Helios Sprensonne (
folklorist) wrote2011-05-18 04:50 pm
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ϡ - Chapter TwentyThree; In which one deals with tricky spells [video/action for housemates/voice]
[ You can have a view of Helios leaning back in his chair, rather comfortably actually. He's in his room and in said background are scattered papers and objects. Incidentally he doesn't have his glasses on today, might be due to the fact that he's conducting a delicate experiment in his room. Keyword being delicate. If you catch a glimpse of any of the papers in the background it'll make no sense if you can't read runes. Though one in particular has the diagram of a ring with various lines and runic lettering on it. Helios will lean forward smiling at the journal. ]
Ah, I hope it's on. Erm, yes. [ Clearing his throat he still doesn't get these things. He just brings a hand to his chin, characteristic thoughtful pose is go! ]
I wonder...many of you know about magic, of course. But how many of you can actually apply magical attributes to an inanimate object? Like--ah, enchantments! They're rather tricky and if done wrong they can well...blow up in your face- [ Or you colleague's faces. ] -but they can be used for all sorts of things. Like making a sword into a flaming sword by applying a fire spell to said sword, and when the right incantation is spoken it alights!
[ A thoughtful hum. ] Also are there any myths or legends in your worlds based around objects? Like Excalibur, hammer of Thor, or maybe even the holy grail? Just wondering...all out of curiosity. [ And possibly to further his own research, maybe even get some help on the little project he's been doing since Halloween. Except during his little questioning session the spell he was trying to place on said inanimate objects will begin to sizzle in the background. Smoke is going to start clouding the video and sparks can be seen as well. His eyes will widen as he turns abruptly knocking the journal on the floor and turning off the video function but not the voice. ]
Oh! No-no not again. This wasn't supposed to--! [ There's a very loud bang and the room shakes with it. Sorry housemates there will be a spillage of black, with what seems to have shards of diamonds sprinkled throughout it, smoke coming from Helios' room as he slams the door open. Helios' face will also bear the marks of said explosion as he tumbles out of the room, face and clothes covered in black soot, but he at least has journal in hand. Also people over the journals can hear him coughing rather a lot. Before long you'll hear him laughing though, replying rather amused. ] Ah, yes, very tricky!
[ Going to be brushing off the fact that just happened. You didn't hear anything, everything is fine. Okay, well, Frederic and Giles might be a tad bit annoyed. ]
Um, right, welcome to Luceti all of you who've just been brought here! It takes a bit to get used to everything but we luckily have a nice welcoming committee! You're free to answer those questions as well if you want to! Anyone can as they are open to everyone to answer.
[ Don't mind the fact he just blew himself up, nope. A brief pause on his end. ]
Hm...oh, is that on fire? That is on fire. Just-just a moment. [ Going to go put that out now yup and you can just...talk to him after wards. Derpy derp nice way to introduce yourself to all the new people, Helios. ]
Ah, I hope it's on. Erm, yes. [ Clearing his throat he still doesn't get these things. He just brings a hand to his chin, characteristic thoughtful pose is go! ]
I wonder...many of you know about magic, of course. But how many of you can actually apply magical attributes to an inanimate object? Like--ah, enchantments! They're rather tricky and if done wrong they can well...blow up in your face- [ Or you colleague's faces. ] -but they can be used for all sorts of things. Like making a sword into a flaming sword by applying a fire spell to said sword, and when the right incantation is spoken it alights!
[ A thoughtful hum. ] Also are there any myths or legends in your worlds based around objects? Like Excalibur, hammer of Thor, or maybe even the holy grail? Just wondering...all out of curiosity. [ And possibly to further his own research, maybe even get some help on the little project he's been doing since Halloween. Except during his little questioning session the spell he was trying to place on said inanimate objects will begin to sizzle in the background. Smoke is going to start clouding the video and sparks can be seen as well. His eyes will widen as he turns abruptly knocking the journal on the floor and turning off the video function but not the voice. ]
Oh! No-no not again. This wasn't supposed to--! [ There's a very loud bang and the room shakes with it. Sorry housemates there will be a spillage of black, with what seems to have shards of diamonds sprinkled throughout it, smoke coming from Helios' room as he slams the door open. Helios' face will also bear the marks of said explosion as he tumbles out of the room, face and clothes covered in black soot, but he at least has journal in hand. Also people over the journals can hear him coughing rather a lot. Before long you'll hear him laughing though, replying rather amused. ] Ah, yes, very tricky!
