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[Lucciola's Heart]

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[ Oh...

... nope. ]

[he's trying hard to regain his composure, after a few moments, he seems to be getting on his feet, swaying slightly.

the tiny Castling pulls a little at your sleeve again, urgent urgent we should leave this pls don't look]

Lord Dio...?

[ No he's not going to look anymore.

Because he's going to try and

go inside.

Also to get a better look at the Lucciola in there, and how old he looks in this room specifically. ]

Edited 2014-06-15 12:56 (UTC)

Lord Dio...!

[the door isn't locked or anything, and you should be able to access how to open it]

[ Good cause he's DOING IT. DOING THE THING.

But he felt that tugging, so he manages to at least give the tiny another comforting headpat, as if saying it'll be okay. THIS IS PAINFUL but he'll deal. He'll ... especially deal, since from the looks of things from the outside alone...

IN HE GOES. ]

[oh no I can't stop you ;; this was not meant for you to see or know about sob sob

the Castling inside the room is clearly the grown up version and he starts to turn around upon hearing the noise of the door opening, but as he's doing so, he collapses forward a bit]

Lucciola--!

[ That ... simply prompts him to rush over to his side, and he quickly drops to his kneed to try and catch him and keep him up. ]

Edited 2014-06-15 13:25 (UTC)

[he lets out breath at being caught, but also starts at the name despite himself, blinking up in a bewildered daze. no. no you shouldn't be here!]

L... Lord Dio...?!

Edited 2014-06-15 13:31 (UTC)

[ He keeps him steady with those hands, careful as he fights every urge to pull him into a hug because he knows doing that would probably hurt.

He ... doesn't smile, though he twists his mouth into something that might be the saddest attempt to not look like he wants to crack ever. ]

H ... hey.

[it's clear he's fighting hard not to hitch on his words when speaking, and at first he attempts to pull away, but he simply has no strength for it at the moment]

Wh... [pause, breathing, setting his mouth in a semi!thin line] What are you... doing here?

[ Noticing that, so brings one hand up to his face to stroke it softly before he answers that: ] ... if it hurts, you don't have to hide it.

But ... we're here to help you.

[just shakes his head, pulling a shuddering breath]

They will find you. You know you cannot—

In here ... it's not the same. I won't let anything happen-- to me or to you.

[as you say that, the doors open to reveal a few other guild servants, probably there to pick him up to transport him back to his room or somesuch. they go wide-eyed at your presence, though. the tiny Castling grips the side of your upper sleeve]

[ He's ... going to stare at them for a fraction of a moment, if only to get an idea of how they plan to act before he either speaks or moves. He's rigid, like an animal ready to either flee or fight depending on that moment, because if they move in any way that threatens any of them, he's gonna react in a snap. ]

[the adult Castling attempts to disentangle himself from your hold, weakly trying to get to his feet again.

the other guild servants seem unsure what to do, but they keep their eyes on you. you know where this the real guild, your sister would hear about this in a matter of moments]

Lord Dio? Is there something we can do for you...?

[ But what if he crazyfaces at them, shifting while he lightly grazes one finger over the ore of his keychain, out of their eyesight. Just ... in case. ]

You can leave. Right now, and act like you never came in here.

[...your crazyfaces are so similar to your sister's so yeah they're actually sort of scary. still, your sister's orders are always above you sorry2say]

He is required to return to his quarters, Lord Dio.

[ If only I had fake tits and my sister's clothes. Only not really. ]

And he'll get there. Or do you think he's so weak that he requires help for something that simple? I said leave.

[ There's something small, instinctive in the back of his mind that is almost scared, but this isn't real. It's Lucciola's heart. They're not going to run and tell your sister and nothing horrible is going to happen. And even if it does, it's not real so you can actually make a difference in here, because you have to help him. ]

[well, they'll still notify ...whatever is your sister in here. what will come out of, we'll see. they hesitate for only a second though before they bow at you slightly. WILL WE GET IN TROUBLE FOR THIS, who knows]

... As you wish, Lord Dio.

[and then they leave. all the while this conversation has been going on, Lucciola's been trying to gather himself enough to not lean on you. not show any weakness in front of them or in front of you while they see]

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[ Who cares, you're shitty NPC servants. :l Once they respond to him, he just ... ignores them completely, bye assholes. ]

Tch.

[ Lets himself defuse before turning his attention back to Lucciola, expression going soft and concerned again. ]

Hey, hey-- what did I just say?

[ Reaching back out to try and support him again. ]

[...he opens his mouth to say something, but then he gives up and leans, but just slightly, into that supporting touch]

Why do you—? You are not required to do this, Lord Dio. It is below your dignity. I should get back...

[ Good, he leans back a bit extra to give him more support either way. ]

Nothing about you is below my dignity. I'm doing this because I want to, because I care about you, and because I don't want you to feel like you can't lean on anybody for things like ... like this.

[ His voice cracks a little at the end there, as he motions to Lucciola's person. ]

[looks to the side, feeling a bit self-conscious about it]

I will be fine.

[ Cranes his head along with that movement, trying to keep his gaze locked. ]

If that were true, this sort of place wouldn't be so full of terror and hesitance to let anybody in.

I know you're not weak, Lucciola, but I know that you try to act too strong sometimes, too. And ... I know that you always had to, that you had no other choice. But ... in here ... if it hurts, don't just keep it locked away. That's not really being 'fine'. And even if people are fine later ... that doesn't mean they don't need or deserve support getting there.

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