On finishing his AU timeline.

[bloodlined]

Took you long enough. A bit overdramatic at the end there, but at least it's done.

Now, why don't we try to keep our momentum going?

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[relinquishing]

Momentum, huh...

[His tone is dry and cautious. You are way too familiar for comfort, sir. Hasn't he seen you in a nightmare somewhere before??]

[bloodlined]

She's got plans, I've got plans. Problem?

[A smirk plays at the corner of his mouth. U MAD BRO]

[relinquishing]

Who knows. Depends on what those plans are.

[Not like he's expecting you to tell him. But if this is him - or, well, another version of him - he's not sure how trustworthy those plans might be.]

[bloodlined]

What, don't trust me? [Zing.] I can behave.

[relinquishing]

I'm sure you can. [It doesn't mean you will.]

If your mun went and messed your life, she'd better be willing to see the consequences of those changes. Don't get so cocky.

[starofmalkuth]

My... [Overdramatic?] I hope your mundane hasn't made your timeline terribly uncomfortable for you, Guy.

[bloodlined]

It's 'Riten', Princess. [That, and the Daathic emblem on his tabard, should clear things up a bit.] And uncomfortable or not, it's my life. [His tone is sardonic, but he shrugs it away.]

I can't change it, so might as well make the best of it, don't you agree?

[starofmalkuth]

[She frowns at this. A costume is one thing (as she well knows), but the words and the way he's said them are another matter.]

I didn't mean any offense, G-... Riten. Still, I do not believe we should accept that we cannot change things, even with these mundanes and their plans. We should be able to mold our own lives as we see fit.

Even if, perhaps, we choose something different every now and then.

[bloodlined]

[He draws himself up. He has no qualms with Natalia herself, of course, especially given that she isn't the Natalia he knows, so his expression softens.]

Well said. And yet--I'm still dead, and I'm still here. I can only move forward, not back.

[starofmalkuth]

That's true enough...

Nevertheless, there are still lots of opportunities in places such as this, even for those who have passed.

[She hesitates here.] Did you already have something in mind?

[shelteredbrat]

[sob i have no idea what i'm doing 8D]

I wish my mun had that kind of energy.

[bloodlined]

[--third time's the charm. Riten's expression turns disdainful.]

Not much of a surprise, if she chose you.

[shelteredbrat]

Oh real funny Guy. She usually has the energy! But she's been really busy recently.

[bloodlined]

[He doesn't bother to correct Luke, but his mouth thins.]

So, which one are you supposed to be? The replica, or the other one?

[shelteredbrat]

Supposed to be?

[wh...at? this throws luke a little off kilter. guy knows that he's... well a replica. he looks to the side momentarily before looking back up at guy.]

Guy-- you... you already know that I'm a replica.

[ex_reclamations453]

...Just what are you planning?

[bloodlined]

Nothing you need to worry about, clearly.

[ex_reclamations453]

Experience tells me otherwise.

...You're up to something, and if it's anything like what happened before, it can only mean bad news for everyone involved.

[bloodlined]

[He throws up his hands. He is the very picture of innocence, of course. (/heavy sarcasm)]

The lady's in charge; you'll have to take it up with her.

[ex_reclamations453]

[As if he'll ever see you as innocent, Riten. You've made the last seven years of his life hell. What's more, there's no way for him to have a direct conversation with "the lady" about anything!] ...Tch!

Why bother? ...What can you possibly hope to accomplish by doing this? You're not on Auldrant anymore.

[fononfailure]

Melodrama here or there can work. Classics always go overboard toward the ending, so your mun's in good company.

[ Welcome to Missing the Point 101. ]

[bloodlined]

[Oh great, another Fabre, and this one has tits! Just what he always wanted.]

I prefer it on the stage. Overdo it too much and your legacy turns to laughter. [Looks her over, critically.] But I guess you wouldn't get it.

[fononfailure]

[ Sorry, Guy. You're a natural redhead magnet and an almost hostile speech is weird coming from you. ]

I get the basic gist of what you mean even without having seen many plays. [ Not caring for the scrutiny after the aforementioned tone, she folds both arms across her chest. ] And your story is hardly a joking matter. There's not much reason to worry about her turning it into a comedy.

[bloodlined]

[Weird? You ain't seen nothing yet. Riten arches a brow.]

What, sympathy? From you? Spare me, I don't want it. As for my story, it is what it is. It's not any harsher or softer than countless other lives thrown away for the Score's whims.

[fononfailure]

Huh? I didn't mean- [ Screw weird, this has gone straight into wtf territory. ] Ah, anyway... Got any clue what you'll do now that your mun has the basics down?