closed.

[exequy]

WHO: Ilias, Isaac, Kostos, Leander
WHAT: Four mages stuck in a library (a bottle episode)
WHEN: Early Solace
WHERE: Outside Starkhaven
NOTES: Probably some violence at some point

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[libratus]

A nerve glanced, shows itself in the tendons of a hand round a cigarette case. Not the first time the question has been raised; his answer hasn't gotten any better.

"He listens to me." He doesn't listen to anyone else. (Ilias doesn't know what happens if he stops.) Better explanations exist, simmer near the surface, but not the sort to be risked on Averesch's ears. He turns a tight glance to the window instead, shaking his head.

"Would you have me do nothing?"

Like you?

[wythersake]

A season ago Ilias had looked so frightened. A season ago, and now he and Leander whisper like children.

"I'd have you be honest with one of us," Isaac. Himself. "About what you're doing."

[libratus]

One of them.

It isn't ineffective. It doesn't not bring that flicker of openness to his eyes, the cautious consideration that's always come before a question posed, a hypothetical teased out between them, a position subtly shifted. Only there isn't anything else, this time. There isn't a them. Ilias takes a last pull of his cigarette; stamps it against the window sill.

"If you do not want to be part of this, then don't."

[wythersake]

He turns aside. Smokes.

"Don't forget the striker."

[libratus]

He doesn't. Manages not to throw it anyone either. After all, they're not fighting.