Seen The Future

Return To Lukendonia

They were all in the living room. Once Rael left, Rai and Frankenstein eventually made an appearance again. The noblesse, ever elegant, took up his usual perch on the couch; Frankenstein already had a teapot, cups, and biscuits ready. Regis helped him lay everything out as Seira was gone.

M-21: "What's eating you?"

After Rael had left, Regis had taken up a seat, concentrated thoughtfulness pinching his face, and hadn't moved since except to help Frankenstein. The modified human wasn't usually so forward, but even he had sensed something was amiss when both Seira and Regis stiffened at the paper Kertia had pulled out of his pocket.

After the D-5 incident, they'd all slowly warmed up to each other, but the young noble seemed hesitant to speak up about this. He'd have let it go if Regis weren't acting so strangely. Regis didn't reply, and M-21 had to ask him again more pointedly.

M-21: ~'Lukedonian politics?'~

Regis: "Something doesn't seem right about Rael."

Regis finally admitted after some more needling, eyebrows pinching further as he helped himself to a cup.

M-21 hadn't been expecting that. He thought the runt had been worried about Seira's sudden callback.

Tao: "Really?" *echoing M-21's thoughts and grabbing a tea biscuit from the table* "He seemed pretty okay. Polite enough."

Takeo: *nod in agreement*

M-21: ........

Regis: "That's the strangeness. He didn't do anything particularly rude. Rael's infuriating and hot-tempered. He has been in a come for 10 years after he had gotten a head injury"

Trio: A COMA!!!!

Frankenstain: *shocked* ~Ragar's youngest was in a coma???!!!~

The trio soaked in this tidbit, trying to reconcile it with the well-mannered noble that had shown up earlier. Rai sipped his tea, and with everything in order, Frankenstein finally took a seat beside Regis with his cup.

Tao: *hummed around his snack and took a sip of tea*

Takeo: "Perhaps being in a coma has changed him?"

Regis: "Maybe...but it was only ten years."

M-21: "Ten years can change a person."

Regis: "But for a noble? Whose lifespan is many times that?"

The young Landegre easily recalled a blond known more for his hair-trigger temper than for his polite tone. Rael was twice his and Seira's age, the blond acted far more like a child. At least, he had until tonight.

Frankenstein, who had seemed uninterested until now, threw in a quick word.

Frankenstain: "You'd be surprised what ten years can do."

There was something in his smile then, and something in his eyes, but Regis couldn't quite pin what.

Less willing to brush off the words of the house owner, Regis' face crumpled in consternation as he focused on the encounter. Rael had been unusually subdued. Creepily so.

Regis: ~'How much can a noble change in ten years?'~

They were creatures notorious for their ability to remain steady and unchanging despite the shifting landscape. As if suddenly realizing something, Regis' eyes widened and he somehow sat up even straighter than he had before which was quite a feat as, common to a noble, he sat rather straight anyway.

Regis: "He...he didn't even say anything about you three!" *His red eyes darted to look across the table at Tao, Takeo, and M-21.*

The trio: *exchanged puzzled glances*