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[ascienti]

[ A few days after arriving - his legs re-appearing quite oddly - Umbrosa (Or, Urianger as he'd told her - though he prefered using the name Umbrosa with people) had calmed a little. Though his mind had been stolen by another, he was still a charming young man.

Having slung on a poncho - it hid his strangely strong body, he thought - him and T'rhabye had been stating in Papalydas' house.

Even if, when leaving the door, it seemed to shift and change every single time. (Many exits to the same house - it was confusing.)

And today, it had opened to the beach. There was confusion in Umbrosas' eyes, as he looked back into the house.

What should they do? ]

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[wordsoftravelling]

There was- we had a good companion, a good friend- given the Blessing of Light. But- they fell in battle, and from there… Everything went wrong. We of the Scions tried, but- [she swallows. Yda, and Papalymo…] We couldn't hold out. I don't know what it would be like now.

[ascienti]

...That's horrible. We-- if there had been one with the Blessing, they never... appeared in our darkest times.

[ Instead of saying more, though, he begins to kiss her more - on both her cheeks, so warmly. They both... this is safer for them, isn't it? ]

[wordsoftravelling]

No… I don't know if that's better or worse. [Because- then nothing happened to them, but…

She wraps her arms around him, clinging a little, and purrs, as hard as she can. It's not a good memory- but he's helping. She's glad they came her- for the most part, it's been a lot better.]

[ascienti]

...I hope whoever it was meant to be never suffered. [ He's kissing more and more, wrapping his tail tightly around her. And then... ]

If you had to leave... I'm sure if it became more dangerous, your allies fled as well. [ Oddly enough, he's an optimist... ] We can find them - Papalyda would enjoy it as well, would they not?

[wordsoftravelling]

I'd like to think so. [She can't be completely sure. But she leans into him, nuzzling and kissing back more slowly.]

The others… they were still trying when I left. [it's nice of him- but she's less so.] Yes… If the others did arrive, I'm sure they'd like to see them again.

[ascienti]

...Then we should look for them, yes? [ look look umbrosa we already have a lot of doubles... but if u wanna... ] Once we've stopped our Lord from tempering others. It's nice, with just us...

...And I suppose the other woman they have tempered. Rowena isn't as attractive as you.

[wordsoftravelling]

Mm… I think so. If they're here- they should know it's all right, shouldn't they? [well- there are, but these would be the ones she knows!] They'd be happier that way, I'm sure.

[she snickers a little.] I'm glad to hear you say that.

[ascienti]

...Are you happy with Lord Papalyda? [ He then asks. ]

[wordsoftravelling]

Here? I… well, yes. [she goes quiet, letting herself float a little.] I wish- it hadn't gone this way? But I- missed them.

[ascienti]

...It's strange. I know not if my mind is my own right now. Perhaps it is something to write down - for the mind of one stolen is rarely this lucid.

[ He's terrified, he's trying to say. But... Lord Papalyda will make it better, right? ]

[wordsoftravelling]

It's… I think if you think that, you've some control, but… [it's definitely worrying. She leans forward, nuzzling.] Should we get back to shore so we can?

[Papalyda's a good help, but- gien their situation, she worries.]

[ascienti]

[ There's a nod, as he begins to slowly swim back. ]

The sea... is nice, but it pulls at us. Even if it's beautiful.

[wordsoftravelling]

It's hard to bring back anything taken by the sea.

[Mm… When they get back to shallow waters and the shore, she moves to cuddle a little, ears flicking. He's… he's still here, it's okay.]

[ascienti]

[ He will hold on, even if he's got his full tail. But he looks outwards, letting his body relax. ]

We are born from the whorl, and return to it once everything ends. It's almost romantic.

[wordsoftravelling]

[That's okay- she wants to feel him now, his presence.]

It is, isn't it? There are tales like that… Not all of them happy, mind. So- not yet.

[ascienti]

...Not yet. Not until our homes are free.
[ But as he relaxes... hm. His tail rubs against... ]

A seashell. They're... beautiful to touch.

[wordsoftravelling]

Right. They will be. [as much to convince herself as anything else.

She looks down.]

Do you want to keep it?

[ascienti]

...I would, if that is. Okay. With you and our Lady both.

[ He's so very soft saying it, as the shell is picked up. ]

[wordsoftravelling]

I can't imagine it not being! Would you like to look for more?

[she leans in a little.] May I take a closer look?