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"Because you only ever point out all the negative things you notice, insinuating I can't take care of myself, for example, or calling what I do me being like a magpie." As if this was just a stupid game to him too. He needn't question his profession, or interests, but Ros always found a way to try and change Nathan into a copy of himself. If it wasn't interesting to Ros, how could it possibly be interesting to anyone else? "If they were capable of creating an artifact like that, surely they woul…

"Having to point out how sad and useless I am every other minute is pretty sad too...", Nathan replied without much energy behind his words. Nathan was a loner and usually he was fine with that, but whenever Ros was close to him, he made him question his decisions and his life. He was happy how he lived, he didn't need anyone else, but Ros kept questioning him and planted doubt in Nathans mind. He felt less and less bad for leaving like he did. Ros would have probably just talked him out of it, …

Was Nathan overreacting now? No! Ros always did that. He said something and when Nathan retorted he was told that it hadn't been meant that way. Of course it was. Nathan grit his teeth, annoyed by the fact that Ros already made him doubt himself and pulled on the hood a little. "Nothing.", Nathan mumbled. He was glad Ros wasn't able to read minds. "I'm fine, you're acting like you are my parent. Who's saying I can't take care of myself?" There was nothing wrong with him, besides the fact that he…

"Yeah? If they get stolen here, they get stolen anywhere else too. Can you stop acting like I am just shit at my job? I am telling you, I am not and this break-in is something I have never seen before. Someone had to know where to look - and I am very discrete about my artefacts - someone had to get up here, find the right invocation to find the door, the right one to open it and then he had to break through all my seals, reassembling them just like they were. If you think I am just bad at what …

"I'm not hoarding it, I am keeping these things save. What do you think would have happened if someone else had held it the past forty odd years?" He had more to say but he bit his tongue. Ros would never stop patronizing him and making him feel ridiculous and worthless. With all the non acceptance Nathan received one would think at least his lover would be on his side, but no, he hadn't been then and he wasn't now. Maybe he felt better about himself if he could call someone else odd or a freak.…

It took Ros a while to come back and when he did he looked like he was about to go to a dance or something. He changed, but somewhow for the worse. He always valued what he wore but this? This seemed to be compensation for something he was lacking, but Ros would never admit that to himself. While they both never fit in, Nathan was happy to learn how to be content with who he was while Ros still seemed to get his validation from other people, strangers no less. Nathan got up saying nothing, simpl…

Ros seemed happy for just a moment but it was soon gone anyway. It seemed like Nathan didn't say what he wanted to hear, whatever that was, but in the end he was just honest about the reasons he came to him and no one else. Wasn't the truth enough? Sure, Nathan didn't tell him everything yet, but he also just wanted to make sure Ros hadn't changed too much and would be on his side. If he layed open absolutely everything, what stopped him from cutting Nathan out of this investigation? No, he had …

Right, saying Hello was courtesy and Nathan always made an entry as if it was not. He didn't try to be rude, he just didn't think of it, if anything he didn't understand the need of such norms, it was frankly a waste of time, but he also didn't mean to make this point today. "Hello.", he answered therefor in his somewhat monotone voice that often times sounded like he was annoyed even though he was not. 110 years and still he didn't quite understand society. He never fit in, even stranger that R…

Ros didn't look happy at all, well did he ever? Either way, Nathan wasn't here to fight or to argue, not at all actually. Besides, he was the one vanishing without a trace as if he'd been a dream. He wasn't even sure what Ros thought happened, if he thought Nathan died on one of his expeditions. No letter, no call, nothing. He didn't seem surprised Nathan was still alive and well though, so maybe he kept tabs on him as well. "My earning are rather fluctuating especially at this moment... but er.…

This morning the rumblings of his own shop woke Nathan up instantly. He felt something was wrong, majorly wrong. He got up quickly, still in his pyjamas, his living quarters but a room above his shop. Barefoot he hurried down the wooden stairs only to find part of the shop collapsed, or rather merged. It being in two places at once had never been an issue, but today the part of the shop that only expanded in the magical world was somehow crushed by the human worlds building next door. Not badly,…

