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Started by Icarus Essair, May 30, 2018, 11:37 PM
Icarus Essair
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Warlord
10 Posts 17 Years Male 5'10'' House Essair Warlord Written by Lenara
May 30, 2018, 11:37 PM / 386 Words
The damage was done. Cygnus was going off to a friends, and one of the guards had gone to make sure that Kassandros was at least mostly okay. Icarus really couldn't believe his brother said that, and then of course he could, because Cygnus was terrible at thinking things through. He always had been, things just didn't... make sense to him, they way they did for other people. And he didn't... ever really learn that there were things that shouldn't be said, no matter what.

Icarus made his way to the main bathing room after pausing to find something to change into when he had gotten out of the water. by the time he actually made it to the bathing room, he was mostly calm. Though, of course, the slight mental exhaustion had come back, now that he'd stopped psyching himself up to deal with Cygnus.

As he had been warned, there were two others in the bath when he entered. One dark haired and one silver, well, that would at least make them easy to tell apart, twins or not. Sure, he'd eventually have figured out the smaller differences that usually existed - as a triplet, he knew all about those - but this made it unlikely that there would be any mix ups once he knew which was which. He disrobed and slid into the water in short order, though he deliberately left some space between them - the bath was plenty large enough to avoid a close press.

"Ka- er." One of the boys was speaking, the dark haired one it seemed.

"Icarus." He supplied mildly. "One of the triplets. Kassandros and Cygnus are the other two." Yes. "Cygnus and I were on military tour." Explaining why they hadn't met yet.

Oh. Andreas filed the name away for the moment. "I'm Andreas." Kassandros had not mentioned siblings, so it was surprising to suddenly run into one that looked just like him, but with darker hair.

@dragonborn
This one can be ignored until you're ready, ofc.

Dimitrios
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14 Posts 16 Years Fluid 6' House Essair Slave Written by dragonborn
Courage is not the absence of fear. It is the decision there is something more important than fear.
Jun 03, 2018, 04:43 AM / 540 Words
That looked like Kassandros, but also didn't. When did his hair get darker? Not that it didn't look good, it was just jarring, expecting him to be blond, and he had kind of a golden brown tone, instead. Dimitrios, for his own, squinted a bit at him, and then decided that wasn't Kassandros. It didn't feel like the right name, if that made any sense at all, but given he was empathic, and his empathy had suddenly progressed by miles in a few short days, he supposed he'd notice this one didn't feel right. Kassandros had a twin? That'd make sense of why he understood he and Andreas' lack of wanting to be apart for very long, if nothing else, but it was odd, that he didn't mention that.

Andreas went to say Kass's name, and Dimitrios started shaking his head. Not Kassandros-he didn't know his name, but, that wasn't it. Oh, Icarus. Cygnus? Triplets. There were three. Holy shit, that'd take some getting used to. For a second, Dimitrios went a bit cross-eyed. Hey, he could do empathy practice in telling them apart, but eventually he'd be able to tell without that, because you know, twins were hardly ever exactly the same, despite others' insistence on treating them as two copies of the same person. That wasn't how that worked.

"Dimitrios," he said, waving a bit. He was going to nod, instead, but if he bent over too far, it tended to hurt. "Kass didn't mention he had siblings," let alone was a triplet, but he didn't say that. It was, perhaps, implied in his tone. "Nice to meet you, even if it is a bit confusing." Well, everything about House Essair was confusing. Why not toss in some more confusing? All things considered, though, it could be worse. It could be the bad sort of confusing, instead of oh, he's a triplet. Yeah, could be worse.

Maybe he just had lacking standards, these days. Maybe that wasn't surprising, either. But, Icarus was actually a little more open than Kassandros usually was. He may not be too bad to get to know. ... military tour, though. He tried not to frown. Only the firstborn of a house had to go; Kassandros seemed like the oldest. Cyprian was, in their house, and he'd gone, and then Nero went and never came back one day. He wasn't very generous about things like that, for probably pretty obvious reasons, so, despite looking a bit unsure about something, he didn't say anything. It wasn't his place, anyway. Their mom may have raised them as nobility, but, they did always have some vague idea of their role in life. It wasn't as hard as it could've been, figuring this out.

"Er, if you want, we can go..." back to reading books, probably, it seemed worth mentioning. He didn't say to, but. Well, Dimitrios was getting used to Kass not saying much of anything, either.

Icarus Essair
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10 Posts 17 Years Male 5'10'' House Essair Warlord Written by Lenara
Jun 06, 2018, 04:21 AM / 440 Words
"It's a pleasure to meet you both." Icarus said with a small smile and a very slight nod in both of their directions. "He didn't? Hm." Icarus shrugged. "Well, Kass is like that sometimes. Things slip his mind." He didn't take offense to it or worry too much about why he may not have shared. It had probably not been intentionally, and instead just kind of happened or something like that. "Well, I'm sure it'll be confusing for a bit, but we're easy to tell apart. Kass is the blonde one. Cygnus is the one that is basically always talking. And then there's me."

