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[ondraedan.livejournal.com]

Who: Awiergan and Hex
What: A civil meeting! Maybe. >_>
Where: A cafe somewhere in Labyrinth City, Wanderer's Refuge
When: During Star Market


It hadn't been hard for Awiergan to find a nice, not too busy place to have her little meet up with Hex. The hard part had been convincing the overprotective warrior that nothing would happen to his little klutz. Actually, she'd let Amy do that, then shoved her into a mental closet, looks and all, as soon as they'd been out of Jalen's sight. She'd been a bit torn about bringing Eli along; while she wanted to show him off, she didn't trust Hex. In the end, she'd left him with his father.

Sighing, she idly stirred the raspberry tea she'd ordered. The sooner Hex got here, the sooner she could get the 'civility' over with and finish her personal shopping.

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Awiergan quickly ordered her cake, managing to keep her urge to giggle to herself. Fun times ahead indeed. As soon as the waitress left with their orders, she turned back to the conversation at hand.

"That sounds annoying beyond belief. About the only experience I have with drawing magic is what Amy knows, and that doesn't go any farther than the magic draws in Final Fantasy VIII...which is to say, not much at all."

[hexylady.livejournal.com]

"You have no idea. Imagine knowing that you should have the capacity to do something. It's simple, and not even remotely difficult. But, for whatever reason, it just doesn't work. Like it's just outside of your grasp, and you can feel your fingertips just barely brushing it."

Which applied to more than the drawing project, but Awiergan didn't need to know about that.

"Ah, but we didn't really come to chat about work. How much time are you spending with Eli nowadays?" This, Hex predicted could have a rather interesting answer.

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"Been there," Awiergan muttered. Not quite in the same way Hex was talking about, but it still applied. A hand lifted to move her bangs out of the way then froze for a second at the question about Eli. Whoops.

"Truth or incredible fiction?"

Incredible fiction first. None, she never went near him. Was doing exactly what Maleficent had told her to do. Leave the child alone, let his 'mother' care for him. If they ended up needing him for anything, her wonderful, trusted co-workers would see to him. Over her dead body.

Truth?

"Enough to keep an eye on him...or rather, the idiots around him."

All right, so it wasn't truth exactly, more like a little white lie. Or a medium-sized black one.

"What's it matter to you?"

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"Two reasons."

Hex leaned back into the chair, and took a look across the street outside. People walked back and forth. Some were alone, but there were very few who didn't have at least one person with them. Friends. Lovers. Family.

"I consider family to be something rather important. And I very much doubt that you do no consider Eli your child." A good soldier follows their orders, but a good commander gives orders they know will be followed. What was Maleficent thinking? "That much should be rather obvious."

She turned her gaze towards the ceiling, the next topic clearly making her a little nervous. There's no real delicate way to put this, is there?

"The second reason, is well... I don't know much about how Maleficent, ah, drew you out? From what little I know of you people, you seem like somewhat... incomplete existences. You seem to know and understand more negative emotions rather well. But you're all rather sociopathic, in the same instance. No offense."

"Now, spending more time with Eli makes you empathize. You care about his happiness and welfare. Not something one generally expects out of a being createdly from the darkness of another. This makes you a more rounded out person. You get a little 'light', to balance out your darkness."

Hex drums her fingers on the table, looking back to Awiergan.

"Ah, but I'm drifting. The point is, that being with Eli probably affects you in such a way, that you become a more psychologically 'normal' person." She shrugs, absently. "Probably anyway. And for a given value of 'normal'."

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Awiergan was quiet for a few moments, though whether she was inwardly seething or simply thinking was a little hard to tell. Then she smiled, and it was almost wistful.

"He should be mine. He doesn't need her. I can teach him what he needs to know, she'll just ruin him. Once I've-"

She stopped abruptly and the sad smile disappeared, replaced with her usual smirk. "Sociopathic? How lovely. Honestly, I'm not sure how Maleficent drew me out. I've always been below the surface, and then.."

Awiergan shrugged. "It's certainly more fun out here."

[hexylady.livejournal.com]

"Physical existence does tend to be more interesting than non-existence." Hex smirked right on back. Ah, it's nice to be right some days. Deciding to abandon the topic of Eli for now, she stayed on with a similar one.

"Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't Tin-tin about to pop? How unusual do you think the new little sprite will be?" By now, the waiter had returned with their order. That was quick. "More specifically, how many 'non-human' characteristics will it have, assuming the comparison is a baseline human baby? I'm personally thinking that the little sprite will have fangs at least."

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"Soon enough." Awiergan accepted her cake from the waiter and dug into it gleefully, adding after she'd swallowed a couple mouthfuls, "Considering that little trick she pulled early on, I won't be surprised at all if it comes out with fangs, big yellow eyes, and claws. The last would be inherited directly from 'Mommy' though; perfect for stabbing people in the back."

She eyed Hex's drink with distaste; it had the appearance of an opaque glass of Windex.