Inviting My Ex Lover's Lover For Tea [Invite]

[Zyrune]

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The half alv couldn't help but chuckle at the sorcerer's half compliment to Irish music and the use of the word reels. His none adventurer self seemed to shining through the fox tail avatar and it made Zyrune smile as he felt at least that the man was being open with him. It was that little things that meant a lot. However despite the fox tail trying to show that he had an appreciation, Zyrune couldn't imagine anyone bar very odd country Irish folk enjoying the tunes of his people. Then again as a child Levi had always felt out place with his culture, he didn't enjoy the language considering it a dead one due to the fact that hardly any spoke it and if you did, you got odd looks. The history of his people included religion and story telling and family bonds, all of which he seemed to avoid due his homosexuality. Sure it was a different world now, but back when he was a child, Ireland was still trying to change and struggling to accept the little things such as the pope not being perfect rather. The half alv couldn't help but nod at the mention of bagpipes. Although the harp was the chosen instrument of Ireland, it didn't stop many Irish people take up playing the bagpipes and parading through the streets playing the awful noise. Then again Zyrune never had an appreciation for normal music, often preferring gaming soundtracks and anime background songs to any actually music that one would play at a concert or find on a music channel. However as he sat there imagining Scotland imagined he couldn't help but imagine everyone wearing kilts. Swallowing, he let his mind wander for a moment imagining rough accented rugged bearded men wearing kilts. He couldn't help it as his cheeks turned pink as he imagined the sorcerer before him wearing a rather cute looking design. It seemed only natural that the fox tail would looked so dashing. Perhaps it wouldn't be such an odd thing to craft a vanity item of a kilt and gift it to the shorter man. "Kilts are cute." The druid kind of mumbled beneath pink tinted cheeks as a way of airing the topic with the sorcerer in order to gauge his reaction to them. "The Isle Of man..." Zyrune repeated for himself. "That isn't such a bad idea." He decided it best to skip over the royalty response as he was unsure weather to fight the sorcerer on his appeal was appropriate or not. "I wont if it was recreated into something, I wonder if you could get a boat there. Surely some people of the land would know where it was, if you were able to explain it's location." Sighing, he brought his cup to his lips again and allowed his mind to relax for a moment and it seemed that the sorcerer was doing the same for a moment, however it seemed that Jacoben was in a curious mood. Swallowing the mouthful of liquid, the druid smiled and set his cup down once more. "I er..." He paused trying to think before actually responding. "No not yet," He admitted. "At the moment I've been staying in the guild house and when I need space I go to my work shop or rent a tavern room." He gave a shrug and a smile. "I want to eventually, I just don't have the money yet, I have most of it I suppose. I was thinking a home outside Londinium would be excited, but it wouldn't exactly be safe." He paused for a moment before his gaze shot up to catch the sorcerers. "Have you?"

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Jacoben HP: 100% MP: 100%

"Any treasure you obtain without ever having to work for it is no treasure at all."

Jacoben couldn't help but give Zyrune a puzzled expression at the declaration that the Druid found kilts cute. His eyebrows furrowed as he tried to process the statement and come to grips with what seemed an oddity to him. Kilts were formal wear for the most part amongst his family, and though he supposed he could sort of see the appeal in the same way someone could appreciate a well tailored suit for him it didn't really have that sort of connotation. Perhaps it had something to do with when he was about four and found out that Great Uncle Alec was very, very traditional about wearing his kilt due to a mixture of the large man's prodigious height and Aidan's penchant for crawling around on the ground looking for insects.

"Maybe the other islands were left out, but I get the feeling that Man is important enough to the isles that they would have had to put them in," Jac mused as he tapped the surface of the table with a nail. He had never actually been to the ocean before, and swimming wasn't really something he had ever been interested in either, but still the idea of being able to cross the sea to the Isle of Man or Ireland was an intriguing one to him. A small bit of nationalistic pride reared its head to tell him that it was surely better than being stuck in England for however long they remained in this world (potentially a very long time considering the immortal nature of Adventurers).

Perhaps he could make a boat? That would be an interesting test of his skills as an artisan, to create a seaworthy vessel to make the trip to Ireland. He'd have to start relatively small, but perhaps one day Galleons would not be beyond him assuming he went down that path. Maybe a Viking longship would be the best choice, such vessels were versatile and able to travel through so many different areas that it would be useful to whomever decided to purchase such an item.

Soon enough however the thought was shelved as the conversation moved on to homes, a topic he had at least a minor passion for. "I haven't bought one yet either, I'm not quite sure what I want or where I'd want it to be... it's strange, when I heard that Elder Tales had a player home system I wanted to get one as soon as possible, but now that we're really here I want to make sure I pick the best place," the Foxtail explained as he thought of the myriad of options available to him as a location for a home. There were many choices, but nothing he had found yet had really spoken to him, and that was important. "Maybe I'll find something I like further out into the world, after all Londinium isn't the only major city on this server I'm sure. It's possible I'll find a city I like better with a house worth buying." Being able to play around with a player home would be great, but nowadays he was going to be picky as it was likely a very long term investment. Lost in thoughts of homes he trailed off from the conversation and would have to be brought back into it.

