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aefenglom log posting account ([personal profile] faileas) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2020-05-03 03:07 pm

Event Log: May, An Inauspicious Arrival

Event Log: May, An Inauspicious Arrival

I. Boaltinn (1st - 3rd)

    Boaltinn comes around again. A handful of Mirrorbound will remember the holiday from last year, but for others, it will be brand new. In both Residential Districts, bonfires burn in central locations through the night, frequented by the residents celebrating another summer come to Aefenglom. Curiously, while last year the bonfires seemed quite segregated by human or Monster, this year, there is more of a noticeable mix at each, and Mirrorbound are invited to join the games and festivities quite happily. Characters are invited to try and jump through the bonfire's flames to burn away any poor relationship experiences, be it romantic or platonic, past or present; to aid them in this, those at the Eastern Bonfire will give those participating rune-etched accessories to protect them from the fire.

    The city has quite a bit to offer for this holiday: shared rose baths at public bathhouses and pleasure establishments that increase feelings of friendliness and talkativeness, poles draped in ribbons meant to be danced around, wrapping a ribbon around the pole to bring good luck for the summer, food stalls whose offerings are meant to be shared, and fortune-telling set up by Divination students of the Coven, who can tell your day is going to go.


To see last year's Boaltinn prompts, you can take a glance right here! Much of it, including the bonfires, baths, and entertainments will be similar this year, so feel free to use those in your top levels.
II. An Unusual Arrival (3rd on)

    A full year from the arrival of the first group of Mirrorbound, the 1st passes quietly, with no one showing up in the mirror-lined halls of the Looking-Glass House. Dates and times are important in most kinds of magic, and this is strange enough that some Witches of the Coven get together on the night of the 3rd to try a probing ritual, attempting to gather some kind of clues that could be useful in prying out the cottage's secrets. Boaltinn is the best time for such things, when the boundaries are thinner, and magic is stronger.

    Those who are awake that night at 3 am might notice a pulse of harmless silvery light that spreads like ripples on water throughout the whole city, originating at the Looking-Glass House, but nothing further happens, and the Coven receives no answers.

    Well, nothing happens in the Looking-Glass House.

    Before long, the reports start coming in: people are emerging from mirrors, regular old mundane mirrors, all over the city. Anything with a particularly reflective surface could be an entry point for someone from another world! Inhabited homes, businesses closed and locked for the night, pools of still water in fountains or the river, these unorthodox Mirrorbound pop up anywhere and everywhere, causing chaos for the City Guard (folks aren't happy to find strangers in their bathrooms at 3 in the morning) and the Coven both.

    Out of nowhere, a glint of light catches your eye; your heart thunders in your ears as your body moves on its own, your mind consumed with inspecting the source. Your reflection stares back at you, just as curious from the surface - a mirror, a pool of water, your most trusted sword, something fleeting that your mind can barely remember - then ripples at your touch. If you are one of these unfortunate arrivals, it's likely a rude awakening for you, to find yourself somewhere inconvenient, somewhere other than where you've been. It only makes sense to be confused. Hopefully someone finds you and explains to you what's happened to you.

    Resident Mirrorbound will hear a message from Miss Nessie shortly after it begins, a call to arms: "Dears, I'm quite sorry to disturb you, but it seems your fellows are arriving elsewhere than the Looking-Glass House this month! We're trying to track them all down for the usual welcome, but we could use a hand or several! If you could just bring them by the Coven, the usual spot, that would be lovely." She'll give her usual orientation and pass out Watches, but no doubt the Mirrorbound will be more helpful in this regard, with so many arriving.


III. The Goblin Market (All Month)

    Life goes on in Aefenglom, despite the addition of so many new residents. With the City Guard decidedly busy dealing with the sudden flood of break-ins (or, more accurately, break-outs?), the vendors of the Goblin Market find opportunity to set up their stalls more openly than they have since the crack-downs some months ago. They pop up all over the city, but clustered more often in the Residential Districts and the Harbor District, where there are even fewer law enforcement agents out and about to run them off.