Okay so it wasn't exactly that simple, he knew that. It would take time to get the hang of which name went where and all. "But it's okay if you mix up names. No one's going to judge you." Cygnus might be slightly huffy, but he'd get over it, he always did eventually.  And honestly everyone did it occasionally. These two were new, and they hadn't even known Kassandros had siblings.

"It's nice to meet you." Andreas agreed mildly, inclining his head, but watching the other thoughtfully. It seemed odd, to Dre at least, that Kassandros wouldn't have mentioned that he had siblings. But, Icarus seemed to take it in stride, so maybe it wasn't so strange. Cygnus was basically always talking? And then Icarus. Hm. Well, filing away the information for the moment.

"You don't have to." Mildly. "I'm the one invading." To be fair... yes he was. They'd been in the bath first, he'd just decided to go through with coming back to bathe when he'd just gotten in instead of going to his room or something. And he didn't exactly mind company, these two were at least nice it seemed.

If Icarus noticed Dimitrios looking unsure, he didn't ask. "How long have you been here in Essair?" He asked instead. ... What? He was going to try and use it as a measuring stick for when, Kenleigh had fallen, exactly. He was a bit behind on news it would seem. It also seemed to be as good a place as any to try and break the ice a bit.

Icarus had no idea how successful he'd be, but it seemed like a good idea to make friendly with the new people around.

Dimitrios
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14 Posts 16 Years Fluid 6' House Essair Slave Written by dragonborn
Courage is not the absence of fear. It is the decision there is something more important than fear.
Jun 09, 2018, 03:47 AM / 422 Words
Always talking? Oh, dear. Dimitrios just nodded, very slightly, careful not to move downward too much. He might mix up their names, but, if Cygnus was so talkative, probably not. Icarus was even more talkative than Kassandros, already, he didn't tend to be one for idle conversation. Most likely, if Dimitrios had to guess, because he was a very busy person, busier than he and Andreas' father had ever been. That guy was always drunk, or getting there, it seemed like. Not that Dimitrios really cared.

Uh. Except this was technically his bathroom, not theirs? Dimitrios decided not to point that out, it seemed a silly thing to argue about, and besides, if he was anything like Kassandros, it wouldn't get him very far, anyway. Icarus didn't seem terribly formal, or difficult to talk to, at least. Maybe a bit friendlier than he was really used to. Well, cept Damian, he guessed. Damian was... an odd complexity Dimitrios didn't quite understand yet, though.

"Erm," Dimitrios glanced up at the ceiling, thinking. He wasn't actually sure. "A week? Maybe a bit over." That seemed like a long time. Well, it'd felt like a long time, too. "When I got here, Kassandros said I wasn't allowed to do anything that required walking or standing, and I'm still not." It wasn't like Dimitrios really minded being allowed to just read all day, it wasn't horribly boring or anything, it just seemed odd, given how much he'd spent getting him. None of the slaves from that brothel were particularly cheap, and buying one outright, forever, had to be rather the ridiculous number of hessions. It wasn't Dimitrios' place to question it, of course, but internally, he still did.

And now they had their mother, and Xiaodan was teaching them to control their empathy. Not that they'd had time for that, just yet. That had only happened yesterday, after all. Should he mention that? The empathy thing? It seemed like something Kassandros would've said, but, he did forget to mention he was a triplet, so maybe it would've gone unmentioned. "Uh, we're empaths, apparently," just setting that there. "Kassandros found us a teacher. ... I didn't think it'd be that easy." Admittedly, it'd taken some time, but, he'd found one in the first place.

Icarus Essair
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Warlord
10 Posts 17 Years Male 5'10'' House Essair Warlord Written by Lenara
Jun 10, 2018, 02:13 PM / 329 Words
Icarus' head leaned back against the edge of the pool, while the majority of him was submerged. For a moment, blue eyes closed and he looked rather relaxed. He was also quiet for a moment or two after Dimitrios finished. Considering what the answer told him for a moment. He seemed relaxed, mostly.

"Not too long then. I see." But a while. So some time before that when the House had fallen. Another house fallen, and it was bitter sweet because the head of house had not been very smart, but Nero hadn't been so bad. Ah, but the children, and Thetis, were here. And maybe that was better thatn it could have been at least. "Well it sounds like you must be healing." That was the only reason Icarus could think of for such restrictions to be put in place. "So no, he won't let you do much of anything until you're completely better. It's not something he'll budge on." And thus not really worth arguing.

"Yes, he is." Andreas didn't indicate what, exactly, he was healing from. Icarus would probably find out eventually, when they stood up or so. But he didn't seem to want to put it into words.

Apparently they were empaths. Well, file that in things only Kass could pull off, finding them a teacher within a week or two. A short laugh there. "Well, Kassandros tends to just... know things." Yes, he did. And the light seemed to give him just enough to do almost anything if he tried hard enough. "At least he found you a teacher though." Empathy could be nasty if left untrained.

And with Cygnus and his emotional explosions, and Icarus' own occasional temper, the house would probably be uncomfortable for them, if they didn't learn how to control it somewhat.
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