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[Zyrune]

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Readjusting his position slightly, the druid honestly couldn't believe that the two were actually talking about houses and whether or not they would buy some. The half alv was suddenly feeling very grown up and it was an odd feeling. Before the lean brown haired boy couldn't have even qualified for a loan with his local lender, let alone have double digits in his bank account, and yet here he was considerably well off and if he required more money, all he had to do was defeat monsters and reap the rewards. It was something that everyone had just been doing absentmindedly since the event and yet they depended on that money to live, to buy food and take care of themselves and even eventually buying a home for themselves. "I was the same," The half alv began. "When I started playing elder tales, it was such an interesting feature, somewhere to drop and hide your stuff or hang out with friends online without the spam from the chat bots." He gave a chuckle knowing that those were a thing of the past. "But now, I suppose it is a more serious matter, a home now I suppose means where you want to settle down and start a life, really start a life not like we have been doing before." The druid pursed his lips without meaning to as he considered what that meant. "I suppose homes within the border of Adventurer cities will go rapidly due to the safety net of the royal guard, ensuring you and your loved ones safety." He couldn't help it as his words caught when he said love ones, but he pushed through and just hoped that the fox tail hadn't noticed. "Though I have seen that homes outside of Londinium are available for purchase, though I don't know how you'd be able to prevent monster spawning, do they stop appearing once a piece of land has been purchased?" Shrugging his shoulders, the druid sat back into his chair, his bum had been starting to fall asleep. "You know you should try and venture out and explore the world some more." Zyrune smiled warmly at the fox tail. "At first I thought this place was hell and I didn't have much patience back then, so I didn't really see it even though I was racing through it." His fingers tapped the side of his cup lightly as he spoke. "This world is very beautiful and we don't know how long we will be here, maybe forever, maybe only another month." He rolled his eyes to show that he knew that it wasn't going to a month. "You should explore while you can, I'd bet the artist in you would thank you afterwards."

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Jacoben HP: 100% MP: 100%

"Any treasure you obtain without ever having to work for it is no treasure at all."

"It's not like I haven't travelled," the Sorcerer responded as he stared down into his drink, teeth worrying his lower lip, "I just haven't really gone and done anything particularly noteworthy or tried to go adventuring. It's more that I've stayed to the city and surrounding towns, only going as far as some of the low level zones..." here he shrugged uncomfortably, aware that he had fallen into a trap over the last year in a way that was similar to his old life. He had fallen into a routine that was relatively comfortable and very hard to break out of, but something told him that he was going to be breaking out of that routine fairly soon. He tried to ignore the idea that they'd be leaving this world soon, the thought made his heart hurt too much...even if he hadn't done much here he was still happier than he had ever been.

"Perhaps it's time I found a guild," the Sorcerer murmured to himself, contemplating his options in the face of the most recent turn of events. It seemed that everything in his life had been turned upside down again with the Coconia Festival and meeting Tadashi. Of course he hadn't ever expected the events of that evening, not in a million years, so of course the fact that they had changed everything for him. Perhaps it was time to change, he'd had a whole year to get used to his current situation and he'd blossomed as an Artisan, learning to work in a myriad of mediums and forms. Even when he wasn't creating things that could be strictly termed art he was still crafting objects that were both aesthetically pleasing and useful to someone, whether it was cutlery, a chair, or a painting of their family.

But now it was perhaps time to branch out, to move away from the comfortable life he had made for himself and stretch his wings. He was a spellcaster after all, surely learning to cast spells properly would be a worthy endeavour. Not to mention his Animal Trainer Subclass as well, he hadn't developed that at all during his time in this world, beyond the occasional conversation with creatures he came across in the city. It might be time to become a proper adventurer rather than what amounted to a functionally immortal craftsman. Besides, he'd never see Scotland again if he sat around in the equivalent of London.

"You've made some good points," the youth stated after a few more moments of quiet contemplation, gold and sapphire eyes flicking upwards with a determined light in them before his shyness once again came to fore and he glanced away from the Druid again. "I think I should probably try to go further now than I have previously, it's been long enough." There was no way that he would have been able to consider such an option even a month ago, but having found someone who was interested in him, truly interested in him, had instilled a new level of confidence in the white haired Sorcerer, and even if it wasn't all that much compared to your average person it was still leaps and bounds further than he had used to be.

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[Zyrune]

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The druid immediately regretted insinuating that the fox tail hadn't explored as he responded, hoping that the sorcerer hadn't been too particularly offended. Zyrune often had a way of speaking his mind but not in the most accurate and easily understandable way, and this was one of those times. All he had tried to get across to the fox tail was that the world was big and inviting and Jacoben seemed interested in seeing it all, so there was no reason he shouldn't start. Fidgeting in his seat, trying his best not to play with hands, the druid watched the fox tail for a few moments, listening to him intently. "Um..." The druid managed awkwardly when the fox tail had paused for a moment. Silently cursing himself for being the only one of them affected by this rather uncomfortable atmosphere there seemed to weighing down on them once more. Trying to hide how flustered he was now beginning to grow, Zyrune picked up his cup once more staring down into the liquid. The conversation might not have started within the druid's comfort zone, but they were making great strides, there was plenty about the sorcerer that resonated with the druid, however he was now to beginning to become slightly flustered. It was his anxiety, it didn't always happen and it was a rare thing since the event had happened, however there were times when he found his words failing, his heart racing and mind a blank at times that didn't seem to warrant it, just like now. Hopefully with any luck, the sorcerer would imagine the slight pink tinge to the druid's cheeks, because otherwise the shorter man seemed to be completely comfortable. As a soft chime sounded in the ear of the cotton candy pink haired head of his, Zyrune excused himself as he opened his interface. It was still odd to think that only he could see the menu spread out before him, to everyone around him, Jacoben included, he was just moving his hands through the air with no reason or rhythm to it. However his violet eyes sparkled as they noticed the mail icon flashing before him, indicate he had been sent a message and it took but a moment for him to display it before him. As of this moment, House of Crowns has disbanded. This is a decision I have not taken lightly, but one I have come to terms with. I apologize for those who wished to do more with this Guild, but its time has come to an end. Thank you all for your service. Take care in your travels. - Saber The druid's insides twisted uncomfortably and his mouth hung open in shock, his mind rereading the messaging over and over again as if trying to find some other meaning to it than what was apparent. Saber had saved him that day long ago, almost a year ago and renewed his drive for life, given him purpose, a home and friends and even status in this ever growing and strange world. It was alarming to think that someone he admired so deeply for so long had been the one to send this. However there could be no mistaking it, Saber had shut down the House Of Crowns Guild, no reason was given, no explanation or meeting, no warning or mention of it before either. The druid was frozen as his eyes watered causing him to blink rapidly and take a sharp intake of air. He may have managed to make sense of this at some other time, any other time would have been preferable to tea with his ex's boyfriend. He was now without a home, now without a support group, the one he had planned to lean on now that Tadashi had tossed him aside. What would happen now? What would happen to his stuff in the guild building, where would he stay now? Everything was falling out from under the druid and he literally had no one to lean on or any idea of how to cope.  "God damn it!!" The druid suddenly burst, tears flowing over his cheeks freely now, as he thrust his fist down onto the table. Taking a few moments, the druid paused, before sighing admitting defeat, shaking his head as he shut the interface away. "Looks like I need a guild too." Zyrune still cried softly, his voice seeping with defeat and utter dismay at the situation, refusing to look up at the sorcerer opposite him. "I'm sorry for my outburst." He uttered his voice barely above a whisper. "Please excuse me." With that he tried to signal the waiter in order to pay his bill, hoping to retreat to his shop and sit and take everything in, but alas the waiter was no where to be found, so he sat defeated wondering what his companion would say.

