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[daggering]

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week 2 monday!

[daggering]

[ it's the party city!

vax is here, looking at a... costume for a small child, maybe.... ?

he seems to think it is the fucking funniest thing in the world, though, checking out the details before he notices kumon. ]

'llo, Kumon. Looking for something?

week 3 monday!

[daggering]

[ hello kumon. you ever just get trapped in a room with someone on your way out of somewhere with memory bubbles? kinda sucks.

vax just looks at it, for a long minute, and closes his eyes. ]

...Might as well get this over with.

[ he reaches out and gently touches the bubble to imbue it with blue.

today you're wearing a set of armor, and the world is finally nearing somewhere close to calm. you find yourself standing in a castle, speaking with a man who you know very, very well. gilmore - who is gilmore, and not a rakshasa, this time, is one of the smartest people you know. you get his attention to the armor, tell him he knows everything - he flushes and says otherwise - and asks him to take a look at it.

It came from a god, you say.

gilmore takes it seriously. he looks you up and down (and you can feel that, gilmore!), but his eyes flash with a bit of magic as he does.

"There's certainly some dark, divine energy about it. And this... tell you what."

he looks you up and down, one more time. "Follow me.

and you do. (you shouldn't, probably: a creature disguised as gilmore tried to kill you barely two days ago.) gilmore seems cognizant of this; he laughs and says "It's really me, this time!" and you laugh, and join him without a second thought.

he takes you outside, up, up. past the ramparts of the beautiful castle of whitestone, all the way to the sheer edge. the castle is built into the sheer drop of a mountaintop, and the view is breathtaking, as the cold wind whips around the two of you.

gilmore looks you in the eyes, when you look down at the great fall, and then back at him.

and he says - Do you trust me? (memory continues to 2:15:34).

you watch him, you consider - your friendship, your lives together, and everything that you've been through, rakshasha included. and you say, softly - ]

I do.

[ and gilmore smiles. you look to the drop

and he pushes you off the side of the building.

you fall. barely a second. one, two.

and then there's a fwoosh noise as a pair of massive, black wings sprout from your armor. dark as night, the feathers of ravens; spare ones flutter off the air as the wind catches underneath you, and you go from the fall of death to soaring over the forests of whitestone.

and the joy is effusive as it runs through you. you can't help yourself; mischievous, delighted, you do a loop and fly straight up the side of the tower, and like a bird of prey, snatch gilmore off of the roof and straight to the sky. he squawks and throws his arms around your shoulders, and you shout - ]

You fucking brilliant bastard, thank you!

[ and gilmore is nervous but still smiling, and you realize yourself about four seconds later and mutter - ] ...this is embarrassing, sorry. [ as the childish joy settles, your ears turn red, and you float slowly back down with gilmore to the roof of the castle, feathers settling in your wake. ]