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Finn tightened his hand on Lily's, a touch unnerved. He was picking up the notes in his tone, the way he stood--the body language. Something had gone down. And it wasn't good. Alma shook her head slightly. "... because of Veles," Onas replied. His reddish brown hair was short but curled lightly. "I tried to attack him first... and he was in my head. I tried to leave, to put distance between me and the others because I knew... I knew." Alma's brown eyes widened slightly. "Onas..." "Tia is gone... I ... don't think Vedea is alive. She was injured when I last saw her..." the man turned to the rocks again, sitting down. "I am a traitor. There is no redemption for one like me." --- Xevon shook his head, forcing his memories back. "Veles is gone--" he insisted, chasing after the woman. "I promise he is, look," his free hand lifted to his collar, pulling it back to show the nasty scar. "I am alive. That means he is dead." He tried to ignore the fact that he had absolutely destroyed a few buttons in the process. But the scar was proof. "I am Xevon, he killed me. But he is dead and I am alive. I need you to come to us. Help us find the others. It's not over yet, we need to find them. You are so close, please, just a little bit more. We... we have to find Cressidae," he fished for the other name, "she is lost, like you." A lie but it'd work for now. "Renissa, come back." |
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He didn’t turn back around to look at Lily when he answered her question, he kept his gaze focused on the ground he had come from, crumpling down soon after. This wasn’t the god of violence she was expecting, she had expected a grand entrance of an overly confident man, but this was the image of defeat. Tia was a new name, but what intrigued her the most was what he then called himself. Her hand was loosely holding Finn’s, too caught up in Onas’s words to return the stronger grip. “Traitor? If you attacked them then how..” Lily felt her words trail off as she pieced together the small amount of information. The only conclusion she could come to was that Veles had used Onas. A cruel enough thought to make her stammer out into silence. – Renissa flinched at the quick movement of this man’s arm, brashly displaying his skin and sending his shirt buttons into the grass at their feet. He is alive but who is he. Xevon, she didn’t know a Xevon. Was she supposed to know him? It was the next name that made her world tilt on its axis, eyes widening and showing an uncomfortable amount of their whites. Cressidae. She knew Cressidae, she had vanished. Left them to face Veles after they all argued, argued about who’s tactic was best. It ended up with them falling right into Veles’s plans. Veles who was dead. Dead. Renissa sucked in a sharp breath,the mistiness of her image was more tangible now but still not completely whole. The glazed horror in her eyes was replaced by something almost like realisation, recognition that she wasn’t looking at the battle torn grounds around her home. It was healed, the grass was lush and waving in the breeze. The man before her was not Onas, she did not know this man. Which meant someone had managed to get into their realm. Meaning that Veles was in fact dead. “He’s dead.” She turned to look squarely up at Xevon, her voice stronger. |
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Alma stepped back for a moment or two. "He used you?" "... he was a man when I confronted him, but he... he was not a man in my head. He was a beast, a clawed beast," his hand lifted to his throat, not noticing Finn's lift up to his stomach. Claws. He knew a thing or two about claws. "I was fighting him in my head but... outwardly, he was using me," the former god continued and waved one hand. "I am better off dead." "Well, could you help us get home before you die?" Finn said dryly. "Here's a hot thought, sure, you might not be 'fit' for a redemption arc. But at least, before you die, do something good for us so that it isn't all bad?" While Finn's tone was slightly dry, the god seemed thoughtful. --- The name. That... was something. It seemed to slowly drag the woman from whoever or wherever she had been to where they were now. The field, the grass, the hills... everything was green. His eyes lowered to Renissa before nodding. "Veles is dead. While I wish, desperately, to say I was the one to kill him... that is not my prize to carry. But I can show you who did kill him. Veles can't hurt anyone anymore." He stepped back, giving her space. "We were trapped in his ... hotel. It took five of us to kill him, and when we escaped... it led us here. We are travelers, refugees, and we need your help, Renissa." He paused before lowering to one knee, a sign of respect. |
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Lily couldn't help the small scoff that came from her throat, turning to look up at Finn and lightly tap her free hand on his chest for the bluntness of his words. While she agreed that the god could help them before resigning himself to die, some compassion would have been nice. "What he means is," She brought her pointed look away from Finn and over to the back of Onas's head. "Veles is gone now, he maniuplated you but he's gone. We were trapped in his hotel but we killed him." Lily voice was confident, wanting to assert some sort of presence that displayed the idea that they did in fact kill Veles. Which she was guessing that Onas would be surprised by or outright refuse to believe. -- Renissa remained silent, watching with thoughful eyes as Xevon moved around. She let him stay where he was on the ground for a few heartbeats, unspeaking before her neck moved, nodding slowly. Her hand extended and rested on Xevon's shoulder firmly. "Yes." She began slowly. "Yes, of course." Renissa sounded as though she was convincing herself as well an answering Xevon. Then all of a sudden she turned her gaze to peer over at Callisto, his shoulders jumped up in surprise as he gazed back at her with his pink eyes wide. "Follow me, both of you." Renissa carefully withdrew her hand from Xevon's shoulder, beckoning for the two men to follow her. If they had been a part of the group to have brought Veles's demise, then she would find a way to send them home. |
