the_campus | MINGLE: What's that in the sky? It's a bird, it's a plane--no, it's Malik up to his usual shit.

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MINGLE: What's that in the sky? It's a bird, it's a plane--no, it's Malik up to his usual shit.

[For anybody awake mid-afternoon on the 22nd, outside or caring enough to look at their windows, they might notice a blinding light accompanied by the sudden appearance of a God.

It seems to be one hell of an escape attempt, the golden dragon's wings splayed wide as it sent forth a seemingly never ending stream of fire towards the sky. But something stopped it, an invisible wall of sorts, curling those flames back as if hitting the inside of glass dome. The great beast stops after awhile, starts again, and then disappears in the same bright flash from whence it came.

Pinpointing a location is hard, but whoever seems to have brought the creature about appears to have been at the cliff side behind the school. Of course, they were long gone by the time anybody got there... ]

((ooc: so, this is basically a reaction mingle, for anybody who's interested! since the event would be visible to anybody who cared to look. tag around with each other and so on~ Malik, Harriet, and Bakura won't be around the area anymore, but they still might tag around depending, and the odds are greater if it's a post-summoning starter, since they'll be back in the school a little while after.))

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[Henry watches him remove the armor a little confusedly, blinking a bit and listening quietly. Even if it's not exactly a nice confirmation, that someone else shares the feeling does soothe him a little... and as prisons went, this was probably better than most got.

He starts a little when Jack pulls him over, but relaxes, resting his head against the other man and closing his eyes. The warmth from Jack... the warmth from Mahad...

It almost does feel like he's a child again, being cradled after some nightmare.]

...That he does not...

[That's right... God worked in mysterious ways, tested faith in even more mysterious ones, and was not on a level a simple creation of his could comprehend. Henry's arms go around Jack lightly, the king's breathing slowing and soft.]

Thank you, Jack... for presence, comfort... and the voice of reason.

[Cradling the man in his arms, he smiles at him. Heh. It really is like being a parent, right now.

...It hurts his heart a little, that thought. If the past could not be changed... he never would get to hold that child of his again, would he? The same went if they never left here.

His arms tighten just slightly around Henry as he stares off into space.]

It's my pleasure, my dearest friend. You are not alone here... rest assured.

[Even in his state, Henry can tell that Jack's thoughts are dark as well. But of what, he wonders...? This trap?

Ah... Jack had been a revolutionary... had he experienced this before?]

You're right, after all... there is some way of leaving... and we'll find it. We'll find it... and I'll bring you back with us... even if I have to fight Satan himself...

[So tired... and so warm... Henry's eyes shut and he begins to breathe evenly, his body relaxing fully as the contact and presence ensure those nightmares are chased away for the moment.]

...

[Heh. Oh, Henry. He hopes you're right. He really does. He'll hold you as long as he needs to in order to keep those nightmares at bay.

...and while he's at it, he needs a distraction, so he'll just be reading one of those books while he holds him. Good thing he left the bag right next to the couch.]

[The dreams he has are disjointed, old memories mixed with the newer ones in a confusing mess. It's a strange, mournful feeling, not quite a nightmare, but as if pieces he needs are just out of reach.

England... his mother... the Cade family... Jack... Christopher... the Lancastrians... the Yorkists... Eleanor and Harriet... Rosenkreuz... Ryou...

Fragments of a puzzle that makes a picture he doesn't know, that fit together in a way that he doesn't understand. And yet... even mournful, it isn't unpleasant... those on the pictures are many of whom he cares for, so it just takes careful time...]

Mn...

[Henry is mostly stirred by the rather fierce growling of his stomach. Ah... that's right... he hasn't eaten anything at all since before Ra showed up...

How long has that been now? How long was he out? He shifts a little, the hold reminding him of where he is and electing a smile.]

Good morning, Jack... or is it even morning...?

[He has to pause at that, glancing down at him. Henry looks more in control than before.]

Well, everyone got an early morning wake-up call this morning courtesy of our little Egyptian idiot, so I guess so. I don't think you slept too late, though I'm impressed you slept through it.

