feet away from the Ageless, shock evident in his face.]
[It lasted for a split second, however, as the man leapt to action, his blade immediately at Geno's throat.]
Come now, Champion. You an I are both aware that not even your blade can hope to pierce me. Now sheath your sword and let us talk, man to man, as we did in the timeline that never was.
[He raised his hands.]
Will you take my word of honor that I mean you no harm?
*Eugene's arm trembled, but he did not lower his sword.*
If you recall that conversation, then you would do well to recall what you said on that day. "Honor is for the small." So no, I will not take you at your word.
*He looked at Geno, anger and fear warring on his face in equal measure.*
I had heard how your cover has been blown. Another failed plan. Is this why you come to find me now? To destroy me, now that we both stand in a time where you can without impacting the timeline?
So you do remember. This is good. That means you know that I think of you as a child... as my son. Far be it from me to inflict any harm upon my children. You are in my image, after all... and there is no greater sin than the mar perfection.
[He began to walk, Eugene's sword following his every step.]
You used many words to describe my rule over the island. Cruel. Petty. Unjust. All oversimplifications. All forgetting one very important detail... The peace that I brought. The peace that was shattered by the Seven and their allies.
[He shook his head.]
You were to have a perfected island, when the time came for you to arrive. Instead, you were given a desolate patchwork of lands and renegades. I suppose I cannot fault you from turning from your destiny, at the sight of that...
I want no part in a destiny built on destroying the lives of the weak. And it was not even to be mine! I have heard the words of the Riftwarden, Shapeless Man. Your plans were ever for my replacement, to use my body as a vessel for your mind.
*Eugene grit his teeth.*
You are a monster. And here you stand, no longer beautiful. To speak of perfection, your own has been marred. Did you hold that against your daughter, then? Is that why she had to die?
You were an emperor, my Champion. Heir to emperors that existed long before you, before even me. How do you suppose it was built? Your life has always been supported by the weak, run on wheels that ground them underfoot. You have no moral high ground to take.
At least I accept that there are sacrifices that must be made for peaceful rule. I am quite certain your Empress knows this to be true.
[He paused, and looked at the nearby pond.]
How many did she slay to secure her position? How many deserved it? Have you ever considered that?
[At the mention of his current appearance, Geno's expression twisted for a moment into rage, before becoming placid again.]
I do not blame Imagined. I blame that feral creature she had allowed into her heart, among other places. Her death was avoidable up until she attempted to doom me.
[He thought for a moment.]
Though I shall say, the experience of being completely dissolved... of feeling your every atom be destroyed into individual parts, and then further... it was a feeling unlike any other. Exquisite in its sheer agony, though I hope you never have need to experience it.
*The more they spoke, the more Eugene felt the initial fear rolling away, replaced by... irritation. Here he stood, his originator, a cruel destroyer of worlds and lives by the thousands. Yet he was waxing poetic about his own death. It was so pretentious and ridiculous that Eugene couldn't help but laugh.*
If that was so interesting, perhaps you should launch yourself into a black hole, or spend a lifetime adrift in a dead reality. Mayhaps that would give you some passing spark of interest.
You have no right to lecture me about values you hold not yourself. If honor is so ridiculous, than why care if I do not possess it? If justice is cheap, then what care you if it is given? In attempting to devalue that which is good, that which is pure, that which is righteous, good, wholesome, holy or worthy of praise, you only show that it has value you choose to reject.
*He shook his head.*
A million lives, and yet you are not wise. A million experiences, and yet you are a petty fool. You are no majestic ruler, no conquering warrior. I see you now. You are a pitiful old man, grasping at that which you cannot possess, which you would not be satisfied with even if you could.
*Eugene scoffed, and retracted his sword, folding his arms over his chest.*
Very well, speak. I shall listen to what you have to say, and then I shall listen no more.
[Geno had several plans spinning in midair at the moment. Dark Voyager was making a nuisance of himself-- purposefully, of course. Either he could defeat the Voyager in spectacular display of his prowess, or he could "convert" him to his side. For the good of reality, naturally.]
[But now that his status was out in the open, he had other goals in mind that were more pressing. After looking back over the Imagined Order's scattered reports across the past two years, he finally found what he was looking for... the only verified sighting of the Ageless Champion.]