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Jacoben HP: 100% MP: 100%

"Any treasure you obtain without ever having to work for it is no treasure at all."

Looking away politely as Zyrune began going through his interface (even if there wasn't anything for him to see) Jacoben began to wonder where this meeting would end up going, the elephant in the room between them still weighed heavily on the young Foxtail even as he began to see more and more common ground between himself and the Druid. While there was still the issue of Tadashi he couldn't completely relax around the older male and it made him somewhat anxious to consider the issue. Still, it wasn't something he could just bring up and get out of the way, no doubt such a conversation would be emotionally stressful for them both and that wasn't what they needed.

A quick glance at his companion had him noticing the look on the man's face, the Foxtail's expression shifting into concern as he watched Zyrune's reaction to whatever it was that he had read in his interface. The concern only got larger as the pink haired Half-Alv seemed to have a minor breakdown, something about his guild and from the sounds of it, it wasn't anything good. Frowning slightly at Zyrune's suddenly defeated attitude and clear distress, Jacoben got to his feet as he dropped a number of gold coins onto the table to pay for what they had ordered.

"It's ok, c'mon, let's go" he murmured as he helped Zyrune to his feet and began to lead him out the door. Part of him felt that the other male could use a hug for whatever the problem was, but he wasn't sure that it'd be welcome coming from him, nor was he sure that he could actually go through with the action considering his nervous disposition. It was remarkable he was able to be this decisive in the situation, normally he'd have sat there panicking rather than take charge like he seemed to have right now. Keeping their arms entwined the Sorcerer led Zyrune out into the street and helped the larger man navigate through the crowds.

For a moment he wondered where he could take the Druid, he didn't know what was the matter or where Zyrune wanted to go, but it was obvious that the other shouldn't be left alone right now nor could Jacoben allow him to wander off. A few minutes of silent fretting and he decided there was only really one place he could go unless directed otherwise, "we'll go to the workshop I've been renting, I should be able to put together a pot of tea as well now, it's not been ruined in over a month now." He kept his tone light and calm, trying to make things easier for Zyrune to calm himself down and hopefully share whatever it was that was bothering him. The Foxtail knew he wasn't the ideal confidant in this situation, but there wasn't much either of them could do about that now.

Coming to a stop in front of the door to his current Workshop in the crafting section of town, Jacoben quickly added Zyrune to the permissions section and opened the door, leading the druid to sit down on an untreated wooden chair that he had only recently finished. The workshop currently smelled like cut timber, resins, and a slight metallic undercurrent as the remnants of his most recent projects lingered in the area. Frowning slightly at the mess of tools and half completed projects Jacoben quickly heated up a teapot and poured them both a cup of tea, simple but not flavourless despite being prepared by someone outside of the chef subclass. It was nice to be able to at least pour himself a hot drink now, even if that was about the extent of it.

The white haired teen took a brief sip of his tea before looking earnestly at Zyrune, his concern plain to see. "Would you like to talk about whatever is wrong? I know I might not be your first choice but I'd like to help if I can," he inquired earnestly, clutching his teacup in both hands for additional warmth as he waited for a response.

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[Zyrune]

