( semi-closed )

[heelies]

CHARACTERS: Achilles and pals
DATE: Shorty after arriving in Perdition's Rest
WARNINGS: Homeric levels of violence and gratuitous man muscles
SUMMARY: Miscellaneous adventures in the days following the crew's arrival. Subjects range from shopping for pants to flaunting gently used sexy clothing to slaughtering bandits.


[Assorted closed threads shall follow. PM me if you wish to plot together!]

Comments

[tolight]

[ The worst part of it all is that they're actually very much in love.

It's like... watching her mother and father around the castle, when she was younger. Or them in the camps, in the present. Lucina might be extremely biased, but she's not blind. This isn't a show, Achilles' love for her mother can be seen in every single word he speaks of her, and Lucina finds herself equal parts angry and tired.

There's still an act to keep up, though. She tilts her head to the side, considering his words. ]

I — [ am used to this. Some parts of it, anyway. The timelines and saving worlds. But she stops herself in time, letting the small pause change her expression.

When she smiles this time, it's apologetic. ] ... I admit, it has been draining. [ Which is weird to admit, because not only is it a lie, she wouldn't say so even if it was true. But she's listening to the part of her that wants to leave here, now. ] They appear to be working towards a good cause, yet... [ She looks towards Olivia, then to Achilles. ] I wish I could speak with you longer, but it may have to wait for another time.

[winces]

[ it has not been a terribly long time since this reunion between them has passed, and given the last memories olivia has of lucina is of a nine year old girl... it's safe to say that olivia cannot say she knows this young woman standing beside her very well.

still, there are little tells. the body has always been a language olivia had been gifted to be fluent in, and now combined with her empathy powers...

she can sense the other woman's exhaustion, though she knows it cannot simply be from the day's excursion itself. ]

Of course, Lucina, [ she is then quick to say, reaching out to rest a gentle hand upon the girl's shoulder. she did this to her, and though she wishes to know more, hear more, just experience more, she knows lucina has already given so much more than she could possibly ask for right now. ]

It's been a long day... you should get some rest. We'll speak again later.