    These sellers, while not as devoid of morals as those major players of the Black Market, still have very few compunctions when it comes to lying, cheating, fencing stolen goods, and misrepresenting their wares to unsuspecting buyers. It's also the place to find those things that are- not quite legal, shall we say. They won't say a word if you don't. If confronted, they are quick to pack up their things and slip away, however; they know this city and its hiding places a lot better than you do.

    With a brand new batch of what the natives assume are Mirrorbound, many undergoing rapid transformations into their Monster forms, many of the wares on display are potions: supposed cure-alls for aches and itches, calming draughts for the full moon restlessness, some even claim their brews can halt changes entirely! Some concoctions are meant to increase a Witch's magical ability, or decrease it, or provide them a finer control. They offer potions that they say will eliminate the need for a Bond, or temporary Bonding potions of their own that they claim are more pure, stronger, than the ones offered by the Coven.

    Claims are only claims, though. A few remedies for the pain of changing or some regular temporary Bonding potions can be found here and there, but for every potion that works, there are twenty more that have less than pleasant side effects. A brew that will cause everything you touch to turn to solid gold for up to an hour; a potion that will invert your sense of direction - trying to turn right will make you turn left, trying to go forward will cause you to walk backward; a potion that will remove all traction from your feet, causing you to slide around as if cobblestone are the slickest ice. Worse, some shadier vendors sell things more sinister, including a potion that gives you the appearance of being moderately to heavily infected by the Cwyld.

    Even if you don't drink any, the vendors are not at all careful where they're sloshing those bottles around, trying to show them off, and they all activate on skin contact.

IV. A Wilde Hunt (7th - 22nd)

    All Mirrorbound, temporary or not, are likely to feel it. Monsters are always affected by the full moons, but this month, it is more. Stronger. Instincts rise to the surface as the Sisters emerge full and visible in the night sky, and for many Mirrorbound, they are undergoing rapid transformations into whatever type of Monster they are meant to be. Curiously, the natives get along like they usually do, noticing nothing out of the norm, other than the increased agitation and restlessness from Mirrorbound Monsters.

    Monsters' aggression fades when the Sisters start to wane, but as the new moons approach on the 22nd, Mirrorbound Witches will notice their magical reserves overfilling, and will find themselves stricken with the overwhelming urge to use it, until casting spells, pushing one's magical limits, is almost a compulsion. Those who are not in proper Witch-Monster Bonds will feel it even stronger, with no stabilizing magic to consume (for Monsters) or avenues to expend magic (for Witches) other than casting spells. (For those who are interested, the Coven does offer temporary Bonding potions which can be used to help alleviate the effects somewhat.)

    The Coven Witches notice the signs, and they take decisive action on the morning of the 6th, the day before the full moons. So many Mirrorbound, likely to be so heavily affected by the lunar cycle this month, many of them coming into new features and abilities at a breakneck pace, only spells danger for the city. They barricade off a massive chunk of Wilde outside Aefenglom, largely free of Cwyld and totally bereft of farms, homes, and Wilder outposts. They invite anyone who feels the effects of the moons too strongly to control to come out for a Hunt. The hunting grounds will be open nightly to anyone who needs to work off restless energy or overflowing magic; all participants will be warned that their safety cannot be guaranteed from others, but they won't be able to harm bystanders out here.

    The woods are thick, with the river cutting through them, and full of wildlife. There is room to run and chase prey, or room to play with your developing magic. Play cat and mouse with your friends or Bondmates, or stalk a stranger. If playing games isn't your thing, there is something else to hunt out here as well.

    With the deep Wilde entering into Winter, this patch of land so close to the city is much warmer, and fearsome Shades have emerged to search for prey. These were once living beings, Monsters, Witches, or animals, who have been overtaken by Cwyld infection long ago, leaving them dead but for the infection, white-eyed and seeking out sources of magic to consume and infect. Anything could become a Shade, but the most common out right now are the ferocious remains of bears, wolves, and nomadic Arachne and Turnskins. If not killed, these Shades threaten the people of the Outer City, when they inevitably escape the barricade. Careful to limit your contact, though; anyone infected upon their return to the gates will be escorted straight to the infirmary.



