cancry | Training Log 3: Revelations

As we have more newcomers again, I will be holding another training session. It will be the same place as before- the part in Limbo. There will be refreshments as well, so even if you do not wish to spar please feel free to come and observe!

[It's that time again! Lion has his little (now a bit beat up since he keeps using the same space) claimed track of land in Limbo set up- wide spaces for people to pair off, a fold-out table with snacks and chairs for sitting and chatting. And of course himself off to the side with his lance in hand- willing to take all challengers and give tips and advice to anyone that comes to him!

He does though, go seeking someone specific out during all this: Chiron]

My friend, may I speak with you in private for a moment?

[There is no feeling of dread here that's just your imagination!]

((ooc: As usual this is a mixer post, so feel free to toss up starters as desired! I will have one for Lion as well if anyone wants to poke him in specific- but use this as a chance to show off- I mean try out new powers you've gained since last time!))

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Too good for me, I'm afraid. Though at least he is willing to try. He could stand to listen to others when they express concern and realize they aren't belittling him, but--

[Chiron shakes his head, inhale, exhale.]

I will do my best to be who I...would like to be, but if I become more, ah, myself...who could blame me? And I hardly have the whole story. I barely have any at all.

[He nods]

We can only do the best we can with what we know.

... perhaps it would be kinder, for some of us, to reach the Cogs before we become someone we won't recognize. Before we kill the men we are now.

Perhaps. Perhaps some of us deserve our histories, our previous selves, to be erased. [But he hisses lowly at the idea.] And yet it seems wrong, does it not? We may not be the same as we were, but who we were did exist. We all did whatever we did for whatever reasons we each thought were right. Just because the things I did strike me as blatantly evil now--I must have had reason to do so, and clearly I must have thought myself in the right.

I...I simply do not know. We will all go, in the end, inevitably.

[he thinks over his words, processing them with the weight they deserve]

Perhaps you are right. It may just be cowardliness that makes me hesitate to learn more.

...In any event, I have not spoken to Ruin since. I doubt he would want to, and if he did, he would react with careless flippancy.

It is how he hides his thoughts and feelings. If you would like I can bring him a message? It may ease things a bit?

I imagine the two of you are spending quite a bit of time together these days.

[He blushes]

Ah... is it obvious?

[He just. Raises his eyebrows. Was that rhetorical?]

[He just kinda blinks owlishly. Have pity Chiron, he's dense]

Yes, the flirting and care are obvious, Lion.

[Even pinker now]

W-well... I suppose it's not something I'm hiding in any way.

Forgive me, as I am not trying to make fun of you, but you don't strike me as someone with much capability in hiding...anything at all.

[He huffs a bit, but doesn't look mad]

I... am not amazing at lying, I suppose.

It's not the worst quality one could have, certainly, thought it makes how you feel plain. Not everyone cares to show their hand like that. But it's cute.

Cute!?

[He turns read]

You can not think of a more... respectable word for it?

Hmmm...charming. Darling. Precious. Adorable.

[His so pink it's overwelming]

Chiron, please-! Knowing it's so clear is already embarrassing enough.

[He sighs]

Though as I said, it's not something we are hiding. So it was a matter of time I suppose.

It's interesting, really. [He's still smiling, though he looks away.] The idea of finding...companionship in the afterlife. Given that it's fated to end once one goes through the gears.

Is that not also the case for the living?

[ he smiles almost coyly]

...Ha. I suppose you've got me there.

Though I do wonder. What might happen if we run into those we knew in life, but are not Executors.

Not Executors...

[They had already spoken of the fellow Exectors that they knew before, but...]

I've thought about it before. I can't say if I would rush to them or run away, honestly.

If I find her down here-

[Even if others forget your name...]

If I find here down here, and she does not know me...

[I will always remember.]

If she has forgotten, I-I do not know what would become of me. [It feels very important, alarmingly so, the idea of being remembered. But something larger looming over him than just the words. It's a feeling of near panic sweeping over him, and battling it, something bitter and cold.

He shakes his head, pressing a hand to it as though to push the troubling thoughts back.]

Forgive me...that was maudlin of me

[He's surprised by the show of vulnerability, but his face shows no judgment]

Even if she did... those memories would still lay within her- like they do with us. Sleeping, but still there, and real.

How real would that really be?

[He takes a breath, holds it, lets it go. Relaxes only marginally, but relaxes nonetheless.]

It happened, it was real, and that should be enough. [Even if it doesn't feel like it.] I...apologize. This past memory really has gotten me out of sorts.

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