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relinquishing) wrote2023-01-27 01:24 am
relinquishing) wrote2023-01-27 01:24 am
INACTIVE - Appointments - IC
"Sit back, relax, prop your feet up if you need to. Let me get you something to drink, and we'll talk!"
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One-on-one meetings, conversations, backthreading, LJ-thread-pickup, and any other encounters that we might need to work out outside of regular logs can be placed here.
Specify:
1)Vatheon or Luceti
2)Date the thread takes place
3)[Voice], [Text], or [Action]
If we're backthreading/moving from LJ, please link back to the previous thread!
/KNOWS THIS FEEL
[When Guy finally speaks, Ion's reply is immediate.]
Luke is fine.
[He doesn't know that. He doesn't know what became of Luke at all. He was gone by the time Ion had arrived. But he needs to believe it. He needs to believe Luke is all right, that the healers got to him in time, that he's just resting in the clinic and sleeping off his pain... he needs to believe it so strongly, when he says it, he very nearly convinces himself that it's the truth. And that's likely the only thing holding him together right now, outside of his immediate concern for Guy.]
[But his face doesn't look happy. Because that sentence isn't over yet. Perhaps it's just the events of the day wearing him down, but he's not in a position to soften the blow about the truth of what happened.]
[He can't look Guy in the eyes when he continues, staring instead down at his lap.]
...but Asch is dead.
no subject
The blonde shuts his eyes and forces himself to relax again, keeping silent to Ion's statement. Luke was alive, and that itself was a small comfort right now. But Asch...
He... killed Asch.
To assume that healers would have reached them both in time was a bit ridiculous, wasn't it? And with the way Asch had been injured... Guy wasn't sure that even the best of healers could have revived him in time.
The silence is thick for another long moment before Guy finally speaks again, his voice just a little stronger than before.]
I assume the curse slot's been removed, then.
[If Ion was here, that was probably the case... although, hadn't he been sick? He glances over - Ion looked a little better than the last time he and Guy had spoken, but he still seemed so frail.
Whether that was because of the fonic arte he just used or something else entirely wasn't about to be questioned.]
You feeling alright?
/I think I just beat you in lateness....
[But at Guy's question, he has to look up. After everything that's happened, after what Ion just told him... he's asking about Ion? For a moment, he looks genuinely lost as to what to say.]
...I'm the one who should be asking you. You've been unconscious this whole time.
[Many unspoken words hang just off the tip of his tongue, but he can't bring himself to say them. Asch is dead. He was killed by your blade. How are you so calm about this? Why...? It would be cruel to ask such things, and he knows it. It wasn't Guy's fault. It was the Curse Slot... and even then, not knowing the details of what happened, there's no telling whether Asch had even been a target at all.]
[And even if he had... what was there for Guy to say? Guy and Asch weren't friends. He had no obligation to feel anything about killing him, other than perhaps the guilt of knowing he indirectly caused the death of an innocent man.]
[But perhaps the truth of the matter was Asch was Ion's friend. And even knowing Guy wasn't the right one to blame for his death, and that this wasn't the same Guy who Asch had been involved with... he still wanted Guy to feel something for him.]