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kingofunification: (nonchalant)

[personal profile] kingofunification 2020-05-30 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[There's laughter from him, but it's an empty a humorless thing.] Ah yes, the spoils of the victors of war.

[He keeps up his pace with her--to what end, he doesn't exactly know. This wasn't his Teach, nor the future he would allow himself to have, but--] Must be nice to look at the struggles of other timelines from the role of the conqueror. Our fights must seem petty to you--those of broken timelines
loverboi: (unimpressed)

[personal profile] loverboi 2020-05-30 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ ....what a jerk. geez. lance is ready to grab petra and walk off, but she seems hesitant about...something. she's looking at the bottle again, and lance gives her a sideways glance. and what she says sounds so hesitant and unsure that lance needs a moment to think.

then, he leans over and whispers to her:
]

How much did you spend on that thing?
kingofunification: (pic#13966406)

[personal profile] kingofunification 2020-05-30 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Who told you that? [And also, who didn't tell him of his trial?]

[He hides his scanning eyes with a hand through his hair, taking in the way Dimitri's posture stiffens like a board. Claude is struck with the thought of watching a cornered animal.]


I know these timelines haven't been adding up neatly, but from the future I witnessed, Faerghus was all but assimilated into the Empire, with a few houses like Frauldarius and Gautier still actively rebelling. And from the description of your movements I heard from Sylvain, I assumed it must have been pretty similar for your timeline--or at least, part of your timeline.

[He's going to need some time to try to sort all these varying stories out.]

But I am still actively fighting the war, yes. We are getting ready to march on the Empire's capital.
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[personal profile] gunsmithed 2020-05-30 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ Several things happen in quick succession: Percy lets out a huff of air as Vex suddenly collides with him, freezes without meaning to at the unexpected contact, and then forces himself to unwind and wrap his arms around her in turn.

Even if this sort of thing isn't something they do much of, if any situation calls for a hug this might be it. And it's not actually unpleasant, now that the immediate surprise has worn off, close contact with someone he trusts implicitly. Vex is solid and warm and very clearly present, and he leans down to rest his forehead against the top of her head as they stand there wrapped around each other.

The wings are, admittedly, new. But they've managed with stranger. ]


It's alright.

[ Murmured nonsense he's barely paying attention to, but saying something seems like the right thing to do. He's had his time to come to terms with this whole thing the least he can do is attempt to help Vex do the same. ]
kingofunification: (Default)

*waving over talking to myself nbd*

[personal profile] kingofunification 2020-05-30 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[After a few back and forth retorts from him and the vendor--a haggle and a underlying threat of taking his business elsewhere--Claude takes a small step back, smiling and holding up the bottle of milky liquid as he turns to Bernadetta.]

Here we are! [A wink] One bottle of a concoction supposedly potent enough to allow a healer to tend to one hundred men! Accelerated magical recovery that which would give Saint Cethleann a run for her money, don't you think?
trost: (»082)

1/2

[personal profile] trost 2020-05-30 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ He wants to...? That just stings more, because he's even more confronted with the reality of just how much Eren cares about them. He's giving up the rest of the world, just for their sakes. Eren has to know that that's burdensome on them too, right? Living a peaceful life, while the rest of the world suffer. But he also wants that peaceful life; for the tangible world around him - his home, and the relationships he's built - to be safe. This is just the kind of cruel world they come from, that simply existing is a right they cannot have without quite literally trampling on the lives of others. ]

How can I find out ... [ He's not a shifter, he couldn't begin to understand the swirling mess of memories and knowledge that must make up a shifter's mind. He barely understands the deeper workings of their world and only really knows what's told to him. Jean's just a common man. ] I can't understand if you don't tell me.

[ But even he knows there's not much point, because anything that is shared here will just be forgotten. Soon he will return, knowing nothing, and the last thing he had said to Eren will go back to being 'Sasha died because you called us here.'

(Said in the heat of the moment. He knows Sasha was just another casualty in a violent, perpetuating cycle; as painful as it is to think about her.) ]
trost: (»075)

[personal profile] trost 2020-05-30 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ For a second, before the first raindrops hit, he's certain he had seen that hint of a shimmer collect by Eren's lower eyelid. He doesn't know if he had imagined it. ] Wait, you're --

[ And then the other boy is moving in a direction that can only be away from Jean. ] Where the hell are you going?

