Reversed Clock ⇒ w/ catalystrose

[catalystrose]

[The hands of the clock have spun backwards... Anyone near the clock tower in the modern era may feel a strange sensation...

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It's still the same old town of Blackgale. The Blackgale Clock Tower, however, seems to shine more brightly. The town is a bit quieter with a smaller population. The air has a thinner veil of mysteriousness than before.

The year is during the late 1990's. Not so long ago, but still a shadow, a memory in itself.

Inside the tower, there is a boy with soft features and leafy green hair sitting on the stairs with a few cats keeping him company. His eyes are a similar shade of leaf green and his clothing is casual and simple. He's waiting for someone to get out of school...

It's obvious there's something odd about this boy, hair and eyes aside. The atmosphere around him feels oppressively thick with something.

He sighs and immediately jumps as the clock strikes noon. He blinks looking at the large clock hands.]

That late already? But she won't be back yet...

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Not too long after...

[catalystrose]

[After the lengthy conversation, Amelia had Briar caught up on what was to be done that evening. For now, she needed to immerse herself in some needed review so it was just him and the God of Mischief again.

Briar seems to be quite at ease with Loki, or rather, he was just at ease no matter where, when, and what. After Amelia retires to her library, Briar goes to the kitchen to make some tea]

Are you sure you don't want anything to drink...?

[allfatherissues]

[Loki's attention is wrought from the window, where his thoughts are his own (as they often are). He had remained quiet for the majority of the time up until now, but he turns his head to look in the direction of Briar's voice.]

Ever the diligent host. I suppose I may accept a drink, if you have one to offer.

[catalystrose]

[Briar takes out some of the nicer tea cups (Amelia was still collecting rare items it seems and that would include elegant cups of course) and starts making the tea]

Since you're going to leave tonight this would be our last chance to do this together. Might as well take the opportunity right?

[allfatherissues]

[Loki smiles faintly at the prospect, leaning forward in his seat and resting his elbows neatly on his knees.]

Yes, I suppose so. An opportunity wasted is a terrible thing.

[catalystrose]

I hope Amelia wasn't... harsh to you when she came home? I should have woken up sooner.

[allfatherissues]

She has something of a cool nature, but that's hardly anything that I am not already accustomed to. I would not call her harsh.

[catalystrose]

Oh! Is that so?

Do you like her then? [YEAH...]

[allfatherissues]

[He laughs slightly at the question, surprised.] Like her?

[catalystrose]

I think more people need to like her. She's kinder than she thinks.

[allfatherissues]

There is a saying here, is there not? 'Actions speak louder than words'? I believe this applies here, as well; if she were unkind, I do not believe I would be sitting here this moment.

[catalystrose]

[He tilts his head curiously]

... Is that a yes or a no?

[allfatherissues]

I believe it to be a 'yes'.

[catalystrose]

Well, she'd be happy--

[A loud cough comes from the hallway-- someone's been watching them and listening in on the conversation it seems]

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