[ They're not tugging their hood down until they've confirmed there's nobody else in the smoke room - nobody other than Tiernan?
But, there's a soft, tired sigh as they do so. Piercing blue eyes glance around the room, and then come to rest on the taller man. After a moment, they flash a small smile. ]
I have to admit, the timing is remarkable. I was assuming that today would be my last day with even the memories of you.
[ A quiet laugh is given. ]
Well, in any case... My name is Amdusias. Some just call me Ammy or Sia - in case you hear those two names around here, since there's a chance it could be me, as well. I... tend to get into a lot of trouble down here.
[Tiernan swirls his wine lightly before taking a sip. His smile is faint and almost wistful.]
I do have a curious talent for being in the right place at the right time. Or the wrong place at the wrong time, depending on the day of the week and who you ask.
[He gestures to the seat next to him at the bar, a casual invitation.]
Well, at least it's not Lucas again. It's nice to meet you, Amdusias. Somehow I find myself deeply unsurprised you get in trouble around here.
[The touch of the Telepathic Bond spell is featherlight, a delicate brush of magic that it is Ammy's choice to accept or reject.]
[ They don't hesitate to walk over and sit next to Tiernan. Ammy lets out a quiet laugh at the mention of the man not being surprised by them getting into trouble. ]
Ah... I guess I do have that kind of face...
[ It's said with a faux thoughtful tone. The spell's brush is met with a softening expression, at first . . . and then Ammy holds a blink, accepting that invitation. ]
[Tiernan makes an amused sound, not quite a laugh but close. His eyes are gentle but still with a hint of mischief.]
I was thinking that we look more similar now. Which I sadly cannot hold up as anything but further evidence in favor of that.
["Sadly" as if he doesn't enjoy 70% of the trouble he gets in.
Tiernan doesn't so much return the memories that belong to Nick as show Ammy where to find them. The bond goes both ways, after all, and there's...a fair amount there despite the Foundation and Lucina. He doesn't want to overwhelm so he'll let Ammy set their own pace.]
[Despite the light words, Tiernan's mental presence is coiled tightly, tense and carefully constrained as he allows Ammy's uncertainty to play itself out.
It would be so, so easy, with the bond accepted, to simply return everything that is Nick. To ensure his preferred outcome.
That is exactly why he can't. Manipulating a situation is one thing but once he starts taking away the choice, evil is inevitable.
Tiernan drinks his wine quietly and waits with something that would look like patience if Ammy weren't in his head.]
[ Ah, yes... they do happen to notice that, given how impossible it is to miss.
The look they give Tiernan carries some soft understanding, but that doesn't quite match to what's within. There's a darkness to that understanding. A sense of relating to it. After all...
Current memories are all a chaotic mess of desperation, longing, fear, and grief. In the past, there was very little Amdusias wouldn't do to keep what they had - a lot of good that did, in the end, right? Bitterness lurks.
It isn't until all of the memories are regained, Ammy finally speaks, thoughts dwelling around a young man - a certain angel. ]
Sandalphon was the first moment of selfishness... Luc tried to warn me. I tried to listen, in the beginning. [ grim smile ] Love isn't simply a two-way street. Other lives were affected by it.
[ A quiet sigh. ]
But, as I said... it was my first moment of selfishness. Nobody should expect a demon to be perfect, anyway. And finding happiness... is rare. I'd rather die, again, happy... than go back to... [ swallowing thickly ] I should go find him, soon... At least it'll be easy to, once I'm out of here.
[ For now, however, they're leaning against Tiernan, forehead resting on his shoulder. ]
I am possibly the one person in the multiverse with the least right to judge anyone else's romantic choices.
[Or how much damage those choices might have the potential to do. A demon and an angel... But why should there be exceptions? 'Love one another, but not them'? Tch.]
Nor would I ever wish you anything less than happiness... You're dear to me, after all. And more than welcome.
[Dear to him... and one of Lucina's demons, hidden away somewhere under Nick all this time. And as much as he tries not to think about it, he can't quite help the way the new knowledge itches at his mind, his memories.
