As long as you're resting... [Uncertainly. Please sir your RESTS. But he's quiet for a second after that, because yeah! That really is just. The part about all of this that sits the most ill at ease with him. Just the fact that, as a teacher, he was able to do nothing for his student as he was off fucking dying on a Thursday night.]
...Thank you, dear. [But his loss, however sad it is, is still one that he can bear. He's not barely holding himself together, at least.] I had hoped the Angels were right, even after the barrier went up last night.
I have great concerns for our future. For the weekend as a whole. For you, for Yves. I worry of the implications. [ a pause. the waves crash over the sand, rhythmic, repetitive, and he turns his head back towards them. ]
...I am thinking much of a kind young man who helped me with our silly outfits that first day, so I might not be so embarrassed.
[What a mood! What a mood. He also just kind of stares oceanward after a few moments, letting the waves carry his thoughts away for a few moments as he just listens to Taair.
There's a soft little sigh.]
You and I share the same concerns, then. Along with many others, I'm sure... I heard from Neverah that she was discussing the possibility of putting this entire project on hold with the Angels earlier, and that may be for the best.
[It won't undo the losses already wrought, but it may help prevent future ones.]
...He was always a bit difficult to connect with, that boy... But it was clear even from when he was younger that his heart cared deeply.
Mm. [ there's a small smile at the mention of neverah, though his heart aches a little at the thought. ] She would, though...I wonder what that would mean. Or if it were even possible.
The Radiant, I doubt, would let a trial such as this stop once it was in place. [ if it was his god, at least - judgement is apt. ] Perhaps that is a bit less optimistic of me than our scriptures say, but there would likely be an adage about strength through adversity. But...I hope that I'm wrong.
[ man. catholic guilt.
the conversation turns back to adolphe, though, and the memory draws a small, soft smile on taair, too. ]
I think so, too. [ soft. ] ...He picked me up and carried me away from that ridiculous goose, earlier this week. I called for help, and in he came like a hero.
[CATHOLIC GUILT!!!! types catholic guy too like well yeah there are two of those here as well
Lucas is just kind of quiet for a second before nodding.]
That had been my concern. That something like this, once in place, couldn't be stopped. But we'll have to see, I suppose.
[As ever, all down to waiting and seeing. Frustrating, but it doesn't show, at least. Instead, he chooses to hold onto his fondness for Adolphe over the negativity.]
That does sound very like him. His personality wasn't well-suited to the Corps at all, seemingly, but he's willing to help when others aren't. A very reliable person.
[There's just a soft little drifting hum echoing after that first bit. As the Radiant wills it, huh... Another god really needs to step in here and fix shit, good lord.
But he'll glance back at the question, and there's some fondness in the smile he still wears.]
The civilian corps. Adolphe was the leader after the founder passed it on to him... They handled civilian spats and stepped in to protect the populace any time it was needed. We had the Royal Guard as well, but they were rather useless.
[ the way this is so specifically tailored to his interests and it is in the SADDEST CONTEXT ]
Oh... how... what a wonderful thing to do. [ his smile is genuine, too, though it is far more melancholy than usual. it reminds him for a moment of home. adolphe would have fit right in, in iria. ] It is good, that the people would care for themselves in the face of incompetence...
[ he also thinks maybe the royal guard also needs to be flipped off just a little bit. ]
And... a heavy responsibility for him to have born, yet - not so far of a step up, from the big brother of an orphanage. [ oof. his heart aches the minute he says it. ] I can nearly picture it.
[AAAAAAAA TAKES YOU OUT IN MY VIOLENT FLAILING WE DIE TOGETHER
But yeah! It sure is just. Another elder brotherly sort of role, just to the population at large instead of his siblings from the orphanage. Hateful! He is tired.]
Isn't it just? Yves was also a member from fairly young, I believe... The two of them alone always made the streets feel safer.
[NO THANKS TO THE ROYAL GUARD!!!!!]
I do think he had a penchant for defending and protecting others in general... Those were roles he frequently took on, after all.
[ beats you and haki up "why aki" idk man catch strays
there's a very soft huff of a laugh. ] A golden hearted young man.
And... one taken from us, too soon. [ the statement comes out of his mouth like a belated reminder to himself, quietly solemn. it was all he saw over his time in jiaoqiu's memories. senseless, pointless, death and loss, with nothing you could do about it. ]
...Yves said this is the second time he's lost him.
The smile stays in place, though; soft, sorrowful, fairly even-keeled. Fading only just the very slightest bit at the mention of his early loss, and then just the tiniest bit more when speaking of Yves.]
...Yes. Adolphe died before the both of us. His loss was as senseless and tragic then as it is now. For Yves to have to endure it again, as well... It's another, horrible tragedy.
...Will the two of you be alright, Lucas? [ yves, but... he glances sidelong at the fade in lucas' smile. ]
I know - that you are the one of you that must remain steadfast, but if you are sad, there is no shame in letting your sorrow go. Or... at least, I won't tell anyone, if you do.
The smile doesn't drop, but again, there's some of that warmth and gratitude.]
Thank you, dear... The two of us will be alright, yes. [He does at least sound sure about that.] And you can rest assured that I'm letting myself feel my sorrow, though I do appreciate your kindness. It's the least I can give to Adolphe.