[It had been by Kor, interestingly enough. She had come into conflict with him over her pursuit of some looper she had been tracking since the fall of the Order. A rather embarrassing failure on such an otherwise spotless record, but that was hardly a priority now. More interesting, he had been accompanied by... the Empress Mizuki.]
[He smiled. Now everything made sense. The Ageless was working directly with the River Guard in some capacity. If he wanted to find him... he now knew how.]
[Geno had lived with the Oathbound Empire for a long time before his adventures. He knew their patrolling schedule like the back of his hand, the patterns employed, the methods used to cover ground. The River Guard were currently stationed at Golden Grove, so...]
[A single tap of his new rift device-- courtesy of some successful "experimentation"-- and he arrived with a crack in the woods to the west of the POI... a few feet away from the Ageless, shock evident in his face.]
[It lasted for a split second, however, as the man leapt to action, his blade immediately at Geno's throat.]
Come now, Champion. You an I are both aware that not even your blade can hope to pierce me. Now sheath your sword and let us talk, man to man, as we did in the timeline that never was.
[He raised his hands.]
Will you take my word of honor that I mean you no harm?
*Eugene's arm trembled, but he did not lower his sword.*
If you recall that conversation, then you would do well to recall what you said on that day. "Honor is for the small." So no, I will not take you at your word.
*He looked at Geno, anger and fear warring on his face in equal measure.*
I had heard how your cover has been blown. Another failed plan. Is this why you come to find me now? To destroy me, now that we both stand in a time where you can without impacting the timeline?
So you do remember. This is good. That means you know that I think of you as a child... as my son. Far be it from me to inflict any harm upon my children. You are in my image, after all... and there is no greater sin than the mar perfection.
[He began to walk, Eugene's sword following his every step.]
You used many words to describe my rule over the island. Cruel. Petty. Unjust. All oversimplifications. All forgetting one very important detail... The peace that I brought. The peace that was shattered by the Seven and their allies.
[He shook his head.]
You were to have a perfected island, when the time came for you to arrive. Instead, you were given a desolate patchwork of lands and renegades. I suppose I cannot fault you from turning from your destiny, at the sight of that...
I want no part in a destiny built on destroying the lives of the weak. And it was not even to be mine! I have heard the words of the Riftwarden, Shapeless Man. Your plans were ever for my replacement, to use my body as a vessel for your mind.
*Eugene grit his teeth.*
You are a monster. And here you stand, no longer beautiful. To speak of perfection, your own has been marred. Did you hold that against your daughter, then? Is that why she had to die?
[Geno had several plans spinning in midair at the moment. Dark Voyager was making a nuisance of himself-- purposefully, of course. Either he could defeat the Voyager in spectacular display of his prowess, or he could "convert" him to his side. For the good of reality, naturally.]
[But now that his status was out in the open, he had other goals in mind that were more pressing. After looking back over the Imagined Order's scattered reports across the past two years, he finally found what he was looking for... the only verified sighting of the Ageless Champion.]
[It had been by Kor, interestingly enough. She had come into conflict with him over her pursuit of some looper she had been tracking since the fall of the Order. A rather embarrassing failure on such an otherwise spotless record, but that was hardly a priority now. More interesting, he had been accompanied by... the Empress Mizuki.]
[He smiled. Now everything made sense. The Ageless was working directly with the River Guard in some capacity. If he wanted to find him... he now knew how.]
[Geno had lived with the Oathbound Empire for a long time before his adventures. He knew their patrolling schedule like the back of his hand, the patterns employed, the methods used to cover ground. The River Guard were currently stationed at Golden Grove, so...]
[A single tap of his new rift device-- courtesy of some successful "experimentation"-- and he arrived with a crack in the woods to the west of the POI... a few feet away from the Ageless, shock evident in his face.]
[It lasted for a split second, however, as the man leapt to action, his blade immediately at Geno's throat.]
Come now, Champion. You an I are both aware that not even your blade can hope to pierce me. Now sheath your sword and let us talk, man to man, as we did in the timeline that never was.
[He raised his hands.]
Will you take my word of honor that I mean you no harm?
*Eugene's arm trembled, but he did not lower his sword.*
If you recall that conversation, then you would do well to recall what you said on that day. "Honor is for the small." So no, I will not take you at your word.
*He looked at Geno, anger and fear warring on his face in equal measure.*
I had heard how your cover has been blown. Another failed plan. Is this why you come to find me now? To destroy me, now that we both stand in a time where you can without impacting the timeline?
