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[cryopathy]

kiera canorus aurelius

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weasel's note: kiera's handwriting is a neat, flowing script somewhere between print and cursive.

they can most often be found at the barn, either tending to animals or in the attached stablemaster's quarters, or at the watchtower bar, either as a patron or occasionally tending bar.

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[aneikonic]

[ He will definitely let her take all of them, smirking a little and making sure Kiera can't see him spoiling their horse a little. And when Pintos ate all she can, he will rub her nose again gently, looking back to Kiera with a soft sigh. ]

I hope so. It's been blessed by the guardians, Joshua and myself have offered energy to it, and I felt it right the third should be you.

[ He picks up the brush again to gently go back to Pintos mane, frowning a little thoughtfully as he does. ]

It's... something, at any rate. If it doesn't work, I'll think of something else.

[ There's determination in his voice. Ambrosia makes a deep raptor like noise and moves to settle herself back down again. Right onto some Tomas chicks, spreading her wings to make sure they're all covered. Clive answers her with an amused: ]

It's in another world, I can't.

[ The most chicken grunt ever. ]

[cryopathy]

[please. as if kiera spoiling her ass isn't the entire reason she's such a brat.

kiera turns the stone over in their hands, contemplating. she very nearly says aloud that if it backfires and hurts him, she'll kill all of them, including herself. ultimately decides that's a bad idea and in poor humor, given that she would take the threat too seriously if clive said something similar.

as she summons a tiny whirlwind of snow over the crystal, she glances to Clive once more.]

What can't you do?

[aneikonic]

Kill the Phoenix.

[ His expression is a humorless little smirk, before he finally backs away from Pinto to join Kiera again, the smirk fading away. ]

As much as I'm a God killer, if there's no actual God to fight...

[ A half shrug with his shoulder, watching her summon the snow. That makes him smile a little more relaxedly. It's not unlike Jill with Shiva. Small and precise, something he can't do. ]

[cryopathy]

[the chill over kiera's hand spreads to their heart for just one moment. they recall a time last year, an argument with luca in which he shared that his goal was that very same -- to kill the beast. kiera knows it tortures him, of course they know, but that doesn't mean they're willing to just let luca potentially kill himself in the process of removing it.

they stare deeply into the stone, their hand shaking once before they force it still once more.]

I must admit, I'm relieved you're unable to access it. Luca is tied intrinsically to the Beast. Killing it may very well kill him.

[aneikonic]

I was hoping it wasn't the case with your brother. My brother is the Phoenix. Killing the Phoenix would kill him. But from the sounds of it, Luca was blessed.

[ He sighs on 'blessed', the tone saying 'cursed'. He leans himself against a pole of the barn, studying the other animals in their stalls. Ambrosia warbles and coos nonsense to the chicks, and his eyes land on the cow. The hells is that. ]

I'm more than willing to find a way to 'untie' them, however, before finding a way to kill it. I would never hurt Luca.

[cryopathy]

[the cow makes eye contact. does clive want to go? she's very clearly beiwe-themed, the same horn-halo and all. she's up for a tussle. try her. she dares him.]

I'm inclined to believe it wouldn't be such an issue with the other Beasts. There are those Blessed by the Wolf, the Fox... the Butterfly. Each of them are many. Luca, being the Phoenix's only heir... [kiera, and even luca, has no true way of knowing what would happen, if they were to kill it. but kiera isn't willing to risk it.

they glance to ambrosia, to pinto, to clive. following a discussion that seemed very difficult for them, the smile on their lips is surprisingly tender.]

I can tell. You're very gentle with him. [he needs that, she doesn't say, but the sentiment is clear.]

[aneikonic]

[ .... He getting a very strong feeling that animal is challenging him to a fight. Does he- does he honor it? Is it? It looks like Beiwes pet. He focuses on Kiera instead, though he keeps the animal in the corner of his eye.

And he nods to show he understands. ]

It may have tied him more thoroughly than others might have tied theirs. It's a risk and you don't want to find out the hard way.

[ The smile and 'very gentle' makes him huff softly and turn a little red. ]

It's easy to be, with him.

[ And not because Luca is fragile or anything like that. ]

Thank you, Kiera.

[cryopathy]

[if kiera thinks anything of clive's slight fluster, they don't speak of it. even if they themself find the concept of romance a bit... icky, they haven't seen luca in such decent spirits since they were children. maybe he isn't doing great, but it's a hell of an improvement from the man who returned to her over a year ago, now. she can't bring herself to harass clive too much, when he's done so much for them.

she steps closer, to offer the gem back to him.]

Was that all I needed to do?

[aneikonic]

It was.

[ After taking the gem back and tucking it away into his pouch, he reaches out again to clasp her hand. A warm, firm squeeze, his expression soft.

... Actually as way of thanks, he glances towards Ambrosia, then to Kiera.

Tilts his head inquisitively. Want to ride her? ]