paradisa | When the Madness Stops, the Clarity Sets In [ Dictated + Action ]

To all who cared for him, after much searching, I think I can safely say that Thorin Oakenshield has been sent home. Perhaps, in remembrance, you might drink a beat of dwarfish mead in his stead. Hopefully one day we get to see him again - or is that cruel wishing someone back here? I can never quite figure it out.

[ But there, the announcement was made. Someone had to make it. Maybe someone already had, but he had not been paying attention lately. He was becoming a recluse, he thought, but if so, so be it. Maybe after this many years here he deserved to be a recluse, the lonely king inside the false suite he'd made for himself.

But after the spirals, being so frightened of them, and now finding someone he had found great comfort in gone... it was to much. He left his suite, wandering the halls, still so new and shiny after their transformation, bare feet padding on stone and sometimes carpet. He wasn't sure where he was heading, just following the path his feet took in a weary way, like someone to far from home and tired of the journey. Wandering. Thinking. Thinking to much inside his head.

Eventually, though, he found himself before a door he knew well, but that he rarely approached. He reached up, knocking on the door, hoping the red headed mage was in. ]

[ ooc: Feel free to stop Ashura as he wanders or respond to his initial announcement! ]

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[They may have only spoken once, but Thorin had seen him, and that made him a believer. And now he's gone.

Pitch is annoyed.]

Just like that?

Friend of yours, then, I take it.

Yes, just like that. The Castle's whim is fickle and unpredictable, after all.

Yes. A very good friend. It has been... A time since someone so close has been sent away. The sensation is less pleasant than I remember.

Hm.

Was he a friend of yours too?

No.

We met once, a month or so ago.

Ah.

_{[ Well then. Not much to say to that. ]}

Is this your first time hearing of someone being sent home then?

I'm aware that it happens, if that's what you mean. And I know that it's likely the castle itself that does it.

Who else would it be? It brings us here, it sends us back, sometimes it drags us back again.

Often without memories

Hmmm, just when you think you're immune to it, huh?

Well, if you want to get blotto, you know where to find me.

Blotto? Oh, yes, drunk.

And where should I come and find you then, Crowley? Things have changed a bit, remember.

_{[ Being drunk... maybe. He didn't necessarily like the sensation, but
company might be nice. Being by himself wasn't a good way for him to handle
these things, he thought. ]}

Well, I can meet you in either of the castle's bars, if you like.

Hmm, pick one and I shall join you. I am not very picky, really, but I think I would like to avoid the town.

[Felix of course doesn't see the announcement because he had sequestered himself in his room following the mania of the week prior, most of the day spent scrubbing the troublesome spirals off of his skin after he'd drawn them all over his body. Thankfully, he had not not been quite insane enough to tattoo them there. But that didn't mean he was quite ready to face the rest of the castle after parading his naked body through the halls.

Bleeding saints...

He's brooding on just this subject, curled on his bed in a bathrobe, when the knocks comes. Felix answers in a terse tone...]

Who is it?

Let's go for the Lux, then. And yes, the town isn't exactly the best place to drink any more.

_{[ For a minute he wondered if he should leave. This was a bad idea. A
bad one. He should stay away from Felix, seek his comfort elsewhere, but...
Felix would understand. He would.}

The tone made him waver again, for a moment, but then he shook his head and rested his hand on the door. ]

It's me, Felix. It's Ashura. May I come in?

_{[ Please went unsaid, worked between the lines, in his tone. ]}

The Lux is nice, I could take a drink or two there. You shall meet me there then, get us a quiet corner?

Sometimes yes, sometimes no. But more often than not without. No one has ever quite figured out the why of that.

And the castle isn't giving any answers.

[Siiiiigh.]

[ She also has bare feet, and for once, she's out of armor. On the other hand, she wears even less now, being only wearing a pair of thin, supershort shorts, and a shirt that was more or less a piece (barely) covering her chest hanging loosely on her small, scarred body. Simply cut white fabric basically.

She spotted him by some door (because she can't read, so she wouldn't know who lived in there, would she now) and thought he smelled a bit distressed. ]

Hey. You alright, mister?

The day it does is the day I think we should all truly begin to worry.

_{[ He blinked, looking away from the door and down at the girl. He was
not perturbed by her clothing. He himself wore nearly as little on
occasion. His war garb was not nearly so fantastic as his current robes of
green and silver. ]}

Oh... yes, I am, I am just... sad. A friend of mine has left.

.....

[He considered ignoring the voice or telling Ashura to go away. It would probably be safer for them both, but he heard that particular tone in his former lover's voice and let out a heavy sigh instead. He pushed himself up to sit on the edge of a the bed.]

It's locked. Wait a moment, I'll let you in...

[Felix padded to the door and mumbled a few words to lift the locking spell he'd placed there before opening the door.]

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