*The past month had been nothing short of stressful and taxing for the entirety of the River Guard... but especially so for their Empress.*
* @the-oathbound-champion knew the danger that threatened them even now... but he was now encountering the reality that he absolutely hated to see his beloved in so much distress. He determined that he would find some way to help her relax.*
*As she had finished one of her meetings, and the two of them were alone, Eugene left his normal position to stand behind her throne and began to massage her shoulders.*
My Empress... you have been working and training nonstop since your meeting with "Visitor". Such stress as you have been under is hardly good for you... perhaps you might permit me to help you?
[The tension in her back and shoulders melted away under her beloved's precise and firm touch. Sighing, the Empress leaned back until her head rested against Eugene's stomach, closing her eyes. Her hand reached up and behind her until it found his arm, and she trailed her fingers over his sleeve.]
Mmmm... It is difficult to rest when faced with these dark times, my love. Our enemy moves in the shadows... and I fear the day he discovers you.
[Detaching one of his hands from her shoulder, she pressed a kiss to his palm and rested her cheek there, looking up at him.]
Despite this, I have been making a genuine effort to care better for myself. Have I fallen short, beloved?
While you have been sleeping, at least, your body betrays your stress...
*His other hand moved down her back, massaging away at her tight muscles.*
The last thing that any of us would want... that I would want... would be for all of your hard work to be for naught, if your body locked up due to overexertion...
*He stroked his hand up and down her upper back, ever so lightly.*
Perhaps you might take a small holiday down to the healing springs below this place? I would have to accompany you, of course. After all, it would be most rude of me to leave you all by yourself...
[Wincing slightly as some of the knots did not ease without pain, the Empress dropped her gaze in defeat. It was true... Lately her sleep had not been restful, and taking the time to properly care for herself throughout the day didn't quite make up for that.]
I try, my love... I fear my nightmares have returned, and they steal the rest from my sleep.
[Visions of what the Zero Point had shown her had begun to invade her mind again, though they did not so much encroach on the waking world. At least for now. She suspected it had something to do with the Zero Point being openly exposed and whole...
His last comment carried the sly sound of a repressed smile, his touch teasing and warm. Opening her eyes just a little to gaze at Eugene under hooded lashes, Mizuki allowed a coy smile to turn her lips slightly.]
How scandalous! If I did not know better, why, I might think my retainer was trying to seduce me...
[A soak in the healing springs did sound lovely... They could shut the access hatches...]
*Eugene frowned to himself, concern lacing his expression as he watched her head drop.*
I shall see about making sure we have more of that tea that you like for restful sleep. And if there is anything else I can do to help your night be more peaceful, you have but to ask.
*They both had a bad habit of overworking themselves when preparing for oncoming conflicts. Unlike her, he could go without sleep entirely to focus on the tasks before him... but it was Mizuki who was helping him to slowly break that habit. Now, it was his duty, and his pleasure, to help her do the same.*
*He smiled to himself. If it took seeing each other in danger to inspire positive change in themselves, well... at least they were helping each other.*
*However, as her tone shifted, along with her expression, Eugene forced his smile to be withheld. Not because he wanted to hide his emotions, no.*
*He had simply learned, after this half year, that his wife seemed to find their uncustomary arrangement rather... hmm, thrilling.*
Why, I would have to be a fool to suggest such a thing, my Empress. After all, here we are in the midst of your court, and any could pass by and hear if I made such a bold decision as to attempt any sort of sensual charm upon my ruler in broad daylight!
*His face took on a look of complete innocence, as internally he chuckled to himself.*
I simply wish for your health and wellbeing. I do serve at your pleasure, after all...
Can you undo what the Zero Point has done, my love?
[Of course he couldn't. The rhetorical question was just a gentle reminder that the wounds she bore were not a burden he could take from her, and neither were at fault. To accentuate that she had meant it kindly, Mizuki pressed another kiss to Eugene's hand.]
Perhaps we should check my supply of lavender. I do not wish to resort to the sleep tea if I can avoid it... I despise my senses being compromised...
[She had used that tea out of desperation during the period where Vengeance Jones had been with her people for treatment. Hopefully she wouldn't have to use it again.