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Glancing down at his fist, Zyrune gritted his teeth, starting at his han, the pain from hitting the table now beginning to seep into his pain. The druid felt as if the floor was continually being pulled from beneath him, the walls around him continually cracking. Each time he seemed to fix one, another one just as big seemed to appear. Now however it felt as if that was more true than ever before. Tadashi and him hadn't exactly ended in the right way, however since Jacoben had sat down, they had been making great strides to repairing the damage, the druid partially considered the fox tail a friend, although he was unsure how far to push that title, he still seemed accurate to their new relationship. Saber's message played over and over in his head as the druid burned a hole in the table in front of him. It had always been strange to him that an adventurer who preferred solitude as much as Saber had set up a guild, and Zyrune had come to the assumption that it was due to the fact that being in a guild offered more options and resources to you. Since being saved that day from that tormented monk known as Mellow and his companion Calm, the assassin had taken a place in the mind of the cotton candy haired druid as a beacon of hope. Something to aspire to be, to follow and to learn from. Saber had always been someone the druid had confident in confiding in and to lean on in times of need. The fact that Saber was the one to offer him a place in his guild had made the House Of Crowns more special. The support the guild had given him, the reassurance that he wasn't alone. The fact that he could simply check the guild notice board when he was feeling helpless and useless and check off a simple task to repair the damage had been amazing. But now the guild was gone and with it a place to rest at night when he needed to, a place to store his equipment and a place where he could meet friends like Avalon and Artemisia. Suddenly his wallet was now a finite source that he needed to carefully watch and budget for nights in lonely poorly furnished Taverns, food that he would need to acquire, no longer had he a chef guild mate that would provide food for the group, no he was on his own once more, truely on his own. The thought terrified him. The soft voice of his companion pressed against his mind. The words barely registered with him as soft hands clutched delicately at his side and he welcomed their touch. Allowing himself to be guided, he let himself lean on the shorter man for support as his mind struggled to make sense of it. The message hadn't even been clear but the lack of his guild on his interface quickly told him that the change was immediate. Moving in silence as he wondered what he could do, what there was to do now, what someone would do in his situation and yet his mind continued to swim in circles. During which Jacoben seemed to have a plan, something for which he was grateful to follow, at least for now as it gave him some welcome peace. Eventually they had made their way to the crafting station where the fox tail had a space. Sitting down on the hard wooden seat, lips pursed and eyes glued to the floor, he wished Tadashi was here. Each time the floor was pulled from beneath him, the lander had been there to pick the pieces up and slowly put them back together in a way that Zyrune always felt he had managed it himself and that Tadashi had simply been a witness to. Blinking repeatedly through bleary vision, too overwhelmed with emotion to really say anything, to even think anything, the druid let out a sigh. Part of his mind registered that it was stupid to grow this upset over a guild disbanding, that he was a strong person that had made it this far by himself, sure the guild had helped him but the majority of the effort had been made for him and more than likely this was just pent up emotions once more coming to the fore of his being and overwhelming him as he struggled to keep his head above the water. And yet it was more, or at least seemed like more. House Of Crowns had been a sanctuary to him, a place to go when he needed to feel productive or seek answered that he didn't have. A place where his guild mates would welcome him and his efforts, place where he knew he could rest his head if he needed it. Secretly he had been clinging to the guild since the break up with Tadashi heavier than before. It had been a coping measure of course, something to help him take his mind off the break up, that and his crafting shop. Now however that support pillar had been roughly pulled from beneath him and just when he was making more of an enough than ever before and it had been pulled from him by the very person that had given it to him. As his mind swam with questions that he struggled to formulate before another would wash it away, the fox tail spoke once more. Letting out a breath of air, the druid slumped down, making no effort to reach for the tea at all, knowing it was more than likely he was going to drop it. "How..." The druid began his voice soon trailing off as he sniffed and wiped tears away. "How do cope with being so alone." He gave the fox tail an honest look that he was seeking an answer, any answer. "No matter how hard I try I end up alone, when I think things are going well they are roughly pulled away from me." He paused and swallowed before continuing. "My sister and I had an amazing friendship and just as we were finally in a perfect place, I came here." He gave a shaky breath as he talked. "Then Tadashi, I know he is yours now and I respect that, but he was mine," He looked at the fox tail to show that he didn't harbor any ill feelings towards their relationship. "And just as we took things further, it too was roughly pulled from me and now my guild has been disbanded, just as I was making more of an effort than I had before, just as I needed it, it was taken from me, no reason or even time to cope given." He paused as he roughly wiped tears away. "It's just that, but plenty of things have followed that pattern." He swallowed again. "I'm tired of being alone but no matter what I do, it seems I'm destined to repeat the cycle. Just when I think I'm doing well and I realize how much I need it, that it is taken from me and I can't seem to ever reclaim it." He looked back towards the floor once more. "No one else seems to have that problem."

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Jacoben HP: 100% MP: 100%

"Any treasure you obtain without ever having to work for it is no treasure at all."

Watching Zyrune have a break down was hard, but Jac had the feeling that the Half-Alv would be somewhat grateful that he had gotten out of public before it got to this stage. His throat tightened as he watched the other man's grief, jaw clenching as he tried to find the words to say that might make Zyrune feel better, but there were none that came to mind. What could he say that would ease such a pain? Anything he might contribute simply stuck in his throat and refused to come out, as though his mind or body knew that there was little he could say that would help the upset man.

Instead he got up and walked around the small table, wrapping one arm around Zyrune's shoulders and cradling the pink haired head in the other as he pulled the Adventurer into a light hug to lend physical support when verbal had failed him. Running his fingers through the soft hair atop Zyrune's head Jacoben contemplated for a while even as he tried to provide a level of comfort to the other male. "I've....always been alone," he answered finally, frowning slightly at the response he had given to the other's question. "no siblings, uncaring parents, a couple of distant friends that I rarely got to see...I just kept going I guess. Even once I came here, I met a few people sure, but only had one friend... you're the second person I put on my friend list you know? Ever. The other person was someone I knew in the old world."

He paused here for a few moments to continue to play with Zyrune's hair before speaking again, "It's only been recently that I reached out to anyone...or to be more specific people reached out to me...I think the problem was relying on others to make the first step...and if it hadn't been for you and" a brief pause, hesitating, "and Tadashi I might have gone on like this for a decade, or two, or even a century if we were here long enough. I think you're stronger than you realise, I also think you're not as alone as you think... I'm fairly sure he wants to be able to talk to you, and if...well, I wouldn't get in your way, like I said, I'm used to being alone."

Chewing on his lower lip, Jacoben knew he was telling the truth. It might have hurt him to do so, but he would step aside should they decide to return to each other. He would do it if it would make other people happy, because he was just one person and they were two. Their happiness outweighed his own. "And as for your guild, why not just found one yourself? I think you'd make a good Guild Master for people, you'd be there for them and care about their well being... it might help you too..." he fell silent after this, not quite sure if what he said was ok or if he had touched on something inappropriate. He supposed what happened next would be up to Zyrune.

