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At first the very last thing that Arryn wanted was to go back to his dorm room, not wanting to face the one that he felt had betrayed him. The one human in the world that he opened up to, the one human that he felt that he could trust, and he turned out to be a damn senshi! It made too much sense though, why else would he find interest in him? Had he sensed something in him? Something that Maillo had been trying to hide from him? Did he really think that they would be able to be friends even though they were on different sides of the battlefield? The question then became was that how it had to be? Cebera was turning a senshi to his side, though he was using trickery and that flower army of his, but Maillo... could he turn Maillo? Not using tricks and spells and the like but something else, something stronger?

He couldn't really say, all he knew for certain was that the longer he left him on his own, unattended, the more likely it was that he would be found and taken in by those damn senshi. The moment they got him into their grasp it would be that much harder to take him as his own. So then the question because what did he do next? Should he go to him? The two of them facing off, fighting even, until Ametrine came out on top? Not as though he wanted to use his new found powers against Maillo but if it meant getting Maillo on his side then it would be worth it, right? He couldn't allow him to become an enemy, it was something that he just... couldn't do. If he was a senshi, some goody-goody, love and justice, speech spouting hero type, then Mistress Discord would see him as an enemy just as all the others were. If Maillo was marked as an enemy then he and the other Acolytes would have to fight him, hurt him, maybe even kill him... it wasn't something that he wanted to see happen.

A bit spent from the battle that he'd just gotten out of, something that he'd done as an attempt to burn off some excess energy caused by his raging emotions, he used the last bit of power he had to teleport himself back to his dorm room. He appeared in the dark bathroom, leaning against the counter as he tried to catch his breath, before he went stumbling out of there and toward his bed. He'd talk to Maillo soon, get everything cleared up, and he would either win him over or they would become enemies. Arryn could only hope that it was the former, not the latter, that prevailed because otherwise he wasn't quite sure what he'd do.

Arryn came to such a sudden halt that he nearly tripped over his own feet before he froze in place. Maillo... Maillo was here he thought to himself, eyes going wide, back to him. He wasn't sure what to say, what to do. Maillo was a senshi so should he start fighting him? Should he try to subdue and capture him now, while he was still in his human guise? If he did so then he would be revealing a lot, wouldn't he? He'd be telling Maillo exactly who he was and that was far too dangerous. At the same time wasn't that the same thing that Maillo had so foolishly done? He'd let him, well Ametrine, know that Sailor Firn and Maillo were one in the same, didn't he know that it was a stupid thing to do? Didn't he think about the danger involved in revealing such a thing.

With his mind spinning the half asleep on his feet Arryn turned slightly, looking over his shoulder toward Maillo, then away again, "Yeah, it's me." He said, taking the last few steps to his bed so that he could sit down heavily upon it. Once there he felt the overwhelming desire to sleep... but he couldn't, not yet. Instead he lifted his head so that he could look over toward Maillo once more. He wondered what he was thinking at the moment. What did he think about him? About Ametrine? That whole situation hadn't ended well, had it? He hadn't known that they were the same person so of course he wouldn't welcome Maillo, well Firn, with open arms. Was he mad at him for that now? Well, mad at Ametrine at least... bah, when he was tired everything only ended up all that much more mixed up didn't it?

After what felt like an eternity of silence, him just starring over toward Maillo, he asked, "Did you need something?" Oh man he hoped not, he somehow doubted with as drained as he was at the moment that he would even be able to stand up let alone run errands for Maillo and yet he couldn't help but to ask, idiot that he was.

Much to his suprise Arryn found himself dragged up off his bed, away from it, and shoved against the door that led to their bathroom... and there was little that he could do about it but grasp at the door behind himself, fingers curled against the surface. The quick movement left his head spinning a bit and if Maillo had been of the mind to take a swing at him there wouldn't have been much that he could have done. Instead, to his shock and surprise, Maillo instead leaned against him after calling him stupid. He starred down at him, sighing, then nod, "Perhaps a little." He agreed, feeling a little stupid when it came to matters that pertained to Maillo. He was his weakness, he knew that, and yet despite knowing full well that he should leave him behind just just... couldn't.

