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 Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 5:55 pm
Summer was never a good time to be a Polairs Knight. Whisler had known that last year, but as the heat crept its way into the city, he was learning this fact all over again. Powering up had been a thing he had been almost…but not quite avoiding ever since his almost corruption…and tonight he had decided it was time to go full on knight…and that had lasted a good half hour, with him patrolling diligently, before he just got sweaty and sticky and had to lay on a park bench and rest.
After a few minutes of laying there, he realized that this was the same park bench that Ashanite had found him on once, and a smile crept over his face, though it was short lived.
Ashanite had been so upset when he had…started glowing instead of corrupting…he had…almost attacked him. Or at least maybe he would have? Whisler had already been using his magic and focusing on going back to his Wonder so he hadn’t really seen but…
But the General had not been happy, that was for sure. Whisler sighed heavily and closed his eyes, though stiffened a moment later when he felt the aura of a General nearby. He didn’t move, didn’t want to move…maybe he could just treat it like a snake. If he stayed still, perhaps they wouldn’t come close. It was worth a try at least, though his hand did casually grip his weapon, just in case he needed to make an escape.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 7:05 pm
Summer was, for Ashanite, perhaps the best time of year, since his terribly skimpy uniform no longer left him shivering. Summer's heat left him comfortable, as long as it wasn't too sweltering.
He couldn't enjoy it too much, because he was out hunting. He had to find Whisler, had to...he wasn't sure what. Kill him, probably, that was what the Negaverse would want. And yet he couldn't imagine Whisler eviscerated at his feet. The thought made him sick.
It was foolish sentiment that had pulled hm back to the park bench, but the bright, shining aura of a Transcendent Knight made him wonder if he wasn't the only sentimental fool.
He wasn't.
He recognized those colors.
"Whisler." He kept his voice as emotionless as possible.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 7:13 pm
The knight said nothing for a long moment, and finally his eyes opened. He stared at Ashanite for a long moment, and then pulled himself into a sitting position, holding up a hand and giving a half wave. “Hello Handsome. Did you miss me?” Whisler didn’t look…happy, per say, just calm and…ready. Though ready for what, he wasn’t sure that even he knew.
“What brings you out to my park bench so late at night? Come to try and find me, hm? I was just here taking a nap, it was too damn hot to roam around. Especially in this fluffy piece of fabric.”
His eyes raked over the General, taking in every inch of him. He didn’t look…too happy either. He hoped that he had not gotten him into trouble with that General King…that had not been his intention if he had. Not at all.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 8:05 pm
Ashanite regarded Whisler icily, clinging tight to the sense of betrayal he had felt in the immediate wake of the Knight's Transcendence.
"You could say that," he said. "I have missed you. I was expecting to take you home, it was a little bit of a disappointment not to." He stayed away, wondering if he could pretend this hadn't happened if Axinite asked. Or Hessonite, or any of the new General-Sovereigns. How many of them were aware of his egregious mistake?
"Unfortunate, that you chose Order in the end. Over me. Over whatever we might have had." He was still keeping his tone as even as he could manage, even if he wanted to lash out.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 4:12 pm
“No. I chose my Wonder over the darkness that was trying to swallow me. It’s mostly your fault, you know. You helped cause me to love my wonder so much. The night there with you was one of the happiest I have ever had, so it’s really your fault that this happened…” Whisler stood and took two steps closer to Ashanite, holding an arm out towards him, hand extended in a mixture of greeting, and perhaps a tinge of desperation.
“Just because I didn’t come home, doesn’t mean that you can’t. This doesn’t mean that we can’t still have whatever future you wanted us to have. The future that I wanted us to have…think of how much fun we can have on your wonder…think of what we can still explore about mine. Think of it. You can explore all of Whisler…every single inch.”
A small, almost challenging smile lit his face as he thought of the double meaning to the words and he took another step backwards. “We don’t have to be enemies, love. We really, really don’t. Chaos has taken hold of your mind…but we can still get you back. I’ve seen who you really are. You don’t have to listen to them…Come home to me, Ploutonion. Come home with me.”
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 8:28 pm
Ashanite ground his teeth together. He didn't need to hear it so directly, to hear how thoroughly and utterly he had failed. When Whisler stepped forward, he stepped back, looking warily down at the extended hand.
"Is that how you see it." He said, sharply. It stung, to know it was true, to know that his allowing Whisler that one sentimental trip - amazing as it had been - was the reason that they were standing here, the reason Whisler glowed, the reason he hadn't scooped up Mariposite and carried him home. "Because Order hasn't been home tome for a very long time, Whisler. I thought you understood that. Or was I wrong?"