[That is quick to dispel his relaxed state, though from the fact that there's no trembling, it seems that just airing those fears and worries were enough to loosen the grip it had on him. Ra will always frighten him, he's sure... but the brave man was the one who faced them, not lacked them.]

Ra attempted the barrier again, did he... was there any change?

Heh. Harriet went out the minute in a storm to deal with it.

[He didn't fancy being Malik... Setting his book aside, he regarded Henry with a fond look.]

No change this time. Though I'm sure he'll keep trying.

Perhaps he'll succeed. Until then, I'll be thankful that Ra's attention is the barrier, not us.

[He turns a smile to Jack, a little bit reserved but definitely stronger. Somewhat reluctantly, he shifts himself out of Jack's arms, stretching and feeling a few of his joints pop. Mmm...]

I think I might need something to eat before I pass out for a completely different reason. If it's morning, that means I've gone nearly a full day without a thing to eat or drink...

Heh. I promised you food, too, didn't I?

[Right, food. He gets up, heading over to the kitchen.]

If you're as hungry as all that, I might as well put the entire packet of bacon on.

[Henry laughs a little, lounging on the side of the couch like a lazy cat.]

That might be the wisest idea, if you want any!

Of course I do! I'm hungry too, you know. After all, I have been trapped under your sleepy backside all night.

[He teases because he cares, Henry.]

[And it makes Henry laugh.]

Who was the one who decided to cradle me, hm?

Heh... Don't blame me. I knew you wouldn't relax if I didn't make you feel at ease!

[He grins broadly.]

[That gets a more pronounced laugh, though there's definitely traces of gratefulness in it.]

Well, you were right. Even if my dreams were strange, they were hardly unpleasant.

Good. You needed an untroubled sleep. [A low laugh.] But we shouldn't do that too often. I half-expected you to start calling me 'dad'.

Hah! You certainly act like a proper father. Maybe I should.

[His voice is fond even despite the teasing. That is something they probably shouldn't make a habit of, but it helps, in this place where that king side of him had little to grasp on and the human one came out more often than not.]

I wonder what Harriet thought when she saw it.

I pretended to sleep, so I know not what she thought of it.

[The other part makes him laugh slightly, shaking his head.]

Highness... If I act like a father, that's because I am a father.

Just because you are one doesn't automatically make you a proper one, Jack.

[It's not a reprimand or anything, more just a somewhat thoughtful reply, as Henry's mind briefly wanders to that blood-father of his. Such a man...

He blows out a little air, running a hand through his head.]

When we get out of here, I would like to spend some time with your family again.

...

That father of yours was neither truly man nor father.

[Jack's voice is filled with scorn, as though reading Henry's mind.]

You would be welcome, I'm sure.

No, he wasn't.

[He isn't surprised that Jack can read his mind on this one. He wasn't exactly making any secret of it, after all, and Stanley is the only other father he's had any experience with... and that was not very much, considering when he was pulled here.

That thought makes him smile a little though, chuckling somewhat and replying teasingly again.]

I didn't overstay my welcome in Rennes, then?

I'm sure they were glad to see the back of you, if only because it meant that you'd be able to return a free man rather than an exile. [A low chuckle.]

Though after so long, I'd be surprised if they didn't consider you part of the family.

I suppose there are worse reasons to want to see the back of a man!

[It's not entirely clear what joke he's making there, but he is making one. He smiles again, a bit stronger, lacing his arms over the armrest of the couch and leaning on them.]

Does that mean I'm going to have to spend years under your mother's training, too?

Oh dear god, no. I think you had enough stress with the training from your mother, without adding ours into the mix.

[The amusement evident in his voice belies his words.]

I can't speak for your family's training, but my mother's was enough to last me through ten lifetimes.

[Shiver. Even joking, he still gets chills remembering it sometimes.]

Besides... I think I'll leave your family secret in your blood family, with those who can put it to better use than I can.

Edited 2013-11-28 00:30 (UTC)

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