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@suqernova  uh.  no?    [he awkwardly says,  shoving down scrap paper into the side of the couch quickly.]    well yes,  he was here.  you just missed him.

wha—  hey!!   some  homework,  father  and  alfred  are  busy,  and  dick  and  jason  are  training.   [   he  scowled  at  his  now  disheveled  hair,  before  letting  out  a  grunt.  ]  for  ICT   class,  or  whatever.  you're  much  better  at  all  this  than  i  am,  and  i  don't  understand  what  i'm  supposed  to  do  exactly.

@younghul  you brat.  you’re not telling dad anything!    [a grin spreads across his face,  reaching over to wring the other gently as he ruffles Damian’s hair.]    what do you need,  little dip shit?

(  angel  emoji  angel  emoji  )

do  you  not  trust  me?  i'm  hurt.  you'd  decline  your  little  brother's  offering?  unbelievable.  just  have  oneee  small  bite.

@younghul  this feels oddly threatening.  so no.

(  poisoned.  )

how  is  it  you're  older,  when  i  obviously  should  be.  i  am  n͟o͟t͟  agreeing  to  those  silly  looking  popsicles.  besides,  they  look  horrendous.  why  is  one  eye  bigger  than  the  other?  this  looks  like  something  that  would  show  up  in  my  nightmares.

@younghul  you’re being basic.  we obviously should get the SpongeBob popsicles,  do you see this? 

@nemophiIas  know  what?  [  a  perplexed  expression  crosses  her  features,  but  an  unsettling  weight  plummets  to  the  pits  of  her  stomach.  amaya  couldn’t  have  exposed  who  she  truly  was,  unless  she  did?  ]  ah.  it  was  just  the  slip  of  the  tongue,  someone  must  have  told  me  that  a  long  time  ago,  you  know! 

@nemophiIas  and  why  is  it  so  wrong  for  me to want  you  here?

@nemophiIias      ،̲،̲              a familiar,   analytical look crosses her expression.   taking every inch of kasen’s features,   watching as its contort as mitsue enacts their final betrayal;   yet another lie.   what else would you expect from the god?   however,   the decision made amaya’s heart ache.   although,   amaya brings her fingernail to her mouth,   teeth lightly gnawing at it in hopes to chip away      [a habit so familiar with the now prior god of war].      brows furrow,   knitting together,      “even so,   i should watch my tongue when speaking to someone      (..)   unfamiliar to me,”      another lie.      hues which reflect the sky,   now shift to look into kasen’s gaze.   a silent,   momentary glance of admiration before it fell back into its typical cold;   but distant look.   words fell short on still lips,   parting as she takes in a breath.
            
            “i’ve been put into a marriage that i hadn’t desired.   my parents,      (..)   they didn’t listen to me and agreed despite my disagreements.”      a pause,   teeth now biting the lower part of her lip.   seemingly perplexed,   maybe heartbroken.      “still,   i suppose that isn’t the only reason.   i was hoping to receive some sort of resolution by seeking mercy,   you see.      (..)   i find that someone like me lived far too long,   exceeding even my own expectations.”      a pause is taken,   her eyes now glossy,   head tilting down as her hair and the braids now dropping over her face to hide her expression.      “i was hoping for some peace in my mind.”      amaya let’s put a small sigh,   now regaining a sense of control back to her own emotions.      “it feels like everytime i think i’m free,   i get pulled back,   but that’s how fate has it for me it seems.”

@electrosis 
            
            [  amaya?  no,  no  that  was  not  possibly  their  name. kasen  bites  at  the  soft  of  her  own  tongue,  bristling  as  the  taste  of  blood  mixed  ichor  fills  her  mouth.  she  got  too  far  ahead  of  herself,  chasing  after  a  ghost  once  more.  still,  the  stranger’s  heart  seemed  to  beat  in  such  a  familiar  rhythm.   ] 
            
            it’s  quite  alright,  do  not  worry  over  such  things.   [  aoe  sighs.  he  did  not  want  to  humiliate  the  poor  girl,  nor  did  he  wish  for  her  to  hold  her  thoughts  or  tongue  in  his  presence.  kasen  wills  a  gentle  smile  to  their  features,  the  slight  glow  that  came  with  their  divine  aura  slowly  dissipating.  her  longer   robes  still  hit  the  ground  when  she  walked  but  no  longer  was  kasen  taking  upon  the  appearance  of  a  god.  now,  simply,  the  two  looked  like  a  believer  and  a  priest,  both  knelt  at  a  temple  looking  for  someone  else.  ]  
            
            well  then,  amaya,  you  came  here,  begging  for  mercy  in  the  form  of  death.  that’s  quite  a  hard  bargain  to    ask  of  me,  why  is  it  you  wish  to  die?  

@nemophiIias        ،̲،̲               “you’re right.   it was rude of me to even say such things.”      amaya replies,   a hand goes to lightly cover her mouth.   a look of familiar guilt resting on foreign features,   but that usual pout forms on her lips as eyes cast themselves to the floor.   the dirt was more interesting to look at,   at least in these circumstances.
            
            the rather mundane noble woman would merely stare,  bright eyes shift to looking up at the one who stood before her.   revelling in that beauty that amaya,   no.   mitsue,   had missed.   the look crossing kasen’s features would only wedge the knife further into the gut that wasn’t even her own now.
            
            “my name is amaya,   great deity.   (..)      i’m pleased to be able to encounter someone as great as you.” 

@nemophiIias      /   YESSIR