Re: His movie

[illtakehisplace]

Honestly, Mundane. It has been how many years? And you're still upset about that ending?

I couldn't keep them apart, even if I wanted to in the beginning. I'm sure the two of them are sailing out in the ocean, having numerous adventures. Possibly in Fiji, I wouldn't doubt it.

I'm busy as it is. Syracuse still needs me, and I have a duty to uphold.

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[wickedthiswaycomes]

Mm....? [ Well, well. Floating mid-air, she crosses a leg one over the other daintily. ] You have no regrets at all of being left behind?

[illtakehisplace]

Why keep a bird caged? It has wings, it needs to fly.

[He smiles, remembering back to that day.]

Letting her go... she was so happy. It was for the best.

[wickedthiswaycomes]

And what of your own ambition? Your own wings? Or are you a... ha- a chicken who cannot fly.

[tiatiatiatiatia]

Wait; who's in Fiji and why does Syracuse need you?

[Well, well, well! Now here's a face she didn't expect to see!]

[illtakehisplace]

Miss Charlotte. What a... surprise.

[OH GOODNESS nonono.]

Oh you know Sinbad. Him and his crazy adventures.

[Waves his hand in the air, ignoring that last part.]

[gutsythracian]

Fiji was lovely, but it had been covered in cyclopses.

[illtakehisplace]

I trust you two handled it well enough?

[gutsythracian]

No... That had been Spike.

[illtakehisplace]

[He smiles a little at that.]

Looks like Sinbad isn't at the top of his game.

[Proteus sighs and relaxes his shoulders.]

It is still good to see you. I hope Sinbad is treating you well. I know he can get to be a little... obnoxious at times.

[gutsythracian]

Not as much as he brags to the port scoundrels who spread his infamy.

[ She nods politely and reaches up to move back a pesky strand of brown hair away from her eye. ]

Obnoxious is putting his temperament lightly, but... he does treat me quite well. If not a little too masculine when he wants to impress me or some onlookers.

[covetschaos]

Oh, you are a treasure, aren't you.

[chinhands.]

[illtakehisplace]

[HOLY MOTHER OF--]

What are you doing here?

[covetschaos]

Oh, you know.

[Her smile is coy, and not the least bit nice as she drifts around him, trailing her fingers across his collarbone before she re-materializes several feet directly in front of him.]

I'm checking up on my favourite prince. It's a tough job, but someone has to do it. I've always had a soft spot for the losing side.

[illtakehisplace]

[A frown tightens on his face, standing firm.]

No one lost anything.

[covetschaos]

[Oops is she laughing? It's one of those high, throaty laughs that manages to sound smug and disdainful all at once.]

No? Oh, you poor, deluded fool. I suppose we could always say Sinbad stole your little fiancée. The word does so suit his character.

[illtakehisplace]

I did what was best for her -- what made her happy. And even though she may have been my fiancee, her heart had always longed for the ocean.

[So what better way then to let her go love a man who did belong to the sea? Right? Right.]

[covetschaos]

Aren't you just so noble.

[Her tone makes a pantomime of the words.]

But you know... it's only normal to be bitter. To be angry. After everything you risked for Sinbad, why, he may as well have stabbed you in the back.

[she bamfs behind him now, and jabs him just so in the ribs with one finger, close enough that he might be able to feel her breath on his neck.]

[illtakehisplace]

[He steps away from her and unsheathes his sword, holding it out in front of him.]

Is that all you do? Pester people with meaningless words? I do not regret my choices, and I never will.

[covetschaos]

[She just arches a brow and glances at the sword. Oh, it's so cute you think that could harm a goddess, Proteus.]

I'm not saying you should regret them, dear Prince. Only that you should feel angry. Abandoned. Two of the most important people in your life, and they left you behind like garbage while they run off to be together. Without any obligations or worries or cares, nothing like the responsibility of needing to one day rule a kingdom. Which you'll be doing all [she flickers over to his left side] by [oops off to the right] yourself. [That's said from behind him, in an eerie echoing laugh, and then she simply conjures a throne from the ether and drapes herself across it haphazardly, in full view.]

But by all means, correct me if I'm wrong.