[ Going to be brushing off the fact that just happened. You didn't hear anything, everything is fine. Okay, well, Frederic and Giles might be a tad bit annoyed. ]
Um, right, welcome to Luceti all of you who've just been brought here! It takes a bit to get used to everything but we luckily have a nice welcoming committee! You're free to answer those questions as well if you want to! Anyone can as they are open to everyone to answer.
[ Don't mind the fact he just blew himself up, nope. A brief pause on his end. ]
Hm...oh, is that on fire? That is on fire. Just-just a moment. [ Going to go put that out now yup and you can just...talk to him after wards. Derpy derp nice way to introduce yourself to all the new people, Helios. ]
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I'm so sorry. It's...it's never easy. You...you shouldn't be alone right now. [ Even if it's not him Donatello or someone else should go over there just to be safe. ]
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I-If... if... i-if I never, n-never got close, then... then...
Th-then I... I wouldn't have...
[He trails off brokenly, unable to put words to this concept. The same concept that drove him to flee a five year relationship after it failed instead of trying to fix it. The same concept that drove him to isolate himself during his formative school years. The same concept that has made him hide in his room before in Luceti; that's making him do that now out of the same sick, gnawing terror.]
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What if it takes you or Don - [His voice breaks there. He'd been desperately hoping against hope that it wouldn't and now the sickening possibility has very literally been thrown in his face.
Maybe it's selfish to want to keep them here, away from their real worlds, just for his sake.
But he doesn't want to be alone anymore. And the hardest part is that, now, the only thing he can think to do is be alone.]
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It wasn't your fault at all. When people go home...we can't control that.
I can't say it's not a possibility but-but you shouldn't blame yourself for this.
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It's... m-my fault... for, f-for letting... letting her mean so much...
[He loves her. He loves her so deeply and so dearly now - he hadn't even truly appreciated it until it was ripped away painfully... His daughter. His Vivi. He's never going to see her beautiful smiling face ever again, never going to hear her pretty voice, never going to see that one particular hat atop those blonde tresses...]
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I-Is... is it worth all this... pain...?
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It is. It's worth every single blow because you have fond memories of her, memories that you can carry with you to make you stronger.
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I... I d-don't know if I can be strong, Helios...
I... I w-want to hide again...
[This might be a plea to stop him before he can't stop himself.]
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I'm not going to let you do that, unfortunately. [ And you can hear him getting up out of his chair and he'll drawing a teleportation circle after doing so. Helios is coming over Robert because you obviously need someone there at the moment. He wonders if Donatello would be angry though and decides there's not much time for debating the issue. ]
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"I'm not going to let you do that". Part of Robert had hoped to hear that Helios wasn't going to allow him to be alone. The other part fears this fact, but knows there's little he can do to stop it.
When Helios actually teleports into the apartment, he'll probably find Robert curled up in a seat, looking like complete shit. His face is streaked with tears and he looks bedraggled and in general probably needs to be held a very long time.]
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[ His tone is soft, barely above a whisper. He wants to help...because he knows how it feels to lose someone like this. It's a pain that's hard to accept and come back from and for someone like Robert it's probably ten times as difficult. ]
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It's a struggle, but eventually he manages to lift his chin and meet the headmaster's worried gaze. He has a profound expression of loss in his foggy gray eyes, and they're bloodshot and swollen from far too much crying.
I know that I want to be alone, but... ... but don't leave me alone...
He just wants to be held and loved right now. Wants somebody to promise to stay with him, just for a little while...]
H-Helios...
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I'm not going anywhere. Don't worry.
[ He gives a gentle smile back at Robert allowing him to do as he pleases. But he will slowly, and a bit awkwardly, wrap his arm around both of Robert's shoulders now. ]
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He wishes Helios could really mean those words. But... it's good enough right now.
One of Robert's slender little arms, if allowed, will snake around Helios' waist to hold him close. But Robert's definitely going to cry softly against him, either way.]
