fortunefail | - 89 [Action]

[It's Thursday evening and the sun is slowly beginning to set. As dusk falls, Luceti residents who are near the south east edge of the village may notice a peculiar shimmering in the bushes. Like dancing sparkles, if you will. They may easily be mistaken for fireflies, but that is far from the truth.

Yuan has returned from his (silent) kidnapping and mana is literally evaporating from his body. Bright sparkles are rising up from his skin, before fading into the night air. Not to mention the peculiar smell coming from him. Evaporating mana emits a rather unique aroma that's neither pleasant nor unpleasant. The best way to decribe it would be... 'odd'. It's both a curious situation and an extremely embarrassing one, which is why he makes sure to stick to the forest's edge as he slowly makes his way home. He'd reach house 8 a lot faster if he crossed through the village itself, but he'd rather take a detour than make himself the center of attention.

All the way around the northern edge of the village he goes, but the closer he gets to house 8, the more exhausted he feels. Losing mana is like losing life and the more he pushes himself, the greater the fight to stay conscious. He'll get there eventually! Anyone is free to spot the peculiar sparkling man along the way.]

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[It takes an additional second for Yuan to realize that the cavalry has arrived, so to speak. And not a moment too soon. The look he's giving Kratos is clearly one that says he's exhausted to the point where he might faint if he tries to keep walking any further. Or at least tumble into the river.]

[He moves closer to at least prevent that from happening, but he doesn't make physical contact.]

...don't overexert yourself any longer. [Because telling him you haven't been is just going to make him not believe you, Yuan.]

[Are you kidding? He just dragged himself all the way around the village. Of course he's overexerted himself. Still, he wants to get home before anything else, so regardless of what Kratos just said, he's trying to push himself to his feet again.]

[No. None of that.] Allow me to assist you the rest of the way, Yuan.

... Fine.

[Though, he's accepting this assistance with extreme reluctance. He hates being weakened to the point where he can't even walk anymore.]

[At least he's accepting it. Kratos attempts to wrap one of Yuan's arms around his shoulder, so he can better support the half-elf's weight.]

[Yuan is far too exhausted to even consider how awkward this is. He only wants to get home so he can get some sleep and not be bothered by questions about the sparkling.]

[Let's get you home, then. Kratos will start working on that. Yep.]

[Good. Get Yuan home. He's been through enough horrors today. Speaking of which...]

Mithos can use both of his legs again. ... Did you know?

...I did not. [Though that would explain a couple of things involving his encounter with Mithos and the young man who had been aiding him that day.]

We'll need to keep a closer eye on him.

[With full mobility and Martel still in the hands of the Malnosso, there's nothing stopping Mithos from harming others again. Yuan found that out the hard way, less than half an hour ago.]

...mn. I'm in full agreement with that.

... Hm.

[He's completely exhausted and walking is already a chore in itself, even with Kratos' support, but that doesn't stop Yuan from lifting his head to glance up at the sky. The last he saw of Selene, she was assaulting Mithos' face. Needless to say, he's a little worried the owl might not have escaped in one piece.]

[Kratos manages to notice the worry and sighs softly.]

Is there something else concerning you?

[For a brief moment, he wonders if Kratos has ever met Selene. She hasn't been staying in the house much lately, but even when she does stop by, she sticks to Yuan's room. Then he realizes he'll feel stupid admitting he's worried about an owl in either case.]

... It's nothing.

...all right.

[Guess who doesn't believe him?]

[Conveniently enough, they're approaching the house, now. The moment they've crossed the garden path and entered the hall, Yuan can let his guard down completely. Right now, he's still a little paranoid Mithos might've chased after him.]

I'm glad you've returned.

[He says nothing else--that alone is awkward enough.]

[He's a little oblivious to just how awkward this is making Kratos feel, but he does raise an eyebrow at that remark.]

As am I. [For... obvious reasons.]

I hope you don't mind, but I had help keeping things orderly in your absence.

Help? [Even through his hoarseness, his voice takes on a sharper tone. Who did Kratos invite into their house?]

Yes, from a young woman I've befriended over the months. [Honestly Yuan, Cheria's harmless.]

Did she touch any of my belongings? [If even a single one of his knick-knacks or doodads is out of order, he will know.]

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