OPEN POST: THE ANNIVERSARY

[gentleidealist]

THE ANNIVERSARY

[It's been exactly two years since Mithos took over Paradisa. That's two years of delightful massacres, scaring people into the Dead Zone, and manipulating former friends with the ageless face of a Kharlan hero. Two years of your character struggling to hold onto life as they know it while under the shadow of a fearsome ruler from another world. Two years of scraping to get by, cowering in the Dead Zone, waiting for a chance to go home or a death that Paradisa can't-- won't-- give.

There is nothing planned for today, though there are a few whimsical sort of changes that Mithos called for. The angels are on security detail as usual, policing the grounds; however, Mithos and his closest subordinates may be stepping outside. There is a grand feast set up in the ballroom... but angels don't eat, so it's really just for show. The place has the air of a graveyard party where even the dead decide not to attend.

There is an undercurrent of anxiety tonight, a breath held in anticipation. Something is about to happen, and even the insects are quiet.]

CASTLE GROUNDS
INSIDE THE WALLS
THRONE ROOM
BASEMENT
THE OUTSKIRTS
TOWN
DANY'S CAVE
DEAD ZONE SETTLEMENT
THE FOREST

[ooc: HUGE OPEN MINGLING POST for characters who either reside in the castle as angelic little zombies, or people who are returning for whatever reason. Please don't threadjack something without notifying the muns in advance!

You are free to make your own sections if you'd like and I'll add them to this post :)]

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[gentleidealist]

[He hasn't seen Yuan this upset in years. He rubs at his eye, which is probably going to swell up here in about ten seconds. Fuck. Ow. He barely registers the hand offered to him, even though that's such a Yuan thing to do, but when he does...]

... Okay. I deserved that.

[He takes the hand up, and covers his hurt eye with his free palm.]

[extremes]

[Yuan doesn't argue with him about who deserved what. As soon as Lloyd takes his hand, he'll find that Yuan is firmly pulling him up to his feet...and keeps pulling until Lloyd is close enough to envelop in a tight hug.]

Idiot.

[gentleidealist]

[Oh.

/Oh/.

That's not what Lloyd expected in the slightest, and he's a bit stiff at the hug. Maybe a couple years ago it would've been nothing at all, but he's gone so long without physical contact he hardly remembers how. With all his literal and figurative armor stripped, he's nothing more than a lost child, but it's not long before he relents and leans against his father's best friend.

Yuan's always looked out for him. Ever since he was little, probably, and after that too. All the times in the castle that Lloyd got in trouble. All those times he needed someone to talk to.

His fingers tighten in the back of Yuan's shirt. Lloyd doesn't say anything-- he can't, not with his throat that tight-- but the gesture is enough.]