[so word through the mod grapevine is akechi plans to invoke icarus and mISTAKES WERE MADE WHEN I GOOGLED HOW OVID RETOLD IT, WHAT THE FUCK, EVERYTHING HURTS
But Reyna does not know everything a mod knows so here she is, playing fetch with Aurum with a branch she broke off from a tree in the gardens. She hasn't made a wish, yet. She doesn't know if she should.
The branch hits the ground near Akechi's feet as he approaches, and the gold dog runs for the stick, then looks up at him with a bark. Reyna's gaze snaps up to him.]
[here is Akechi though, with a freshly scarred face, long before Sousei totally messes it up with bruises to try and make the scars less noticeable. they're smart]
Arellano, correct? [DOUBLE NAMES?? he uses the last one only just because he's Japanese and doesn't know better. he smiles, despite the new injuries, and bends down to pick up the stick. provided Aurum hasn't done so just yet] Are you considering making a wish?
[it'll probably be easier for him to pronounce, too, she thinks.
Aurum hasn't yet nabbed the stick, but his ruby eyes are locked on it as Akechi picks it up. If it's possible for a statue to look contemplative, it does. ...then it lets out a low growl. Might wanna throw it, dude.
She takes in the scarring on his face and her brows furrow slightly.]
[Her displeasure isn't directed at him - it's at the well, really. She crosses her arms.]
I won't force you to talk about it. But the more I hear about these wishes... [Reyna makes a face.] The more the well sounds like something out of mythology.
[Like Pandora's box, deliberately designed to pique their interest and then to punish them for doing something about it.]
Which sect of mythology? [his tone is almost wry, purposefully so, as though he's making a joke] But I suppose many different myths tell tales of someone's ambition being their ultimate downfall.
It may not be capable of granting that. Or maybe it's some kind of a message - "focus on what's in front of you." ...if what you want most has to do with something from your home, anyway.
[Reyna purses her lips.]
I wonder if it would grant a wish for something to help us take part in this war.
SCARY DRIVING WOULD FLOOR EVEN THE MANLIEST OF MEN. . .
Perhaps that is what I should have wished for instead. It would've been far more useful, in the long run. Or-- if not something to take the war apart, then a hint on how to end it.
[There are a lot of things Reyna would like to ask Akechi right about now, but honestly, she doesn't trust herself to actually ask them instead of, like, punching him. So she keeps her distance at first, gives him some time to rest and recover from his fainting spell...
But at some point in the night, he'll wake up to find Reyna standing a few feet away, arms crossed, looking displeased.]
Akechi. I know you're awake - I heard your breathing change.
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