open catch-all + closed prompts for August

[fulgency]

Who: Ozymandias + You (plus some closed prompts)
When: August (will be adding more prompts as time goes on!)
Where: Around!
What: Leaving the Coven after a month-long illness, Lunasa, & likely more; hmu if you would like a closed starter or a different prompt
Warnings: None so far, but will update as needed!

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[fordeath]

[ it must surely be the blessings of the heavens that bestow the piercing, divine power that is so common in the glares of kings and queens, he thinks. what a powerful and exalted station! — one that amadeus can't say means all that much to him beyond the simple formalities of address.

oh, and for the fact that — playing field of aefenglom evened out or not — ozymandias could no doubt still wipe the floor with him and the entire curtain flow of his golden hair if he wanted.

it's for that that amadeus says nothing to the warning. ]

Someone on my watch [ his little network device, as it were ] inquired about you. That's all. And while I was trying to advertise my performance, no less... [ rude, but seemingly well-intentioned, at least. ]

I'm afraid I didn't catch a name, but they seemed a touch concerned about you.

[fulgency]

[Being the topic of conversation doesn't particularly bother Ozymandias. He actually tends to thrive on being the center of everyone's attention and conversation more often than not. But his spirits do not lift in slightest at being told he was the conversation topic in that particular manner. Ozymandias finds himself irritated for a number of reasons, but because of their close association to that one point, Amadeus ends up being the focus of it.]

And how is it exactly that managed to come up in your conversation?

[He doesn't ask about the cause for concern. While he assumes it is because of his recent bout of illness, Ozymandias would rather not have any other perceived weakness named or highlighted.]

[And honestly, if Amadeus has any self of self-preservation, he probably would rather that, too. So, win-win?]

forgive me ozymandias sama

[fordeath]

[ to be the object of scapegoated negative feelings is nothing new to him. now, he's no avenger, certainly, but he knows one ... and rather well. being the first in servant history as the sole target of a lifetime of artistic jealousy gets one accustomed to situations like this.

still, the near vicinity of the pharaoh's space quickly transforms into a delicate minefield, and makes things tricky for him as one who is both recklessly honest and yet very much a fan of being physically intact.

yes, he's not one to lie, but he wonders — too late — if he's already said too much on someone else's behalf.

ah, oh well. ]

Well, you see, I gave my name, and the nature of Servants came into question following that. Naturally. [ oh, the price of fame. ] I don't believe I told them too much, but they seemed to think that was a condition worth worrying about.

rip mozart

[fulgency]

[Someone hand this man a shovel because he seems intent to keep on digging even when presumably attempting not to. Ozymandias doesn't lash out, but the tingling of magic he's felt in his fingers is certainly growing a little more pressing.]

That seems an odd conclusion for anyone to draw for you to not have said "too much."

[Not that Ozymandias feels there's particularly anything that could be said about him as a Servant that would lead anyone to feel concern for him. He is among one of the oldest and most powerful of Servants. Knowledge of that should have the opposite effect, or so Ozymandias would assume as it speaks to his resiliency and strength.]

That leads me to wonder what you said that would lead them to think of me as not only weak but in need of concern. I would not think you stupid enough to spread falsehoods like that, Caster.