Chiron & Fiore; catch-all

[cheir]

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[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.

[cheir]

You knew precisely that if you worded it like that, I couldn't exactly protest.

[ So unfair, and she does huff under her breath as she balances on his back. ]

[horsepowered]

Caught in the act, I'm afraid.

[And smiling smugly in spite of it. Chiron gets back to his feet carefully, and after he does so, there's a soft laugh.]

Of all the people to worry about that would judge on appearances, you'd put me in that category?

[cheir]

No, it's not that.

[ Of course it isn't that, and she reaches down to pat his side. ]

It's my own pride speaking... simply that.

[horsepowered]

Well, you know that pride was always a heel for Greeks.

[But he doesn't need to list examples.]

How often to you come to this space?

[cheir]

[ He sure doesn't need to list examples, she's well aware. ]

About once a week, if I can manage.

[ She has her reasons, after all. ]

[horsepowered]

Then whoever it is you come here for must be very special indeed.

[Chiron makes a point of not asking after their identity. It isn't his business since Fiore has chosen not to share it.]

How do you normally get here?