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So, you've decided to give it a proper try at last, have you? I am glad.

You may set aside your worries. [He smiles, soft and knowing.] Practice is key to all things, and I imagine this is no exception, though your dilemma is strange to me. My voice is as strong as it ever was, and I am quite prepared to face whatever you may have in store.

[By this, he also means that he is no puppet, and if his mundane regards him as such, there will be surprises.

Still, he trusts that there can be an agreement which satisfies everyone.]

But more than that, you see, there are those who might have need of me... and those who I might have need of... I must find them, and for this, I do require your aid.

I ask only that you do not try to hold me back.

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I'll admit it's different seeing you speaking with confidence and assurance. But I trust that it's better this way for you.

Ah, Fakir... It has not been so long, but already much has changed, hasn't it?

You should know that your trust is well placed... This is how it should be, more than better.

Hn.

... I shouldn't have prevented it for so long.

You did what you believed was best...

And when the time came, you did what was needed of you. I am grateful, in fact.

... You're still an idiot, in some ways. You're too forgiving.

And you neglect your own deeds. You have done much for me, surely that is worth forgiveness?

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And you're able to do the same for your mun? Even when they string us around like puppets, the same way he did?

[ He does sound like he's on good terms with his own, at the least. ]

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[Fakir might notice the prince stiffen at that.]

Why would I do the same for her? Perhaps it is discourteous to say, but I see no reason to be soft... I cannot look so kindly on one who has taken me from my place again.

Still, I will see to being returned soon, and she and I will keep our peace.

You asked for her aid, didn't you?

[ His voice is a little stern at that, but then he catches himself and relaxes a bit. His eyes close. ]

Sorry. It's none of my business.

[ There's still a little bit of getting used to; the prince has a full heart. There's no need to berate him for doing anything Fakir might not like. ]

It isn't wrong for me to work with what I have, Fakir. It is not as if I intend to bow to her whims.

[It isn't something he minds answering. Fakir is who he would most want to know about it - not from any sense of obligation, but so the other young man can see who he truly is.]

Your mundane must find you quite troublesome. I would expect nothing less of you.

[He says this with a faintly amused smile taking shape, but he does mean at least the last part as something of a compliment.]

... Right. You have your own will, now.

[ And he says this with a not!frown--but then it disappears after a bare moment. ]

Hn. She knows full well what I think of her.

You're searching, then? For a place to stay.

[A not!frown is an acceptable acknowledgement, particularly given who it's from. It would have surely been unreasonable of him to expect a smile, after all.]

Of course. Do not let her forget.

[As if there is a chance of that.

He inclines his head to reply.]

I am. If I am going to be here, I wish to at least keep myself busy. Do you know of anyplace that would serve?

I won't.

[ Then it's his turn to stiffen--for of all places he had to be stuck in... ]

No. I don't know of any places.

[[ooc: just wanting to make sure, is this jenny? i've never seen other prince siegfried players so i wanted to double check! apologies if not]]

Very well...

[He regards his friend - yes, that's right, now - fondly.]

My mundane will continue the search, then, and I will ensure that she doesn't choose anywhere... unfitting. It sounds as though some of these "games" are much more pleasant than others.

[ooc: nope! I usually go by Feather online, though I haven't been seriously online in a while. hi! c:]

I'll... hope for the best, then. [ Hope! Good god Ahiru really has rubbed off on him. ] They can be obnoxiously forceful, though. And I've yet to hear of any game that can be considered 'pleasant.'

[ Still very much a grouchy face. ]

[[ooc: oh, hi!! name's beth. i'm not sure of games that are looking for a sieg but i'm thinking of apping rue to vatheon soon, if interested? ETA: i also play fakir and there is an ahiru at zodion, but it's a smut game and idk if you'd be cool with that lol]]

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Unfortunate... My mundane has been looking, but as you say, all of what she has found is... You were talking about him before, and I believe that he would be quite satisfied with some of these.

[It almost pains him to say it, but there's too much truth in it to not. He sighs, with a tinge of regret, but then manages a soft smile.]

Thank you, Fakir. I will do what I can, and hope. I wish you luck, as well.

[ooc: Cool! I've done smut before and don't especially mind it, but I'm not sure if I'd be able to come up with enough interesting material for a game based around that. Vatheon sounds interesting, though! I was poking around a bit at Animus or Luceti, but it'd be interesting with a Rue.]

[[ooc: sounds good! and either way, i'm also up for memes if you'd like. i already enjoy playing off your siegfried, and i have fakir, ahiru, and rue accounts available if you're ever interested!]]

[ooc: Yeah! I liked your Fakir, too. I'm just sorry the thread was so short. We should definitely do more somewhere. I'll have a look at Vatheon. :D]

[[ooc: no worries, there'll be future opportunities! /o/ feel free to shoot me a PM if you'd like to do a meme or even musebox. vatheon is completely new to me but i think it could be lots of fun--though no pressure!]]

Well well well...What do we have here...?

_{[Look who just popped out of the darkness, why it's an obnoxious doppelganger!]}

Hello there, Prince. It's nice to...ah...Meet you?

[For far too long, all he can do is stare in shock, horror brimming in his heart. But then, he snaps,]

No!

[This must be some kind of nightmare. Foul enough that his mundane's renewed interest tears him from his home and his princess, and now... This, which cannot be.]

What dark magic is this?

Dark magic...

