House arrest

[strength_of_tomorrow]

Who: Kratos, visitors, and his lovely guards
When: All week, Oct 7th - Oct 14th
Where: Pendilium, Floor 3, Apartment 4
Style: I'll follow!
Status: Semi-open, going to have to contact his guards first before you can "visit".

[To an angel as old as Kratos is, a week-long house arrest is essentially not a punishment at all. No, for Kratos, the punishment is in the company he is now forced to keep. There's nowhere to fly off to, he just has to deal with anyone that comes in that door. Non-violently.

This should be fun.]

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[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd had already gotten permission from Serph, so there isn't any delay in letting him in when he arrives at the Pendilum apartment. The time between that conversation and now hasn't soothed his temper at all, so even before he's entered the apartment, Kratos can probably tell he's coming by the approach of his spiking mana signature.

Within moments of entering, he's standing face to face in front of the man, resembling nothing more than a little thunderhead.]

Kratos...

[strength_of_tomorrow]

[When Lloyd shows up, Kratos is genuinely surprised. He'd thought he would have been left alone for the most part. He should have known that having Angelo as one of his "guards" would mean something like this. He didn't want Lloyd to know what happened, he knew the boy would only get upset.]

Yes?

[redcladidealist]

[Yeah, a little late for that. And it didn't come from Angelo, though Kratos can't know that just yet.]

Did you really break that man's hands?

[strength_of_tomorrow]

Of course I did. He can't harm anyone now. Due to the nature of this place, we can't just expect it to be all right if we just keep a watch on him. If he truly does have a split personality, he should be grateful that he'll now be prevented from hurting anyone.

[Do you see this, Lloyd? There is no shame on this face.]

[redcladidealist]

[Every word Kratos says, every lack of regret, makes Lloyd's face darken even more with anger.]

If his mind is really split like that, then you punished the wrong guy! You made someone innocent suffer for what the other half of him did!

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo was on his duties of watching Kratos, but this was becoming boring and so he decides to speak with the man.]

You brought this on yourself you know, but I'm sure you're happy.

[strength_of_tomorrow]

Satisfied, perhaps. Would you think it adequate to just lock someone like that up? We can't keep a watch on them for all eternity. This way, if they do escape they're still no threat to anyone.

[Will he accept being locked up temporarily to ensure Lloyd's safety in the long run? Absolutely.]

[beauchevalier]

[He lowers his eyes and starts laughing.]

That man who tried to murder Lloyd, I don't accept that he's only being locked up. When I heard his message... I thought of taking care of him myself, but I'd be in the same position as you if I did. Unlike you, I'd rather not be locked up for a week or longer as I find it to be suffocating.

[strength_of_tomorrow]

A week is no time at all. It is worth it.

[He's been alive for four thousand years now. A week will go by in the blink of an eye. As far as he's concerned, he's only being locked up at all for propriety's sake. Anyone with half a brain can see that simply keeping watch on that maniac isn't adequate.]

[beauchevalier]

For you perhaps. As for our murderer, I might pay him a visit.

[He does have the words for the man, though he'd rather do it on his own time.]

[chosen_gigolo]

[It's a fairly simple thing for Zelos to get in to see Kratos. For one, he's a member of the defense force. It seemed the easiest way, signing up for a night of watching the stoic be silent.

Still, he has some words for the man this time around.

He knew Lloyd came down here to yell at his father, probably something about forgiveness and all the other good and idealistic things that Lloyd is supposed to believe in, that they all take comfort in him believing even when the more experienced know that's not how the world works.

Zelos sits for quite awhile before saying anything, shuffling the deck of cards Angelo had left over and over in his hands, sometimes playing solitaire, sometimes just rifling through them or flipping cards end over end through his fingers. It's a little jarring when he finally breaks the silence an hour and a half into his shift.]

You did the right thing.

[It's not comfort; the words aren't meant to make Kratos feel better. It's a simple acknowledgement that even though their experience is four thousand years different, they both know the evil of men's hearts first hand and will embrace it if it means the ones they care for won't have to.]

[strength_of_tomorrow]

[For his part, Kratos prefers the company of Zelos to that of some of his other guards. He's fairly certain Zelos won't attempt to make useless conversation with him. They'll just go on ignoring each other like they always do unless Lloyd is in danger.

With that in mind, it's not surprising that he looks startled when Zelos speaks up after over an hour of silence. Is the other angel comforting him? Surely not. No, it seems more like an admission of fact than anything else.]

