Family Ties

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kiyr would nod, slightly, in acknowledgement to Hyperion's words.

"I maintain that Scene would not have raped her; he is indeed, wicked, and many things are not out of the scope that he would do. But he does not rape." She held his gaze, not looking away. She was calm and very certain of that fact. Scene, despite all his amusement for having Hyperion stew in his rage and beat him, should thank her for having such faith in him. "Would you tell me of these other things?"

[David B.]

Hyperion cocked an eyebrow.

"Scene told me himself he did it. And there are too many to name. Murder. torture. Neglect. Terrorism. He's had his hands in so many killings it would take hours to recant them all. That is someone who should be eliminated."

[Kyrie Blaze]

The blonde stared and arched an eyebrow at Hyperion's first words, but let him finish.

"Of course he would tell you that. This is Scene we are speaking of. He is chaotic, and just because he would not lie to me does not mean he would not say an untrue word to another. Despite the pain he was in after the thrashing you gave him and with him keeping his word to me but knowingly walking into that...I would say he enjoys the punishment and pain. And that he even enjoys your anger." She shook her head once. "He may deserve death for everything else, but, I see more of the light in him than you would be comfortable with seeing, yourself, I think. And with him there is an innocent man - Andrew - you would be executing for what Scene has done. If you were to take his life, Hyperion, it would set us on very rocky ground. I do not think it would end our friendship or even whatever alliance we have at the time...but I would think twice on every agreement or disagreement, on every person I would bring in under my protection, knowing you took the life of even one that was. He is your prisoner, yes, but I yielded to you for more than because this is your turf and you are King: I am trusting you to keep him alive despite the fact you could choose to end his life. It is his promise to me that keeps him in his cell, just like it kept him from doing more than attempting to shield himself from your blows. And while I could not say if it came down to his life if he would break it...the fact he remains also shows he trusts me to maintain that protection."

She stared. He would break her trust in him if he did that. And while she would not seek vengeance for it...that trust would not be the same. It wouldn't quite be whole.

Maybe given a few thousand years it might be, but, did he want to?

"So I ask that you do not. Besides...did you ever ask Themis herself what she wanted done with him as her self-proclaimed rapist?"

[David B.]

Hyperions fingers rattled against the tabletop as he watched her. He responded calmly.

"And what if /your/ rapist were here, instead of Scene, but was under my protection and you had the power to do as you saw fitting for a man like him. Would you let him live?"

His eyes stared holes into hers, purposely avoiding what Themis asked for.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie paled and even shivered a bit, but she didn't take too long to respond.

"Personally, I would prefer to not know you had him in the first place, let alone that I should see him." She swallowed but continued, this time carefully. She was admitting something to Hyperion she had never spoke of until now. "...in the heat of the moment, when I managed to finally call out for David and he came...I wished him dead. I hoped that somehow it would happen that Mason should die. And I was uncomfortable with that, even immediately after. If I had the chance to say at a word that Mason would die, now...if not for myself, than for anyone that came before or after me...I might still want for him to die, to stop him doing more. So I understand why you want to. But, it would not be the heat of the moment any longer. I am calm and in a rational state of mind...and even with some disturbing and uncomfortable part of me wanting to, I do not believe I would say to. Had you caught him in the heat of the moment...what you did would be that. I cannot condemn a man to die and think myself so above all life to decide who dies and when."

Her expression wasn't hard as she called him out on his ego, but soft and even understanding. It wasn't as if she was so innocent that she had never thought to do as Hyperion was wanting to, after all.

Her expression shifted to one of expectancy, however. He had not answered her question.

[David B.]

Hyperion tilted his head.

"And what if it was David? What if a woman had knocked him out, raped him....and made him feel like he was worthless. Simply to get at you. And you had that person in your grasp. Would your revenge be sated simply by me asking nicely?"

He was still avoiding the question, but was still surprisingly calm.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kiyr tilted her head after a slight flinch. That was definitely something she hadn't thought of. It wasn't something that was...a common occurrence. Or maybe it was because of all the stigma around these things that makes just didn't report it.

She pressed her teeth together.

"...what would I not do to protect the ones I love, Hyperion? I would go to great lengths to keep them safe. But...I cannot say that I would make that choice for them. I believe in justice, not vengeance, which is why the wish for Mason to die in those moments disturbed and disturb me so much. I would ask him. And if he wanted that woman dead...I would have to live with that choice, just as if he did not." It was her turn to lean forward. Her turn to bore into him with her eyes. "What did Themis say she wanted?"

