[R'Lamiza]

Lami strode through the Lavender Beds towards a familiar manor, A scowl on her face and a few choice words in mind for her loving elder brother. Bursting into the manor she'd shout.“OI. ZIAKE GET OUT HERE.” Folding her arms over her chest tapping an impatient finger on her arm. Wearing her usual long coat and trousers and boots. Looking around for any sign of her brothers presence.“We need ta talk! Now!” She'd add after only a few moments of Silence striding down towards the main stairwell looking above for her target. Her scowl growing deeper each moment. Sighing to herself regardless of how quickly he would respond.

[F'loki]

F’loki was actually eating soup at the dining area when she burst in, and turned around in his seat while slurping away at his spoon.

“Got a pebble in your boot?”

[R'Lamiza]

Lami scowled as she stalked over.“So. Seems ya finally had a full on talk with that lovely lass of yers, Huh? Sumthin' 'bout callin' yerself a monster and bein' “Made” er sum shite.”

[F'loki]

“Loose lips make news travel fast I see. What’s your point?”

[R'Lamiza]

“I am confused. Then, The way she werded it has me doubtin' what I know. And yes. She does seem ta spew it soon as she hears it. So that is good ta know…I just wanna know.” She'd make her way around the table and sit.“Ya still are me brother in there. Right? Er is Antares all there is now?”

[F'loki]

“What’s the difference really?”

“Does it need to be one of the other? Is our sister still our sister? Or is she an imperial horror now because of what they did to her? Would you even be able to ask her that question? Do you think she could answer?”

He swallowed down some more soup.

“Or better yet, would you even want to make the distinction in the first place?”

[R'Lamiza]

Slammed her fist into the Table. “I'm not asking 'bout R'asha right now. And Ya know damn well as I that while she might have lost her body. But her mind is still her own. That's where the difference lay.” She grew more and more discontent.“That can't be said fer ya. Antares and Ziake…Me brother might share a body but are different people. What the seven hells is goin' on.”

[F'loki]

“Tell me what’s different about my mind then. I’ll also remind you that for supposedly still having her own mind, R’asha is the one who volunteered my flesh for this change you’re so worried about. I’d say involving her is more than appropriate.”

[R'Lamiza]

“Why. What in the seven hells went on. And I have no idea. I'm only askin' ya fer what the hell ya told her ta get her so fuckin' riled up she'd swing a damn sword at me…Though I was under the impression this all happened cause I went with ya ta fight R'asha that day.”

[F'loki]

“I don’t know what she told you, and I’m only just now hearing about her swinging a sword at you. Tell me more about that.”

[R'Lamiza]

Lami scowled.”She’s pissed I did t say anything’ ta her before she found out from ya. Which is what she wanted. But that’s not what I’m really worried about. She does it again it will be more then what she got.” Placing her elbow on the table and then her chin in her palm.”Just tell me a simple yes er no. The details er not exactly what I’m after. I always figured Antares was apart of ya. But I’m hopin’ he’s not all of ya…”

[F'loki]

“Right…”

He tossed his bowl with a clatter onto the table and stared into Lami’s eyes, his own turning white.

“No. Your brother is dead. All these names I have mean nothing, and I’m just a dead man refusing to stay in the grave. A monster, just like you fear. Happy now?”

[R'Lamiza]

Lami didn’t seem to even twitch. Seeing was all she needed or at least what she thought before the idea bounced into her head.”Then, details of it all besides. Why? Why keep wearing his name like a skin? And do ya even give a fuck about me… er me siblings at all? Yer creation is more then likely sumthin’ far above me ability to fathom so I’m not gonna pretend I give a shite. ‘Bout that bit at least… and do the other two share yer… condition…R’asha volunteering F’loki fer this seems… outta character so ya might not be wron’ on many accounts…”

[F'loki]

“Gods you’re dumb. Look, I just don’t feel like it anymore alright!? I’m just really damn tired of all this fucking….failure.”

“Ziake couldn’t protect his family. He couldn’t hold onto what he cared about—he couldn’t even bring his own sister back from the brink. F’Loki found his sisters, but they it was too late, and didn’t matter. He was too weak to help when it really counted either. A cursed sword—reeeeaally thinking constantly as hard as possible how to make things right and keep everyone safe? Useless.

“And Antares? All this strength, all this power and I thought I could finally make things right. Antares is still Ziake deep down. Do you know how it *feels* to be constantly connected to your sister—the sister you agonized and struggled for years to care for, the sister you would have sacrificed everything to see whole again—only for her to refuse to even communicate with you? To have your own sister sacrifice you for the purpose of bringing another back? Or to have your own fucking dumb ass sister come to you all fired up asking you to your face while she looks you over if you’re even her godsdamned brother in the first place!?”

He leaned back on the table and stared at the ceiling.

“Antares can’t even keep the girl. I told the truth, really put myself out there you know? I….I think I was really happy for a while. Then I give her space yeah, cause its a lot to take in being with a freak…and she attacks the only family that WILL talk to me. Pure perfection.”

The corners of his eyes seem to water a bit, but the piercing white glow in his eyes return. In a blink, he grabs Lami by the throat and pushes her against the table.

“So I’m sick of all of them. I’m just a dead man. Go on then.”

He nudges his chin towards her arms.

“Use those fancy toys of yours to get rid of the imposter. My hearts in the same place, all you need to do is gouge it out. Give Ziake his long overdue burial.”

[R'Lamiza]

Lami would force herself out of his grip, And slap him with all her might across the face.“Fuck. You. Just…Fuck you.”