Lifting a hand up to he let it stroke against Maillo's hair in a gentle manner, "I wasn't sure what to do." He murmured, hating to admit that he was rather lost at the moment but he was. Maillo was dangerous, he was an enemy, but he was also the only one that he really, truly cared about. He was the one person that he would do anything for... and he knew that was a terrible thing. Unless he was able to get Maillo to fight with him, instead of against him, he knew that there would always be friction. Not to mention there was no telling what Mistress Discord would demand that he do when it came to the one that he loved. Damn it, he did love him, didn't he? Leaning forward to rest his head against Maillo's soft hair he murmured, "I am struggling... with what I should do and what I want to do... and I can't make the right decision."

Wrapping his arms around Maillo he dragged him closer, nuzzled against his hair, and then let his eyes close, "I just don't want to do it, what I feel I should do I mean..."

Arryn found his cheeks captured in Maillo's hands, forced to look into his eyes, before he gave a little sigh, "I... yeah..." Do what was right by him? That wasn't so much what he was worried about, he was more worried about Maillo and the fact that he was a senshi. He wanted nothing more then to continue what he'd been doing, he enjoyed being himself as Ametrine... but it had gotten so complicated. Leaning in closer to him he pressed a kiss to Maillo's forehead, "It's gotten so complicated of late. I had... a plan for what I wanted to do... but now I just don't know what to do next."

Maillo would understand his decision? He wasn't sure if he really would... not if he did what he really wanted to do, that being stealing off with Maillo, fighting alongside him instead of against him, but could Maillo do that? Would he fight against his own people after all? Drawing back he looked him over closely, then gave a soft laugh, "It is tempting though, to do what itis that I want... but I will do what I can to behave myself for the time being." So long as Firn didn't try to get in battles with him then surely there was no reason for him to try to kidnap him, right? He at least hoped that would might remain the case.

Leaning against the door he starred at Maillo quietly before he finally said, "I... yes, I still want to be around you, Maillo... I want us to be able to continue as you are." Even though he knew one day soon he might very well shed his Arryn persona since it wasn't someone he wanted to be forever. The longer he was able to be around Maillo the better though, he was the only human that he wanted to deal with in any manner other then energy theft after all.

Arryn sighed a little, giving a nod. He was just dancing around the subject, wasn't he? It was difficult to just come up and say it though, to tell Maillo who he was, why he'd been away, what he'd done while he was away, and the like. All he really wanted to do was just put it off for as long as possible... but he wasn't going to be so lucky, was he? He looked down at his feet for a moment, "Yeah, something specific." He muttered, his mind whirling as he tried to figure out what it was that he should say or do at this point. Of course it would appear as though Maillo seemed to be onto him, didn't he?

"Eh...? Ahh... maybe? Probably..." Maillo knew, didn't he? It was half why he was afraid to come back here, that Maillo would figure things out and come to hate him for what it was that Arryn really was, who he really was... but then again Maillo seemed to have a thing for Ametrine just as he did Arryn. He had run into him a couple times as Ametrine in the past after all and Maillo hadn't exactly been against him, had he? It was only Ametrine that had been against Maillo... or at least against Firn. Maillo himself he had nothing against, it was Firn appearing out of no where that had started to him.

Sighing again he took a step back from Maillo, starring at him as though he were trying to figure out what it was that he wanted to do... before he finally nod his head, "Alright, fine." He murmured, reaching into his pocket, fishing out Maillo's necklace. The jewel fell from his hand, swinging back and forth on it's long chain, and as it did so he let himself shift into his other form.

Ametrine seemed to think about it for a while before giving a shrug, "We aren't supposed to share who we are, Arryn, that is a disguise that let's me roam around without fear of getting jumped by the senshi. We aren't exactly on the best of terms." He said, giving a grumbling sound at the mere thought of those he'd fought in the past. They were always underfoot, always trying to ruin his plans and keep him from gathering vital energy that he needed to impress his boss with. He glanced toward Maillo then and said, "At the same time, I can't exactly say that we are prown to going around chatting about our love lives, a particurly back stabby sort of Acolyte might take advantage of such information." He couldn't let that happen, as it was he still had to talk to Cebera, to get him to leave Maillo alone just as Ametrine left Cephie alone. Surely the plant obsessed elf owed him that much he thought to himself.

He swung the necklace back and forth a moment more before tossing it to Maillo, "I suppose this is sort of a crossroads then, Maillo. I am what I am, learning that I was Ametrine, there was nothing that made me happier, to know I wasn't just some dull eyed human meant to mill through life. I am something more and the humans, they are nothing more then vessels to gather energy from." He told Maillo, looking away from him, "I understand if you want to walk away from me now, fight me, try to keep me from doing what I do because I won't stop."

