[HEY BUDDY. Childe's sitting against the wall, leaning his head back against it--there are a couple of pillows in here now, as well as Teucer's doll in the corner, but that's about it for renovations. He greets Pride with a wave and a laugh.]
A couple of them do, but they know I'm not going anywhere. Running and hiding isn't really my style.
[LOOK... sometimes god gives you marriage chopsticks and then you become Complicated because he let your shitty coworker have his gnosis instead of letting you steal it from his fake dragon corpse.]
You truly are the best. [Amusement!! And also the sense of being pleased and grateful--he will absolutely accept this as his last drinking experience.]
You haven't met the other Harbingers. [Childe usually isn't petty but he'll take what chances he can get to dunk on his coworkers.] Nor do you want to, I assure you. Ragnvindr was surely bad enough.
[They have never met and Childe's dunking on Diluc anyway]
[lmao yeah he is. Delightful. He loves existing to cause problems.
He shakes his head, taking another drink.]
At least they figured out that it would be more beneficial to try and kill me on Thursday.
["do it right so you can actually get bonuses from the avatars you idiots" he did not say, because that would've been extremely stupid. No one needs to know he had three tricks up his sleeve the whole time.]
Morals until they don't. [... they sigh, and push back their hood. pride is... a dude! his gold eyes are catlike, a slit pupil. he has long, pointy ears, dark circles around his eyes, and fangs that poke out from his mouth. but the most important thing to note is the thorn crown made of pure gold around his head. it seems to be growing in and out of his skull, and digs in painfully here and there.
[For some reason this icon only shows up in gmail which is very funny to me. ROYCE IS HIDING.
There's surprise on his face that matches his emotions; mostly because he was never going to ask for this, and of all the avatars, Pride seemed least likely to be inclined to reveal himself. He stares for a second, mostly at the crown, and he can't hide the swell of curiosity--but he doesn't say anything about it, for now.]
I know. [God. There's a tinge of regret, followed by a spark of annoyance, mostly at himself for being stupid enough to care. But truly, how different all this would've been if Mahito hadn't been killed. Childe's ability to cause trouble doesn't hold a candle to his.] I didn't have the heart to point out to her that it was always going to end up this way.
[The people here don't look kindly on ambition. But lying about the motive was never really going to be an option, after Molly's item was used.]
Still, she bought me a few days. If I can get one more good fight out of all of this, that'll be enough.
[Agreement--but uncertainty, too. Survival is the first rule, of course, but it's been so long since that was his primary concern; it's difficult to look away from his goals, now. For all his easy acceptance of his fate, part of that is simply because it hasn't quite sunken in yet. There's a difference between knowing you're not infallible, and looking death in the eyes for the second time.]
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w6, wednesday
They do know there's no lock, right.
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A couple of them do, but they know I'm not going anywhere. Running and hiding isn't really my style.
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[they move over to him, and sit down against the wall. there's a shiver of - familiarity? of mourning, for a brief second, and then it's gone.]
Bored?
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There are other things I'd rather be doing, but it's not so bad. A bit like ice fishing, really.
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So boring, then. [dryly.] Do you drink?
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I do, yes.
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Mm. [well, okay then, because they're going to pull a bottle of wine out of their sleeve. glasses, too. here.]
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You truly are the best. [Amusement!! And also the sense of being pleased and grateful--he will absolutely accept this as his last drinking experience.]
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You have low standards. [they say, vaguely amused. but they pour them both some wine, and then settle against the wall, drinking quietly.]
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You haven't met the other Harbingers. [Childe usually isn't petty but he'll take what chances he can get to dunk on his coworkers.] Nor do you want to, I assure you. Ragnvindr was surely bad enough.
[They have never met and Childe's dunking on Diluc anyway]
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No idea who you're talking about. [sniff.]
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图穷匕见.
[He won't press too much, though. This isn't a plot interrogation.]
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The both of you do that.
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[childe you're literally friends]
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Don't give me that. You've slept with him several times. [your FUCK ALARM, SIR.]
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[and something something trust the binch who'd stab you in the front to probably not kill you mid-bang]
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You... killed Lenore because you slept with her? [???]
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[HE DIDN'T DO EITHER OF THOSE THINGS OUT OF PASSION he just wanted to win]
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[that makes more sense.]
Well. I'm sure you're still contributing... pointswise, like this.
[they imagine this is a despair indulgence for a few people.]
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He shakes his head, taking another drink.]
At least they figured out that it would be more beneficial to try and kill me on Thursday.
["do it right so you can actually get bonuses from the avatars you idiots" he did not say, because that would've been extremely stupid. No one needs to know he had three tricks up his sleeve the whole time.]
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Morals until they don't. [... they sigh, and push back their hood. pride is... a dude! his gold eyes are catlike, a slit pupil. he has long, pointy ears, dark circles around his eyes, and fangs that poke out from his mouth. but the most important thing to note is the thorn crown made of pure gold around his head. it seems to be growing in and out of his skull, and digs in painfully here and there.
a pause.]
Lust is going to be upset.
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[For some reason this icon only shows up in gmail which is very funny to me. ROYCE IS HIDING.
There's surprise on his face that matches his emotions; mostly because he was never going to ask for this, and of all the avatars, Pride seemed least likely to be inclined to reveal himself. He stares for a second, mostly at the crown, and he can't hide the swell of curiosity--but he doesn't say anything about it, for now.]
I know. [God. There's a tinge of regret, followed by a spark of annoyance, mostly at himself for being stupid enough to care. But truly, how different all this would've been if Mahito hadn't been killed. Childe's ability to cause trouble doesn't hold a candle to his.] I didn't have the heart to point out to her that it was always going to end up this way.
[The people here don't look kindly on ambition. But lying about the motive was never really going to be an option, after Molly's item was used.]
Still, she bought me a few days. If I can get one more good fight out of all of this, that'll be enough.
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Mm. [he shifts.] She's not an idiot. She knows. I think a few more days was all she was looking for.
It's all anybody is looking for.
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[Agreement--but uncertainty, too. Survival is the first rule, of course, but it's been so long since that was his primary concern; it's difficult to look away from his goals, now. For all his easy acceptance of his fate, part of that is simply because it hasn't quite sunken in yet. There's a difference between knowing you're not infallible, and looking death in the eyes for the second time.]
...What's your name?
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he blinks.]
... Royce. [he's too surprised to not give it. it's strange, almost, to even... want to.]
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