She said as she could only say it, her charming Limsan Accent was no where to be found.“How the FUCK am I suppose to know any of that? How was I supposed to know R'asha did that? How was I supposed to know what is really going on inside your head? huh? Tell me. I wasn't told ANY of this. Or am I held to this lofty standards? Why are you so insistent on shoving me away? Is it because I am not R'esha? Huh!? Would you prefer I fucked off too so you can sulk about that as well? WELL I WILL TELL YOU FUCKING THIS THEN.” She'd stand up and slam her fist into the table.“STOP PLAYING MINDGAMES WITH ME. I DON'T CARE TO PLAY THEM AND YOU KNOW DAMN WELL TO JUST…TELL ME. WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO MAKE THESE THINGS SO DIFFICULT? HUH!? WHY THE FUCK DO I GET TO BE THE ONE YOU SHOVE ALL OF YOUR SELF HATE ON? YOU THINK I HAVN'T FAILED?!”

She was screaming at the top of her lungs now. Still absent an accent and her voice changed drastically as her voice razed in octaves until it was almost a screech“YOUR NOT DEAD TO ME DAMNIT.” Slamming her fists into the table enough to shatter the wood.“So STOP. I don't want to lose my brother…Why does everyone I give a fuck about want to leave me?” And now she started to sob slowly sinking down.“She said she loved you still you know…“Now her voice sounded horse and rough around the edges. As tears trailed down her cheek.”Even as she took her swing she said that. Do you plan to just…up and leave her too? Talk to me like an idiot. Fine. Just…let me in.”

Slowly shoving herself up.“If you won't fine. I'll just become the monster, Then we will be the same. I'm already halfway there anyways…” Her eyes shifting into black pits.“See? I can play mind games too.” Sniffling as she spoke. Clenching her fists till she drew blood. Trying not to let herself break down again.“Who the fuck cares if you've failed? If anyone failed me it was R'asha anyways for just leaving me there all alone on that damned ship. Maybe things would have been different then…”

[F'loki]

He sighed.

“Or we can stop assigning blame to each other and just let it go. It never goes anywhere anyway. Deciding who to be mad at and when. Besides, YOU came in here full of piss and fire not me. I dunno what you wanna hear, and like you I can’t decipher your thick skull.”

[R'Lamiza]

Lami glared at him.”It’s not as if I haven’t been upfront since the beginning. I just want my brother around. And why wouldn’t I? Someone that claims to be my brothers lover goes out right to call him a monster. Yet again that entire conversation changed my opinion of her at rather break neck speeds but that’s not really the point of right now.”

Scooting down the table away from her finely made hole.” Tell me how it all went down. I wasn’t aware R’asha did those things. Hell I haven’t seen her since the fight or R’esha at all so how am I supposed to feel?”

Sighing as she laid her head on her open palm finally cleaning up her tears”Oh and if you intend on purposefully dying expect me to be right on your tail. Since it appears my sisters care nothing about me.”

[F'loki]

“I’m not telling you shit about that, cause I don’t even have the full story and no one needs you going off like a firecracker just cause of how you feel that moment.”

[R'Lamiza]

“I do have some self control you know. It’s not as if I’m going to go on some murder frenzy the moment I get upset. This whole I started talking first bit just now should prove that. Screaming and tears aside. How am I supposed to know how to react to seeing my sisters? Should they be regarded as dangerous? Should I be cautious? So far your the only damn family that I have that will even talk to me. So the feelings mutual. And you should be happy! Anyone else swinging a blade at me like your love did would be in a hole by now.”

She folded her arms over her chest huffing abit.

[F'loki]

“They are your sisters. Whatever they did to me has nothing to do with you, alright? You don’t need all these little bits and pieces and bobs BECAUSE it serves no purpose but to piss you off, or have you act like a little arsehat. When you see them—WHEN, not if—your first idea should be to hug em and forget those long years apart. I don’t care if they burn down a damn city, or desecrate the dead….All you need to care about is that they are there. Is that not how we brought R’asha home the first time?”

“Or do you think your little sister is going to open you like a can?”

“Their problems with me are just that—with me. I’ll deal with that, alright?”

[R'Lamiza]

Lami couldn’t help but look at her brother sadly.”Fine.” She said stiffly after awhile.”I…Nevermind.” She slowly slunk down.”Things always have to be complicated don’t they?” She said as he chin rested on the table..

“If it’s so certain to happen then… why hasn’t it? How can you be so sure they don’t hate me on principle? It’s not as if I’m innocent of anything… do I even deserve for them not too?”

[F'loki]

“Things don’t have to be complicated, THATS an invention of people getting too lost in words. I can be certain cause we’re family. What else do we really need to be certain?”

[R'Lamiza]

All lami did was glare at him for awhile. “Fine. Are you gonna go yell at A'erina?” She'd say having exhausted herself with yelling.“Cause if ya do. Go easy on her. I shoulda told her off but I was…preoccupied with my whole misconception of how she worded things…”

[F'loki]

“Still worrying about other people’s problems even now. You’re like a beast with a bone.”

[R'Lamiza]

Lami continued her glare but she said nothing for awhile.”I’m sorry….” she said simply after a long time of contemplating if she even wanted to apologize to her thick skulled brother.

[F'loki]

“Don’t say sorry just admit you love me, stop looking for things to be mad at and give me a damn hug. Hugs actually can make things better you know.”

[R'Lamiza]

Lami pouted abit more before shooting up.”Right.” She said as she stalked around the table and opened her arms.”I’m not doing one of those awkward sitting hugs. So… let me hug you.” This sort of thing not exactly being her strongest suit anymore. But she did look quite genuine in wanting to give her brother a hug even if she was acting rather stubborn.

[F'loki]

He sighed a bit, before moving in to hug her.

“Now all that’s done, wanna go fishing or something?”

[R'Lamiza]

Lami gave him a tight squeeze and a few small nods. “Sure.” She said simply as she finally released him.

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