I... ... she... s-she left a letter... a-and, and a r-replica of... of her h-hat...
Oh gods Helios, wh-what I wouldn't g-give to... t-to be able to s-see her...
[He knows she has a family at home...
... but, damnit, she feels like his daughter, just like Helios feels like his friend.]
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I'm so sorry Robert. I-I'm sorry I can't do anything for you, besides be here and tell you everything will be alright.
[ At this moment in time Helios isn't sure if it is...but he, he'll do whatever he can to make the other feel better at least. ] I'm sure she appreciates all you did for her.
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I-I... I hope so.
I...
I wish she would... remember.
[But like everybody else, she probably won't.
And that's almost the worst thing.]
[Action]
She might, you never know. Some people retain their memories. A-And I'm sure she'd never forget you if she does.
[ He's trying to make it better. But he's not sure it this will. ]
[Action]
[Be your loving, wonderfully-understanding self. That's all Robert can ask for. And that's all Robert has ever wanted.]
P-Perhaps she will...
Perhaps.
[It does make it a little better, though Robert's too cynical to think it. Still... Helios' presence, and those cool hands on him, are helping. He shivers gently against Helios, biting back the reflexive "I love you".]
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It's nice to think about it that way. Giles remembered, and Frederic as well. It's not entirely impossible.
Would you...like me to make you something? Tea perhaps? O-or not I can understand if you don't want anything. I-I just think you should eat something.
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The second suggestion is... well, ridiculously sweet. But Robert hasn't eaten for quite some time and isn't entirely sure if he wants to...]
P-Perhaps...
I... I just... I d-don't know... p-perhaps tea...?
[He picked up that habit from you, Helios.]
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Any kind in particular you'd like? [ His voice is still soft, comforting. If making tea would make Robert feel better then it's the least Helios could do for him. ]
[Action]
that isn't his boyfriend likely stalking him.Robert leans back against the couch then, deliberately moving to the side more so Helios has somewhere to sit on it if he wants (but he doesn't have to sit on the tearstained side, since that's where Robert is). Part of him loves the fact Helios is here; part of him hates it. It's a constant reminder of "this is what I never had at home" dovetailing with "this is what I could lose at any time".
He wishes there was some way to make sure people didn't leave at random - and then immediately hates himself for wanting to cut off peoples' avenue of escape from this place just for his own sake.]
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In a faster time it usually takes water to boil, thank you fire magic, Helios will bring back two cups of tea handing one to Robert before taking a seat next to him. He'll sit and swirl his tea focusing on it a small smile on his face. ]
Mm I always liked this kind. It reminds of me of calmer, peaceful times. I think it's because I always have it before the day starts. Just before classes began and before all that rush of school started.
[ He'll take a deep breath, breathing in that aroma before exhaling slowly. ]
[Action]
He takes the cup gratefully from Helios, relishing the other man's presence (and trying to push away the part that wants to go hide in the corner now and cry because of it).]
It... i-it is a nice tea, isn't it...
... Thank you f-for... introducing me to the blends here...
Thank y-you for... everything, really.
[And Robert takes a sip of his tea, a small one, looking over at Helios.]
... I... I-I... I don't understand how a-anybody could find you a-anything less than... wonderful.
[He refuses to think that Helios is not an amazing person.]
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Th-there's many way, really. [ It was accident he knew it was an accident. But he couldn't change what happened, couldn't even do anything to bring her back. The people in his world had all the reason to think him anything less than wonderful. He still thinks himself a horrible person and quite possibly always will. ]
I guess it's all a matter of someone's perspective.
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[Robert means this statement, as truthfully as he can ever be about anything, and he is already the epitome of truthful.]
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I... I love you. At the least as a friend. A v-very good friend.
[And as more than that. But he doesn't say that part... doesn't know if he should acknowledge it aloud anymore, even if Don knows about it.]
... Perhaps I... simply have a biased one...
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Oh and there's that word again. That word he hasn't heard in a very long time. Helios might blush, faintly, but it's quickly masked as he takes another sip of his tea. He can't understand how Robert would still even feel like that. ] I think you're as a very good friend too, Robert.
[ It's a small smile touching his lips but still a smile nonetheless. ]
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