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[toobad_sosad]

[After darkening the hallway outside of Solomon's room so that way the sun won't hit her skin, Marishka has arrived outside his door and is looking at it curiously. Lightly, she runs her fingers over it before looking at her device.]

What person hides away in shadow like this? I have heard that he is saddened greatly and that sorrow fills his being.

[She looks at the door again.]

I wish to see this person.

[She smiles impishly at the camera then waves before opening the door to slip inside.]

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[sympathyforme]

Lucky guy.

[Sarcasm? You decide!]

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[toobad_sosad]

Family should not hide away.

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[sympathyforme]

Course not. Especially with friendly cousins like you.

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[toobad_sosad]

What is this word...cousins?

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[sympathyforme]

Just a word used for some family members. The ones more socially acceptable to bang.

[Class. He has none.]

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[toobad_sosad]

[This is the one that will sleep with anyone called family so...

Wait...hold on. More words she doesn't understand.]

It is acceptable to explode these cousins?

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[sympathyforme]

[Starting to catch on to the limited vocabulary here. Sees no need to clarify.]

Depends on family history, I guess.

[valentineluke]

Just barge in.

[toobad_sosad]

He should not stay sad so long.

[valentineluke]

Am very much in agreement with you.

[toobad_sosad]

He has been in there so long...

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[worldofourown]

Please do.

If he resists, yank him out of bed.

[ Or ... get in it with him? Just to spark a reaction? ]

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[toobad_sosad]

It is that bad?

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[worldofourown]

It's a wonder he hasn't sunk into the mattress yet.

He could do with a bit of lively company.

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[toobad_sosad]

That will not do.

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[worldofourown]

Not at all.

My persuasions [ threats. ] have fallen on deaf ears. Perhaps you will have better luck.

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[toobad_sosad]

You do not know how to persuade right.

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[worldofourown]

I do not.

[ He admits this freely. His persuasions draw blood. ]

But I am certain you will find the right way.

[favoritetraitor]

[It's not that he doesn't expect it. Night after night he'd closed his eyes, listening idly to the sounds emanating from throughout the house. For sleeping does not come for a Chevalier, even one as damaged as he'd become.

He doesn't face the door, but his attention is completely focused on the sound of her dulcet voice playfully musing on the other side. His heart clenches painfully but he holds his breath at the creak of the door opening, and he watches the subtle play of light and shadow moving across the room as she makes her way inside.

Speaking might break this spell, so he holds his tongue for the moment...]

[toobad_sosad]

[He is so beautiful, even in his sadness. Tilting her head to the side, she observes him in the darkness, easily able to see even when the door closes behind her. Sliding further in, she moves over to where he is, reaching out to touch his hair.]

So sad, so alone here. It breaks my heart.

[favoritetraitor]

[That touch...

He pauses for a moment, immersing himself in the sensation of her fingers alighting softly in his hair. If he turns to look, she might fade into nothingness as Eurydice from Orpheus' stricken outstretched hand.

It was what the Deities did, wasn't it?]

... you've come.

[toobad_sosad]

[She plays with his hair, so pleased that it's soft. Smiling softly, she leans over to press against him, feeling the vibrations when he speaks. It's wonderful.]

You were waiting for me?

[She watches his hair run over her fingers.]

You are Solomon.

[favoritetraitor]

[His head turns slightly, liquid green eyes shifting to follow the trail of loose curls at the edge of his vision. She was as beautiful as he'd remembered.]

I am.

[toobad_sosad]

It pains me to see you saddened.

[She moves around in the blink of a human eye to be in front of him, stroking his face. Smiling a bit, she plays with his hair.]

We are family, yes? I shall comfort you.

[favoritetraitor]

[Her movement isn't difficult to track. It does, however, take great effort on his part to not retreat from her touch. The emotions left from her previous departure are just too raw.]

But you don't remember what we had, do you? ... do I even seem familiar to you?