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Onas lowered his head and shook it eventually. "He didn't manipulate me, I knew what I was getting into and I ignored the warnings. I ignored everyone who said not to." At the last bit, a sigh lowered his chest. "There's no way. You'd have to--" "To get to the lantern, destroy it and then kill him," Finn guessed, his head tilting to the side. "Right?" "Exactly." "We did that," Finn's lips pulled into a dry smile. "Look, you're a war god right? Right. Well, now you're a prisoner of war--our prisoner--so you have to do what we want." The man looked up at him. "What?" "Whatever Lily," he gestured to the woman beside him, "says. You do. Tada. You don't have to make a choice, you're devoid of responsibility and whatnot." The man's golden eyes rested on Lily. "... very well." ---- Xevon looked down at her hand, resting on his shoulder. It was taking everything in him to stay together. But he marched forward, slipping into old habits. If he just didn't think, if he ran on autopilot, then it would all be fine. He'd be fine. It'd all work out. She wasn't that woman. She was different. He reminded himself mentally, following silently after the goddess as she pieced through the fields and grass. At least she knew where they were going. |
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“Prisoner?” Lily sounded as shocked as she felt, her head whipping around to look up at Finntello. The poor man had just been brought back from being a literal creepy crawly, had a crisis and now was being told he was a prisoner. “Finn, I don’t think that’s-” She was cut off by his next bit, giving her a once over with his hand as he spoke. What she said? Was Finn having a laugh? Lily looked over towards Onas, waiting for him to bubble up with a refusal but it never came. Instead he stared at her for a long moment and then agreed, her face fell into exasperation. Looking over to Alma, pleading for some sort of divine intervention from the woman. She knew both of these men, surely she had something to say about it. So Onas just had to do what she said, meaning all choices she made meant they had a total roll on effect on Onas. Lovely. – It wasn’t a particularly long way she was leading them, she was headed straight back to her home. It was like an anchor to her, she could form better thoughts on it now, there was no grim haze over her vision. There was a lingering feeling beneath her skin that she was dreaming, that this was another trick played on her by her own mind. For now, she ignored that pull and tried to solidify herself within the events she was experiencing. She had never seen these men, she couldn’t make up faces she had never seen before, surely not. Callisto was trailing behind them, a little lost in the proceedings, not wanting to speak out in fear of disrupting whatever was going on. He wasn’t stupid nor blind, he could almost see Xevon being pulled at the seams by the interaction. Hopefully, now that this Renissa wasn’t so fuelled by her memories, he would be able to handle it himself. He wasn’t exactly sure if his presence would be welcomed or shrugged off, so to keep his own sanity, Callisto remained at the back. Watching carefully as they approached the cottage garden gate and Renissa pushed it open to lead them inside. |
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Finn stepped closer to Lily, tipping his head down. "If we give him the choice to make, he's going to just sit down and sulk," he murmured for her to hear. "If we make him think that he doesn't have a choice, work with the concepts he knows, he's going to be more receptive and, later on, we can help him see that he wasn't the problem." His eyes flicked toward the man, whose gaze was on the ground once again. "If you need help, Alma is right there. She can help us figure out how to help him and ourselves. I figure... it was the best choice. He doesn't like Alma, I kinda mouthed off... and you're the smartest one here." Alma crossed her arms over her chest, looking over Onas. "You're thin." "And you are young." "We will head back and you will eat," she stated, gesturing for the other pair to follow. ---- Xevon followed after her, each step entirely on autopilot. His eyes were focused ahead but clearly... his mind was not. His hands clenched in fists at his sides, marching. How well was she going to take the news? Was it better to tell her once she had her godly essence? Or now? But if Tia and Vedea had left the letter opener and the daggers... that left the question of the locket. Granted, Xevon had bought it. He was going to put a tiny picture of his comrades in it, a reminder of what he was carrying with him. He had never gotten that far. But still! Who bought a locket from a hotel gift shop? What sort of hotel had a gift shop in the first place? And why had it only given him and Finn wings? Everyone else who had found the locket... hadn't had a thing happen. Xevon shook his head clear of his thoughts and stopped at the gate. Subtle alarm bells were ringing in his head, senses tingling. Something was wrong. |
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