PCs with Gerome

[swordhandled]

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[maskarang]

[ if he intended on responding to the bit about owain and cynthia sacrifing themselves for him then the words die in his throat before seeing the light of day. he's a wolf that deals in death, they are royalty. he could never allow them to shed blood on his behalf like this.

in place of protesting, he hardens his grip and tries to pull owain's hand from him by force. ]

The dead can feel neither joy nor disappointment. If they had a wish for me, they should have spoken it before leaving our world, before leaving me.

[swordhandled]

[ nevermind the fact that it is entirely likely that both cynthia and owain have slain risen that would keep gerome safe. they're royals, sure, but at the end of the day, they value gerome far more than their titles. what good is it being royal if it means they sit by and watch as their friends die for them one by one. they've already seen their parents, and that's enough already.

owain is holding on tight, but gerome has always had more strength than him, so it's easy for him to pull owain's hand from him. but he's not moving away at all. ]

They've never left you, Gerome!

[maskarang]

[ that's different. fighting risen and fighting in a war aren't the same as slaughtering people who may not even ilfight.

and if owain won't step back, don't worry. gerome will. he turns his back to owain and, as if sensing his intentions, minerva stands. ]

Don't.

[swordhandled]

[ that doesn't change the fact that they were willing before. sure, the circumstances are vastly different, but in the end, they will protect gerome if the situation calls for it. but if gerome is the one doing the slaughtering-- well, justice must be served, even if it won't be quite as sweet.

but if gerome thinks that owain is going to drop this he's extremely wrong. ]

Don't what? Tell you the truth?

[maskarang]

Speak of your delusions. Your words may serve as a beacon of light to some, but there is no room for that in a man like me. [ with that, he starts walking off.

minerva takes his forgotten axe in her mouth and follows him. ]

[swordhandled]

You're the first to know when I'm speaking of delusions. I'm telling you what you already know but don't want to admit. [ oh yeah he's following after ]

[maskarang]

[ he stops moving only long enough to stare down at his gloved palm. it's momentary, however, and soon after he clenches his fist and silently keeps going. ]