002 ⚜ ❝ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ❞

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[ It's a fairly normal scene, all things considered. There's just a road with cars occasionally driving by, lined with buildings, and then there's a single bus stop. And standing by said bus stop is a girl in a school uniform leaning against the bus stop sign while seemingly talking on the phone. She's fairly recognizable as Ange, despite the difference in clothing, the only difference aside from that is the fact that she's wearing her hair down instead of having her usual pigtails with the hair bobbles.

If you get close enough to her, you might be able to hear what she's discussing on the phone. ]

What, onii-chan's coming over for dinner tonight too? [ A pause as she listens to the answer on the phone and then she downright laughs - very uncharacteristic for her, those who know her might notice. ] No, dad, I like eating dinner with just you and mom too, okay? Don't freak out too much over it. It's just that this is a special occasion. [ She listens again, and then there's a hum. ] I know. I'll be home soon enough, the bus is just having a delay or something like that. But I'll hurry. Hmm, bye!

[ Now she's done with her call and tucking the cellphone - a fairly old-looking one, like a nineties' model - back into her bag, you might want to speak up. Or, you know, just silently stand with her at the bus stop, even though that's not as interesting of a way to spend time. ]

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[promotedpawn]

[Primo can only thank to whichever higher power there is, if there's such a thing above his own existence, for allowing Ange to recover her memories already. For allowing him to rescue her, or has he kidnapped her? She was in a dream, a happy dream with the wish she has stored in her heart for more than ten years. And he took it away from her, he destroyed and crushed her, took away her happiness. Yes, he didn't rescue her, he kidnapped her.

And he doesn't regret it. Because she's his and even if that world could be obtained one day, he won't allow this Ange to go to it, he will give her happiness in another form. One that doesn't involve him losing her again.

He breaks the kiss as she starts to cry, holding her tightly against himself, one hand caressing her head. Letting her cry, letting her suffer, because it's what he forced her to do and he wouldn't go back on it even if he could.]

[repudiate]

[ Once he starts just holding her instead of kissing she practically buries her face against him - if not just to hide her tears from the world, even if there's nothing in this dream anymore besides the two of them. But she doesn't stop crying, just continuing for a while, even if he's quiet.

It's weird that she feels this upset at all of it, in a way. It's not like she actually lost anything, since she didn't have any of it to start with, since it was just a lie.. and yet it does feel like that, as if she would have been content to stick around in that dream for just a little longer. There's a part that's good about this too, since she definitely didn't want to forget about him, but still.. the loss of the illusion stings more as a first reaction, so she cries for it.

It takes moments that seem an eternity, but after a while the crying gets less loud, to a point where it's just soft sniffing. She doesn't move from her position though, nor does she speak up just yet. She's already lost her dignity just now, either way, even though it's luckily it's only in front of him. ]

[promotedpawn]

[He keeps holding her as the precious thing she is, no matter how much she cries or how much she cracks, he will hold her and all her shards. Because she's his, the only one he loves, the only one he wants. Nothing else matters, he will take her even if she's broken in a million of pieces, leaving none behind. A hand caresses her hair lovingly while the other is wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, comforting her, protecting her.

He gives the bus station an angry glare and in an instant even that shatters, crashing with the sound of a crystal breaking into thousands of pieces. It's easy to do, with the dream already in such a broken state. So he just destroys it completely and drags her out of it, into his domains.

He doesn't take her to his palace, though. Instead he transports them to a garden full of golden flowers and golden butterflies. Moments after they appear there's the sound of a chair crashing against the ground.]

Primo, wha- Ange?!! Ange, is that you?!! What's wrong?

[It's a voice she will recognize. As Battler, in his wizard cloak, rushes to them, peeling Primo's arms from her to look at her and pull her into his own arms. Primo doesn't complain, merely watching the scene with an apparent lack of interest.]

She was having a nightmare. Let her stay here for a while, won't you?

[repudiate]

[ At first Ange doesn't even really realise what's happening, too stuck in her sadness and confusion still. And before she knows it she can hear a familiar voice and she's grabbed by someone else, pulled close-- and it's her older brother. Even if she almost instinctively knows this is not her Battler, it's still her older brother all the same, so.. it feels nice. She isn't able to see him back home, seperated by time, so to see him after a dream like that is comforting. In fact, the very thought of it makes her sniff a little again, even if she doesn't outright cry, but her eyes are still red from before as she clings to Battler. ]

Onii-chan..

[ He's here. He's real, at least here, at least this time.

But after a few moments of clinging, she does turn her head at Primo again, even if she doesn't move away from Battler. Her eyes are still a bit downcast at the situation itself, but she's silently mouthing the word 'stay' at him as well - if she can have both her older brother and the person she loves here, even if it's for a while, even if it's just while she sleeps.. that's okay, right? ]