Future

[ previously ]

You would not be in agreement with this job at all any more if it weren't for him.

It's silly, really: on patrols, the two of you make as many efforts as possible to weasel in each other on the routes. When the two of you are absolutely sure that no one is looking, you kiss, giddy and happy like grade-school kids.

It's as stark of a contrast as possible to the situation outside.

Outside, your relationship is to be strictly professional, that grown men such as the two of you shouldn't be as close as you are. It's strictly forbidden. Your lord and his father forbid it. The war forbids it.

The sickening souls you serve under are as disagreeable as ever.

That, in fact, is why you moonlight with the other resistance party.

The retainer from the other side, Mel, approaches you one night. You're walking alone in the darkness, and, when looking back on it, you could have died there rather easily. You were careless.

Regardless, Mel approached you that night, asking if you'd like to take matters into your own hands to end the fighting. You hesitate, but when you see one of your coworkers on the side, you accept.

You need to stop this fighting. You've got nothing to do with the conflict, but it's ruining things, it's ruining you, it's ruining him.

You don't tell him about it, however. The walls are as thin as paper, and you can fold a crane with them without his help.

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"It's perfectly acceptable in Earth clans to want to cut oneself away from their ancestors, despite the prevailing respect for their ancestors. Cutting oneself away from their family signifies a desire to forge a new legacy separate from their previous one, potentially to signal a drastic change in personality.

An honest dragon from a long line of thieves might do this, for example."

Bought: 15 June 16
Cherub: 18 June 16
Glimmer: 19 Sep 16
Facet: ?? ??? 16