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It hadn't taken long for Damocles to become worried and agitated that Tantalus hadn't arrived at their predetermined meeting point. While only five minutes had passed since the slotted time, when it came to the shorter senshi, five minutes was enough to send his mind in a spiral of what if scenarios. Especially with the brunette's history for finding trouble, even if he wasn't actively looking for it. It always seemed to find him, no matter what precautions the brunette took to actively avoid it.

With each additional second that passed, Damocles grew anxious, to the point where he nearly tripped on a few roof ledges. Until finally, hopefully, he came across a signature. Treading carefully on the rooftop, Damocles approached slowly, his boots clicking against the shingles and other materials that made up their platform till he spotted the familiar bundle of brown and red. A sigh escaped him at that point, out of relief more then anything. Tantalus was okay.. For the most part.

Despite the recognized body, Damocles still moved with an air of caution. He realized that Tantalus was having a panic attack and carefully, he kneeled in front of the other. The blonde didn't say a word as he began undoing the belts around his waist and sat them close to Tantalus' field of vision, hoping the man would recognize them. Recognize it was him with out even having to say the other's name. Nore did he say anything when he unclasped the broach on the front of his coat. The chains that hung from the gold shield jangled softly when he did so. Then began prying his coat sleeves out from under his bracers. Why he decided to wear them like that... was beyond him. He couldn't explain it. It wasn't until he had shed it, revealing the blue tunic he wore under it did he speak.

"It's just my jacket... I'm gonna put it on you." He said softly, draping it as carefully as he could around the other man. "Can you slide your arms into the sleeves for me??" It was getting cold at night, even for September. Alistair detested the cold, even if it was just a few degrees out of the norm. "Do you want help?" He offered, extending his hand, palm up to the other man.

Only once Tantalus took his hand did he move to touch the younger male, easing him into the jacket slowly until Tantalus' fuku was almost completely washed out by black fabric. "I'm going to move you okay?" Damocles slid an arm under bent legs, the other wrapped around Tantalus' back before gingerly hosting him up. Then Damocles proceed to take Tantalus' place in his spot, sitting against the wall with Tantalus in his lap.

Damocles smiled lightly when Tantalus moved to take his hand, moved against him. The blonde even leaned down and helped pull his hair from its confinds so Tantalus could access it better. And when Tantalus' momentary resolve crashed again, Damocles wrapped his arms around the frame, holding him close against his chest. "You're safe..." He reminded Tantalus, a hand rubbing at the other mans back gently in small circles. The blonde's hand slipped slowly under the collar of his jacket to gently tug Tantalus' hair from underneath it. Then his hand moved to the brunette's chin, pulling his face out from against the blue tunic. "You won't be able to breathe if you hide like that..." He said gently, guiding it to rest on his shoulder instead.

"It's okay" He murmured, rubbing Tantalus' back gently. Then the blonde reached over and picked up his belts, along with the piece used to tie his hair back. "Hold on to these for a moment??" He asked, before once again scooping the shorter male up jumping off the roof, and down to the pavement below. He helped Tantalus stand, never quite letting go, just in case his legs gave out. Once he was sure the other could stand after a few moments, he took back the strips of material. Biting the one used for his hair between his teeth, Damocles proceeded to draw the jacket tight against Tantalus before tying the belts off at his waist. With that done, Damocles then gathered up the Brunette's hair and tied it back with the last strap. "Lets take a walk yeah??"

"You've always had them.." The blonde said softly, a hand on the small of Tantalus' back as he gently ushered the man forward. As to who's wings he was referring to was anyone's guess. Perhaps it was both. The pair walked in relative silence for the most part. Stopping occasionally, whenever a signature prickled on the edges of their senses. Eventually the pair came to what looked like a setup for a farmers-flea market. "Did you wanna take a look?? We can come back in the morning if you see any stands you're interested in..."

The blonde watched for a moment, his eyes flickering from his boyfriend to the reflective pane. "I'm not losing you to a mirror am I?" He asked, more of a tease really, as he stepped behind Tantalus and wrapped his arms around the males waist. "I don't normally spend a whole lot of time in Mirrorspace.. I'm in and out." The blonde shrugged. "..Why? Do you wander around there a lot?" When he got no immediate answer, Damocles raised a brow. "...Tantalus." He called softly. "Don't space out on me like that.. Is your panic attack coming back?"

Damocles wasn't entirely convinced that Tantalus was alright but he tried not to let that show. Especially when he once again drew quiet. Even if it was just to think before asking his question. Just don't pull an Ares on me.. He thought to himself, once again looking between both his boyfriend and the mirror. Giving the shorter male a small nuzzle, he stood to his full height "Show me." He said, hands moving from around his waist to rest on his shoulders.

"I'm not going anywhere..." He promised, turning his hand to squeeze Tantalus'. The blonde blinked.. "Little... dreary isn't it?? I thought you didn't like places like this." Alistair was usually gunning for the spot like, he liked being noticed. Being active. He didn't settle for hiding in the shadows.

The eternal slowly released his hand and walked over to the table, running his fingers over it. He blinked in surprise upon finding it was actually solid. "It's.... strange." He said slowly, glancing up from the table to his boyfriend. Then he glanced at the small lantern. "This shouldn't be here then correct??"