_{[He chuckles, sliding closer to the prince.]}

No. Nothing like that. Just the whim of an author, hmm?

Of course, it's quite disgraceful to see your bow to her like that. You might as well throw your heart to the crows if you're going to trust your fate to a mun. We both know it'll end up there anyway, after all.

[He takes a step away, but fixes the Prince of the Ravens with a warning glare.]

I bow to no one... My heart has its purpose, and I will do as I think is best to fulfill that.

[Then, he suggests quietly.]

You know this.

[ooc: sorry for lame icons, I can't get a paid right now]

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Oh? And what purpose is this?

[He smoothly steps forward, grabbing the Prince's collar, his expression suddenly violent.]

What purpose could you possibly have in a trash-heap of words like this? There's no one to protect, no one to save, nothing but hopeless puppets and their controllers as far as you can see!

_{[No no, it's quite all right. I uh, don't have a decent icon for this one myself..]}

[And he, in turn, grabs the Raven Prince's hand and tears it away from himself. Siegfried stares the him right in the eye.]

My kingdom waits for me... And so I must return.

[Insistently.]

You do know... You must. Inside, I know you want it, as well...

_{[He looks away, frown remaining. Something is on his mind, but no one in the world could say what, save him.]}

What I want is none of your business. I don't see how anything you're doing is going to get you back to your kingdom. If you truly want to be free, you should struggle and fight. Your mun will release you if you are enough trouble, I'm sure.

I fight, too, as I see best. Causing trouble would do nothing but bring pain to everyone involved...

[Save himself, indeed. The prince might have a few guesses, at that.]

I will be returned to my kingdom, and whatever your mundane does...

[He pauses, closing his eyes as if to collect himself. He isn't sure if he wishes to say this, but...]

So will you.

Perhaps. Perhaps not. In any event, I see no reason to go back. I just have to find that wretched crow and...

_{[The prince pauses, realizing that his hands had been curling into talons. He takes a small breath and smiles, picking at his sleeve absently.]}

...Well. That's something for another day.

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[Siegfried might disagree. His eyes narrow, and he regains the ground he gave earlier.]

Which crow do you mean?

Oh. You know. That one.

The one who hurt us so...Oh, but isn't that all of them? Ahahaa

She is not a crow, and you will not touch her. Do not think to try.

[His tone softens abruptly.]

You would regret it, as well.

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Would I? I don't think so...

_{[He laughs mockingly.]}

And I don't think you would, either. I don't know what happened...But I'm free now. Free from that doomed tale and free from my own foolishness. I can't thank the Raven enough for this blessing...

A shame you cast it off, hmm?

No... I know...

[He looks away. He has to, he still can't bring himself to face this.]

I know the terrible pain you're in; the kind of pain no one should have to suffer. That is not freedom, no matter what you want to believe! With her help, with all of their help...

[He owes them all so much, now, he has to do what he can for... himself.]

You can be free.

NO!

_{[A hand comes up, clutching his heart, though he doesn't seem to notice.]}

I AM FREE. FREE OF THOSE USELESS FOOLS WHO COULD NOT SAVE ME. FREE OF THAT WRETCHED TALE! I AM FREE, AND IN MY FREEDOM, I AM STRONGER THAN YOU EVER WERE!

[Siegfried's head jerks up, and now he stares at the Prince of the Ravens, the beast he used to be, as if transfixed. But he still speaks softly.]

What has that strength brought you? It is such a brittle thing... They will do more for you than you could know. And that will be true freedom.

No...no...be silent...

_{[The Raven Prince glares, still clawing at his heart.]}

This is true power. The power to be free of all ties. The power to do what I want...what I need. You are the weak one. I won't rely on them. I...

_{[No, he doesn't have to protect them, does he? Not anymore.]}

This power...

[He shakes his head regretfully.]

It will gain you nothing. It will make you take more and more, and none of it will satisfy you. You know already... I am certain you have felt it. I remember.

If you allow others to help you, you will become stronger than this power that holds sway over you...

[The prince is frantic now, trembling and smiling, his eyes shimmering a painful pink.]

I don't need them. I don't need anyone anymore. I don't want them anymore. No power holds sway over me... I am in control. I am...

Why? Tell me why you don't need them...

[Siegfried forces a calm expression onto his face, straightening boldly.]

If nothing controls you, you should have your own answer...

I...I don't need them...

[He pauses, eyes suddenly cold and sharp, like steel.]

I don't need them because they hold me back. Just like you.

But that is not what you believe, not truly.

You are scared... As I was. You do not know how it can be enough, so you wish to take everything they can give, and more even than that.

....

_{[The Raven Prince can only stand there, his eyes burning with tears. What does this fool know...? Everything, apparently...]}

N...no. They're weak. They deserve to give...Give to me. I've given so much. It's only right that...

You have given much. It is true.

[It is. It was his duty, but that doesn't make his sacrifice less significant, does it?]

And they will recognize all that you have done for them... They do love you, though they waver, like all people at times. You do not have to force them to feel for you.

...They won't... I...

_{[It hurts too much. He can't continue like this. He wants to curl and scream, but not in front of this cursed mirror image.]}

I can't trust them to do anything.

_{[He crumples to his knees, a black wind whirling around him, pushing the prince back and obscuring him from view. When it dissipates, he's gone, with only a few scattered black feathers to show he was ever there.]}

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