[The gem cracks, shattering, a few small crystals sticking to one end of his hammer. It's not enough. Sigyn, his dear friend-
(her grave. She's dead. Many have died before, and he is just another)
-she does not deserve to be honored. He is free, finally free. Letting his body do as it pleases. He has killed, all is well.
And then he wakes up.
As before, he's clinging onto Elle in the Ambassador Dorm, who is sleeping peacefully beside him. She won't let him become corrupted, she said, but if she is too late? What if some of the infection remained.
He was so angry at Discord. Angry for killing Salieri, but was the that the right thing to do? What if that isn't Angus' true feelings? Yes, he can't remember a positive interaction with the Lord of Chaos, but if the Knife of Evil had been in play as Nana suggested...
He can't let Elle suffer for that. He can't risk putting everyone in danger, not again. He was too late last time.
"Why, it might be good if someone was watching out for them right now. If someone felt the need to be doing something productive, I mean."
That's what he's doing, Ghost of Discord, as he walks out into the hallway and into the choir room. No one goes there, he's certain of that. Just a few chairs to block passage, see if he's feeling any worse. He could ask someone to lock him up.
"Well, if you'd rather that everyone rescheduled their mental breakdowns to better fit your schedule..."
That's not helping. That's not helping - but what if that is the knife talking? Can he even trust himself, if he couldn't help the people around him?
"Just don't do it alone... 'Cause if you do...it'll all... All you'll do is screw eeeeverything up."
Angus' hand rests on the door handle to the choir room. Standing. Thinking.]
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(her grave. She's dead. Many have died before, and he is just another)
-she does not deserve to be honored. He is free, finally free. Letting his body do as it pleases. He has killed, all is well.
And then he wakes up.
As before, he's clinging onto Elle in the Ambassador Dorm, who is sleeping peacefully beside him. She won't let him become corrupted, she said, but if she is too late? What if some of the infection remained.
He was so angry at Discord. Angry for killing Salieri, but was the that the right thing to do? What if that isn't Angus' true feelings? Yes, he can't remember a positive interaction with the Lord of Chaos, but if the Knife of Evil had been in play as Nana suggested...
He can't let Elle suffer for that. He can't risk putting everyone in danger, not again. He was too late last time.
"Why, it might be good if someone was watching out for them right now. If someone felt the need to be doing something productive, I mean."
That's what he's doing, Ghost of Discord, as he walks out into the hallway and into the choir room. No one goes there, he's certain of that. Just a few chairs to block passage, see if he's feeling any worse. He could ask someone to lock him up.
"Well, if you'd rather that everyone rescheduled their mental breakdowns to better fit your schedule..."
That's not helping. That's not helping - but what if that is the knife talking? Can he even trust himself, if he couldn't help the people around him?
"Just don't do it alone... 'Cause if you do...it'll all... All you'll do is screw eeeeverything up."
Angus' hand rests on the door handle to the choir room. Standing. Thinking.]