Oh, hey— Uh. Nowhere, actually. [ He grins a little to himself. This sounds kinda serious, but since when does Achilles sound anything but serious? ] I'm outside. In the courtyard, d'you want me to come in?
[ But he feels the smile in his heart, and that's what matters... ]
Okay, see you!
[ And when Achilles makes his way to the courtyard, Sigma's switched from sprawling out on one of the benches in the sun to sitting up attentively. Catching sight of the older man, he hops up and waves him over. ]
[Achilles has gathered around him his usual mantle of seriousness. Such was the sort of teacher he was too, so rarely letting slip a smile as he put Sigma through his rigorous lessons, imprinting upon him the importance of honing the arts of war. Where during lessons there glints a keen intensity, however, at present there is instead a softer solemnity, something almost wistful.]
I shall "cut to the pursuit," so to speak. [Here is one of the many slips of slang he picked up while in Woodhurst, but he has not got it quite right.] I wished to see you, Sigma, for today shall be my last among this crew. In the morning I go to Troy once more, upon which windy plains I have seized glory from the bloody jaws of war, and hence Fate shall there seize me. Such is how it must be.
[ The turn of phrase gets a bit of a chuckle; it's always endearing whenever Achilles takes a stab at anything modern. Though the smile doesn't last long, stamped out by the declaration that follows and the realization that comes with it. ]
You're leaving?
[ In simpler terms. The rest of his body is quick to fall with his face, shoulders slumped in preparation to miss the guy in front of him that hasn't even gone yet. ]
Like, seriously..? Did you just find out?
[ You shoulda said something sooner dude they coulda done something crazy ): ]
[ The whole... Fate-seizing thing seems not to have sunk in yet. Or it's not processing quite like it should. War isn't something you go back to willingly, is it... One step at a time here. ]
[For all the time that he had passed among this crew, sent hither and thither to lands across the blackness in which hang the stars, he never did stray too far from his fatherland - and although he forged close bonds with a select few among their ranks, he never did feel that he belonged to the larger crew.]
Indeed, just this morning the message came to me from those of ALASTAIR. I must go whence I came that time may right itself, for the will of Zeus moves ever toward its end. So it was spoken.
[This he says as if commenting upon the sun's inevitable ascension in the throne of the sky.]
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omg i just saw my typo...slay me fam
The courtyard is a suitable meeting place, and thus I shall go to you. I will be but a moment.
I forgive u... tell me about achilles' impatient hats
Okay, see you!
[ And when Achilles makes his way to the courtyard, Sigma's switched from sprawling out on one of the benches in the sun to sitting up attentively. Catching sight of the older man, he hops up and waves him over. ]
What's up, man?
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I shall "cut to the pursuit," so to speak. [Here is one of the many slips of slang he picked up while in Woodhurst, but he has not got it quite right.] I wished to see you, Sigma, for today shall be my last among this crew. In the morning I go to Troy once more, upon which windy plains I have seized glory from the bloody jaws of war, and hence Fate shall there seize me. Such is how it must be.
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You're leaving?
[ In simpler terms. The rest of his body is quick to fall with his face, shoulders slumped in preparation to miss the guy in front of him that hasn't even gone yet. ]
Like, seriously..? Did you just find out?
[ You shoulda said something sooner dude they coulda done something crazy ): ]
[ The whole... Fate-seizing thing seems not to have sunk in yet. Or it's not processing quite like it should. War isn't something you go back to willingly, is it... One step at a time here. ]
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Indeed, just this morning the message came to me from those of ALASTAIR. I must go whence I came that time may right itself, for the will of Zeus moves ever toward its end. So it was spoken.
[This he says as if commenting upon the sun's inevitable ascension in the throne of the sky.]