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This was no calm before the storm, no moment of respite before the next wave hit, no appetizer for a feast much grander than anything their feeble minds could comprehend. Ros was well aware that they were already surging toward the eye of the storm, slowly reaching for it and as they reached it, the carnage around them couldn’t reach them, not yet, not like this, but it would turn on them, change direction, ensnare them and trap them in its bowels. What a tepid, unexciting answer for their predi…

"You almost wound me.", he responded in turn. Surely, someone like him - a glutton that didn't need to necessarily care for a diet at any point - could eat ten werewolves if someone would let him. Even now, despite theoretically eating his fill, his stomach felt like an endless pit that wasn't satisfied by frozen blocks of half-thawed, greying flesh. Ros wasn't the easiest person to get along with, that much they had established long ago, but Nate - for better or worse - had a privilege that few…

Grace was something people had to bargain for and the likes of a man as faul as himself bore none of it, not when he didn't want to. Whether it was because he feared someone was clammoring at him with all their might, trying their earnest to make him come out of that mold he'd carefully forced his body to conform to, or simply to make wrongs right, it mattered little. Right now, Ros was as dumbfounded as Nate often times looked to him, all the while the cretin yapped like a miserable whelp, spew…

What mattered to him? More importantly, why did Richard matter this much? Yujin wondered time and time again if it was worth the trouble he put himself through at times, if he was being too soft on the single man in his life that didn't pick some higher calling, be it their fathers, their lovers, their adversaries, over him, only to be reminded that Richard, too, was someone that let the desire for revenge cloud his judgement, his very being, once upon a time. Those times were long since over, h…

“As your doctor, or something close to that, I’m convinced you won’t have any lasting issues.”, Yujin more than approximated, trying to lighten both the mood between them and take a load of grief and worry off of Richards shoulders. That frown of his, the disappointment, it had never suited him, much like Yujins own clothes wouldn’t fit him now - they were vestments of a man embittered, shunned and hated for no reason at all, when he should be were venerated, beloved and exalted among his peers …

“They should. Your fall already was bad enough, but I don’t think you’ll have any lasting issues from it.” Or at least Yujin hoped Richard wouldn’t. While anything was possible, there was no need for him to play coy, no need for him to hide the truth, either - but it seemed like they were well along the road of recovery, even if it was a long one that Richard was so very used to, braving it one step at a time. Wasn’t it getting annoying? Always stuck on the same road, always walking down the ver…

"No, it's okay. Sorry, I dragged you out here and didn't think about if you wanted to be here or if I had anything for you to do when I'm busy in the first place." Or if he even could. Yujin couldn't muster a smile this time, he sounded apologetic and like he realized something after all - he was still the same old idiot, his head stuck in the clouds and all he did was behave like a selfish brat. "I can try and build something or ... we can try and build something, actually? And yes, toys would …

“I can’t blame you. I could bring you some books from the library, or show you how to sew?”, he suggested with a sheepish smile, not to get Richard off his back but to help him be useful out here, even when he was bedbound for the time being. Yujin was glad it wasn’t him who was the one stuck in bed instead, yet, if this were the old Richard - whom he didn’t miss terribly, yet longed for every once in a while - he’d likely not have minded being the one in bed at all. Would he still have acted li…

There were books he brought, mostly for himself, but he could share the ones he didn't need for himself with Richard - there was food to be made, corners to be dusted, snow to be cleared at least in front of their entryway and there still was some sort of epiphany stuck in his head: Where on earth would he put his stuff? There was nowhere for him to go, there was an unused room that he didn't want to claim, out of both respect and other reasons, but that only left Richards room, which once more …

"If you need anything, and I mean anything at all, just call for me, okay? I'll check in on you, but I don't want to invade your personal space." The hut wasn't that large and if Yujin honored all that had transpired here before, it was clear it held little space for him if he didn't spend time by Richards side - he didn't want to jeopardize his fathers room with his own ideas, something he noticed only when sticking his head in through the door that this room wasn't anywhere he wanted to be, ei…

