Ruvel looked to the other studying every minute detail from stance all the way to the micro expressions that she was giving or trying to hide. He had trained himself to be self aware of himself, who he was with and the surroundings it had been the only way he had survived his ordeal. He seen the glimmer of envy and jealousy from the other but he had no idea as to why, she had a guild who had raised her so they were her family right? they cared for each other like his guild did him and he them.. right? He took a deep breath and sighed knowing he was likely going to regret what he was about to do, he made a habit or remaining out of personal matters of others but she... she was still so different so broke his own rule for her come what may. "Miss Dymonrel..." he said not to sure if he should continue what he was wanting to stay after a long pause he looked up to her "I may be over stepping but I see the jealousy in your stance and envy in your eyes about my link with my family and company." he said wanting to back out but it was to late to stop now and he knew it. "If you aren't connected to your family and their concepts, perhaps you should leave the nest and explore... find something that's more suited to who you are as a person." he said rubbing his arm a little looking away "You could make connections and a family that shares your ideals." he said hoping that the other wouldn't be angry at him for giving advice.
Seeing her turning from him he stood there in silence for the longest time, he couldn't imagine what shame she was feeling falling back on such habits; when he fell back on his old habits his summons and brother taught him the error of his ways with additional training. He knew that it was hard to break such habits and even now he fell into bowing low, still following the same routine that he had as when he was raised inside the facility. It was something Cirven had been trying to break him out of but so far nothing had been working. "Please don't turn from me, there's no shame in doing what you did in front of me." he said calmly his eyes looking up "We all have habits that we can't escape no matter how hard we try, I know I've been trying to break my own but nothing has been working." he explained sighing he don't know why he was being open with this stranger, he believed it had to do with the faint markings on her body he knew they where similar due to that. "Please, lets forget it ever happened and move along." he wasn't going to take advantage of another's trauma he certainly wouldn't want his taken advantage of.
"There's no need to thank me, my words are the truth as I can not lie." he said looking back to her with his dual coloured eyes "We've been through more trauma, pain and horror than most veteran Rune Knights we don't need to be taking jabs at others pain when we've lived through it." he continued hoping the other could understand what he was trying to get at, he was trying his best to ease her but he was unsure if he was explaining well enough. Usually when he was giving talks it was as a vice president and correcting someones way of thinking or giving someone into trouble, it wasn't what he liked to do but he would protect his home like it protected him even from those within it. "I apologise if I didn't say things right but I am trying my best but pep talks aren't my strong suit unless for a customer when I know what to expect... this is different... it's personal.. sensitive." his own wounds hadn't healed, he knew Cirven's hadn't so he guessed hers where just as fresh as theirs.
Now sat on the demonically possessed swan boat in what could only be described as a nightmare of a ride, he closed his eyes holding the other close trying to be the support for them both the best he could but even he didn't do well in the dark. It was a sign he was sick or that a blood moon was coming and would need medicine, he hated the stuff but not because it was medicine but because it was in a needle and it was injected to either the pupil of his eyes or directly into his spine at the nape of his neck. Regardless of which what it was done it was painful and freaked him the hell out. 'I need to keep calm, for her and myself...' he reminded himself silently in his mind, on hearing her words his face gave a confused look but before he could open his eyes her lips where already forcefully on his. He dislike this, he hated touch in general as in his experience it brought nothing but pain unless he initiated it; this felt like he was being forced to do something he didn't want to be but it wasn't like he could run even if she wasn't on his lap they where in a demonic swan boat in a tunnel of love telling a freaky version of the Hansel and Gretel story. He wanted to stop her but at the same time he felt paralysed unsure why. 'Stop.. please stop... I don't want this...' he thought to himself but then he realised it was his own 'teachings' that had him how he currently was.
