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[waragainstfaith]

*somewhere in the main room of the mansion, the body of Erebus Hades (messofinnocence) is pinned neatly to a wall with two knives through his shoulders; he's been shot in the forehead and through the heart, at point-blank range, so the wounds are messy and the blood is copious, and Dio hasn't bothered to clean them up

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[camerastealsoul]

Holy shit. Dio, what did you do?

[camerastealsoul]

*soothingly* You're fucked right now, Dio. Of course you are. Someone you love was just hurt, it's how it goes.

[waragainstfaith]

*...lets out a quiet, startled sound, then just dissolves into helpless, choked, messy sobs*

[camerastealsoul]

Oh, Dio. *will-- demonmod them into a place where they can sit and pull Dio on top of him, holding him tightly and murmuring soothing phrases under his breath*

[waragainstfaith]

*still has fistfuls of his shirt; he'll press his face into Arcadio's shoulder and just cry*

[camerastealsoul]

*holds onto him for as long as he needs to*

[waragainstfaith]

*as soon as he can speak properly, helplessly* I don't -- he's not --

[camerastealsoul]

*firmly* It's okay, Dio. *and-- though he means it for the pain, it really can be applied to-- everything*

[waragainstfaith]

*shakes his head, fervently* I don't want --

[camerastealsoul]

Don't want what?

[waragainstfaith]

I don't -- *quietly ...love him.

[camerastealsoul]

Not at all?

[waragainstfaith]

Only -- only a little.

[camerastealsoul]

It doesn't really look like a little. *kisses him anywhere on the face he can, to clean the tears*

[waragainstfaith]

*closes his eyes, shuddering* It doesn't?

[camerastealsoul]

You just killed someone for him. You-- don't do that for someone you only love a little.