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The taller body stiffened at the sudden touch for a moment instinctively but found himself leaning into the touch despite himself. Jacoben's small thin arm around around him, the other playing with his hair was inexplicably soothing. And for a moment he closed his eyes and though of nothing but how nice the fox tail's slim digits raked through his hair in that soft carefully manner. The half alv was grateful Jacoben had moved them to a more private venue, he certainly wouldn't have felt this at ease back in the tavern. His eyes shot open at the shorter man's admittance, his mouth hangs open in surprise, but he doesn't move from the smaller man's embrace, letting his words sink in. Despite the subject, the fox tail's voice had taken a rather soothing tone. One thing struck him however, for all his misfortune, Zyrune had a sister who still loved him and unless things had changed dramatically, his sister was still in love with him and eagerly waiting the day her brother would return to her. Jacoben had no one like that. Inhaling a deep breath of air to calm his mind and fill his lungs, the druid let it out as he leaned closer into the smaller man's body, resting his cheek against his chest, ignoring everything that screamed how wrong it was to enjoy the embrace of his ex lover's lover. There was always more to things than appearances and it was clear that the sorcerer had been through a lot, perhaps this was just one more facet that the two seemed to share with one another. It was certainly true that Zyrune had a habit of trying to appear confident, trying not to rely on others and yet his entire being was the result of relying on thing or another for support and when that pillar of support was taken from him, he crumbled until he could find another to put him back together again. Maybe the problem was that he didn't have enough faith in himself, enough trust to know that he knew what was best, of course that logic hadn't worked out so well for him at the beginning of this strange new turn of events, but then again everything was new then, he was a different person now, a wiser and stronger one. The druid stiffened at the name of the lander he sorely missed and his stomach twisted unnaturally at the thought that he wanted to reach out to him. It was clear that Jacoben felt he was telling the truth, but Zyrune sighed gently. "You and I won't ever be alone again, not while we are linked." The druid's voice was suddenly very serious. Swallowing the druid inhaled another breath and he moved from the short man's embrace. "Don't sell yourself short." He gave a soft smile. "Just because you are used to it, doesn't mean you should accept it." The taller man just smiled. "He wants you, I know he does, don't doubt something that I could see the moment you two met." The druid blinked rapidly trying to stop the tears that seemed to be trying to overcome him. "If that tall oaf wants to talk to me, he knows where I am. Don't you worry about me or him, we will find our own way, don't throw away your chance." The druid's breath hitched for a moment while he tried to think of what to change the subject to, inhaling a deep breath, the cotton candy haired druid looked over towards his friend. "You are right, I'm strong and I can manage, I just need to learn not to fall apart any more, I need to start learning to cope with my problems and adapting rather than falling apart and hoping someone comes along to put me back together." Zyrune just smiled and shaked his head. “I’ll figure something out. Don’t worry about me." He paused considering the fox tail's words. "As for me starting a guild, I would like that, someday maybe but I still have a lot to go before I can be the kind of person I would like to be. The kind of person I would like to have guide me."

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Jacoben HP: 100% MP: 100%

"Any treasure you obtain without ever having to work for it is no treasure at all."

Allowing Zyrune to pull away from his grip Jac simply looked at the Druid as he spoke, ready to step in should the older man return to his self destructive thoughts. Something tightened in his chest at the declaration the Half-Alv made, tears building in his eyes at the words and the emotions they dug out in him. Tears of frustration and sadness and relief all at once, built up over the years ever since he was old enough to realise just how alone he was in the world. It's cruel that a child tells themself that they will always be alone, that no one will ever want or need them, but that's what had happened to him. It was easier to tell himself that he'd be alone for his life than it was to hope for the impossible and constantly by hurt by its lacking.

The tears streamed down his cheeks silently, tears for himself and tears for Zyrune as the pressure of his emotions struck him in the chest hard enough to be physically painful. Words couldn't make their way out through the lump in his throat, and so he simply stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the other man's chest, trying to convey some of what he felt through the action that was still so unfamiliar to him that he couldn't help but feel awkward doing it. His ears drooped downwards as he tried to clear his throat enough to speak, the need to encourage and be encouraged in turn becoming as overwhelming as his need to release some of the backlogged emotions that he had held on to since he was ten.

"Even if you don't do it yet, and just join another guild for the time being, it's good to have a goal..." the Foxtail stated hoarsely into Zyrune's chest, not ready to let go and still weeping in his still and silent manner, "I believe you can do it." With that he fell silent, trying to control the outpouring of emotion that had somehow been unleashed during their discussion. It was difficult, all he had ever wanted was to belong somewhere and here he was being told not only was he wanted by Tadashi, but that someone else also wanted him around them. It was a little bit overwhelming for someone who had been telling themselves they didn't need others because they'd never find someone.

"It's kind of funny," the Sorcerer mused, hiccupping in between words as he regained control of himself and his breathing patterns, "you always seemed so confident and in control to me, I figured you had everything sorted and wouldn't take crap from anyone. I never imagined that one day we'd be in a situation like this." Tears finally dried he took a deep breath and released the hug, suddenly aware that he might have crossed a boundary and not wanting to push the Druide any further. "I'm sorry, I should have better self-control...." he muttered as he stared down at the floor.

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[Zyrune]

Lets Play Elder Tales.

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"Jacoben...?" Zyrune spoke, his voice just above a whisper as he stood in disbelief at the torrent of emotions that overwhelmed the shorter man. "Wha..." He began but his voice failed him as the shorter man wrapped himself around his body. The feeling of the shorter man against him stunned him for a quick moment before he returned the gesture, wrapping one hand around the man's shoulders and placing another on the fox tail's head, letting the sorcerer cry it out, feeling the sobs against his chest, the druid smiled softly. In an odd way it was strangely comforting to know that despite everything, despite every trail the druid had been put through and how alone he felt at times, it was nice to know that he wasn't the only one feeling as if the world was collapsing in on him, to feel as if you had to look out for yourself and watch out for everyone else in the process too. Now with the shorter man pressed against him, the druid felt his heart twist in a way that confused him. Here was this precious young man clutching him, crying for him and urging him to do his best and Zyrune closed his eyes as he let the feeling on someone's embrace take him once more, enjoying how nice it was to have the smaller man against him and yet it disturbed him also. Jacoben was with Tadashi. Jacoben needed so much tender loving care and he prayed that Tadashi knew that and was willing to provide it. Before anything had happened between them, Tadashi had always appeared to be someone who would be kind and sweet, romantic and yet dominant in his direction and to Zyrune that was someone that the fox tail needed, perhaps that even he needed right now but that was another matter. "In control?" The cotton candy haired male questioned with an expression of disbelief on his face. The druid looked at him and blinked unsure what to say or even what to think for a moment. Zyrune had never once felt like he was in control, with each step he took, he always felt like he was scrambling this way and that in a desperate attempt to find some security or purpose. He always assumed that it was for this reason that people tended to dislike him and his shyness, his bluntness, seeing him as a worthless hopeless case that didn't know which way was up and beyond their time and consideration. Was it actually the case that he came off as arrogant and self sufficient, literally forming a barrier between him and those around him as if some unintentional irony were at play. Then as if the final wall broke for the druid, he left out a hearty laugh, his entire body shaking with the laughter. As the druid slowly recovered from his torrent of laughter, he gazed upwards at the honest and charming face of the cute adventurer would looked apologetic at best and he wondered what was going through the fox tail's mind. "Jacoben, I've never once felt in control of anything, let alone confident in anything other than my ability to push someone away." He gave a soft genuine smile. "Thank you, I really needed that hug, today even. You are so different than I imagined you to be and for that I'm glad."

