folklorist | ϡ - Chapter ThirtyTwo; fourth wall [action/voice]

[ Well, well, well what do we have here? Helios is in the plaza today just...taking in the sheer amount of people that seem to have come in overnight. Unfortunately the real Helios has been mallynapped prior to all this madness. So, yes, your Helios is in another facility being experimented on. However! This Helios is the real Helios as well so he is...just going to be derping around for a good portion of the day. You can run into him if you'd like as he is ever so prone to running into other people. In which cases of doing so you will get an apologetic 'I'm so terribly sorry!' from him.

Otherwise nevermind this derpy headmaster. He also might be lugging around some cookies he procured from the shop. Mm they smell tasty and are probably just as delicious too. ]

I implore everyone whose here to try out the cookies in the bakery! They're positively delicious, a little Luceti home cooking if you will. But, ah, w-welcome to Luceti. It's a bit to get used to...

If you have any questions there are more than enough people willing to answer though! Don't be shy, either, we're all quite willing to help here. [ And with that there will be a loud munch as he takes a bite of one of those cookies. Mmm so good. ]

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The house? [Elise raises a curious eyebrow.] We have a house here? Then yes, by all means, let's go to the house. I think we both need to warm up a bit. [She notes the flinch - always sees it when he flinches - and it hurts her like it always does. But then she smiles and casts her gaze around the plaza.] Lead the way.

We d-do. [ Even as he says, even as he leads her towards the house, with his cold fingers laced between hers, his heart is racing. How could she be here? How is any of this possible? His stomach drops ever so slightly it's the one horror he was dreaming of coming true. He didn't run, he couldn't run, not from her.

But, no, she doesn't have wings and has to mean something. Was it a shift? Gods he doesn't even care at this point because this is Elise and she is alive and he...he gets to touch and feel her again. He doesn't want this to end...but he knows. He always knows it will. ]

It's-it's where me, Giles, Ginia and A-Adele have been staying. [ He smiles looking back at her. ] They'll be so delighted to meet you! [ Even if he hasn't really told anyone about you. But that's a topic for another day. Someday...in the future. But probably not that far off. How is he supposed to keep that a secret from her? No, he needs to stop thinking about it. Not ruin this moment with those hampering thoughts. ]

I'll show you around later. It's a rather quaint little village and the people in it are quite welcoming.

You...[Elise frowns, evidently confused and a little concerned now.]...Giles and Ginia and Adele? You make it sound as though you've been here for a long time. Oh god. [Her free hand flies to her mouth.] Don't tell me...I somehow wound up in a different would, didn't I? And you're not my Helios? Oh god, this is so embarrassing! I'm so sorry!

N-No! Please. Please don't apologize. [ God those are the last words that should be coming out of her mouth. ] It hasn't been that long, Elise. It really hasn't been all that long at all.

[ Lying. Far too long. Two years is far too long here. He swallows thickly. ] It's called Luceti. You're in a world called Luceti. And I...I am yours. [ Sort of. ]

But am I yours'?

[The words are out before she realizes she's said them - perhaps a sign of where Helios might have picked up this particular bad habit from - and Elise presses her hand to her mouth again, chewing worriedly at her thumbnail.] I mean...there's not another me here, is there? I'm not...stepping on my own toes, am I?

We met at college, and you run the school, and we live at the castle and we like to go for walks in the garden.

We have the cottage that we visit and, and you can't write poetry.

[She looks up at him with pleading eyes.] That's right, isn't it? That's us, right?

ϡ - Chapter ThirtyTwo; fourth wall [action/voice]

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