One more time with feeling

[fistfullofmagic]

[Dhaos isn't quite sure what had happened; one moment he was bleeding out from a fatal wound, alone but for his murderers and worlds away from home. ...And then he blinked.

He's not sure where he is now. Not the afterlife certainly; he can still acutely feel the pain from the gaping hole in his abdomen and his vision is going. That blur on the edge of his vision looks a rather lot like it might be a gurney though. ...Is this a medical facility?

The thought prompts Dhaos to begin gathering up the last bits of spare magic from his reserves to cast a healing spell. If he can keep himself alive long enough for someone to notice him, perhaps there's a chance he can recover enough to complete his mission...]


((ooc: Dhaos has returned, and this time the castle had the courtesy to drop him in the Clinic instead of in the front hall. Feel free to bother him~))

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[fistfullofmagic]

[And indeed they had learned nothing. The people of Aselia continued to discriminate against those neither human nor elf, and overused Magitech. And as much as it pains him to admit, his own people were not much better. They had destroyed their own World Tree because of a Mana Cannon and necessitated his journey in the first place after all.

He answers her question truthfully.]

...Because they believed me to be a demon.

[It doesn't even cross Dhaos' mind that he might not be taken literally.]

[ninjainviolet]

[They wouldn't need to write their own history books. Just borrow the ones from Sheena's world and put their name on it--since it's so similar.

Her eyes widen and the corner of her mouth quirks a little.]

A demon? Funny, but you don't look like one.

[She fought against a few while traveling, and he looks nothing like them.]

[fistfullofmagic]

[Considering the entire population of Derris-Kharlan is descended from people from Aselia, it's where their habit of repeating history comes from.]

Indeed I don't. It has puzzled me for years how he concluded that as no demon I have met looks human enough to pass as one.

[And he's met quite a lot of demons in his time living amongst them.]

[ninjainviolet]

[That's not really a good thing...]

No, they don't. But if it helps, I don't think you look like one.

[At least not the ones she's seen.]

[fistfullofmagic]

[He smiles a little.]

I should hope not. They're a decent people for the most part, but I'm hardly one of them.

[No matter that he's their king, no matter that they had mostly been civil to him, Dhaos will always put his beloved Derris-Kharlan and her people first.]

[ninjainviolet]

[She tilts her head.]

Why do I have the feeling we're talking about two types of demons now?

[Sounds like her and Mizuho. Yes, she's their chief, but she's sworn to protect everyone on the planet.]

[fistfullofmagic]

[He tilts his head back at her as best he can from his reclined position.]

Perhaps. Four thousand years is a long time after all.

[ninjainviolet]

A very long time.

So, what are the demons like in your time?

[fistfullofmagic]

They're about as fond of humans as humans are of them. They're not terribly pleased about having been trapped in Daemonium for as long as they were. I... cannot say I blame them.

[He suppresses a shudder as a memory from his own imprisonment rises to the surface of his mind.]

[ninjainviolet]

[Any further questions she has about the demons are halted by his words and reaction. Is he in pain?]

Dhaos? Are you all right?

[fistfullofmagic]

...It's nothing.

[He doesn't quite meet her eyes as he says this.]

[ninjainviolet]

[Oh yeah, like that'll dissuade her.]

Dhaos, what is it?

[fistfullofmagic]

......

[He'd really rather not answer.]

[ninjainviolet]

Okay. You don't want to say anything, but if you do, I'll be willing to listen.

[fistfullofmagic]

[He returns his gaze to her.]

Perhaps one day. I just... I do not have the energy to speak of it today.

[ninjainviolet]

All right. I won't push you.

[Although he's been physically injured, she has a feeling what's bothering him is more emotional in nature.]

[fistfullofmagic]

[He smiles a little at that.]

...Thank you.

[ninjainviolet]

[She tilts her head as she observes him for a moment.]

Is there anything you need? Anything I can get you?

[To Sheena, "need" and "want" can be two different things.]