Devils in Details

[Scene]

He giggled.

"Now those are the questions you should be asking."

He shrugged.

"You are going to keep me around. Tell the others that you found me among the people, and that I wanted to serve the leaders more directly. Even though I'm not a Dragon, I want to be your bodyguard, or Davids, or Ariannas. And if you do-"

He snapped, and in a whisp of smoke, she was standing again in the alley by the marketplace.

"-it all becomes a future that could have been. And hell...I'll even answer your questions."

Her abilities would be back and she could no communicate with the ship.

[Kyrie Blaze]

"And why do I trust you in this?" Kyrie blinked as they poofed back to the ship. She took a look around before focusing back on him again. Suspicious, still.

"I would be curious as to what type of futures come from that...and what, apparently, I owe you for it."

What if - say in the crazy chance it came to pass - it was supposed to wind up that way? And with Scene's mention of Paris. She could have sworn a shiver slid over her skin.

[Scene]

Scene smirked.

"I have never lied to you Kiyr. The day I do is the day you can question my honor."

He closed his eyes and folded his arms, leaning against the wall.

"I can tell you this. You can refuse, right now, and I will walk away no questions asked. But this is the focal point- if I leave, the future I showed you comes true. No doubt about it. If I stay....the future is cloudy. I don't care either way. I just know I have to offer you the choice."

He would give a small smile.

"And you owe me whatever I wish. But I won't call on it now. No...I'll call on it when I wish. Again...I'm not forcing you. That future...is not a bad one."

He cocked an eyebrow under the mask, waiting.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Anger was a rare thing for her. But it had been building - then cooled, but only slightly - since he showed up. It was an ugly thing. She prided herself on her control.

But he would take anything he wished. It set her teeth on edge and hit just as hard as the other.

She regarded him for but a moment, then managed a brusque question: "Do I have to decide right this minute?"

[Scene]

He blinked.

"I don't really know. We can try and give you time but I don't know where that path leads."

He brought his eyebrows down.

"It wasn't....all bad, was it? Despite your misgivings, I have never been cruel or abusive. So why the anger?"

He was keeping his madness in check...something unusual for him.

[Kyrie Blaze]

"Try waking up from dreams you are not even certain really happened and letting them fade to not recall details, then have the same person you encountered show up seemingly out of thin air and lay all this out, Scene. A chance to change the future? To good or ill, nobody knows, or even if a future you say is bound to come to pass if I do not...all for the price of anything you wish."

She stared, but clearly wasn't done.

"You may not have been unkind from what I recall, but you could ask for what you did or anything more or even worse than that. Or you could ask for the pebble that may be lodged in my shoe."

It was the unknown factor about the outcome and what he wanted that was part of what set her off. The rest was more complicated, at least to her.

"Why did you have to offer, and why now? I only saw a piece of that 'future' you just showed me...how do I know if everyone is not dead, as well? How do I know if any survivors live and thrive?"

That future...might not be so bad after all, no.

[Scene]

Scene gave her a knowing look.

"You don't. Choose as you will. But whatever I decide to take from you is what you give me. Meaning this- I wouldn't be here if I didn't want a new future. And to be honest- nobody should have to work for free. Protecting this ship, and you? That's a lot of work. And I am not a part of this future. I will live despite your choice. You suggest I offer help from the good of my heart? That's not how the world works. But I will try my best to humor you. What, exactly, would you think fair in return for my life?"

He wondered if she would latch onto that...but would wait and see.

[Kyrie Blaze]

The blonde's teeth worked back and forth. She drew in a breath, battling back the anger and frustration and for the first time, perhaps, she understood how her brother, Armand, constantly struggled for that control he had. She wasn't nearly so hot-headed as he could be, but now she understood better.

He said he wasn't part of the future he was offering to help shape, cloudy as it was. She had to think and focus.

"You say you would not be here if you did not want a new future, yet this cloudy future you will give your life for, so you demand something in turn." Her gaze flickered and searched as she struggled with the emotion and the urge to verbally smack his offer to the ground. "There has to be some life after my end if everyone wound up inside their own coffin. So why do you want a new future?"

She watched him, deliberately ignoring the question he gave her. She could come back to that once she understood everything else a little better. And she was still vexed, thus in no great mood to answer him. It was an unbecoming sort of anger, and it didn't fit her well...

But the blonde was human at her core, and she couldn't be perfect all the time.

[Scene]

Scene stayed silent a long while after she spoke. Then, he spoke much more softly than he had previously done. Unlike her, he remembered the dreams vividly, and worried that telling her this piece would cause her to force another issue. But it appeared he had no choice.

"This way, I have a small chance of meeting Mitsuki Park. The odd are around 1 percent it will happen. But it's better than zero. That is why I require something in return- so if we don't meet, I will have something for my effort."

She wanted something from him...so he would give it in order to push her toward what he wanted. He hadn't had to tell her everything, but still, he had to tell her more than he had wanted. He would see where this would lead from here.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Mitsuki? Mitsuki Park. A mouse. A talking mouse. A name. His name. Another name. By the look in her eyes...she remembered--if not all the details from that particular dream, she remembered enough. Kyrie knew.

But she didn't speak either name. Not just yet.

She also gleaned the meaning behind his words.

"...you ask me what would be fair for it, but I can honestly say I do not know. You...both wish to see her?"

Her anger abated. Hopefully it wouldn't flare again. She...understood. And she empathized. A dangerous combination.

[Scene]

Scene stared, searching her eyes and letting the smirk re-crease his face.

"He's more in control than me, now. I am kept on a fairly tight leash but...yes. Both of us. More him than me. But I digress."

He folded his arms behind his head.

"So whats it gonna be? And don't fret too much about how they might see me, with the mask. I'll take it off when dealing with them."

He watched her, waiting.

[Kyrie Blaze]

With his response, everything came down to what she was taught and what she believed in. And if it was her in his shoes...what would she hope for? Wouldn't she want it from someone else.

She had something of a failsafe if things got out of hand.

"...I am less worried on how they perceive you and more concerned that I am apparently gambling with countless lives if I agree. Would you truly just walk away, Scene? You cannot tell me you would be fine with it, and leave it at that. That you would walk away without trying to change things anyway."

She would wait for him to answer, even knowing her mind was already made up.

[Scene]

He shrugged.

"Who knows. Feel free to test the theory. But before you do, ask if you are willing to bet the future on it."

He would watch her, curious about what was going on inside that head.

[Kyrie Blaze]

The slight press of her lips was all the momentary indication aside from a slow blink that that...wasn't what she had been seeking.

"I have, Scene, which is why I asked." She pivoted and began to walk back towards the main halls, mind turning over just how cautious she would need to be. Kyrie didn't look back, but her voice would be easy to hear all the same. "Come along, then."

[Scene]

Scene giggled, following after her with his mask on- at least for now. He assumed she would be taking him to his room or to hers. He spoke lightly, waking sure only she could hear him.

"I assume I'll be staying with you."