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[accidentalchaos]

[ The Crystal Tower was quiet. Even with a group living there, the halls were quiet - until footsteps began to echo down the halls. A single figure had entered. He would have broken in, but nothing was broken.

He stood outside one bedroom in paticular. Taking a deep breath in, Elidibus - no, the Warrior of Light who carried that name - entered. Unaware one of the two resting in there was awake.

To collect and take Bolormaa, for what he planned, he needed to come to Xandes' old bedroom, adapted for the ones who lived there. His own Light was not enough. And after feeling power flow, she was strong enough now. If they worked together...

...well, that would be something he discussed with her. He stepped forward, in his armour. Until he noticed the other. The Miqo'te, turned to a robot. G'raha Tia, heir of the Allagan Empire. So this would be what he had to confront... something simple, he hoped. One who carried blood of a previous iteration, one who carried a new one forward. Another of the most queer of this one. Just as this whole damn tower was.

Elidibus didn't notice how Bolormaa shuddered, how her body was in pain. ]

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[aneyeonthepast]

[Someone else is moving in the Tower. He's not sure how they've arrived, but- G'raha doesn't like this. Especially not if they're coming here, to their room…

He's sitting up, watching the door, ears flicking. One hand reached out to Bolormaa, trying to reassure her.]

Who are you?

[…actually. doesn't he look a little familiar…?]

[accidentalchaos]

[ As Bolormaa continued to curl up, the man looked to G'raha. He remained in place, eyes unblinking. ]

...Long ago, we met. In another Cycle. Do you remember now?

[aneyeonthepast]

[he strokes her shoulder, worried, but keeps his eyes forward.]

A little- I think. I- that was some time ago-

I didn't expect you'd come here.

[accidentalchaos]

...It was, wasn't it. Before where time was broken fell, as all Cycle shall. [ sadness in his voice, as he takes a step forward. ]

I have come for the being of Light.

[aneyeonthepast]

Before this Shard. Mm.

[he shifts, to put himself between Elidibus and Bolormaa.]. Bolormaa? Why?

[accidentalchaos]

...For my deeds. [ It is a quiet whisper, he didn't expect anybody here. ] It is for my deeds, yes.

[aneyeonthepast]

Your deeds…? [he frowns, head tilted. Trying to recall.]. You believe that she can fix them?

[accidentalchaos]

...You recall the Worldeater and his Planesgorgers, correct? [ now he seems a little concerned, as Bolormaa shudders more. ] They fear the Light.

[aneyeonthepast]

Of course. [he shifts a little closer to her, gaze lowering for a moment.] She has… a lot… You want her to use it again them?

[accidentalchaos]

...I do. You're smart, G'raha. [ a little smile. ] But it seems she is unable to consent herself.

Besides. If she consented - if the world knew she did - everything may fall apart.

[aneyeonthepast]

…thank you. [a little murr.]. I do what I can. As does she, but…. [well.]

… Is that so? You mean- this is something the world has to struggle against itself?

[accidentalchaos]

...She tried to do something beyond her ability. I worry for her. [ It's said so... deadpan.

But, a nod. ] I am their enemy. To them, I am simply the beast who leads Her. Ah. The fragment here presents as feminine.

[aneyeonthepast]

That's… well, not inaccurate. You do? [he tilts his head, surprised.

After a moment, he settles, listening.] Right- as one seeking to bring Chaos. Of the Worldeater? And She- do we need to deal with Her?

[accidentalchaos]

She is a child, G'raha Tia... one who represents what is right. But do not let her know I said that. [ tsundere time >3c ]

...To seal Her, I require Her weakened. But I cannot fight her myself. And my allies... would not let me turn on Her.

[aneyeonthepast]

Oh- well. I'm sure she'd appreciate it, but if that's what you'd prefer…. [he does smile a bit! but. it's still serious.]

They'd… tear you down, I assume. So we need to do that…? [hm.] If I may- why do you wish to do this?

[accidentalchaos]

...Why? I was once a hero, G'raha. Perhaps I feel a longing for the past?

[aneyeonthepast]

That’s - entirely possible, I suppose- you know yourself best, of course. I don’t mean to object, but I was curious.

[accidentalchaos]

...I have said my farewells to those I work with. And yet, they will likely be defensive. Sad, isn't it? To rely on another.

[aneyeonthepast]

Defensive of you?

I don’t believe that. We work with others all our lives.

[accidentalchaos]

Of what they were promised.

Raha, do you think everybody is deserving of life?

[aneyeonthepast]

Ah. It's- this would run counter to those, wouldn't it?

[…well.] For the most part, yes.

[accidentalchaos]

...My followers were promised life, for never turning on Her. They will be ready to fight.

Which makes my duty difficult, you understand.

[aneyeonthepast]

Ah… A reward for service, and to keep it.

Of course. They'll have to be fought as well? And… no doubt they'll dislike this.

[accidentalchaos]

One does not fight. The other will not stay their weapon.

I only hope they are not killed. [ he steps closer again. towards the shuddering bolormaa. ]

[aneyeonthepast]

One doesn't…? They do- something else, then?

… I don't know. If we fight them…. [a little chuff, as he shifts.] …speaking of. What do you want her to do?

[accidentalchaos]

...he is not a fighter. He is... afraid. Simply wishing to live. I fear what your people will do.

[ he sighs, looking to bolormaa. ] I have need of her Light, as I said. Once the Word is weakened enough, she and I can seal it. Even in her current state.

[aneyeonthepast]

Perhaps we'll be able to come to an arrangement- I hope we can.

…very well. Then- we need to get her there? And safe…. How would that work?

[accidentalchaos]

...I shall be taking her. As if it were a kidnapping. For what else would motivate those who are strong enough?

[aneyeonthepast]

Well- that makes sense, but- she's my wife. I don't want that.

[accidentalchaos]

What do you propose, then? We fight?

[aneyeonthepast]

…it would lend a certain air of authenticity.

[accidentalchaos]

I destroy you, and take her.

...And you may act the part of grieving husband well. [ Elidibus gently takes out a Blue Fang. ] I am sorry.

[aneyeonthepast]

Ah. [he shakes a little, tail flicking, fingers curling.] Yes- of course. [he reaches for Bolormaa for a moment, to reassure himself for the future. it’ll be fine. it has to be.]

I don’t think that will take much acting... [he eyes the Fang, a little curious, but- this isn’t really the time. He shifts to try and defend himself.]. I am too.