He was hiding a smile again. Eugene was enjoying this little game. Truthfully, their relationship at this point was an open secret. There was no need for them to pretend otherwise. But hiding the true depth of their intimacy from those around them had become its own form of entertainment between the two.
The possessiveness behind his tone when he called her "my Empress", as well... That feeling of belonging to him was something special, and she wanted to keep that between them.
Slowly standing from her seat, Mizuki trailed her fingers up Eugene's arm and across his back as she circled back towards the access to the caverns.]
Well then, my pleasure is for you to accompany me to the springs.
[Duties could wait. Their enemy could not move at this time. She would be a fool to neglect the very thing she fought to protect. Her love required her attention just as much as her people.]
*Eugene gently kissed her cheek as she passed, aiming to sooth her for even a moment.*
While I cannot undo that, I shall do all in my power to aid in your well-being. I have sworn as much, after all... and it brings me no small amount of joy to do, as well.
*Ah, but it seemed he had been successful in getting her mind in the mood for relaxation. So to speak. As they departed downstairs, he watched Mizuki as she very purposefully shut the access hatches, and locked them.*
*The waters in the caverns teemed with rejuvenating energy, and was quiet and peaceful. Even the splashing of the waterfall only added to the serenity of this place.*
*It was perfect.*
*Eugene gestured towards a soft patch of moss near the edge of the water, as he removed the remainder of his light armor to avoid it getting wet.*
Lay yourself down in a prone position here, my Empress. It should provide ample space for me to continue your massage.
*And continue to to admire her, of course.*
*That said, though they were both in a playful mood, a massage would do wonders to help her loosen up a bit, even of nothing else were to occur.*
[Eugene's kiss sent a blossom of warmth through Mizuki, and she smiled as she walked.]
The same joy that caring for you brings me, beloved.
[With the hatches sealed, she banished the spirits that lingered here with a wave, their giggling chatter amusing her. She wanted absolute privacy, especially if she was going to hand herself over entirely in vulnerability.
The spot Eugene had chosen happened to be underneath the branches of one of the small trees growing down here, pink and purple leaves dusted the mossy embankment where shallow water lazed against the rock.
Discarding her overdress and armor, leaving only the skinsuit, Mizuki eased herself down onto the soft moss with a sigh. The natural magic in the water here permeated everything that grew in it, and she could feel it humming under her fingers. This place was even more alive than Lost Lake.
And Eugene... An ethereal beauty even at the worst of times, he looked positively celestial in this otherworldly ambiance. Like a minor deity caught bathing in the mortal realm...
She was staring, she knew, and she really didn't care. He knew she was staring, and he was deliberately giving her the view, still pretending not to smile as though he were unaware.
Oh, she loved him...
Laying out on the rocks, Mizuki gave Eugene a teasing smile, mischief in her eyes.]
Very well, then. I am in your hands.
[She wanted those beautiful lips to say her name, but right now she was enjoying his service.]
*Eugene hummed lightly, and began to work on her in earnest from this better position. Once upon a time, he had taken up sculpting, but as he loosened and soothed her knotted muscles, he wondered if it was even possible for him to capture her form in all her beauty in any material.*
*Perhaps that would be a challenge for later... it did sound like good fun.*
*His mind returning to the now, he finished along her lower back and, after a moment of consideration, moved on to her calves to work his way up from there.*
Hmm. Tis official, then. If I am to continue training with you, we shall devote time afterwards to a soak in these springs.
*He caught her eye with cheeky expression.*
... Whether or not there are others here. You require better cooling down after our bouts, it would seem.
*Moving up her legs, he hummed again, appreciatively this time.*
*The past month had been nothing short of stressful and taxing for the entirety of the River Guard... but especially so for their Empress.*
* @the-oathbound-champion knew the danger that threatened them even now... but he was now encountering the reality that he absolutely hated to see his beloved in so much distress. He determined that he would find some way to help her relax.*
*As she had finished one of her meetings, and the two of them were alone, Eugene left his normal position to stand behind her throne and began to massage her shoulders.*
My Empress... you have been working and training nonstop since your meeting with "Visitor". Such stress as you have been under is hardly good for you... perhaps you might permit me to help you?
[The tension in her back and shoulders melted away under her beloved's precise and firm touch. Sighing, the Empress leaned back until her head rested against Eugene's stomach, closing her eyes. Her hand reached up and behind her until it found his arm, and she trailed her fingers over his sleeve.]
