lockon2urheart: (maybe this time i'll be lucky)
[ T'was the night before Christmas - well, it had ticked over from the night before Christmas a few hours ago, but it probably didn't count if you hadn't really slept. Then again, Lockon hadn't exactly been sleeping like a baby for going on a week, what with...everything that had happened. It hadn't exactly been a good month. Still, tiredness will usually win out, especially when one knows that they have a day of dealing with probably some form of festivities to come, and he was somewhere between sleeping and dozing. ]
lockon2urheart: (there's another world inside of me)
Because the urge to get this down onto paper (.....metaphorically) hit me before, and it got.....ridiculously huge. Like, '1700+ words of babble' huge.

What's going through Lockon's head in regards to the Tieria situation?

Warning for babble, stream-of-consciousness, disregard for proper grammar. )

I did say it was long. /cough. Uh....questions? :'D
lockon2urheart: (Don't be ridiculous~)
[Lockon woke up with an arm sprawled over Tieria, terrible bedhead and about a tenth of the blanket, as he did most mornings these days. He yawned quietly - what time was it, anyway? Far too early - and snuggled closer to Tieria with a gentle nuzzle and a judicious tug of the blanket from wherever Michael was storing it all. (Eventually, he'd cure Michael of that cover-hogging habit. One of these days.)]
lockon2urheart: (we can beat them forever and ever)
[It had been about a month since Lockon had first woken up, and he figured it was finally time to visit the last of his three comrades. It had surely been enough time for Tieria to stabilise - he'd been warned away from shocking him a while ago, after all - and he couldn't in good conscience leave him in the dark any more.

Hence why he was standing in the reception of Mikaela's school, asking if they could send for Ila van der Aart (Who'd come up with that name, anyway?) as soon as possible. He wasn't worried about interrupting her education, as the receptionist had frowned at him, and he gave her a sheepish grin and told her some things were important.

Then she'd asked for his name, so she'd know who was pulling her out, and he'd only hesitated for a moment. As he said "Lockon Stratos", he'd hoped that it wouldn't shock Tieria too badly before he'd even had a chance to see him, but it was all-too clear that 'a friend' wouldn't pass muster with the receptionist. She'd nodded at an office runner to go fetch Ila, while Lockon waited.

Said runner knocked on the classroom door once, then opened it.]

Sorry to interrupt, Mr Pemberly, but I've got a message for Ila. There's a visitor in reception for her, someone called Lockon Stratos, and she's to come see him as soon as possible. It's apparently important.
lockon2urheart: (and do i try to save him)
I think that that conversation pretty much confirmed what I've been thinking for a while now. I wonder if I should be more surprised than I am, but...well. It does make sense. It explains some things, too. Heck, I don't know why he was so surprised that I'd worked it out, or at least some of it. It's one of those things that seems really obvious, when you think about it.

...What gets me is that he thinks it matters. He's still Tieria, regardless. I'm not going to change anything because of this, but from his face you'd think I'd uncovered something terrible. Why should it even matter?

...Wonder if anyone else has worked it out? Not that I'd ask - how would you work that into conversation without giving it away if they didn't - but still, I can't imagine I'm the only one to even guess at it.
lockon2urheart: (Don't be ridiculous~)
Hey, Tieria, why didn't you mention it was your birthday before we left? I can't get you a present up here.

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