[ Away from all of them again, and retreating back into his shell? Off to do more incomprehensible things that none of them can understand? Jean doesn't even know why he tries to reach out and grab that cloak of his - it isn't like he has anything left to say - but he does, because it feels like he wants more time. ]
kingofunification: (proposition)

[personal profile] kingofunification 2020-05-30 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
I would never dream of making you cold, my friend. [He winks, an over-dramatic gesture.] Only the warmest of clothes for you if I ever decide to gift you with some finery.

[But seeing the fleeting smile of Byleth fall only makes his lips turn in kind, a pinch in his brow at the doubt he can hear starting to bubble in those words.]

It is strange, how the flow of time and collection of events and acquaintances can can change one's path so dramatically. [Claude takes a step closer, letting his gaze wander to the dark sky above you.] Is it uncomfortable for you, seeing someone who's you but not you?

[If it was already hard enough for Claude to wrap his mind around a different Byleth, he can't even begin to imagine what the man himself must think about it.]
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[personal profile] islandhuntress 2020-05-30 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Her eyes widen slightly as he leans closer, unsure, initially, what he's doing. When he whispers, however, she ends up leaning closer as well to hear him.]

Oh... It... [She turns the potion in her hand.] Not a great amount. If it worked it would have great value for the coin.

I was just having hope that...

[She goes quiet.] Are you thinking there might be truth in what he was saying? That it was not working because I was not believing it would? [She sounds completely serious.]
hegemonwings: (Hᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ sᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ)

[personal profile] hegemonwings 2020-05-30 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ byleth stops, turning to face him. she doesn't owe him an explanation, she thinks, but the man is leaping to conclusions in a way that she doesn't care for at all. the depth of her certainty, the thing she clings to above all, is far too personal to even allow claude a hint of.

but she can tell him this much.
]

The Claude I know told me himself that he'd had the same ambition as Edelgard. I don't know if that's true for you, but don't presume to lecture me for the things I've done. I've seen my friends die senselessly more times than I can count, undone timelines gone awry, then stood as the only one who remembered, all to ensure that the flow of time went as it should. To carve out a future worth seeing. Have you ever actually asked your Professor what Sothis's power allows him to do? [ it all comes out colder than she'd like. ]

How do you think you've won your battles so cleanly, Claude? [ a shot in the dark, but if his professor used the divine pulse in a way anything like she had... ]
Edited 2020-05-30 03:45 (UTC)
fairyherder: manhua (DiYpVox)

[personal profile] fairyherder 2020-05-30 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ if only he had his trusty Xiānzǐ here! he also manages to look sufficiently flabbergasted and surprised at Zewu-Jun offering to accompany him and help him of all people. ]

Ah... sure...

[ he even forgets to sound indignant and puffy. ]
fairyherder: manhua (13)

[personal profile] fairyherder 2020-05-30 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ they're just sure indicators of his mood! have fun with it until he turns into an actual dog monster. as it is, he just humphs and crosses his arms as Wei Wuxian babbles away. also sure, you're just super transparent about your love for the esteemed Hanguang-jun, Wei Wuxian. real subtle.

he does look a little off his kilter at the smile though, eyes widening a little and then absolutely has to retort, though he's definitely flustering. ]


What are you trying to say? I... I'm not scared!
fairyherder: manhua (sEVsSMJ)

[personal profile] fairyherder 2020-05-30 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ oh. that's actually a nice change of pace in reaction, and he falters slightly, before he crosses his arms. ]

Someone who banishes evil spirits and fights monsters, obviously.

[ it's a very loose description, but it's true, at least. ]
fairyherder: manhua (Y7cBuVo)

wow who are you what did you do to my dad

[personal profile] fairyherder 2020-05-30 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not... good at explaining it.

[ he's not sure how to handle all of this either. he never would have expected to see his parents and he's already upset his mother and he hates it thank you return to sender!!

can he... lean forward to try and awkwardly give her a hug? because he's trying that, swallowing down a lump in his throat as he goes. ]


I'm sorry.