Was this a mistake? It didn't seem like it could be - there was nothing he could do, not for either of them, outside of moving them from one place to the next. There was nothing to be gained from worrying about the obvious, much less was there anything to be gained from staying where they simply wouldn't be welcome. Yujin hadn't stopped to ask anyone for permission, he had just went and if somebody had anything against that, they could as well bring it up to that face of his that bore a souring …

Yujin sighed at the display before him, knowing he had little choice. Nothing he was doing would be working out, nothing he needed to be doing right now anyhow. Comforting Richard and keeping him save was one of his tasks, yes, but it wasn't like that was so very impossible to do. "That's why I asked.", he told Richard, letting his shoulders slump a little bit. Today wasn't for him, it seemed like it had been for just about everyone else and nothing mattered beyond that Richard was feeling like …

While moving everything someplace else was easy, the last bit of baggage - Richard himself - seemed to be the most daunting task. With him being unable to both move anywhere and get around on his own, it was like lugging around a block of iron, more than a single sack of rice and getting him to the sled wasn't easy either. Yujin found that lifting Richard was easy, moving just likely hurt him, which wasn't optimal. In the end, though, they had settled for the hut and there was nothing they could…

"Which isn't a bad thing, no?", he asked Richard with utmost sincerity. Yujin knew that no matter what, Richard seemed to at least want to try and talk to his brother one more time, no matter the cost. Making that happen already sounded insane enough but worse, it was even odder that he couldn't pull any strings to make it happen. Was there really a need for Dayan's intervention? As much as Yujin wanted to leave, he wasn't sure he could trust a stranger that, by all accounts, was hardly much bet…

“If you want to see him nothing speaks against that. We can just invite him, how about it?” Richards brother was most definitely a busy man and likely not in the mood for something like this, Yujin was aware of most kings no nonsense attitude, but for his injured baby brother? Surely the mighty, benevolent King Dayan of Adrestia, or whatever that mans name and title was, found it within his grand heart to visit his baby brother. “You’re feeling bad for him?”, Yujin questioned, sounding astounded…

"That does sound weird, but I'm glad you are at the same time.", he confessed, having expected the worst. Richard wasn't someone that gave up easily and yet it seemed almost as if Xu would have been someone that could make him, that would push him far enough to actually try and give up again, lose the spark he had clung to the past few weeks. Yujin was glad it wasn't the case. "That is good." A nod followed, confirming the odd suspicion. Often times he couldn't read his father and this time it w…

"My dad always said I can't be doing that bad if I can still joke around.", he teased in return, knowing that they both had much more than they bargained for on their little plates. To put any blame on Richard would feel wrong, much like his father would argue that no matter what, if he stayed with this man he would incite something in this world that he didn't want. Yujin didn't care. "I'll come to bed in a bit, then." Nobody wanted Richard to freeze, even if Yujin was going to be a liability t…

A joke? Now? In this condition? His dad always said if he could make a joke or two, he couldn’t be feeling that bad but Yujin was quite aware Richard probably looked worse than he actually was off. “I had to hassle the servants, someone has to keep you warm with no fireplace or hearth in sight and I didn’t want to leave you out of sight. Besides, the kittens were a bit fussy about being here, too. Are you cold?”, he demanded to know right out of the gate - Yujin wanted to make sure his fiancé wa…

Taking care of Richard was easier said than done, especially when he slipped into a state of unconsciousness - Yujin almost panicked, before calming himself down and then bolting, not anywhere but right to where Shuren was, who looked at him with about as much contempt as one person could have for another. The fact he agreed to help Richard and didn't ask questions, not when he saw guards carrying in Xu, was proof enough that something was going on or, worse, his father was just good at hiding h…

Xu toppled over like the last vestige of life had left him but it was apparent that this was neither over nor done with. No. He'd likely only make up some weird story about how it all was Richards fault and the man that grabbed the wooden board behind him came just a second too late, now that Richard had defended himself. Yujin sighed, the tension leaving his body as he gave his brother a good kick, making sure he was entirely off of his lover first. However would he carry him back without makin…