just another lost child

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bellanxctem:

    Growing up surrounded by a loving (and numerous) family, one would certainly expect Luna to be close with each and every member of it. However, that wasn’t quite the case.

    Despite not spending much time outside and only really interacting with her siblings, there were some who she never seemed to get along. Silas was one such sibling.

    They hardly ever talked, and when they did it never went more than a greeting or small talk. Luna was to blame on this regard, there was just something about Silas that made her uneasy. Maybe it was because he took to much after their father…

    But then again, so did she.

    Regardless, he was her family and family should try to get along. Maybe she just needs to get to know him better. Be nice.

     “Silas. We certainly have not.” Luna eyed him, mustering a small smile. “It has, but it’s been good. What about you? Does father still send you off on errands?”

Silas refrains the urge to size up his own half-sister, as there doesn’t seem to be much at all to size up. He also refrains from commenting on what he perceives to be a snippy attitude, since that would likely end this exchange prematurely, and this whole thing would be an entire waste of time. 

“Errands, yes, I suppose you could call them that.” Never mind that they are important duties fulfilled on behalf of the esteemed Black Fucking Dragon, but Silas uses his inside thought-voice for that, amazingly. 

“Between you and me, he has been a tad bit moody. I think he feels threatened by the sudden increase in the Order’s attendance, and the Resistance has been awfully quiet lately. Maybe I’m reading too much into this, but that would be my thoughts if I were in his position.” He avoids eye contact with Luna as he speaks, only glancing to her face occasionally. 

“...But I don’t mean to vent to you about it, and I think I might have hit a dead end. I don’t suppose you would have heard or seen anything unusual, have you?” Silas probes covertly. The question is loaded, but asked innocently. A test of Luna’s loyalty. 

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It’s disgusting how many siblings Silas has. There are more than he is certain Elric would expect him to know of, and the old man himself could care to keep track of, as more and more somehow keep cropping up (and by somehow, we all know exactly how these mutant children continue to crop up). 

Silas could easily forget their names and faces and no one could be too offended by it, if it were not for the fact that Silas is entirely unreasonable about these things and remembers everything. Everything. 

Call it brotherly affection, except that’s not what it is. 

Silas would prefer to forget the details of his father’s escapades; to look the other way from his awful family planning and wash his hands of this whole ordeal, but Silas just has to have his own plans. 

One such sibling in particular catches his attention for the time being. Silas could not care less about her, or any one of his siblings, for that matter, yet he makes good on his unreasonable methods. 

“Luna. Hello. We have not spoken in some time. Winter has been awfully quiet, hasn’t it? How have you been?” Silas inwardly cringes at his own engagements in small talk, yet his expression remains neutral and almost pleasant. 

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soltium:

      “ …Wow this… this paper you dropped… your handwriting needs a little improvement.

   “ Do you want me to help you practice~? Here, give me a pen and I can show you~ ”

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Silas actually dropped that paper on purpose, knowing that this would be an individual that might have some information. 

What he hadn’t anticipated was how very critical the boy would be about his handwriting. 

Silas wants to get pissed off but he’s not stupid like Cynder, and his job is more important. 

“Ah...why thank you. Actually, it’s...a style of calligraphy. I’m self-taught, so it might not be legible if you’re not used to it. Happens all the time.” 

Silas smiles and holds his hand out for the paper.  “That is nice of you to offer, though. I didn’t realize it was that hard to read, eheh. New to the neighborhood?” 

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siientem:

Silas

Silas can honestly say that he does not care how Elric feels, but these little assignments can turn out to be interesting. Far more so than hanging around his father, at least. 

“He doesn’t seem to be too careful. I might be able to learn more from him if I wanted, and figure out what his actual lineage is.” What Silas actually means is that he wants to learn his new sibling’s weaknesses. There isn’t a lot about the Order that Silas doesn’t already know, and even less that would actually be useful, but the newcomer would be naive to these facts. 

“I suppose I could figure out why the Order even picked him to begin with. His ignorance could be useful too, who knows. I have no brotherly attachment but the fact that he is from another world entirely means that he’s different.” And to translate again: Silas needs to confirm something for himself. 