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Jacoben HP: 100% MP: 100%

"Any treasure you obtain without ever having to work for it is no treasure at all."

As Zyrune began to laugh Jacoben looked up in confusion, not quite sure how to take this sudden shift in attitude from the Druid. The Sorcerer had to simply wait it out until Zyrune had calmed enough to begin to talk again, at which point he revealed the reason behind the laughter which he supposed made some element of sense. Although sometimes you had to laugh or you'd cry, so Jacoben could see where the other male was coming from in this particular instance. Still, it was a little bit disconcerting and so he moved back around the table and sat down, picking up his mug of tea and taking a sip.

He glared down at the cup as he finally took note of the ones he had chosen, frowning as he picked up the flaws in the ceramic. This particular tea set was one of his earlier works and it wasn't particularly smooth and well shaped, the glaze too thick in some places and too thin in others, it was an embarrassment to have served someone drinks in such substandard cups, but it was far too late now unless he threw out both of their drinks and redid the whole thing which would only draw attention to the poor craftsmanship. Besides, it wasn't bad tea all things considered and he didn't want to waste the effort or money he had spent on it.

"Ah... it was nothing...." he replied with a blush as he realised that he was being thanked by the Druid, "I guess we both had our initial impressions about each other proven wrong, huh?" He stared down into his tea for a few moments before finishing off the cup and pouring himself another to help calm his still shaky nerves. "Do you need a refill? These cups aren't my best and it might have gone cold by now..." the Foxtail offered before he put the pot down, gesturing to a nearby drain where the pink haired man could tip out the tea if it had gone cold. "I'm sorry about bringing you to such a messy place....no one comes here usually and so I don't need to keep it too clean, but it was the only place I could think to bring you..."

He was acutely aware of the wooden shaving pile, the splatters of clay from where either his spinning had had an accident or where he'd thrown some clay out of sheer frustration. Paint splotches were visible here and there where there had been an accident and a haphazard pile of metals teetered on a nearby bench waiting to be cast into ingots that he could use to make jewellery out of. All in all it was a clean but untidy workshop and the chairs and table they sat at were about the only truly clean parts of the room. "Ehe, my crafting class is a little inclined to making a mess and I kind of don't bother with some of the clean up.... I suppose it'll become pristine when I finally leave it so it doesn't matter."

He paused to sip from his cup before turning serious once more, "so what are you going to do now?" he inquired lightly, referring to the Druid's general situation and hoping that he wouldn't make the other man upset again, "and what can I do to help?"

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[Zyrune]

Lets Play Elder Tales.

Hp: 100 Mp:100

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"Honestly I don't actually know where to begin." The druid sighed giving a shrug as he clutched the luke warm cup of tea close to him. The druid smiled sheepishly at the short statued cute man before him. Swallowing anxiously, Zyrune pursed his lips as he wondered exactly what the fox tail had asked him. Usually when the druid was at a lost with regards to a path, he tended to panic. Suddenly his entire life seemed to feel worthless, as if he was wasting time and achieved nothing in his life. That fear usually grew inside him until it burst out in a strange combination of anxiety attacks, depression and utter fear. Eventually when the wave of emotion allowed him to breath somewhat, his mind would struggle but eventually formulate a plan. Those plans were not always wise and they usually didn't tend to be the best thought out but he was a rope that the strawberry pink haired druid used to pull himself free of the crippling emotions that threatened to submerge him once more. However something was different this time, not in a good way or in a bad way, but it was definitely different. And it wasn't just right now, it was more than that. It was an unfamiliar feeling in his chest, this weird lump that wasn't quite fear nor was it excitement. It was just there. As it stood, the druid had no goals to reach towards, nothing to move towards and yet his mind didn't seem to panic, even now looking back on the guild dissolving and Tadashi leaving him, he didn't seem to panic and that was odd. Inhaling sharply, the druid looked up at his new friend, a nervous expression on his face. "I..." He paused as he took in the gentle expression on Jacoben's face, it seemed to ease the feeling in his chest somewhat, allowing him to take a deep breath. "I don't know. I feel strange, normally I'd be in a full blown panic right now, then I'd sleep until I had a plan of action," The druid slumped back as he struggled to word his thoughts. "I've always been that way," He sighed once more. "I don't know how to explain it. But when I'm not moving forwards, or feel like I'm moving towards something, no matter how stupid I feel as if death is right there in front of me. I'm not afraid of dying, I'd risk my life if the situation was worth it." Zyrune exhaled averting his eyes so not to see the fox tail's expression, even if it was comforting, he'd still feel like an idiot revealing his deepest insecurity. "But it's the moment after that scares me. A lot of people believe in a god don't they, the Irish even more that most I suppose. I grew up when Ireland wasn't as tolerant as it is today, in fact the church had an iron grip on everyone when I was young. I was told that I was going to burn in hell for eternity when I was six years old because of who I was." He gave a shaky exhale and closed his eyes as he tried to still the emotions that bubbled beneath the surface. "I guess that stuck with me. I mean I'm not sure of what I believe, or if I believe in anything, I'd like to think I do. But its the thought of no longer existing that frightens me, that void, it grips me like ice cold hands are scraping my body over and over again. And when I try to think about an after life, I worry that I'm going to be punished because of who I am." He gave a shrug of defeat as he spoke. "Only a select few people haven't tried to punish me without cause, haven't picked on me because of who I am, what I like, what I do. My sister, Tadashi and you." At this his cheeks dusted a light pink and his heart gave an uneasy feeling on top of the emotions he was already feeling. "I guess I'm terrified that if there is a deity that they will be like everyone else and punish me. It's that fear of the unknown, of not existing or being eternally punished that causes my anxiety, I struggle to get past that fear as if it's this door way I'm being pushed towards with each passing day and unless I'm making the most of my life, that door seems to be coming closer, so without a goal I panic and try to formulate a plan." Swallowing anxiously, he turned his head slightly to continue looking away. "When I woke up here, I felt that fear grip me and I had this crazy plan that I needed to reach the highest level, complete the game and then I'd return home." The druid spoke now in a small voice, feeling his body tense up under the other's gaze. "It's why I didn't have much time for you when you wanted to explore for answers I presumed I already had, it felt like you were wasting time." The druid was now staring at the floor of the messing crafting area with a regretful expression on his face. "That's why I explored, I want to learn more about this world, at first it was because I wanted to go home. But I'm not so sure I want to now. However without anything in front of me now, I can still feel that fear in my chest." He put a hand over his heart where it twisted uncomfortably. "But it isn't growing or gripping my body like normal, I feel odd. By now I should be freaking out but I feel strangely at ease, as if I don't need to worry about a plan for now, it will come when I have more time to think."

