How's your face? (Kiyr)

[Damien Blaze]

He refocused on her.

"They flew with Hyperion and me for a while. They were second grade, like Einrik, and not a real part of our group but...they were always weird. When I saw them back then, they wore very contemporary clothing...like they had just arrived from the twenty first century. But...we spoke on several occasions. Scene is selfish, egotistical, and has tendencies for psychosis. But he never does something for free, that I remember. And he always wants someone to toy with...especially a person that confuses him." 

He shrugged.

"Like Hyperions wife, for instance."

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kiyr blinked.

"Judging by what happened when you were pestering Themis...that can not have ended well for Scene."

She seemed amused, mostly...and somewhat curious, though she winced, slightly.

"How did Hyperion's wife confuse him..?"

[Damien Blaze]

He blinked, then started chuckling.

"Have you met Themis? I mean...she confuses me too. She used to play with Scene. Like, seriously toy with him. He never understood it, so made her do it more. She told him his future, that he would be a great hero or some shit and he freaked. It was crazy."

He chuckled more just thinking about it.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Imagining Scene freaking out made her chuckle, and hide it behind her fingers. She cleared her throat after.

"I had met Themis, actually... She wound up paying the price for leaving with Hyperion after he helped me, when Khaos snatched her soul..."

She frowned before rubbing her arm.

"I never did get a chance to help get her soul back, either."

[Damien Blaze]

Damiens mirth subsided quickly.

"What? Themis is....?"

He began to pale, and slowly sat.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie swallowed and eased herself down to sit as well.

"...yes. She told Hyperion to give me his Circle, so he did. And this..."

She extended her hand to show Damien Zeus' ring.

[Damien Blaze]

Damien looked down at the ring, his eyes bulging.

"Kiyr...I need you to give me that."

He was ghost white now.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kiyr looked between the ring and Damien.

"...okay..." She breathed in. "First, what do you intend to do with it?"

Part of it - at least - seemed painfully obvious.

[Damien Blaze]

He didn't move his gaze from hers now.

"It's mine. I gave it to Themis. Hyperion had no business giving it to you."

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie stared into his eyes, measuring.

"Then chances are likely they knew it would wind up coming back to you through me. I only met Hyperion after finding you in Mexico City by several months. You may say he had no business giving it to me, Damien, but he zipped off to try and get Themis back right after. I would wager on top of what I just said...he would not have wanted even the chance that Khaos could pick it up, or even especially Kronos."

She only blinked at the end. She had no idea it had belonged to Damien, but she wasn't about to have Damien say what he liked about it.

[Damien Blaze]

Damiens self was beginning to snake back inside, and he was growing cold again.

"Hyperion is a prick, with too much pride and not enough understanding. Just because you live forever, does not mean you get to glorify yourself over everyone else. Pretend you are better than them. When I gave that ring to Themis, I told her what it was, and she kissed me for it. I got angry, and told her that lives are not hers to play with. That I know she did not love me and that the kiss meant nothing. But it meant something to Hyperion."

He stood walking away from her just a little.

"Forget anything anyone tells you, Kiyr. You want to know the truth? I loved Hyperion like a brother. And Themis knew that. She was kind, and beautiful and loving. And Hyperion was a great warrior. But when you live forever, your soul grows thin, and sometimes you make mistakes. I'm the one who went to Hyperion and told him what Themis has done. I told him about the ring, the kiss, and what I said. And you know what? He fucking bloodied me for it and left me for dead. For a damn kiss."

He started back toward her.

"That ring was for Themis, because Themis was the only one whose heart was worthy of Wielding it. It has underlying values that nobody grasps. Wearing it, even having it, pulls on the darkness in your heart. Brings out envy, jealousy, lust and rashness. But if you have a kind heart...you feel nothing at all. So, I gave it to her, and it was for her alone. Please give it to me."

[Kyrie Blaze]

The little blonde didn't move as Damien's demeanor shifted and he abruptly stood. She collected herself to listen with a quiet breath and sat a little straighter, her hands folding over one another on her lap. The hand with the ring lay on top. She was not hiding it, nor attempting to keep it from him.

She was undoubtedly surprised at what he told her. This wasn't something she had known about, so it was difficult to process immediately. She knew Themis hardly at all: only her interaction and what Hyperion had told her. And she knew Hyperion only somewhat more than Themis. Still...

When he asked for it, she simply blinked and then spoke, quietly and calmly.

"Damien...would you come and sit down again, please?"

[Damien Blaze]

He shook his head.

"No. I'm done talking."

He would move to leave the room.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kiyr just about rolled her eyes, but refrained. She exhaled and spoke mildly, trying to be understanding of why there was the sudden reversal from the Damien that was opening up to her because he said he trusted to her and the Damien that was closed off.

"Damien, I already said I would give it back. Stop, please, and come sit down."

[Damien Blaze]

He walked out, but speaking over his shoulder.

"Keep the fuckin' ring. I'm done talking."

He would never turn back- not with the tears rolling down his cheeks.