It's by the whim of a goddess that you awaken in a foreign place tonight. Perhaps you are a spirit or a deity, and you've come of your accord. Or perhaps you are a mortal, and it is only by her will that you've been invited. Spirited away to this magical place. Your gracious immortal host has provided you with two things: a mask-- ornate, jeweled,
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He has not been forced into a suit this time, recognizes the augurs robes and knows something larger than himself has occurred. Discord is not a patron of his, it makes him nervous, but he knows how to behave himself and moves quietly to one side to watch the dancing.]
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She approaches cautiously-- tentatively, hands folded in front of her. A hesitation, then she dips her head towards him. ]
Hello, Jast.
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Hello. Do you... know where we are?
[He is not entirely certain if this a dream or not, cannot follow the strings of magic without recoiling from the horrible sound they make at his touch. There is a twinge of pain in his eyes. No. Discord is not one of his patrons at all.]
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She draws closer. As if to hide away from everyone but her friend. ]
An immortal has invited us into their realm.
[ A pause, then more softly: ] I do not like it here.
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It... will be okay.
[He thinks so. His sight has not given him any warnings to the contrary, but perhaps his goddesses cannot reach him here. The thought frightens him, just a bit, but he hopes this is just ceremony, that he can offer this strange realm a ritual blessing and be excused from cruelty.]
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When she replies, her words are not in any human tongue: ]
You are a good friend, Jast. You have been very kind to me.
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I will always be your guardian when you have need of me.
[It is his promise, and it gives him strength to make it.]
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Your belief makes me strong. I will be a good protector to you also, Jast. I promise this.
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I met a cat who smelled you on me.
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He reaches for Mist, any of his siblings, finds none of them near. His connection to Jast thrums strong, though, and he tightens his grip on it, the situation making him a little desperate for the familiar feel of the boy.]
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He finds Fallen, recognizes him under the mask because he's seen him wear it before. He isn't sure why it is his first reaction, but he presses into the man, arms wrapped tight around the center of him. His clean rain scent pervades from him in a cool burst.]
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I'm alright, Jast. Just... [spooked, disorientated. Jast's presence is making that better though, a solid anchor he can hold on to. He offers a crooked smile, a little ashamed of how panicked he'd been before.]
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He wants to send Fallen home but that isn't in his power, and his voice is muffled into his shoulder when he says,]
Sorry.
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Nothing to be sorry for.
[He's calmed enough to really think about where they are now, tilting his head as he listens more carefully to the sounds around them. He's always loved carnivals and Mardi Gras, and regrets that he can't see this. There's something about the place that appeals to the fire in him, coaxing at his core.]
Can you tell me... [what it all looks like, the cacophony and crowd. But Jast has never been good with words and he can't ask that of him.] where we are?
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[Jast says it quietly, looking up at him once more. His fingertips brush the closed places in the mask where the eye slits should have been. Shame fills him that he has not healed the golem yet but he is...
He reaches up, coaxes Fallen down closer to him. Their cheeks brush briefly as he moves to whistle something straight into his ear. There are no real words to worry about in the tune, just the dip and movement of the things around them: the cacophony, the crowd, the gleam of marble, the glimmer of golden apple.
Fallen had always understood his songs better than most, without his eyes he should take the meaning clearly.]
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He brushes a kiss against Jast's hair as he draws back, hand still stroking circles over the nape of his neck; an idle, comfortable motion.]
Thank you.
[He's quiet for a moment, thinking over what Jast's shown him, listening to the room and placing sounds within the map Jast gave him.]
So, this goddess want something?
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