Mmmm... It is difficult to rest when faced with these dark times, my love. Our enemy moves in the shadows... and I fear the day he discovers you.
[Detaching one of his hands from her shoulder, she pressed a kiss to his palm and rested her cheek there, looking up at him.]
Despite this, I have been making a genuine effort to care better for myself. Have I fallen short, beloved?
While you have been sleeping, at least, your body betrays your stress...
*His other hand moved down her back, massaging away at her tight muscles.*
The last thing that any of us would want... that I would want... would be for all of your hard work to be for naught, if your body locked up due to overexertion...
*He stroked his hand up and down her upper back, ever so lightly.*
Perhaps you might take a small holiday down to the healing springs below this place? I would have to accompany you, of course. After all, it would be most rude of me to leave you all by yourself...
[Wincing slightly as some of the knots did not ease without pain, the Empress dropped her gaze in defeat. It was true... Lately her sleep had not been restful, and taking the time to properly care for herself throughout the day didn't quite make up for that.]
I try, my love... I fear my nightmares have returned, and they steal the rest from my sleep.
[Visions of what the Zero Point had shown her had begun to invade her mind again, though they did not so much encroach on the waking world. At least for now. She suspected it had something to do with the Zero Point being openly exposed and whole...
His last comment carried the sly sound of a repressed smile, his touch teasing and warm. Opening her eyes just a little to gaze at Eugene under hooded lashes, Mizuki allowed a coy smile to turn her lips slightly.]
How scandalous! If I did not know better, why, I might think my retainer was trying to seduce me...
[A soak in the healing springs did sound lovely... They could shut the access hatches...]
*Eugene frowned to himself, concern lacing his expression as he watched her head drop.*
I shall see about making sure we have more of that tea that you like for restful sleep. And if there is anything else I can do to help your night be more peaceful, you have but to ask.
*They both had a bad habit of overworking themselves when preparing for oncoming conflicts. Unlike her, he could go without sleep entirely to focus on the tasks before him... but it was Mizuki who was helping him to slowly break that habit. Now, it was his duty, and his pleasure, to help her do the same.*
*He smiled to himself. If it took seeing each other in danger to inspire positive change in themselves, well... at least they were helping each other.*
*However, as her tone shifted, along with her expression, Eugene forced his smile to be withheld. Not because he wanted to hide his emotions, no.*
*He had simply learned, after this half year, that his wife seemed to find their uncustomary arrangement rather... hmm, thrilling.*
Why, I would have to be a fool to suggest such a thing, my Empress. After all, here we are in the midst of your court, and any could pass by and hear if I made such a bold decision as to attempt any sort of sensual charm upon my ruler in broad daylight!
*His face took on a look of complete innocence, as internally he chuckled to himself.*
I simply wish for your health and wellbeing. I do serve at your pleasure, after all...
Can you undo what the Zero Point has done, my love?
[Of course he couldn't. The rhetorical question was just a gentle reminder that the wounds she bore were not a burden he could take from her, and neither were at fault. To accentuate that she had meant it kindly, Mizuki pressed another kiss to Eugene's hand.]
Perhaps we should check my supply of lavender. I do not wish to resort to the sleep tea if I can avoid it... I despise my senses being compromised...
[She had used that tea out of desperation during the period where Vengeance Jones had been with her people for treatment. Hopefully she wouldn't have to use it again.
He was hiding a smile again. Eugene was enjoying this little game. Truthfully, their relationship at this point was an open secret. There was no need for them to pretend otherwise. But hiding the true depth of their intimacy from those around them had become its own form of entertainment between the two.
The possessiveness behind his tone when he called her "my Empress", as well... That feeling of belonging to him was something special, and she wanted to keep that between them.
Slowly standing from her seat, Mizuki trailed her fingers up Eugene's arm and across his back as she circled back towards the access to the caverns.]
Well then, my pleasure is for you to accompany me to the springs.
[Duties could wait. Their enemy could not move at this time. She would be a fool to neglect the very thing she fought to protect. Her love required her attention just as much as her people.]
*Eugene gently kissed her cheek as she passed, aiming to sooth her for even a moment.*
While I cannot undo that, I shall do all in my power to aid in your well-being. I have sworn as much, after all... and it brings me no small amount of joy to do, as well.