Obviously he had been.
"As tempting as your offer is," and it was, in its way, "this is my home." He could have kept lying, but it was exhausting. "I had to make something of my life all over again, and I have. I'm a General, I have Lieutenants. People I'm responsible for. So no, Whisler, I'm not ready to go running back to Order."
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 9:08 pm
Whisler had paused in his advance towards the General, listening to his words, trying to take them all in, but only hearing one phrase out of all of it. He wasn’t ready to go running back to order. Wasn’t ready. So.
So.
He broke into a smile, a smile that held all of the love that he felt for the General in front of him, and without a word, he crossed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around Ashanite, holding him tightly. “Fine. Okay. I’ll lay off for a while then.”
If this was really what he thought he wanted now, so be it. He would wait, he could wait. There was no way he could be pulled back to the wrong side of this, not now. Not after he had sealed his own fate…but he wouldn’t wait quietly. “Still, you can’t deny that you want to explore Whisler and expose all of its secrets…can you?” The words were whispered into Ashanite’s ear, accompanied by a small n**, and a grin.
No, he wouldn’t make the wait easy on Ashanite. He would give a million reasons why it was a good idea to come back, but he wouldn’t push. Not yet.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 10:19 pm
Ashanite tensed for a moment when Whisler's arms slipped around him, and then sighed, sliding his around the Knight's waist. He pressed his face into Whisler's shoulder, letting himself rest briefly.
"For a while?" He laughed, just a little, raising his head. Of course Whisler wasn't done, apparently no one would ever be done trying to bring him back. "Alright."
He could deal with that.
Because...well, yes, he did still want the Knight, badly. Even if things were now going to be infinitely more complicated.
"I won't lie, I do," he said. "My last tour, I felt so very thoroughly welcome." A little shiver ran down his spine when Whisler nipped his ear. "The Knight has just been so very welcoming."
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 10:29 pm
Whisler just chuckled, tightening his hold on the General. “Well good. I’ll stock up on food and other blankets and coats and things, and you and I can take a nice long…weekend or week or whatever and just spend time up there. I’ll be perfect.” He nudged Ashanite’s head up so he could see his face and grinned. “You were pretty welcome there. Also I’m pretty sure the knight thinks you’re just short of the bees knees.” With a wink, Whisler leaned close, stealing a kiss.
“You will always be welcome on Whisler. You will always be welcome wherever I go…and one day, you and I will go places together, and it will be perfect. Just as it should have been. I just met you a little too late, that’s all. I’m making up for lost time.”
And he would make up for it. He would bring the Saturn knight home, and the two would never worry about being lonely again. He swore it to himself.
Oh how the tables had turned. The hunted was now the hunted.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 4:31 pm
Ashanite had to admit, that did sound perfect. A weekend with Whisler, on his Wonder, exploring every bit of it and of each other...he could do that. He would find time to do that. Somehow.
"One day, maybe, yes," he said, and somewhere he found his playful sarcasm again, because he continued with, "though I did mention my Wonder is practically a charnal house, yes? Not exactly a romantic date night." That was fine, though Surely there were better places in the universe, beyond their two little Wonders.
Maybe they really would even go there, someday.
Ha.
"Just...your side has not been kind to me, Whisler. There are things...people," he looked, significantly, at the Knight, "that I want to go back for, but Order on the whole..." He frowned. "It holds little appeal for me."
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 5:50 pm
Whisler waved his hand and gave a noise of impatience. “A few flowers here and there, some throw pillows, honey, with my sense of decoration, we can make that tomb something amazing. No bones about it.” The knight couldn’t keep a grin from his face and he winked, laughing. “I get it, Ash. I get that you’re wary of my side, and god damn, I know I for one am pretty damn terrified of yours, so…one day you’re going to have to make a choice and see if power is really worth losing connections you have, connections you’ve lost and connections you might make again…but of course, as I said. I would keep my mouth shut for a while.”
He kissed the General once more and pulled away, holding on to his hand for a long moment. “Just know, that everyone has a breaking point, Ashanite. Mine is still a long way from getting here…but if you wait too long, one day it’ll come. I’m not trying to threaten you…I’m just saying that as much as I’d like to…I’m not going to be able to wait forever…so please don’t make me.”
The knight let the hand fall from his and gave a little wave. “See you later, my love. Do try and take care, won’t you? I’ll get my wonder ready for our date, we’ll see one another again soon, I know it. Bye~” He gave another grin, and a tip of his hat and made his way off into the park, planning all sorts of things to do.
He would have Ploutonion back. That was not something that up for negotiation.
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