He's back. This time, he doesn't creep in, but rather, makes his way in through the portal, stands at the edge of the nexus for a moment, and then takes a step
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"His lordship wants to prevent war, so not in the literal sense. Our duty is to make sure nothing stands against his wishes, and to eliminate any threats to him or his vision."
Ruthven is still lying limply on a couch, watching the women come and go, talking of Michelangelothe comings and goings of the Nexus.
This is one of the more interesting transformations he's witnessed. He hopes Bliss can be brought back to himself if and when this wretched tempororesonal upheaval has been reversed.
What had he done with his last few minutes of life, the last time? He remembers listening to the wind in the trees, feeling a beloved hand in his own, the dim fading warmth on his face; the sensation of contentment.
"The good kind." He has enough to be droll. "--Things I had enjoyed, and things I was still enjoying. It makes a bit of difference if you know you're dying; you have time to take stock and consider what you've achieved and what you've seen."
Ruthven coughs, and watches Derek, his eyes glittering.
Derek freezes. Literally goes stiff and straight, and then turns. There's a long silence as he studies her. The look of disbelief is the first true strong emotion he's shwon in two days.
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"I would be fighting and killing. Inflict as much damage to my lord's enemies as possible."
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This is one of the more interesting transformations he's witnessed. He hopes Bliss can be brought back to himself if and when this wretched tempororesonal upheaval has been reversed.
What had he done with his last few minutes of life, the last time? He remembers listening to the wind in the trees, feeling a beloved hand in his own, the dim fading warmth on his face; the sensation of contentment.
"....I'd enjoy memories and sensation."
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Derek watches Ruthven for several minutes, noting that the vampire is not doing well at all. He licks his lips, thinking.
"What kind?"
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Ruthven coughs, and watches Derek, his eyes glittering.
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"Must have been nice, in that way," he comments. There's very little emotional investment in the words.
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"Zoe."
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It's her turn to freeze. Those eyes, they are not good. She swallows, involuntarily.
"...Derek?"
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Isn't this just so uncomfortable?
"...the one and only."
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