vatheon | All good things must come to an end

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All good things must come to an end

Who: Zelda, Duke
Where: Zelda's room
When: Morning after the curse
Style: You know I love me some brackets
Status: Closed

[The curse of the past week had been something that Zelda enjoyed immensely. It seemed that all her friends had become cuter and fuzzier than before, and nothing helped soothe frayed nerves quite like snuggling something furry. She'd lost track of what day it was when she took Duke-the-bunwigle up to her room on Sunday night to cuddle with, and had stayed asleep at midnight when the curse ended. Waking up the following morning with tangled limbs and Duke's face in her chest (which to be fair is where she put it - when he was a bunny) is quite a surprise.]

Duke?

[She's terrified to look and see if Vatheon bothered to give him clothing when the curse ended. He certainly wasn't wearing any as a bunwigle.]

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[ Don't look, Zelda, it would be a bad idea. A bad idea that Duke doesn't quite seem to realize just yet as he shifts sleepily, because he's warm and comfortable - even if its a bit odd of a comfortable and-

.... ]

[ there's something very off with this.

first, he has limbs again. Second, if he's where he was sleeping before, then his face needs to go somewhere else-

third there is a lot of odd feeling- ]

[ he's not wearing anything and he's snuggled up against zelda and this is awkward and bad

Hope Zelda doesn't mind blanket theft, because Duke is going to keep a hold of that, and promptly roll off the bed in effort to stop making this quite so awkward. ]

[Duke's reaction confirms what she'd been afraid of, though him suddenly rolling away and off the bed with the blanket like that leaves her very cold.]

Ah, umm, I - I'll get you something! Hold on!

[She darts out of the room at top speed. Pants. He needs pants. And underwear. And preferably a shirt, though he's so skinny that she's not entirely sure there's anything that will fit him properly. Wait! Zelos got him a few outfits when they switched bodies. She digs through his drawers hurriedly, ignoring him completely if he's actually in the room. Once she gets back to her own, she promptly deposits the clothing next to Duke.]

Here. I'll...

[Yeah, she'll just go back out into the hall and shut the door.]

[ Thank you Zelda.

Although after he's dressed, he's back in blankets and hiding. Can one radiate embarrassed?

Because if one can, Zelda may pick up on it from outside... ]

[It takes her a few minutes of standing out there and being chilly before she finally knocks again, spare arm hugging her chest.]

Are you all right?

.... very... embarrassed. [ Which may be an understatement. ]

Ah... I did not look, so it is all right. Are you dressed...?

[She at least wants to get one of her house robes. It's cold, having your blankets stolen from you and getting out of bed so abruptly!]

... right. Yes. [ And a partial roll has him trying to focus on that 'i want the handle to move' feeling with his magic....

Only it doesn't do anything other than give him a headache so he just stays put in his stolen blankets. But he is clothed! ]

[Zelda steps back in, taking a robe from her drawer and shrugging into it before looking back to Duke. She'd felt him attempting to use his magic.]

...is it still not working?

[Just what had that bastard done to him? Maybe she should go speak with Riff and see what he knows.]

.... not small things. Haven't wanted to try big things.

[ And if to explain, one hand moves up to rub at the side of his head. If a little thing gave him a mild-bad headache, he doesn't want to know what a big thing would do. ]

[Pushing the terribly awkward circumstances of their awakening aside, Zelda kneels in front of him and holds out her hand. Maybe she can do something about the tangle, at least a little bit.]

May I?

[ Duke blinks at her, still showing some of that visible embarrassment, then nods and presses his head closer toward her hand.

He totally did not discover he had a preference for Zelda and contact with his hair. Honestly.

She might find that he's a bit behind on healing his eyes, which really can't be that much of a surprise. ]

[She'd meant for him to give her his hand, but this is fine too. It's the source of his pain currently, after all. She tends to his eyes first before attempting to deal with the mess that is his personal mana signature currently. What could have twisted it so out of shape? Fear? The results of whatever experiment Riffael was running? Lloyd's mana had been altered forever, after all. What had Kratos said he did to correct it, again? It sounded like he simply forced it back into shape. Very, very gently, she begins to attempt the same thing. If Duke reacts negatively, she stops immediately.]

[ It almost seems like there's bits of mana that.. shouldn't be in there. Duke does collect bits and pieces of ambient mana so he can use them, so maybe he tried something like that and it came back to bite him, attaching and trying to meld with his personal rather than his stores of usable. Of course, there are bits that seem to match when he'd been funny colored and glowing more than normal-him, so maybe it had something to do with that as well, not working properly or something.

Duke shivers a little, but that's about as negative a reaction as he gives. ]

[He seems be doing well so far, so she forges on, trying to separate (but not remove) those strange fragments from what she's used to associating as "Duke". His mana generally swirled about him, maybe they were acting as some sort of blockage. It's been long enough since he was injured now that she's not too worried about using too much magic on him at once.]

[ This is a wince as she starts doing that - seems the odd things don't really want to let go, like those seeds that cling ever so well to fur and clothing. Duke can't decide if he wants to try to shift his mana to see if he can, or if he should just sit still until she's done. The 'can i help' but not quite sure if it would hinder or not. ]

[Sitting still is probably for the best. She applies some force to it, but not enough to damage him if they absolutely can't be moved.]

[ They can, but they really want to pull his magic with them. Duke winces a bit more, a short noise of reaction not making it very far out of him. It doesn't feel that good. ]

Do you want me to continue? It seems that some foreign mana may be acting as some sort of blockage... I can attempt to move one of the fragments, but I believe it will hurt.

[Setting a bone hurts too. Sometimes healing hurts.]

.... try one? Can see if feel up to more after.

[ He really wants his magic back, okay. He kinda feels half-blind without it. ]

Very well.

[She would feel naked without her magic too, and would endure a great deal of pain to get it back. Choosing the smallest out of place fragment, she forcibly moves it out of his mana flow.]

[ That... hurt a lot more, or perhaps simply just differently than he expected. It may be a little clear from the shaking that his head is only staying in contact with her hand because he's not sure its safe to move away yet. This is a pained noise on a long exhale, but its not that high thin one. ]

[She can't yet tell if it's the sort of pain that will subside into relief or if she's just hurt him, but sometimes hurting people can't be helped. Just leaving him isn't working. Zelda strokes his hair under her hand gently, wincing.]

I apologize. It seems that hurt more than I anticipated...

... It is... not a thing that can be ... isolated and put aside. [ Duke's clearly having trouble trying to figure out words. ]

... didn't expect it, either. [ And he is totally not leaning into her hand a tiny bit. honestly. ]

1/2 the coins were cruel and this won 2/3 and

2/3 i lied.

3/3

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