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Jacoben HP: 100% MP: 100%

"Any treasure you obtain without ever having to work for it is no treasure at all."

Jacoben listened quietly as Zyrune spoke, part of him wanted to go over and comfort the pink haired druid, but his own anxieties held him back. No doubt he would have been able to help calm the other male if he had moved over to provide physical comfort, but he couldn't help but feel that they were not nearly close enough for that sort of thing so the Foxtail was easily able to restrain any nascent urges that welled up within him. Instead he focused as best he could on the verbal reassurance that he might be able to give the other man.

"I've always thought that we could never even begin to comprehend a supreme being, our minds are too limited to understand them. Therefore every human religion is inherently flawed because it's been developed by beings that cannot understand divinity. But every major religion that has lasted long enough has had a single common component no matter how different all the other aspects are," Jacoben began haltingly, having never actually talked to anyone about such thoughts before, "and that is that you must be kind and good to others, and do no harm to others unless they have first harmed you. From the Egyptian weighing of the heart, to the Christian concept of sin, to the Buddhist idea of karma, all of these religions tell us to be good people. If all major human religions have this concept, then surely that is the fundamental law of the creator. How can such a being oppose something as good and kind as love? Regardless of who someone loves? Besides.... if it was so unnatural why would there be examples of it in nature?" here he scowled slightly, having heard several rants from distant family members on the subject that even now had the power to anger him.

"I refuse to believe that any Deity worth worshipping would decry mutual love and affection," the Foxtail's ears flicked in his mild agitation but managed to restrain himself from going on when there were other concerns to address and his purpose was not to debate Zyrune on matters of theology but rather to help him deal with being left isolated from what had seemed to be his last pillar of support in this world. If that meant that Jac needed to become the new pillar then he was willing to do so, because nobody should be alone if he could help it. It never occurred to him to consider his hypocrisy on this matter, as if pressed he would admit that he believed himself to be unworthy of companionship.

But now was not a time for thinking of himself either, and so he began to consider a response to the rest of what the Half Alv had to say.

"If there's anything we have in this world, it seems to be time," he mused aloud, rubbing at his chin thoughtfully, "it doesn't seem like we age, nor can we die permanently. From someone who has spent an entire year here without any real plan, I can assure you it's not as bad as it might seem...." feeling somewhat uncomfortable Jacoben got to his feet and went about pouring new cups of tea for the both of them, making sure that the tea was properly heated and prepared so that he didn't have to face Zyrune's reaction to what he planned to say next. "It might seem like you've been left adrift, but I want to help you if I can... and if you'll let me. I'm not likely to be going anywhere anytime soon after all..." he added self depreciatingly, well aware that he had barely left Londinium since the Apocalypse for more than a day or two. A far cry from those adventurers seeking to explore the lands they had found themselves in.

It was definitely time for him to change his attitude, as hard as that might be for the Sorcerer he was determined to see it through. Perhaps now that he had found a chance to be happy he'd be able to look forwards and actually take the happiness rather than allow it to pass him by like so many other dreams and desires had during his short life.

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[Zyrune]