"You still care, still hold him close to your heart... Try as I might, again and again, to-"
"Everything you know is a lie..."
He gently but quickly ends the spell, fingers running through Ammy's hair.]
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But, there's a soft, tired sigh as they do so. Piercing blue eyes glance around the room, and then come to rest on the taller man. After a moment, they flash a small smile. ]
I have to admit, the timing is remarkable. I was assuming that today would be my last day with even the memories of you.
[ A quiet laugh is given. ]
Well, in any case... My name is Amdusias. Some just call me Ammy or Sia - in case you hear those two names around here, since there's a chance it could be me, as well. I... tend to get into a lot of trouble down here.
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I do have a curious talent for being in the right place at the right time. Or the wrong place at the wrong time, depending on the day of the week and who you ask.
[He gestures to the seat next to him at the bar, a casual invitation.]
Well, at least it's not Lucas again. It's nice to meet you, Amdusias. Somehow I find myself deeply unsurprised you get in trouble around here.
[The touch of the Telepathic Bond spell is featherlight, a delicate brush of magic that it is Ammy's choice to accept or reject.]
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Ah... I guess I do have that kind of face...
[ It's said with a faux thoughtful tone. The spell's brush is met with a softening expression, at first . . . and then Ammy holds a blink, accepting that invitation. ]
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I was thinking that we look more similar now. Which I sadly cannot hold up as anything but further evidence in favor of that.
["Sadly" as if he doesn't enjoy 70% of the trouble he gets in.
Tiernan doesn't so much return the memories that belong to Nick as show Ammy where to find them. The bond goes both ways, after all, and there's...a fair amount there despite the Foundation and Lucina. He doesn't want to overwhelm so he'll let Ammy set their own pace.]
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I'll take your word for it.
[ And now they'll be falling quiet, gaze contemplative and briefly conflicted. There's some wariness towards taking those memories back, but...
Eventually, they do start at it; they will be going at a slow pace. ]
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[Despite the light words, Tiernan's mental presence is coiled tightly, tense and carefully constrained as he allows Ammy's uncertainty to play itself out.
It would be so, so easy, with the bond accepted, to simply return everything that is Nick. To ensure his preferred outcome.
That is exactly why he can't. Manipulating a situation is one thing but once he starts taking away the choice, evil is inevitable.
Tiernan drinks his wine quietly and waits with something that would look like patience if Ammy weren't in his head.]
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The look they give Tiernan carries some soft understanding, but that doesn't quite match to what's within. There's a darkness to that understanding. A sense of relating to it. After all...
Current memories are all a chaotic mess of desperation, longing, fear, and grief. In the past, there was very little Amdusias wouldn't do to keep what they had - a lot of good that did, in the end, right? Bitterness lurks.
It isn't until all of the memories are regained, Ammy finally speaks, thoughts dwelling around a young man - a certain angel. ]
Sandalphon was the first moment of selfishness... Luc tried to warn me. I tried to listen, in the beginning. [ grim smile ] Love isn't simply a two-way street. Other lives were affected by it.
[ A quiet sigh. ]
But, as I said... it was my first moment of selfishness. Nobody should expect a demon to be perfect, anyway. And finding happiness... is rare. I'd rather die, again, happy... than go back to... [ swallowing thickly ] I should go find him, soon... At least it'll be easy to, once I'm out of here.
[ For now, however, they're leaning against Tiernan, forehead resting on his shoulder. ]
Thank you.
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[Or how much damage those choices might have the potential to do. A demon and an angel... But why should there be exceptions? 'Love one another, but not them'? Tch.]
Nor would I ever wish you anything less than happiness... You're dear to me, after all. And more than welcome.
[Dear to him... and one of Lucina's demons, hidden away somewhere under Nick all this time. And as much as he tries not to think about it, he can't quite help the way the new knowledge itches at his mind, his memories.
"You still care, still hold him close to your heart... Try as I might, again and again, to-"
"Everything you know is a lie..."
He gently but quickly ends the spell, fingers running through Ammy's hair.]