wotanon | dreampost: even more after dark edition (IV)

. . . Ah, is that what you wanted to do?

Of course! Filial, remember?

I'm beginning to think more like whimsical.

[ but well, still opening the door ]

Then, a moment, please.

Where are you going?

I'm just getting something.

[ and in fact he's literally just turning the corner before coming back in, with

a chair ]

[oh okay]

For me? You shouldn't have.

It would be a little difficult to sleep if you're on the bed . . .

[ setting it down next to the bed though. there for angra. going to turn off the light, too ]

Aw, but I could keep you warm ♥

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. . . I can do that fine enough, thank you.

[ taking a moment to adjust his eyes to the moonlight, before he starts to navigate going back to the bed ]

Suit yourself.

[just going to flop in the chair then]

[ he has the fear of the lord in him so he's just wearing all of his clothes now. pulling the sheets back, taking a moment before getting the comforter and folding it up, setting it the nightstand. ]

In case you get cold, though—please, help yourself.

[ let's ignore the fact that servants don't get cold and he definitely knows this. climbing under the sheets now, thin as they are ]

[coward

just watching him

and listening

waiting for him to fall asleep]

[ curling up, back facing away from him—soon enough, his breathing becomes even ]

[nice

time to bring out the clawdaggers and stab]

[ whoopsie how did that black key get there

how did three black keys get there

was someone not asleep after all!!!! ]

-What happened to needing rest!

Of course, I do need rest.

[ just kinda

shifts. adjusting himself. giving him a smile ]

What happened to being filial?

It turns out that actually I'm the kinda dog that bites its owner.

Well, we really can't have that now, can we. . . I don't want to have to use a command spell, but is that what it'll take?

Seems that way!

Then, I have no choice.

[ looking—genuinely disappointed, even a little upset, but ]

This I command:

[ there's a dim glow coming from his clothes, hard to see through the black fabric: ]

Upon the end of my life, end your own life.

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Really, that's the one you're going for? You think that's gonna stop me?

If ending my life is worth ending your own—if it is worth abandoning your dream—then my life should have ended already.

[ is as much as he offers, before the black keys disappear ]

It's not like I'm getting my dream anyway. So who cares?

I will grant it.

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