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» It was strange to think that even as he spoke and thought about the anxieties that had constantly followed him, plagued his mind, creeping about the shadows of his subconscious since he was a young child, that he wasn't merely keeping his head above he water, he was standing above it. Despite everything that had occurred, he would have thought that he would have crumpled under the pressure once more. It was hard enough to lose his reality, but to lose his sister, his only friend only to struggle in a world infused with magic constantly changing as if to spite him, throwing curves and obstacles in his path to test him. Losing Tadashi, especially in the way that it had happened had floored him. The half alv had really cared for the taller teal eyed man, their friendship had taken a long time to fully bloom, but they had bloomed and it had taken a kiss to do it. It was a hard thing to consider that it might have been that same kiss that had caused their friendship to wither so quickly. Zyrune was no fool, nor was in inexperienced in the subject of love and relationships. He understood that sometimes certain relationships didn't work out, but more often than not, the people involved usually turned out to be incompatible and it confused him as he and the lander had been compatible previous to the romance that they had both chosen to embark on. Not only that but the introduction of the fox tail as Tadashi's new love, would have been more than enough to knock the strawberry pink druid over and yet he had managed to stay standing, even if it was rather shaky. He had poured himself into his craft, into his guild and tried his best to shift his focus, to let what had happened go on around him without affecting him as much as he could manage and then the final blow as if the world itself was trying to pull the ground from beneath him in order to watch him fall as his guild disbanded and yet he was still standing and not only that, but staring into the large sparkling dual coloured eyes of his ex lovers lover and possible new best friend. The world was surely testing him and yet instead of feeling hopeless or angry as per usual, as he watched the angelic face of his companion, he couldn't help but feel his body relax, as if he should feel safe, feel at home and despite being unable to pin point exactly what it was about the fox tail that made him feel like that, he couldn't help but lean with his entire being in the fox tail's direction, he needed that feeling, now more than ever. "Time," The druid seemed to repeat in a disbelieving voice, as if the truth had been just highlighted before him, as if all this time he had been seeing things through fog and mist and now everything was clear. "I have time," Zyrune blinked, as his mind opened and everything seemed to fall away. It was strange how he had been assuming and thinking and formed this idea of the world that now stood around him as some sort of punishment, as a way of further throwing him under a bus and he had tried his best to roll with the punches and rise despite the rather alarming number of times he had fallen and yet all this time, he could have been looking at it an entirely different way. Before he had been scared, scared of the future held for him, scared that if he didn't act now, he'd wake up one day in the future with a life around him full of regrets and empty promises that he had made to himself, too late to change anything, too late to act, but just enough time to wait for the endless that void that seemed to haunt his dreams. When the catastrophe had struck, he had taken that mentality with him, as if being stuck in this world was somehow speeding up the process, as if the longer he spent within the world of magic, the sooner he would awake in a world he would regret. And yet the fox tail seemed to have wiped all that away with a few simple words and the druid was sure the sorcerer was unaware of the affect of his words as he awkwardly poured some tea. Maybe it wasn't some catastrophe that swept him up to punish him, but rather some divine intervention. Before he had feared dying, feared how fast time seemed to pass him by, feared how little he understood, how little was within his control, but here within this brand new world full of magic and mystery that was no longer relevant. Here he was immortal, death no longer held him tight, he had as much time as he could ever want to figure things out, time to consider, time to learn, time to act and think, that was coupled by the fact that time within this universe seemed to pass faster than that back home, so even if he was still tied to his mortal self, the druid still had more time than ever before and for the first time since entering the sorcerers crafting hub, he felt his chest fill with this light air, his mouth curled upwards and he could feel the pressure fall away, as if the locks that had held him in place up until now had been lifted, he was free, free to choose where to go, what to do and he had as much time as he could ever want to make those choices. In an instant the druid had jumped from his place, wrapped his arms around the fox tail with such joy that he just couldn't contain. Before he realized it, a kiss had been exchanged, not a romantic one or a kiss between lovers, but a kiss of pure relief, a kiss of thanks, however it had happened in the spur of the moment and much of it had been instinct that the exchange hadn't fully registered in the druid's mind just yet. With a grin, the druid held the fox tail by the shoulders and smiled back at him. "You are magic, you know that. I have time, I can't die, I have magic, I have fancy colorful clothes, a world to explore and before today all I saw was the obstacles I faced and not the freedom I've been holding this entire time." The druid couldn't contain his joy.

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Jacoben HP: 100% MP: 100%

"Any treasure you obtain without ever having to work for it is no treasure at all."

So unexpected was Zyrune's reaction that Jacoben barely had time to realise the larger male was out of his seat before he was swept up into the Half-Alvs arms and squeezed tightly. Blinking slightly in shock he was further startled by the (admittedly chaste) kiss bestowed upon him by the suddenly exuberant Druid. This naturally froze the Foxtail's thinking processes, the silver haired youth's eyes widening as a blush spread up from his throat and covered his face in deep crimson. He could tell that the kiss wasn't intended as a romantic gesture, and if it had it would have caused his brain to fry trying to comprehend it, but it still left him flustered and uncertain in the presence of the pink haired man.

"Um.... I.... well..." coughing to clear his throat the Sorcerer tidied up the teacups and pot, hurrying over to the bin to empty out the tea leaves and prepare a new pot just in case they needed it and to give him a chance to calm down after the unexpected display of affection he had received. Adding in the right amount of leaves and water before putting the pot over a small woodfire, Jacoben had enough time to regain his focus and return his attention to the suddenly much more cheerful druid.

"I'm glad that I could have been some help to you," he remarked softly, turning away from the fire to look at Zyrune carefully. He wasn't sure just how natural this sudden shift in mood was, so he wanted to make sure that the Druid was actually feeling better and not becoming hysterical. Deciding after a little bit that he was actually more confident now Jacoben sat back down and took a sip of his tea, allowing the warm beverage to fill his body with its heat. He was sure his great uncle would have decried him for turning English due to the amount of tea he consumed nowadays but it was a comfort to him in what had been, and still was, a very difficult time.

Pondering for a few moments the Foxtail came to a decision, "You're welcome to stay with me for a while so you can have time to decide what you're going to do next," Jac offered earnestly, figuring that Zyrune probably wouldn't want to be alone for the time being considering everything that had happened thus far. The Sorcerer knew that he'd likely spiral into a state of sadness if he were left alone after he had suffered the number of setbacks that the Half-Alv had experienced recently. That aside, Jac also wanted to keep an eye on Zyrune to make sure that he was actually ok, he'd be worried if he just let the other man leave after this discussion.

He was still a little confused about the kiss, the unexpected display of affection lingering in his mind as something that shouldn't have happened.. and more important something he really shouldn't have liked as much as he actually had. That was a more uncomfortable thought than the fact that the kiss had happened at all... he decided then and there not to bring it up with Tadashi, it was just asking for trouble if he did.

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