She wanted that answer, the truth. He had avoided saying for a reason. He knew and what she said he didn't like, or he hadn't asked her at all.

[David B.]

Hyperion was silent for several moments, and his response was quiet.

"that is an easy thing to claim...when you have not been party to it. I would like to know what happened to this mason. Sense tells me...David made sure he no longer lives."

He stood.

"Themis asked me to let him live. I did, but swore if I saw him again he would die. Scene is to be executed at sunset."

And he would start to leave!

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kiyr's shoulders tensed. But she stood.

"...then that is what he chose to do, if he did, and I did not have part in that choice. That is on him, Hyperion, that does not mean I would have done the same."

She was even somewhat angry he would say what she would or would not do. But she would call out with all intents of stopping him.

"And I would think to ask why, regardless. Hyperion! Did you bother to ask Themis why? More, did you listen? And did she even know what you swore if you saw him again and would she have approved if not?"

Her voice caught with her words, but she forced though the emotion, all the distress and frustration and even hurt.

"Would you kill me, as well? He is your prisoner, Hyperion, but under my protection. You know me well enough. Do you think I could betray that trust he has, too, and let him die?"

She was no match for a Titan like him. But. She also wouldn't hesitate to do what she had to.

She wasn't sure if she should say that if he killed Scene, even if she could stand by, that he was sentencing her to die even if he didn't lift a finger. How much would that change?

Should Hyperion know? She wished she knew.

[David B.]

Hyperion continued to walk...but Guards came up in front of her at the door. Four of them. They obviously planned this intervention. He stopped and turned back.

"You know I would not kill you...unless you did things similar as he. But you did not. Nor would you. I'm sorry this hurts you Kiyr but...I have to keep my word when I give it. Otherwise, nobody will ever take me seriously."

And he would turn to start walking away again, though the guards would attempt to keep her in the room while he headed down to the dungeon!

[Kyrie Blaze]

She stared, stomach twisting into a hard knot and sinking.

"Hyperion...you will likely come to regret this... But not by my hands, nor any of our allies."

She didn't know if he would hear her. But she eyed the four guards in the room.

"Scene, Hyperion plans to kill you. He is coming..."

And so was she.

She full-on glared at the four but didn't attack them. No. They might have stood in her way but she wouldn't attack or hurt them. She twisted into the shadows of the conference table and would feel for Scene's cell in the dark, and pull herself through.

[David B.]

She would indeed pull into his cell! She could hear Hyperion coming, and Scene was already sitting up, arms hooked around his knees.

"Kill me? That should be fun."

She could hear the guards shouting!

[Kyrie Blaze]

Let them shout.

Hyperion might slightly regret teaching her that trick, considering the fact she was using it to meddle and go against his wishes.

"In defence of your own life, you can do what you need to, Scene, other than seriously injuring, maiming, or causing death...though it would be more preferable to me if you simply escaped."

She would face whatever Hyperion deemed appropriate. She only told him no shenanigans or antagonizing the Titans with his power. To try and behave. She could revoke that (mostly). Besides, she did not say he couldn't escape

[David B.]

As Hyperion rounded the corner, he froze. Scene stood, eyeing her.

"Interesting. You would allow me to leave, meaning that Hyperions wrath would be turned on you. I...guess I have my answer. You can...wake up now.

Kiyr would blink and seem to be pulled through a straw before she would find herself back in the conference room with Hyperion, who was standing.

"I'm glad we could work out an alliance that suits both our people. This was a quick meeting but...I am pleased. Lets go eat some food, shall we?"

He would walk around the table calmly, like nothing was amiss, to try and take her hand and help her stand.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Could he really have thought she would let him die over a rape she was certain he didn't commit, even if he might have deserved it for everything else he had ever done? And what did he mean, wake—

And she was suddenly sitting at the conference table again, eyes going wide as Hyperion spoke and she recovered from the disjointed sensation of feeling like she had been sucked up a straw. Her lips parted in astonishment, though as Hyperion walked around the table she recovered and found herself in a jumble of emotions including relief and anger.

She slowly set her hand in his to let him help her to her feet, and exhaled quickly and quietly.

"I...okay... I need to go and yell at Scene, first."

She blinked. And blinked again. But seemed to be recovering, her eyes narrowing slowly.

Kyrie mad.