008 - How can I even express my mind?

[fistfullofmagic]

Who: Dhaos and you
Where: the Library
When: Sunday
Style: brackets
Status: open



[One week. Nearly a full seven days since he had been convinced not to do something rash. Since that night, though Zelda had succeeded in preventing him from attempting to harm the Lamufao, he could not be near her for the time being. Even had he wished it, Zelos had effectively evicted him from Ordo 2&3, and Zelda could not find it in herself to truly argue the point.

Thus the entirety of the past week had been spent within the walls of the Library. Day and night he had thrown himself into research; perhaps nothing could be done to improve his people's chances at the moment, but that was no reason to remain idle, even in a state of homelessness. He had promised his assistance to both Zelda and Lloyd (though not directly to the latter), and he would not allow himself to fail to honor those promises.

...Still, with the way the librarian eyes him every time she passes by, he gets the impression that she would not tolerate someone continuously living in her domain for much longer.]

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[fortheempire]

[Ioder visited the library once a week, or as often as he could get to once a week. Sometimes work interfered, but for the most part he could be counted on to turn in a stack of books, and leave with another one at least once every seven to eight days.

It happened with such frequency that the librarian even knew him by name and greeted him as such.

Today he noticed there was something a bit off about her greeting of "Good afternoon, Mr. Heurassein." as he entered, but he merely gave her a brighter smile than usual and went on his way in to the library, completely unaware that some one he knew had been camping out there.]

[fistfullofmagic]

[Dhaos would normally take note of the name, but he's currently very absorbed in a book about Hylian physiology and magic, occasionally cross-referencing it with another about his own people. Thankfully, he has yet to find any significant differences that would hinder the ability to gain wings similar to his own.

He's chosen a relatively out of the way chair towards the back where few go so as not to disturb anyone and remain relatively undisturbed himself. It would be a bit difficult to ignore anyone who gets close however.]

[fortheempire]

[Ioder did well to keep to himself while choosing his books for the week, but often times he caught himself humming a soft tune once he was further away and out of the librarian's range of hearing.

He was doing so now, running a finger along the spines as he moved around a corner, shifting in to view of the chairs at the back. He hadn't noticed Dhaos yet either, but he was vaguely aware of another presence near by.]

[fistfullofmagic]

Mm?

[Its the humming that catches his attention more than anything. He recognizes that voice...

Sure enough, when he looks up he sees a familiar head of blond hair attached to a body wearing slightly too-large clothing. He's not quite sure why he's surprised by this.]

...Ioder?

[fortheempire]

... Dhaos?

[Ioder turned as soon as he heard the voice, breaking in to a wide smile. It had been a while since he'd seen his friend, and while he'd been plenty worried about him, he had kept quiet, not wanting to be nosy if it was something minor.

So he was happy to see that the other man appeared to be just fine. But of course, Ioder wasn't aware of what had transpired during the nightmare curse...]

It's good to see you! I've missed you around the host club.

[fullmetalfanboy]

[He tried to make a trip to the library every day in order to supplement his studies nicely. Can't fall behind and there was still a number of things he had to catch up in terms of technological advances.

Initially he had opted to not pay any heed to the blond he saw often there. It wasn't until after enough time, about a week, that he decided he has seen the man enough that he couldn't count as a stranger any more. Right?

This time he'll freely approach the other with a polite smile.]

Hello. I couldn't help but notice you are here a lot, mister. Is there something you're trying to find?

[fistfullofmagic]

[He blinks at the child for a moment. He'd been unaware that there were any besides Ico and the native children in the bubble. Not especially surprising though. Statistically speaking, it was rather odd that so few young ones were brought to this world.]

...The woman I consider like a sister wishes to fly as I can.

[fullmetalfanboy]

[He will stare for a moment.]

...you can fly? Do you have wings? [Maybe he used his hair? He did hear that there was magic though. It was just a little hard to swallow without seeing it first hand.]

Was tempted to make a comment about the Ice King

[fistfullofmagic]

[Dhaos smiles a little at that. Leave it to a child to be generally more perceptive than the average adult.]

Indeed.