[ he's so bad at apologizing to people, apologizing for his behavior unprompted or without JiuJiu threatening to break his legs. Xiaoshu was always the one who had an easier time to pull it out of him, and now that's gone... well, his mother is definitely the one person to do it, even inadvertently.

and also just because he feels guilty and insecure in front of the people he wants to impress the most. make proud. ]
unsacrificing: (i.)

[personal profile] unsacrificing 2020-05-30 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
It's -

[byleth knows a little bit about time. he knows he can turn it back a few seconds to reverse a fatal decision but only during certain times and only a certain amount of times.

each time, the people around him are the same. this is the first time that the world, timeline, memories, and personalities are different.]


Claude, you know they call me the progenitor god. And while I am much more limited than the goddess herself, I was allowed one gift from her- the ability to rewind time. [said softly, so no one but claude can hear.]

There are many limitations, but I am no stranger to the fluidity of time and space. But this is still so different. This is the first time that recollections of time are different, that people come from different points in time entirely- that the world is different.

For all the times I've brought you all back to life - even my own - we were still ourselves. I didn't think much of it.

But now- I wonder if there are greater implications to this power than I considered. I can imagine no other path than the one at your side - and this situation only confirms my decision - but I can't help but wonder about the many variant timelines I may have unintentionally created.
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[personal profile] rightfoot 2020-05-30 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
I...

[ He considers his answer. Nothing about that seems to match up, given the fountain that he'sin. Usually everyone knows when there's large group of arrivals. They receive information upon getting into the city, but the strange arrivals now were nothing like that. ]

I would have thought so, but I guess not. Welcome, then.

[ He considers. ]

Where were you before this?
kingofunification: (proposition)

[personal profile] kingofunification 2020-05-30 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Finally--finally a strong emotion.

It was petty of him to say what he did, to purposely to try to rile her up. It shouldn't matter--she would never exist in his timeline as she was, and he would never exist in hers. He was owed no favors, nor did he gain any benefit from poking at a sleeping bear. However...

...however, it gave him something. Some kind of sick, twisted relief that she would direct her anger at him. Anger was attention, even if it was negative. Anger meant he was at least matter in someway to her, even if it was just to receive her ire.]


Our ambitions are the same, but our methods are not. [Claude's stopped his steps in turn with hers, hands outstretched. He tries to retrieve his mask of calm, biting back the inexpiable hurt in his chest.] I know of what powers you've received from Sothis--[Thanks to a combination of his pushy younger self and the generosity of the Teach he knew]--how integral it is to any war efforts, thought I don't claim to fully comprehend all it's depths. I understand that without it, the bloodshed would probably be more than I could fathom.

However-- [For a moment, there's a crack in his mask--his frustration, his exhaustion and troubled thoughts pulling at his brow and his lips, tensing his shoulder.] That doesn't mean I can't continue to hold onto a hope that things will work out. That things will get better.

[Claude straightens again, the cool facade of a Duke on his face--a general at war who's hands can't help but to be stained with blood.] My timeline may be broken to you, but it is not for me.
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kingofunification: (shock)

[personal profile] kingofunification 2020-05-30 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
[The only thing keeping Claude's jaw off the ground is the whirring of his thoughts, flashes of hypotheses and memories flooding his mind. Of fast reactions, of wide-eyed glances, of miraculous deflections and counters--

He knew that Sothis gave something to Byleth, and that merging with a Goddess had to have his merits as well as drawbacks. He even had his suspicious of what that power might be, with Byleth's reactions during battles.

But he didn't expect...]


That's-- [He blinks, suddenly remembering where they were. His eyes rove frantically around the small crowd--sure these people weren't from their world, but sharing something like this out in the open didn't feel right.]

[Claude grabs Byleth's hand, giving a gentle tug as he starts to lead them towards the empty trees not far from the celebrations.] This is not the best place to discuss this. [His voice is low, chancing a glance back at Byleth.] Let's find somewhere quiet to talk, my friend.
thatsamoray: i'm not here to learn (what have "we" learned?)

[personal profile] thatsamoray 2020-05-30 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Even with all these magical enhancement, Floyd can't help but think, land-dwellers are so fragile. That made them very expendable toys.]