Name: Nathan Yearwood Age: 110 Abilities: Nathan is a magician who specializes in ban magic. To evoke powerful seals it is best to dabble in multiple forms of magic and weave the fabric strongly together, this is why Nathan learned to cast all kinds of magic. As a jack of all trades so to speak he cannot cast powerful offensive spells, grand illusions, or anything of that sorts, but his magic seals are powerful, maybe the most powerful out there according to him. Aside from that he can do some m…

"We will find out in due time. If you want I can get a lay of the land before the coronation. Adressing the lords worries and fears during your coronation speech might already be enough to sway those who are undecided.", Lucien suggested. He would call it 'asking around', but Olette had an extensive network of spies all over Adrestia. Surely Myriad had too, but he doubted Dayan knew anything about those affairs and Lucien wasn't willing to pry just yet. "Turn off your thoughts, huh?", Lucien chu…

"I... That's fine, I'm sorry. I... hate people vanishing...", Lucy answered. Everyone just vanished, he didn't want to lose anyone else. The idea that Josiah could leave her as well was scary enough, no matter if it was all a lie. She fought back some tears, there was no time for this now, not so close before the show started and Josiah... "Are you performing tonight?", she asked him. The schedule has not been decided as it seemed because as much as Josiah had vanished for the day, so did Louis.…

Louis woke up, maybe more tired than before. He didn't plan to fall asleep, but alas it happened anyway and it seemed Josiah stayed with him. He felt bad for hiding away in his trailer and not help out where he could like he usually did. Was the show even going to happen? Did everybody do their part? There was still time, probably, but still. Having a show be a failure would only cause more trouble. Louis sat up, wiping his face a bit to get rid of the dried tears and to wake himself up. "Yeah..…

Louis felt lost and exhausted. Knowing that he truly couldn't leave this place was a terrible feeling, even though he'd always suspected it and it came with the fear of the ringmaster knowing and wanting to teach Louis another lesson. What if admitting his continued closeness to Josiah would put him into harms way even more? Then again, he wasn't even sure if Leila was targetted specifically, or if she was just at the wrong place during the wrong time, just like Josiah had been. Hell he didn't e…

"I know...", Louis mumbled and usually he did. He was barely hungry even at the best of times, but he ate, because he knew he had to, but Leilas death made everything so much worse. Still, not now, later was still time, he wouldn't die if he waited to eat for a bit longer. Right now he didn't want to go anywhere or be alone. "There is no point...", Louis mumbled. He didn't want to go out, he didn't want to leave his trailer, but as soon as the first guest arrived, he'd have changed and would be …

He only got out of his boots, he didn't even put on much of a coat when he suddenly left with Josiah, but he didn't have the strength to change his clothes either. He fell into bed before Josiah could even think of getting him spare clothes. He felt weak and he was still hurting, but not as bad as before. He could breath fairly normal again as well, but he was just incredibly tired. No talking today anymore, no fighting either, Louis closed his eyes for a moment, then looked at Josiah again who …

Louis had nothing to say anymore and he was still catching his breath. Maybe they didn't go far enough to make him fully recover, but he needed this break at the moment, not only because of the happenings just before, but because he was tired over all and he hadn't eaten in a while. Not that he was hungry now either. None of this was Josiahs fault, but Louis didn't have the strength to argue right now, he didn't even have the strength to speak. Instead he weakly nodded. To the trailer sounded fi…

Louis felt Josiahs grip and held on to him as best he could. His body felt heavy and he struggled to even stay awake with barely any air left. He let Josiah drag him back, feeling the pain subside bit by bit. He could breath better again too and yet he was too exhausted of it all. He forced himself to do a few steps himself, but eventually just couldn't anymore. He couldn't expect Josiah who was still hurt himself to carry him back, this far was fine or now. He was still breathing heavy and clut…

"If you can't trust me... what do you think I am asking these things of you for?" Did he thin Louis was jealous and wanted to get rid of him, so he'd be the shining star or something? Fair, Louis betrayed Josiah, but he already told him all those things before that and he didn't trust him then either. Louis just couldn't fight anymore. He was stuck in this prison and Josiah would never listen to him, no matter what he did. He just wanted to give up and accept his fate. "You don't understand...",…