A Kushiel OC Decides to Speak

[anguisset]

I applaud your enthusiasm, truly. I look forward to meeting all sorts of new people, despite the difficulties that would most likely entail in this business; I am well aware of the various ventures we muses are thrown into, and I cannot say that I am afraid.

The experience will be good for the both of us, and as you have desired in the past, it will be a return to your roots.

Have fun with it. Blessed Elua knows that I will.

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[basichumanature]

You've got an interesting idea on the concept of fun. Not sure too many folks here would agree with you on it.

[not that he's necessarily disagreeing with you. but then, that in itself is interesting.]

[anguisset]

Experience is the substance of my life. Highs and lows. In fact, I am at my best when I've been driven to the ground.

[ Why yes, there is a second meaning to that, but it's not untrue in surface context. ] I cannot speak for other people.

[basichumanature]

Driven to the ground, huh? There's something to be said for the ingenuity of desperation, I suppose.

[a shake of his head.] Myself, I'm never too eager to give up that much control. I tend to get impulsive. And impulsiveness never was a good look for me.

[sehvet]

[ Quietly watching for a long moment. ]

I'm pretty sure that I should have envied you, in the time before my life changed.

[anguisset]

"Ingenuity of desperation." I think you have the stirrings of a poet. [ But he just laughs softly at that. ]

Impulsiveness has its uses, and I doubt much would look bad on you, but you know yourself as much to think so. Few do.

[anguisset]

And why is that? [ Not that he would deny that there are parts of his life worth envying; he's simply curious. ]

[sehvet]

"Love as thou wilt." That wasn't an option for me. And what was chosen for me...

Well. Likely more along your taste than mine, as far as I understand it.

[basichumanature]

A poet. [raziel gets a small laugh in return.] In my younger days I entertained a fondness for the written word, true enough. Haven't found much call to use it in recent days though, more's the pity.

And that's mighty kind of you to say, I could say much the same of you, I imagine. [is he talking about the comment on his looks? his self-awareness? who's to say, really?]

I will admit that impulsiveness has its own level of unpredictability, and that on its own can be more than a little bit useful.

[anguisset]

[ And that, of course makes him a little more somber. ]

No one should ever lose that choice. But you mentioned things changing in your life?

[sehvet]

I can see things in a little more perspective, here. The reason for that change? He and you would - will? - probably get along rather well, I think. In a manner of speaking

[ And, to the soberer part... ]

Sometimes, you don't know how bad things are when you're in the middle of them. Only when you discover how much else you can be does that perception change.

[ Sometimes, however, you knew exactly what was out of reach, and then it hurt so much more. ]

[anguisset]

We manage to find time and uses for old loves, so do not pity too much. Just look at my mun here; it's been ages since he has devoted time to an "original" like me.

[ He shrugs lightly. ]

You might surprise yourself as you are starting to do with me.

[anguisset]

You mean "His Royal Iciness," don't you? He is not an unfamiliar breed, in terms of his behavior. [ Upon which an enigmatic smile followed. ]

I have not had the sort of turn in luck that would put me in such a position. A pity you were not born and raised in Terre d'Ange.

[basichumanature]

[easy drawl, one eyebrow raised.] Maybe so.

And what about yourself? Any old loves you're hoping to find time for in this venture? 'sides being driven to the ground, I mean.

[anguisset]

Escapism. [ His smile brightens just a bit. ]

I was always giving people the slip as a child.

[sehvet]

... oh, dear. Is that how he is, there? [ There was a hint of confusion, and then definite amusement. To be fair, icy was not how he knew Oryen - not in the long run. Not his bloodthirsty, passionate prince, not the creature who gave him life forever. But... well. ]

You made your own luck - or your own blessings, as far as I can understand. Which is definitely a great and amazing thing. And I... I possibly would have liked it, if I had been. Just one man in the crowd.

[basichumanature]

Well this is the place to do that, for sure.

Never let them catch anything 'sides your shadow and you should do just fine around here, I imagine.

[anguisset]

Yes, though sometimes he is a blizzard rather than a glacier. [ Icy, still. ]

And you found yourself a love that most only find in storybooks; we are each blessed differently, and perhaps not equally, but both blessed by our gods nonetheless.

[sehvet]

[ Rafan inclined his head, accepting that part. ] Sometimes, he is.

[ Though the last bit made him rear up, slightly, his eyes large and... worried? ] Does it seem that I do not appreciate the love he's granted me? I did not mean it that way.

Yes, we are blessed. I merely meant that I had much to learn, before it could be love, and not... a game of attraction without proper... worthiness.

[anguisset]

Your worry seems to say that you appreciate it very much. And we always play games; it is simply a matter of enjoying the partners of our games.

[sehvet]

I do. I do appreciate it.

[ But then he ducked his head, slightly. ]

I think if I were to believe myself to be playing a game, I would have to assume I was his equal. But, though we are bound - first against our will, then otherwise - and though he has chosen to not discard me, nor would I ever knowingly betray him... it is not the same. I live, he plays. Sometimes I've been the pawn and sometimes what can never be sacrificed. And he hasn't played me false, or misused me. So I do enjoy things as they are.

[ Wider smile, too. ]

Besides, I would not want to play against him. By his side, all is so much better. Let others oppose him. At their peril.