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[ A moment passes, where he assesses to what extent he can answer that with confidence, and then: ] I feel a large concentration of prana in the center of the city. But...

[ A sigh. ] ...If you're planning on heading there before meeting with my Master, I advise against it.

[ killjoy. ]

Why not? Drop by, say hello, give him a well deserved backhand... So not a practical visit, but he seemed so lonely.

[She says this jokingly, stretching out the arm that had been grabbed and making circular motions to relieve the tension. Anyways, she starts off away from the harbor motioning Diarmuid to follow.]

Sister and Servant first though.

Despite the circumstances, your valor is well-noted.

[ Which may sound mildly condescending, but he punctuates the somewhat-dismissive nature of those words with a soft laugh. He's more informal when he's not speaking to someone he's pledged himself to, after all.

Long strides take him behind Lien quickly, and he follows her through the wide streets, made even wider by the utter lack of other people. ]

You seem to be taking the situation well.

[His last remarks makes her blink because he has a point. And honestly, it gives her pause because she should be panicking. After all, it's not as if she can't get upset. She was worried about the lives of children after all and their possible death made long simmering emotions spill over.

So she shrugs.]

I'm probably more worried than I appear. I don't think I can express it very well though.

[Defense mechanism, most likely.]

[ He mulls over her response, for a moment. Lien's forthrightness is a different brand from Ai's, but she reminds him of her regardless— that tendency to vocalize something that isn't particularly favorable about themselves, without much reservation.

He wonders if that's the norm now, in this day and age, or if these two are unnecessarily harsh on themselves. Either way, he glances at Lien before pitching his gaze back forwards. ]

Be that as it may, you still have a sense of poise.

[ She's here, walking on her own two feet, which is more than what can be said for others. ]

Poise, huh?

[She smiles gently, slightly different, but very similar to her sister's manner of smiling.]

That's a really kind thing of you to say to me--...

[wait what that was nice and she did appreciate the compliment, but she suddenly and lightly slaps her cheeks with the palms of her hands]

Nooooooooooooooope.

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[ THIS KEEPS HAPPENING ]

...Excuse me?

[ ??? WHY IS EVERYONE SAYING NO AROUND HIM ]

Ugh, sorry it's just... Is that what he meant by shining face??

Diarmuid, sorry, it's just the magic, or whatever that's around you that's sort of befuddling me right now.

It's like...

[She makes a circular motion with her index finger.]

I can totally tell it's there, but it's kind of hard to ignore it.

Ah.

[ The stupid charm... he doesn't forget about it, but he did bank on Lien having a resistance against it, like Ai does.

So, after a beat, he moves to Lien's right, and stands in profile so that the right side of his face— and, incidentally, the mole— is out of sight. ]

Is this better?

[She crosses her arms as Diarmuid changes his position, gauging the result.]

Mmmmmm.

It's like a cross between mild pining and an upset stomach. So kind of the same thing, but better! Thanks.

[IS IT REALLY BETTER...]

If that's the way I make my Master feel as well, I only wish she'd be more forthright with me.

[ A slightly self-deprecating joke at his own expense; no one's ever been that honest about what the charm does. Is this really what it's like... is this what he subjects people to ]

[To be fair, love is a subject that Lien is okay with looking at on the outside through a window. Fascinating to study and she could probably come up with some decent and even deep insights...

But feeling it? Why yes, it's definitely like having an upset tummy, totally. And since it was a charm, the feeling of it seems less valid now.]

I guess we react to certain magics differently. So maybe it's not totally unpleasant for her, but she's got awareness, nonetheless. [In the meanwhile, she stops and kneels down taking off one glove and examines the ground. The bare hand is pulsing with prana.]

[ He's about to respond when he sees that Lien's up to something, so he defers from it and takes a step to the side instead to give her some space. Whatever she's doing, he could ask what it is, but he won't— it'd be foolish to ask someone to show their hand. ]

Do you sense the others nearby?

I'm trying to make sense of this place actually. If Ai Thao's still on the same wavelength as me, she's probably trying to figure out what an incomplete place like this has to do with Servants.

[A blink and she looks up at Diarmuid.]

Oh yeah. She probably didn't mention what I can do huh?

[He's worried, but she clearly isn't.]

[ Well. There goes his consideration— he expects that this'll happen often, with these two. ]

And you'd be fine with sharing that information?

[She shrugs.]

It's either me or eventually, your Master.

[She points at her eyes]

They're Mystic Eyes, but mine doesn't bend like Ai's. I see reflections.

So that would make them useful for information retrieval?

[ Ai being offensive and Lien being more defensive with her powers... hm. ]

I assume that you mean projections of past images, though I may be wrong.

That's just about right. I see projections of the past, but it also extends to realizing and reading the structure of objects, going through texts, even seeing how an item was used in the past.

[A beat. And she points at his face.]

I could probably look into your memories if I tried hard enough.

Edited 2014-12-14 00:23 (UTC)

[ And, with a degree of disgusting forthrightness...

...he holds out his hand. ]

You've showed me your hand, and I would be remiss to hide mine. [ A slight tilt of the head. ] Though, I suppose a book would suffice regarding my past, in this day and age.

[oh my god this is a total boy scout]

W-Wait, I was just stating an example. And I try not to read people's thoughts and memories if I can help it.

[ welcome to diarmuid ua duibhne

that hand pulls back, though, before he replies with a light: ]

Ah. So you were testing me.

[She's staring at him, obviously debating whether he's joking with her or not, man how does Ai deal with this pretty man person thing.]

Well, NO, but when you put it that way...

You know what, I'm gonna read the ground now.

Edited 2014-12-14 00:55 (UTC)

I'll leave you to it.

[ How does anyone deal with Diarmuid??? The world may never know. Perhaps one should be more like Kayneth, aka completely unwilling to put up with him in any way.

But here he is, standing a little to the side, alert for any incoming intrusions, if there are any. So embarrassing... ]

[Her hand is on the ground and the flow of her prana and the look in her Mystic Eyes are immediate. It's as if no outside distraction could get her attention once she uses Reflection.

She only takes about two to three minutes to make her examination, before pulling back, with a frown on her face.]

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