      Elric exhales slowly, a stream of steam sifting from his nostrils as he watches the lips of his son drawl slowly to form each word spoken from his mouth. He remembers the shape of those lips; exactly the woman who had conceived this bastard of a son. The scent of rainwater lingers just slightly, making Elric lick the inside of his lower lip subtly; he remembers the taste of that blood he once drew from that woman.

   “ My suggestion, would be to keep your nose as low as possible. Further investigate into this matter but do not let yourself be noticed. We do not need two sides against us. The Order wishes to remain out of this war, but should a need arise, I’m assured they will come up against our cause.

      “ Of course, as my loyal son, and for as intelligent as you are, you will heed my words exactly. I want to know as much as possible about this foreigner son of mine. And if he proves to be a problem, I’ll cut his ties short and bring him to his knees. You will find anyone else he may have brought with him as well.

   “ Is that understood? ”

Silas only pretends to consider Elric’s words carefully. He knows what is expected. He’s not stupid. He doesn’t need Elric, of all people, tell him how to handle business as delicate as his. There isn’t a single person under Elric’s influence who has the same careful calculation that Silas has naturally been equipped with. Any of those degenerates are only smart enough to swing a blade. 

Outwardly, Silas nods in agreement, keeping the same neutrally pleasant expression, as if the words coming from Elric are so fucking meaningful to him. 

“I understand. I’ll continue to investigate carefully. I already have leads on new residents, and I’ll be keeping tabs on them too. Like always, I’ll see to it that they won’t know who I am affiliated with, and I’ll approach it discreetly. Once I’ve collected something useful, I’ll report back...Is there anything else I can do for you?” 

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siientem:

Silas

Silas only gives his esteemed father a glance, deciding just how much he wants to cooperate right now. But given that he would rather use his energy for something else, Silas slides down into a chair with a little shrug. 

“We have new residents. I didn’t get very close, but I didn’t have to. They were loud enough. I only had to follow unfamiliar faces for a few minutes to learn that the “Order” has designated someone completely new to be in charge. Another child of yours, based on the context of what he was saying. And a drunk. So there’s that.”  

      “ Is that so? ”

   Elric folds his hands over his chest, leaning back in his chair before he closes his eyes. Mulling over this new information, Elric gives a light hum and an exhale. To have yet another child standing against him… it’s infuriating. But Elric doesn’t let anything but a smile cross his lips, feigning his inner turmoil.

      “ This could certainly play to our advantage. To have a bloodline within the Order… Only time can lead to their downfall, and then we won’t have to be pestered with those “peacemakers”. In fact, I don’t believe we need to even lift a finger. The blood of my kind can be quite ravenous to those who take their drink too heavily. ”

   Shifting his weight to the side of his chair, the Black Dragon opens his eyes to look upon his offspring.

      “ What say you, my child? ”

Silas can honestly say that he does not care how Elric feels, but these little assignments can turn out to be interesting. Far more so than hanging around his father, at least. 

“He doesn’t seem to be too careful. I might be able to learn more from him if I wanted, and figure out what his actual lineage is.” What Silas actually means is that he wants to learn his new sibling’s weaknesses. There isn’t a lot about the Order that Silas doesn’t already know, and even less that would actually be useful, but the newcomer would be naive to these facts. 

“I suppose I could figure out why the Order even picked him to begin with. His ignorance could be useful too, who knows. I have no brotherly attachment but the fact that he is from another world entirely means that he’s different.” And to translate again: Silas needs to confirm something for himself. 

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siientem:

      “ It looks as though you’ve returned home earlier than expected, my son. ”

   Elric sits a bit more upright in his lounge chair within the family den, crossing a leg over the other. Violet hues turning upwards with a smile.

      “ Come. Sit by the fire. Tell your dear father what news you have brought me. ”

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Silas only gives his esteemed father a glance, deciding just how much he wants to cooperate right now. But given that he would rather use his energy for something else, Silas slides down into a chair with a little shrug. 

“We have new residents. I didn’t get very close, but I didn’t have to. They were loud enough. I only had to follow unfamiliar faces for a few minutes to learn that the “Order” has designated someone completely new to be in charge. Another child of yours, based on the context of what he was saying. And a drunk. So there’s that.”  

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