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Velvet, [ he can hear the way her blood boils, the sirens all but blaring at the mere mention of the title itself still living on after all the mess with artorius was concluded. ] Promise me you won't do anything reckless.

[Glowers back at him. SHE AIN"T PROMISING ANYTHING]

I just want to talk.

[........so she can decide if she needs to murder]

[ ezien exhales heavily, head dropping and shaking his head. ]

As long as all you want to do is talk... [ he should probably warm sorey, shouldn't he? that there is a velvet-sized missile heading in his direction. ] His name is Sorey. He is nothing like Artorius, I was ready to write him off before I even met him but...

Velvet, Zaveid put his trust in enough to not only enter a pack with him but he gave Sorey Siegfried as well. [ it should count for something, it counted for eizen at least. ]

[Maybe it would count for something, if she was in a more rational state of mind. But when it comes to Shepherds...well. she's anything but rational.

He's nothing like Artorius? How can they be sure? Artorius was so good at faking, they're all such-]

I'll judge for myself.

[And with that, because she KNOWS Eizen would try to stop her, she's pulling out her phone and walking to the bathroom to barricade herself in. ITS JUST ME AND YOU SHEPHERD]

Velvet!

[ shit. eizen gets up almost immediately, but he's too slow to stop her from reaching the bathroom and barricading herself inside it. ]

Velvet!

[ DON'T YOU DARE DO IT, VELVET. ]

[SHE'S DOING IT EIZEN. YOU CAN'T STOP THE LORD OF CALAMITY.

Enjoy hearing her call up the shepherd through the door]

[ it's only once it grows quiet that eizen tries the bathroom door again, knocking against the back of his knuckles against it. ]

Velvet? [ honestly, that whole thing? it couldn't gone better but it could have also gone considerably worse. ]

[There's a long pause before she finally opens the door. She's rubbing her forehead.

She could address what just happened, but rather than do that? ]

...Tell me you didn't drink all the alcohol while I was in there.

What kind of friend would I be if I did that?

[ he turns on his heel and moves back to where he left the bottle of whiskey, grabbing the entire thing from the table, and holds it out to her. she may not be able to taste it but when has anyone needed taste in order to drink themselves stupid? if that's what she needs right now then eizen will provide. ]

Just do me a favor, sit your ass down before you start going to town. I wouldn't want you falling over and hitting your head.

[She gives a light scoff as she grabs the bottle]

Yes, mother.

[It's a tease, but she will actually plop down on her armchair before taking a swig straight from the bottle. ]

Sorey really should change his title.

[ eizen simply grins, watching her plop herself down on her armchair. he grabs his own discarded drink and settles on the couch, bringing it up to his lips and sparing velvet an almost incredulous look. ]

And what do you suggest he change it to?

I don't know, to literally anything else?

[another swig of the bottle!]

They changed "Malak" to "Seraph", so why not?

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Because it wouldn't hold the same weight. [ he gives her a look as if the answer is obvious. ] Those who held issue to the title were long since dead, all the people of Midgard would remember is the hope the title of Shephred gave them. Although the title means nothing here, so it hardly matters.

[ velvet, you're the only person with the problem. ]

That was likely due to a change in language over a thousand years, Velvet. I doubt someone woke up one morning and decided to stop calling themselves malakhim and instead call themselves seraphim.

[She in return gives another annoyed sound as she takes a swig of the bottle again. Eizen has a good point but it still!! annoys her!!!

But then at his second point, she gives a flat look back.]

...I'm calling bullshit. Can't Malakim live over a thousand years? One of you could've easily done what you just described.

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[ don't give him a look, velvet. he's right and you know he is right. ]

I doubt it, but it isn't like I spent the remaining years of my life hanging around other malaks. [ well... that isn't exactly true. ] Maybe someone did wake up and decide to change the name, give themselves a fresh start after all those years under the Abbey's thumb.

Could happen.

[She's just saying!!!! At least she has this one point. One point against a bunch of losses tonight. God. ]

So, you decided to trust them.

Uh huh.

[ fine, he'll give her that point. may it act as a balm against all the losses she has suffered tonight.

eizen exhales, fingers curling tightly around his glass, finding a random spot in the room to focus on instead of velvet. ]

I know a dishonest person from an honest one, all those years upon Aifread's ship, all these years with the Order. I like to think I'm a pretty good judge of character. [ after all, he trusted velvet didn't he? took up her cause regardless of the fact it aligned so perfectly with his own back then. ] There was no dishonesty in them, no matter how hard I looked. They practically stood there with their throats bared, ready to be torn out at a moment's notice.

[ the drink he takes is slow and he takes a moment to almost, steel himself. ]

I decided to trust in my sister, in Zaveid. I don't believe Sorey lied about them placing their trust in him, and if they decided to trust him... I'm sure to come to as well.

[Velvet's quiet, leaning forward in her chair. She's not really moved by Zaveid's choice to trust in them, but she is more inclined to listen to Eizen's personal thoughts. Not to mention if Eizen's sister was anything like him... Velvet can't imagine her being duped easily.

She keeps going over the conversation in her mind]

...He got angry about Mikleo not being treated like a person. Genuinely angry, I could tell.

Arthur never would've done that. [Showed anger, or insisted on treating Malak the same] Even Eleanor struggled with that at first.

[Which...that's pretty solid evidence they're not dealing with someone who follows the Abbey...or anything close to it. ]

[ he glances back at her, his grip on his glass loosening just enough to no longer tempt the fates into shattering it in his hand. ]

Aye, I could hear it. [ he had also given eizen the impression he wasn't the kind of person who got angry easily, so to hear that change in his tone was a surprise. ] You're right, it says a lot about his character.

[ another drink and eizen makes a face, the glass almost empty. ]

I don't think we have anything to worry about, not from him.

[She sighs and sinks back into her chair]

Yeah, probably not.

[She sounds so unhappy about it. It would've been easier if she had to fight those two. But now?

Ugghhhhh she's gonna have to apologize and that suuuuucks.]

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