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[fionnuisce]

[Standing in front of the terminal, Waver looked like hell. More accurately, like he got the hell to a terminal within two minutes of sleep paralysis wearing off. His suit jacket forgotten, the usual sunglasses were hanging off a collared shirt as black as his disheveled, untied hair.]

[Let it never be said Waver Velvet was an unkempt mess; there were just much more important things to consider right now than his personal appearance.]

I have a question. Technically several, though all geared toward the same subject.

Has there yet been any evidence of limits to this place's resurrection capabilities? An upper limit on times one can return, for example?

And what of side effects: has there ever been any indication of lingering illness or other such afflictions?

You'll have to excuse me if these are stupid questions. I hadn't had time or reason to consider the implications of this until now.

Comments

[fionnuisce]

...hm. So it's that complicated, is it? No, maybe I should say 'of course it's that complicated'. No one can just make my life easy.

[Sigh.]

It sounds like you're right; we just need to tread carefully for now. Observe and evaluate things, develop the proper strategy to deal with this and until then, only intervene directly if someone's life is in immediate danger.

[oathshackledbird]

Yes, and I don't think he told me everything either. That makes things even more complicated.

[He sighs and reaches up to rub his eyes.]

I can't think about it anymore now. I'm too tired after everything. It's been going on for a bit now. It will have to go on for a while longer. I don't want to make any mistakes in this.

[fionnuisce]

We'll work something out. I promise.

[He reached over to put one hand over Diarmuid's, giving his best attempt at a reassuring smile.]

Don't think too hard about it right now.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid nods and then reluctantly rises from the bed.]

I won't. I think I am going to go get some sleep actually. Emotional stress is worse somehow than physical stress. I don't think I felt this bad even after fighting a whole army...

[fionnuisce]

Diarmuid--

[Waver had spoken without thinking and quickly stopped himself. His hands fidgeted slightly--he glanced to his Command Spells again before crossing his arms.]

...you could stay here, if you wanted to.

[It was a cold day in hell when Waver told a flat-out lie, but there were times when he said one thing and meant something much different. What the real trick laid in was determining when 'you could stay here' meant 'please don't leave'.]

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid pauses a moment before setting back down on the bed. Honestly, he hadn't wanted to leave. Without his brother there, their room holds no pull for him. Indeed, the memories actually push him away from it.]

Can I stay? You really don't mind? I...I don't really want to go back to my room. I know I will have to go back there and sleep sometime, but right now it holds so much pain...

[fionnuisce]

I don't mind. I'd actually prefer it if you stayed, to tell you the truth.

[oathshackledbird]

Then I will.

[He smiles tiredly before letting himself fall back onto the bed.]

If you need me for anything, don't be afraid to wake me.

[Diarmuid pauses a moment, dropping an arm over his eyes before speaking again.]

I...I do have nightmares sometimes. Well, not really nightmares since servants can't dream, but twisted replays of my memories. I'm okay...even if I'm screaming. Please, don't worry. It will pass.

[fionnuisce]

...It's fine.

[He reached over and took Diarmuid's other hand in his own, expression calm and unfazed. If he was going to be stupidly sentimental, he certainly didn't intend to looks stupid too.]

I'll...protect you. Alright?

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid peeks out at him from underneath his arm.]

I know you will. You've never failed me and I don't see you starting anytime soon.

[fionnuisce]

J-...just get some rest. Sentimental idiot.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid grins at Waver and then shuts his eyes.]

I will. Try not to get into too much trouble while I'm asleep, all right?

[He shifts slightly on the bed to get more comfortable and only moments later is fast asleep.]