Chiron & Fiore; catch-all

[cheir]

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[horsepowered]

It's a very different way to look at the world, the perspective magi have. [He doesn't try to lighten the mood, especially because it seems like death is actually better than talking about magi at the moment.]

And it developed out of good reason, that much I do know. The question shall always remain where does one go from the point they're at. Yours is so very wide open now.

[cheir]

It feels a little too open...

I imagine at some point I'll need to relocate, too. No one will be willing to understand my stance just yet.

[horsepowered]

[Well that gets a frown out of Chiron, and he tilts his head.]

You're sure that will be demanded of you? Why?

[cheir]

The head of a clan, someone talented and able, willingly passing over the Magic Crest to a less superior member? [ Fiore recites this rather flatly. ]

It's the utmost act of betrayal-- not just to the Forvedge family, but to the Yggdmillenia clans around the world. The majority are based in Europe, so while I'm here, I'm sure they'll be seeking my death soon enough.

[ Caules, at least, would be safe, and she's grateful for that. ]

[horsepowered]

Are you sure that you'll be the only target, if they are so ruthless?

[It's a question of real concern. Magi don't seem the type to go after only one target, not in a situation like this. Chiron's lips thin, quirking into a small frown at realizing that this was all done on his suggestion and with his medical skills.]

Or will they even care?

[cheir]

There was a reason I didn't involve Uncle Gordes in the ritual; he won't be harmed. They can't target Caules, because he's the only bearer of the Magic Crest now, and the only remaining hope for the Forvedge family, to say nothing of the Yggdmillennia.

[ Fiore slumps a little, legs once again too weak to properly support her in her kneel, but her chin stays up. ]

So yes, I'm certain.

[horsepowered]

[Chiron inches over. He's certain that it isn't an elegant movement, there's too darn much of him for that. What he is sure of is that Fiore's legs need a break now, and so he settles perpendicular to her.]

Untuck your legs from yourself and lean back. I'll help if you need a set of hands for assistance.

[But then it is back to the more serious matters.]

Then where do you intend to move?

[cheir]

[ Fiore smiles ruefully, resting her palms on the ground to brace herself and ease her legs out from under her. Chiron is a welcome, solid weight when she leans back. ]

I was actually thinking about the United States. We don't have any clan members there, and due to the lack of leylines there, it's not an ideal place for them to go. No strong magus would consider it anytime soon.

[horsepowered]

[Chiron: Servant, teacher, actual sofa.]

Mm. That'd allow you to build up your own spaces of power then, wouldn't it? And my understanding is that there are plenty of places in America for one to learn as well, thus enabling you to pursue whatever you decide to chase after.

[cheir]

[ He is the best sofa and she loves him. ]

It's true, on both accounts. [ Fiore musters a smile, tipping her head back slightly. ]

I'd be parting from my brother, but he already told me I'd get over my loneliness in no time. He's as abrupt as ever...

[horsepowered]

[Horse sofa: comes complete with barnyard smell and beefy centaur arms.]

Parting only in distance. Somehow, I suspect you both will put in every effort to speak to each other once or twice a day, at the very least.

[That's said with true warmth in Chiron's voice. He has seen so many siblings. Their fights. These two? They're good to each other.]

[cheir]

[ Beefy centaur arms are the best, if only she could have been held by the beefy centaur arms more--!! ]

... I did promise to learn how to use a computer... and master the phone a little better.

[ Yeah, they're absolutely going to stay in touch. ]

[horsepowered]

[ASK AND YE SHALL RECEIVE.]

The smart ones, that I believe let you broadcast your face in real time?

[What this actually means that all of the El-Melloi II classroom will be ambushing Caules during these conversations.]

[cheir]

Yes... I can't promise I'll be any good at it, but I'll do my best to try.

[ At least she'll get to meet all of Caules' interesting friends!! ]

[horsepowered]

If you had any on hand, I'd be more than willing to help you test.

[Interesting is a very polite way of describing Flat.]

[cheir]

There is one, but... you're certain?

[ a computer-using centaur... what a world. ]

[horsepowered]

I am. After all, I am summoned with additional understanding of the day's technology, am I not? That would be a shame not to take advantage of, from where I sit.

[He's maybe smiling. Just a hair.]

[cheir]

[ ... She can't help but smile, too. ]

Sometimes I envy that ability. It seems you might be the one teaching me yet again.

[horsepowered]

Don't hedge too many bets. I have an overall understanding. That doesn't mean I won't be fumbling as well.

[When you give a horse an iPhone, he's probably going to ask for the instructions just in case...]

[cheir]

Then we'll be a perfectly matched pair yet again.

[ And she's okay with that, too. They're doing great. ]

[horsepowered]

I expect that this will remain a hard and fast truth. [Chiron pauses, then lets out a soft, delighted noise.] Summon me in old age, and we'll still prove that point I suspect.

[Which is a sort of command, in and of itself. Live a long life. However you must.]

Shall we go then?

[cheir]

[ She understands the implication, but she still releases a soft, embarrassed noise of her own as she shifts. ]

I don't doubt that, but I'm not entirely sure I want you to see me when I'm elderly.

But I'm ready when you are.

[horsepowered]

You may not want that, but it's important to me all the same.

[Chiron offers Fiore his nearest arm. The angle for him is a little awkward, leaning back and twisting, but it'll be enough for her to steady herself. Climbing back onto horses, even under normal circumstances, is hardly ever an easy or elegant motion.]

[cheir]

... Chiron, that's just unfair.

[ But she grasps his arm, using the last bit of strength in her legs to get them out and underneath her long enough to pull herself onto his back.

Maybe one day she'll be better at this. ]

[horsepowered]

Is it? It's unfair to say that I wish you a long and happy life?

[Look, he's had worse attempts at climbing onto his back than this Fiore. You're fine. You're fine, and once Alucard is certain of that simple fact, he rises to his feet again.]

What a very strange definition of the word.