FLYING BEARD and almost wrote bread

[fullmetalfanboy]

[He'll look amazed at that!]

Are they pretty wings? May I see them, mister? [He hasn't seen wings on an actual person!]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Denzel was in the library, which wasn't unusual for him. Crocker was there every day of the week. However, lately he has been practically living there as he was still shaking off the nightmare curse by not sleeping and he may as well continue his studies. After all, consuming every last book was going to take a life time after. Today, though his focus was on his pet chocobos and his observations on how the bird doesn't fly. To be quick frank, the man looks like he could use some sleep though and less coffee.
Crocker thumbs though books and can't help but grab anything that looks interesting. In which, Denzel ends up compiling so many books in his arms that he can't see anymore much less help that he accidentally bumps into something or rather someone...]

[fistfullofmagic]

[The impact doesn't even make Dhaos flinch. To Crocker however, it probably felt something like walking into a a telephone pole.

Well. That was...unexpected.]

[crackpotcrocker]

OW! [The man's limp body hits the floor and doesn't make much of an impact. Expect for the books, Denzel dropped as well on impact, which scattered in various places in close proximity. For a moment or two, is rubbing his buttox]

.....Hello...

[fistfullofmagic]

...Hello.

[Dhaos isn't quite sure what to say to this strange man, so he opts to begin gathering the dropped books.]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Denzel continues to stay on the floor and scratches his head he did hate asking for help when he was in turtle like postion. So, he rolls over to his knees with bit of a huff before getting himself to his feet and gathering up his books as well. They where the most peculiar set of scattered books between science and magic]

Didn't see you there. [Which was Crocker's way of saying 'sorry didnt see you there and don't beat me up]

[redcladidealist]

[Zelos had told Lloyd what had happened. He'd told Lloyd, then tried to warn the teenager off, declaring Dhaos too dangerous to be around.

Lloyd wasn't buying it. Dhaos had stopped before he'd actually hurt anyone, right? That counted for something. But he wants to hear the story from Dhaos himself, and this isn't the kind of conversation he wants to have on the starfish. It's taken him some time, but he's finally tracked Dhaos down. Ignoring everything else, he heads straight for the blond as soon as he spots him in the library.]

Dhaos...

[fistfullofmagic]

[Dhaos looks up from his book at the sound of his name. He's actually somewhat surprised to see Lloyd here. It can't be coincidence - he knows the swordsman is not particularly fond of reading, and the speed of the boy's approach had been far too quick for one who had simply stumbled across him.]

Lloyd. ...I would have thought that Zelos would have warned you away from me by now.

[redcladidealist]

[A short, irritated huff is the only sign Lloyd will show about how he'd responded to Zelos's warning.]

Yeah, well, I don't always listen to Zelos. I want to hear what happened - from you, not just from him. Were you really going to attack Zelda?

[fistfullofmagic]

...I had no intention of causing deaths that might be avoided. Had she chosen to defend herself however, I would have proceeded until she either retreated or fell unconscious.

[He closes his eyes, bowing his head slightly.]

...However much I care for her and others, I love my people far more.

[redcladidealist]

[Not the answer Lloyd wanted to hear, but not the worst answer he could have been given, either. His eyebrows draw down, not satisfied with it.]

You would have risked sacrificing us and everyone here just to get back home?

[timetraveling]

<sub>[Today Rodi decided to go to the library. It sounded like a good idea at the time, especially since the young woman didn't have anything better to do.

Once at the library, she spots Dhaos and hesitating at first a little, she eventually makes her way to him.]</sub>

Hey. Long time no see.

_{[It's been a while since the last time they talked.]}

[fistfullofmagic]

[He looks up from his book at the sound of her voice.]

Ah, Rondoline. Yes, it has been quite some time since we last met. How have you fared since then?

[timetraveling]

Not counting what was happening during the curse? I've been okay.

_{[She even laughs a little.]}

[fistfullofmagic]

[He decides then and there that he will keep his mouth shut about his experience during the curse unless specifically asked.]

That's...good. Very good.

[timetraveling]

Yeah. I think so too...

_{[To ask or not to ask.]}

...What about you?