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He's pretty put-together but also immediately looking worried as he spots Taair, swerving from wherever he'd been heading to make his way over.]
Should you be out here, my dear?
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Ah... I was growing tired of being cooped up inside. Don't worry - I've been here for a little while.
[ with a little smile, though, it fades very quickly. ]
Lucas, your student... I'm so sorry.
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As long as you're resting... [Uncertainly. Please sir your RESTS. But he's quiet for a second after that, because yeah! That really is just. The part about all of this that sits the most ill at ease with him. Just the fact that, as a teacher, he was able to do nothing for his student as he was off fucking dying on a Thursday night.]
...Thank you, dear. [But his loss, however sad it is, is still one that he can bear. He's not barely holding himself together, at least.] I had hoped the Angels were right, even after the barrier went up last night.
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[ baby. he looks at him for a long moment, sad, soft, and then... pats the spot by him on the stage. ]
Come... will you sit with me, for a little while?
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A penny for your thoughts?
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I have great concerns for our future. For the weekend as a whole. For you, for Yves. I worry of the implications. [ a pause. the waves crash over the sand, rhythmic, repetitive, and he turns his head back towards them. ]
...I am thinking much of a kind young man who helped me with our silly outfits that first day, so I might not be so embarrassed.
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There's a soft little sigh.]
You and I share the same concerns, then. Along with many others, I'm sure... I heard from Neverah that she was discussing the possibility of putting this entire project on hold with the Angels earlier, and that may be for the best.
[It won't undo the losses already wrought, but it may help prevent future ones.]
...He was always a bit difficult to connect with, that boy... But it was clear even from when he was younger that his heart cared deeply.
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The Radiant, I doubt, would let a trial such as this stop once it was in place. [ if it was his god, at least - judgement is apt. ] Perhaps that is a bit less optimistic of me than our scriptures say, but there would likely be an adage about strength through adversity. But...I hope that I'm wrong.
[ man. catholic guilt.
the conversation turns back to adolphe, though, and the memory draws a small, soft smile on taair, too. ]
I think so, too. [ soft. ] ...He picked me up and carried me away from that ridiculous goose, earlier this week. I called for help, and in he came like a hero.
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Lucas is just kind of quiet for a second before nodding.]
That had been my concern. That something like this, once in place, couldn't be stopped. But we'll have to see, I suppose.
[As ever, all down to waiting and seeing. Frustrating, but it doesn't show, at least. Instead, he chooses to hold onto his fondness for Adolphe over the negativity.]
That does sound very like him. His personality wasn't well-suited to the Corps at all, seemingly, but he's willing to help when others aren't. A very reliable person.
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[ taair says quietly - a hint of something rueful, there. it will be, and it is very likely they will be able to do anything about it.
...
quiet, for a moment, but he looks at lucas, gentle curiosity. ] ...Corps?
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But he'll glance back at the question, and there's some fondness in the smile he still wears.]
The civilian corps. Adolphe was the leader after the founder passed it on to him... They handled civilian spats and stepped in to protect the populace any time it was needed. We had the Royal Guard as well, but they were rather useless.
[Lucas in every route like (flips off the rich).]
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Oh... how... what a wonderful thing to do. [ his smile is genuine, too, though it is far more melancholy than usual. it reminds him for a moment of home. adolphe would have fit right in, in iria. ] It is good, that the people would care for themselves in the face of incompetence...
[ he also thinks maybe the royal guard also needs to be flipped off just a little bit. ]
And... a heavy responsibility for him to have born, yet - not so far of a step up, from the big brother of an orphanage. [ oof. his heart aches the minute he says it. ] I can nearly picture it.
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But yeah! It sure is just. Another elder brotherly sort of role, just to the population at large instead of his siblings from the orphanage. Hateful! He is tired.]
Isn't it just? Yves was also a member from fairly young, I believe... The two of them alone always made the streets feel safer.
[NO THANKS TO THE ROYAL GUARD!!!!!]
I do think he had a penchant for defending and protecting others in general... Those were roles he frequently took on, after all.
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there's a very soft huff of a laugh. ] A golden hearted young man.
And... one taken from us, too soon. [ the statement comes out of his mouth like a belated reminder to himself, quietly solemn. it was all he saw over his time in jiaoqiu's memories. senseless, pointless, death and loss, with nothing you could do about it. ]
...Yves said this is the second time he's lost him.
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The smile stays in place, though; soft, sorrowful, fairly even-keeled. Fading only just the very slightest bit at the mention of his early loss, and then just the tiniest bit more when speaking of Yves.]
...Yes. Adolphe died before the both of us. His loss was as senseless and tragic then as it is now. For Yves to have to endure it again, as well... It's another, horrible tragedy.
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...Will the two of you be alright, Lucas? [ yves, but... he glances sidelong at the fade in lucas' smile. ]
I know - that you are the one of you that must remain steadfast, but if you are sad, there is no shame in letting your sorrow go. Or... at least, I won't tell anyone, if you do.
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The smile doesn't drop, but again, there's some of that warmth and gratitude.]
Thank you, dear... The two of us will be alright, yes. [He does at least sound sure about that.] And you can rest assured that I'm letting myself feel my sorrow, though I do appreciate your kindness. It's the least I can give to Adolphe.
[A show of good ol messy human emotion.]