[The fight was fun, though. The fight had both driven him off the edge and kept him grounded over the last week. He wasn't really thinking when he went in with the nails. It was distance, it was something to try, but it proves beneficial when an arm comes swinging at him.]

[The arm connects, again, right in the face, but is responded to with- CHOMP- Sharp, pointed teeth dig into her forearm.]
hegemonwings: (Yᴏᴜ ᴘᴀssᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғɪɴɢᴇʀs)

[personal profile] hegemonwings 2020-05-30 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ she listens as claude goes on. their methods, as if he hadn't admitted to desiring conquest himself at derdriu. but again, this is not the claude she knows... and it sounds as if edelgard's methods were much worse in his version of the conflict. she's seen a glimpse of how edelgard might have waged her war, had she not been there. it's not a difficult concept.

still, there's something... tired in her expression. her tone softens a bit when she speaks again. there is a true history, she thinks, one she has fought and struggled for, one that belongs solely in the hands of humankind, but... even so.
]

... I don't know if she's lost sight of her path, in your version of things. But her reasons, her aims, those are right. [ she hates thinking of the possibility of this outcome, really, and she finds it hard to reconcile the schemer with the buried heart—the demon strategist, the master tactician—with the man in front of her. even if the claude she knows isn't an enemy. ] Should the war go your way, don't let it be for nothing. See the work through. Just... [ something ugly twists in her chest. ]

Spare her, if you can.
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unsacrificing: (iv.)

[personal profile] unsacrificing 2020-05-30 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
[byleth nods, allowing claude to take him wherever he feels is safe and private. he can always, always count on claude to watch out for him like this, to always have his back as byleth always has claude's. what a wonderful team they make.

byleth feels a bit of a shiver run through him, likely due to his new coldblooded nature, and he huddles closer to claude to leech some of his warmth.]
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[personal profile] kingofunification 2020-05-30 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
[It's a short walk until they're in the middle of the trees, the moon lighting up the small clearing Claude finds. There fair enough away from the festivities that the sounds of chatter is barely a whisper on the breeze, the lights of distant bonfires winking like fireflies from gaps in the forest.

Claude turns to face Byleth fully as he stops. He drops the hand in his--but still lingers close, resting a hand on his shoulder instead.]


I have...many questions. I'm honestly floundering trying to wrap my head around the concept, even though I've seen you do more impossible things. But-- [His brow furrows, concern shining in his gaze as he looks at Byleth's face, searching for any minute changes in his expression.] It sounds to me as if you're somehow blaming yourself for these other impossible timelines--as if you could have predicted this, or that the fault would lie completely on your shoulders.
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[personal profile] trost 2020-05-30 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ No reaction is better than giving a reaction. He's much nicer than he thinks he is and tends to feel awkward or embarrassed when people call him out for doing good. Some of the awkwardness from before has passed, so he finally thinks he's allowed to stop messing with the firewood and join her on the couch. ]

Are they supposed to be feared? [ Because why would people pass down a story about a monster if not to scare others, right? He feels like he's missing something here. ] Can't imagine a creature that's harmed by the sun being all that frightening.
unsacrificing: (ii.)

[personal profile] unsacrificing 2020-05-30 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
[as always, claude reads him like a book - despite having such an expressionless face, claude seems to understand him regardless. perhaps it's from all the time they've spent together, staying up late strategizing. they can read each other, and byleth is incredibly grateful for it in this moment.]

I'm sorry- I know that was a lot at once. But I don't think it's anything I need to hide, as here we are- in a place beyond the time and space we know.

[his gaze casts downward, unable to meet claude's.]

I just don't know how else to explain it. I used the power carelessly - without thought to the consequences. Whether I am solely responsible for it or not - you can't deny the possibility that I might have had a hand in it.
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[personal profile] fordola 2020-05-30 10:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Desire to own more land, for one."

She couldn't help but feel like explaining it to this soft, soft man. "No - cannot simply be given, though. Somebody has something, and somebody else wants it."

Her strange ears pressed up a little, looking to his mask. An odd kindness in her eyes. "It sounds strange now I mention it, huh..."