*Ah, but it seemed he had been successful in getting her mind in the mood for relaxation. So to speak. As they departed downstairs, he watched Mizuki as she very purposefully shut the access hatches, and locked them.*
*The waters in the caverns teemed with rejuvenating energy, and was quiet and peaceful. Even the splashing of the waterfall only added to the serenity of this place.*
*It was perfect.*
*Eugene gestured towards a soft patch of moss near the edge of the water, as he removed the remainder of his light armor to avoid it getting wet.*
Lay yourself down in a prone position here, my Empress. It should provide ample space for me to continue your massage.
*And continue to to admire her, of course.*
*That said, though they were both in a playful mood, a massage would do wonders to help her loosen up a bit, even of nothing else were to occur.*
*The past month had been nothing short of stressful and taxing for the entirety of the River Guard... but especially so for their Empress.*
* @the-oathbound-champion knew the danger that threatened them even now... but he was now encountering the reality that he absolutely hated to see his beloved in so much distress. He determined that he would find some way to help her relax.*
*As she had finished one of her meetings, and the two of them were alone, Eugene left his normal position to stand behind her throne and began to massage her shoulders.*
My Empress... you have been working and training nonstop since your meeting with "Visitor". Such stress as you have been under is hardly good for you... perhaps you might permit me to help you?
[The tension in her back and shoulders melted away under her beloved's precise and firm touch. Sighing, the Empress leaned back until her head rested against Eugene's stomach, closing her eyes. Her hand reached up and behind her until it found his arm, and she trailed her fingers over his sleeve.]
Mmmm... It is difficult to rest when faced with these dark times, my love. Our enemy moves in the shadows... and I fear the day he discovers you.
[Detaching one of his hands from her shoulder, she pressed a kiss to his palm and rested her cheek there, looking up at him.]
Despite this, I have been making a genuine effort to care better for myself. Have I fallen short, beloved?
While you have been sleeping, at least, your body betrays your stress...
*His other hand moved down her back, massaging away at her tight muscles.*
The last thing that any of us would want... that I would want... would be for all of your hard work to be for naught, if your body locked up due to overexertion...
*He stroked his hand up and down her upper back, ever so lightly.*
Perhaps you might take a small holiday down to the healing springs below this place? I would have to accompany you, of course. After all, it would be most rude of me to leave you all by yourself...
[Wincing slightly as some of the knots did not ease without pain, the Empress dropped her gaze in defeat. It was true... Lately her sleep had not been restful, and taking the time to properly care for herself throughout the day didn't quite make up for that.]
I try, my love... I fear my nightmares have returned, and they steal the rest from my sleep.
[Visions of what the Zero Point had shown her had begun to invade her mind again, though they did not so much encroach on the waking world. At least for now. She suspected it had something to do with the Zero Point being openly exposed and whole...
His last comment carried the sly sound of a repressed smile, his touch teasing and warm. Opening her eyes just a little to gaze at Eugene under hooded lashes, Mizuki allowed a coy smile to turn her lips slightly.]
How scandalous! If I did not know better, why, I might think my retainer was trying to seduce me...
[A soak in the healing springs did sound lovely... They could shut the access hatches...]
*Eugene frowned to himself, concern lacing his expression as he watched her head drop.*
I shall see about making sure we have more of that tea that you like for restful sleep. And if there is anything else I can do to help your night be more peaceful, you have but to ask.
*They both had a bad habit of overworking themselves when preparing for oncoming conflicts. Unlike her, he could go without sleep entirely to focus on the tasks before him... but it was Mizuki who was helping him to slowly break that habit. Now, it was his duty, and his pleasure, to help her do the same.*
*He smiled to himself. If it took seeing each other in danger to inspire positive change in themselves, well... at least they were helping each other.*
*However, as her tone shifted, along with her expression, Eugene forced his smile to be withheld. Not because he wanted to hide his emotions, no.*
*He had simply learned, after this half year, that his wife seemed to find their uncustomary arrangement rather... hmm, thrilling.*
Why, I would have to be a fool to suggest such a thing, my Empress. After all, here we are in the midst of your court, and any could pass by and hear if I made such a bold decision as to attempt any sort of sensual charm upon my ruler in broad daylight!
*His face took on a look of complete innocence, as internally he chuckled to himself.*
I simply wish for your health and wellbeing. I do serve at your pleasure, after all...