It was preferable to having someone else have to carry out the task.

[Or, even worse (and more likely), to no one having the guts to do it at all.]

[chosen_gigolo]

Hey, you don't have to explain it, I'm just saying it was right. Even if you believe this personality switch crap there's no way of knowing which is in charge.

[He's quiet for another long moment, turning the joker card over and over in his hand.]

We need a more permanent solution.

[strength_of_tomorrow]

[Ah, so that's what Zelos is after - a better solution. Knowing what he's shooting for causes Kratos to relax ever so slightly.]

There are people in this city with strange talents. We may be able to find someone that can effectively restrain him. Until then, this will have to suffice. Implanting him with some sort of permanent tracking device is a possibility as well.

[Kratos would be pleased to know that there is a tracking device on Riffael, but he is quite understandably not privy to the details.]

[chosen_gigolo]

I'll talk to Serph and Ky about it. Maybe look for a psychic or something...

[He trails off. Zelos has never been comfortable with people who can muck about in someone's brain but if it means the difference between his discomfort and someone's safety, he'll bite the proverbial bullet.]

[October 11th]

[stickinthemud]

[Yuan had heard the story- or, well, most of it- from Angelo two days ago. Uncomfortable as it would be to confront Kratos while he's being detained in the name of the Defense Force, he knows it's also as good a time as any to talk to the man without risk of him running off again. There's things Yuan learned that need discussing. Quite a few of them, actually.

On the afternoon of the 11th, when Angelo is on duty again, Yuan arrives in the hallway outside the apartment to see his old friend. He knocks on the door curtly.]

[beauchevalier]

[Angelo being stuck on duty again with Kratos the rock, he's about to die of boredom when there's a knock at the door. Was his shift over already? He stands up from his spot on the couch to answer the door, but who he sees surprised him slightly.]

Why hello Yuan, it's very nice to see you again.

[stickinthemud]

Angelo. [He gives the man a mild smile and a nod of the head in greeting, but he won't beat around the bush.]

I'm here to speak to Kratos.

[strength_of_tomorrow]

[Yuan? Kratos looks up at that. So Mithos hadn't harmed him after all... their friendship might be a bit rocky to say the least, but he didn't wish any harm on the man. It's a relief to see him well, and a welcome distraction from Angelo's constant fidgeting and exaggerated sighs of boredom.]

You're looking well.

[beauchevalier]

[As he figures, Yuan did know Kratos and so without a second thought he lets him in. Yuan wants to speak with Kratos while Angelo wants the company to escape his boredom, so it works out for both of them.]

Of course, come in.

Uber-late, but I feel a need to tag this all of a sudden.

[martelapproves]

[ He lives here too, you know. So good luck trying to keep him out. Here's another 4,000+ year old angel who's still about 10-20 years younger than Kratos pounding on the door. ]

Let me in. This is my home too!

[ Pound, pound. Also, why doesn't he just teleport in? Bonus points to whoever asks. ]

[chosen_gigolo]

[Considering Kratos isn't allowed to let anyone in or out on account of anyone possibly being himself, it looks like it's up to Zelos to play doorman. It only takes him a minute or so to get up and grab the door, but the Chosen is pretty sure that it's not fast enough for the blonde. Still, he's trying to stay on a truce with Mithos, at least until the rune crest is done.]

Hey, sorry, I was in the other room.

[martelapproves]

W-whatever, get out of my way.

[ He, like Kratos, is fairly patient - just not with Zelos as a person. Whenever Zelos steps aside, Mithos will march right passed him without even as much as a greeting, making a beeline for Kratos.

Maybe someone else will stop him on the way there? ]

[chosen_gigolo]

[Zelos' hand balls into a fist as Mithos shoves past him but he relaxes it quickly. He shuts the door and follows quietly, but has no intention of attempting to stop Mithos from doing whatever it is he's going to do. After all, it's not as if he can stop Mithos from doing anything the little despot wants to do. The blonde's made that abundantly clear.]

[strength_of_tomorrow]

[Kratos has known just who was at the door since the moment Mithos called out, so he's on his feet when Zelos lets him pass. There's no shame on his face. Mithos probably has at least some idea of what Kratos has done, but if someone hurt Mithos's family he would have done far worse than simply crippling them.]

Hello, Mithos. Apologies for not getting the door, I am currently not permitted to.