Feeling her tongue glide hungrily across his lips gracefully as if it was ice-cream, he opened his eyes his face was still it's gentle self his eyes on the other hand were now completely different from how they always had been. He was fighting back the need to have welling tears, his eyes showing panic but at the same time he held her close like a doll that had been manipulated into doing what it needed to. His eyes turned away at her words "I'm unable to hate." he whispered quietly unsure if the other had heard him or not, regardless between the dark and how she had acted towards him he was nothing more than a good little doll, obediently sitting allowing himself to be toyed with by the other. he was about to say something but before he could she kissed him again, to his surprise this time she was gentle with him this time but it was to late as he was already in a panic internally. He could hear his summons but it was more like they were speaking through a wind tunnel so couldn't make out a single word of what they where saying to him.
As his hood from his top fell he wanted to move his hand to put it back up but he was afraid he would get punished for not satisfying the order of the other, where it had never been uttered in his mind it was clear.. he was to give up all of safety and protections so that she could feel safe, secure and protected. Now as the ride was coming to an end he wondered if he forfiled his role to her, fearing there would be a punishment if the answer had been no. He didn't make direct eye contact with the other "I hope I forefilled my purpose to you" he whispered quietly, did he hate how he felt at current? Yes as it was like being back at the facility all of the hard work to break him free of how he was trained to behave in one selfish act of another. Ruvel stood and made his way of the demonic swan boat "I don't mean to overstep but... I... I..." he was scared like he was afraid to speak against her actions "I could have given light or got us from the boat.." he was going to add had you asked instead of taken but decided it wasn't worth getting in trouble over.
His eyes went wide as he seen the docks covered in blood pulling back his breathing laboured, if that wasn't bad enough he water that the had just went around in was a deep carmine red. There was so much blood he started to hyperventilate and didn't know why he was reacting in such a manner, his mind was to panicked between what had just happened in the tunnel and what had happened in the tunnel and what he was seeing to remember why he was going how he was. As with his companion no sooner than the image was there than it had vanished causing him to calm a little "T.. think nothing of it, lets move on." he was clearly shaken but trying to calm himself, if this was a fun day out for all the family then they had some issues as this was nightmare fuel in the extreme to the young mage. He started to walking away from the tunnel of love, more like tunnel of nightmares if you where to ask him. "We could try the roller coaster if you like." he asked the music and lights both loud and bright to him, he could happily leave this place and think nothing of it but he was a professional and would see it through.
Biting his lip he took the others hand and walked in the direction of where they had seen the roller coaster on the map, even from afar it was strange to him as he heard happy wails of people feeling the rush of moving so fast. "I thought we where the only ones here..." he said looking to Masha unsure if her hearing was as sensitive as his own "There are people on the roller coaster." he explained starting to move forward once more, when they got to the ride it was in motion and there where indeed people on it. They seemed to be having so much fun but Ruvel had a bad feeling at the pit of his stomach, the information he had been told was that there would be no one else here so then started to wonder what was going on. He stopped once more before they got to the ticket booth as the once gleeful wails turned into that of fear and terror his dual coloured eye watching as the carts came flying off and landed not to far from them, he seen how part of the roller coasters frame came with them. It was easy to see that the frame was rusted and not well maintained "Those poor souls..." he whispered, they had signed their death warrant the moment they had gotten on that ride and hadn't even known it, regardless of their age or gender. Before long the gruesome scene before them was gone, the ride had fixed itself and speaking from excited people could be heard from the ticket booth.
He recognised these people from the tragedy that he had just seen a few minutes before, the youngest passenger looking around eight years old just passing the height test. He wanted to tell them to stop, to not go on... that it was dangerous but he knew these where memories of the past trapped here so no amount of pleading or begging with or to them would change a damned thing. He felt so powerless and it showed in his eyes as these people where doomed to relive that deadly ride over and over again, only to know the panic in the last minutes as they felt the beams and supports shake, bend and inevitably break. Unlike what had happened in the tunnel of love this manifestation didn't fade and the people got on, strapped in and safety checks done before it went off towards the inevitable dark fate they would meet. On the ground he seen a few things shining kneeling he noticed they where picture lacrima upon picking one up he seen the image within and could only drop it, it was the eight year old boy with his mother their faces twisted in fear as they came to the realisation the fate that was to befall them. "W.. we should find another ride.." he whispered standing dusting off his white hakama before lifting his hood once more letting her choose their next destination.
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