002 - [Written/Action]

[whatdeheckisdat]

[Dhaos is, as a general rule, not a social person.  He certainly doesn't mind being surrounded by people, but when most of the residents of Luceti are human he finds himself half-wishing he could strangle some of the people around him.  As such, he's spent an awful lot of time in his apartment for the past few weeks, dwelling over the latest experiment and pretty much waiting for himself to calm down.

He really was powerless here.  Even if he had been weakened by mana deprivation and injury, the Demon King of Aselia controlled his own fate, made his own decisions, chose his own path.  But here, the Malnosso could do as they wished-- they could transform his body and erase his memories, wipe the urgency of Derris-Kharlan's situation from his mind, give his heart to another woman.  Dhaos had always been in control of his own fate, and the fates of others as well, and the change was... upsetting.

Although, as Dhaos once realized with an unhappy surprise, it was something of a relief not to be the one responsible for the lives and deaths of others...

Anyway, now that it's been long enough for Dhaos to think back on the experiment without throwing a fit or something similar, it's time to get something he's been wondering about straight. This is his first time using a filter, so he's not sure he has it done correctly, but he does his best.]

[Written, Filtered to Martel: 70% Unhackable]

I need to speak to you.

[Written, Unfiltered]

What are your worlds called? Do the people of different regions call it something different? Is there a meaning behind the name, or has it been lost to the ages?

[And after a minute:]

And if there is anyone else here from Derris-Kharlan, I would like to know.

[And he can be found reading in the library/on top of the library. It's been a little while and he still hasn't read up on any of the other worlds, so he's rectifying that today. And as always, feel free to find him stargazing at night.]

Comments

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[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

So is that all you needed to ask me?

[action] In the interest of not causing a time paradox >___>

[whatdeheckisdat]

[No. Absolutely not. There's still so much Dhaos doesn't understand-- how a half-elven boy and an angel could be siblings, how an angel became the spirit of the Giant Kharlan Tree, why the name of the Yggdrasill cannot be spoken aloud... and what happened to the old tree. The events of 4000 years ago. The first Eternal Swordsman. Martel's part in that story. Dhaos still didn't know anything, and Martel might be the only person willing to tell him.]

...I believe so. Thank you.

[But while the lack of communication and the loss of important information is what led to Dhaos' death in the first place, he is not sure he wants to hear it from her. If she is not the Martel from his time, then she has no grasp of his situation... She can't help.

Though he still can't help the feeling that he is eventually going to end up approaching her again in the future.]

[action] Don't want the world to implode of course! XD

[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

[ Despite the thousands of thoughts racing through Dhaos' head, Martel doesn't suspect a thing. So instead she gives him a smile. ]

Your welcome. I'm glad that I could help. If you need to ask anything else, just come to me.

[action] Noooope! Perfectly fine with EXploding, however.

[whatdeheckisdat]

[That's what Dhaos prefers.] Mm. I will.

[action] XD

[seraphgoddess.livejournal.com]

[ Before she walked away, she looked back at him. ]

Well, I hope to see you again soon. Bye!

[action]

[whatdeheckisdat]

As do I. Good bye.

[...Such a kind soul. Dhaos will be watching out for you, Martel.]