"Eh? Oh, even with what you are, we could continue as we are... though only if you shed your goody-goody persona. Mistress Discord won't really be too pleased knowing that I am dating a senshi, one that would try to halt the plans of her people at every step. You don't have to do that, you could help me instead, Maillo." He wondered if he would or if he'd have to force his hand... the latter of which being something that he really didn't want to do. He loved Maillo, even if he turned out to be something as terrible as a senshi. He didn't want to force him or use tricks or the various other methods that Cebera used. To just have Maillo join him... but would he? It was rather debateable at this point.

Ametrine gave a soft sigh as he looked at Maillo, feeling disappointed but at the same time he wasn't really all that surprised with the anger that he felt rolling off of him. He hadn't thought that he would really go for it. It would have been nice but it was in no way a shock that he wouldn't change so drastically for him. No, he was too sweet, too kindhearted to join him in such a venture he though tot himself sadly. He watched as the necklace he'd given to Maillo twice over now was dropped and forgotten so that Maillo could close the gap between them.

He gave a bit of a snort, "Stop acting like the victim here, Maillo. I never said that you had to do anything. I wanted you to come with me, yes, to join me, yes, but it's not as though I thought that you would do so. I told you that you could walk away if you weren't interesting, that you could even fight with me if you wanted to do so." As if he would force him to become evil, he wasn't Cebera, he didn't have those sorts of powers. He had just hoped if he held his hand out to Maillo that he would take it, that they could fight together... or at least just avoid each other while they were out doing their thing.

Gritting his teeth he hissed out, "Second? You really are cruel, Maillo. Perhaps Selene was wrong in awakening you, maybe you really are meant to be an Acolyte like me." He really was rather adept at cutting him deep with his words Ametrine thought to himself.

Crossing his arms over his chest he looked away, "I am not like you, Maillo, I am not just a normal human, I never was. I was someone who was always outside looking in, someone who never felt quite right, never felt as though I was meant to be with around that was everyone around me. You may have good memories in your life but I didn't... so don't act as though you could possibly understand!" A gasping sound escaped from Ametrine's lips as he found himself shoved forward and pinned down to Maillo's bed by the senshi's hands. He struggled a moment, then sigh. He knew he couldn't move, couldn't get away, he was still far too drained from his last battle to even try to do so.

Starring up at the senshi with his mismatched eyes Ametrine gave a sighing sound, lifting a hand up to rest it against Maillo's cheek, "Maillo, I invited you to join me not just because I want you to fight alongside me but because I want to keep you safe. Your mistress might let you run around as you please but mine, even if I were to want to leave her employ, which I don't, she'd likely kill me. I won't turn on her, I won't give her reason to tear my powers away from me." He lifted up to press a kiss to his forehead then said, "You may not think I care about you but I do, it's why I want you at my side, you will be safest there."

"And you're acting as though I am not good enough for you ask I am. Will I only be someone you won't look down upon if I throw everything away that I and and everything I have been working for? It's not as though I go around murdering people willy-nilly for the fun of it, I rarely even hurt them all that much. I do a job, one that I seem to excel at, I even have a... a friend of sort amongst the ranks of the acolytes, something I never had when I was merely 'Arryn'. Please, try to understand at least that if you won't understand anything else." He said with a bit of a sigh, wishing that he could just get through to him so that he might see things from Ametrine's side.

"Hm? What to do, huh?" Lifting a hand up he rested it against Sailor Firn's cheek, stroking his thumb against the senshi's lip, before his lips curled up into a bit of a smirk, "How about I just go about it the easy way then? I will just kidnap you, keep you as my hostage, and protect you that way?" It would be the easiest way, at least Maillo would be safe from Mistress Discord and the other Acolytes then if he were taken prisoner and was unable to escape from Ametrine's care.

Removing his hand from Firn's cheek he let his hands lace together before resting them on his chest, his form flickering and returning to that of Arryn, "It will have to wait though, my dramatic plan to kidnap you. I am too tired... battled a pair of senshi, mostly on my own. It takes a lot out of a guy." He said, letting his purple eyes sink closed, feeling quite exhausted to begin with and even more so after the tussling with Maillo. He gave a bit of a smile, thought a sleepy one, "If you don't want to stay in this room with me anymore I understand, I am sure you could get a change of rooms if you request it." He didn't want to see him go but given that the two of them had been outed to one another it only made sense that Maillo might want to pack up and leave.