What have I become, now that I'm alone?

[first_successor]

A had the distinct feeling of déjà vu as he woke. He’d been in a seemingly perpetual state of slumber and half wakefulness for (what felt like) days. He knew that Y was keeping him sedated (rather than keeping his promise of killing him), and that these moments were fleeting before he would return and drug him again. A had no idea if he was being

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[wammys_anhero]

A knew the way to Upsilon's room given he had escorted them there when he was injured. A didn't know for certain how long ago that had been but hopefully the serious wound make the younger successor think twice about starting a fight with him if things went badly. He supposed it would help if Matt shoved a gun in his face, but he really hoped it would not come to this.

"This is it," he said to Matt lowly as he knocked on the door."Ya'qub, it's Alternate, open up!"

There was no opening of the door, and naturally the door was locked when he tried the handle. A frowned, Y was probably not here, if news had traveled he was dead Y would have to see for his own eyes. Yet this did not mean Amel wasn't in the room.

"Matt I don't like breaking and entering however, I recommend we go into the room," he sighed. It was a very Backup-like plan of action, but she had been right before that Amel's safety was most important.

[stripesandheels]

I've got a bobby pin.

[She pulls one out from where it's keeping hair tucked behind her ear (on hand for exactly this purpose) and drops to her knees in front of the door. Picking a lock is easy as pie at this point, especially old fashioned ones like the mansion has.]

[first_successor]

A was startled awake by a sound at the door, followed by a voice that sounded eerily familiar. In his state, however, he was far too weary to attempt standing up. "Wha...?" he groaned, trying to turn over on his side.

[wammys_anhero]

"Yes, thank you, that will be good," A said, at least that way if they found nothing it make it harder for Y to detect his room had been tampered with. Knowing Y wasn't there, he decided to try something more bold.

"A? Alternate? Are you here?" he called, perhaps if Amel specifically knew they were looking for him he be more inclined to answer than he had when he had asked for Y. A didn't like to think Upsilon could be so cruel as to hold someone captive, but he was unstable and he had done worse.

GTFO Squish. D:<

[wammys_anhero]

Sincerely hoping he was not putting a new friend in an unfair position of danger A opened the door and closed it behind him with a subdued groan. He looked at the bed, and saw the blanket pulled up. He chuckled a little, recalling he sometimes did that as a child.

"Amel?" he called softly, the first time he had said the name since they had been reunited. It tasted sweeter on his lips then he remmebered. The names they called one another were more than their birth names now, they were sigils of their mutual trust.

He paused and pushed the hood back as he stood by the bed, perhaps he was already asleep. Oh well, he supposed he be able to find something.

Re: GTFO Squish. D:<

[first_successor]

At the sound of the door opening and Anslem calling out his name, the tears that he’d promised that he wouldn’t shed slipped out of his control and slid down his cheeks. A wiped them away before the German boy could see him acting so pathetically childish, and after a moment to try and recompose himself, he pushed the blanket out of his face and peered up at his partner. “Anslem,” he answered, a hint of a smile playing on his chapped lips.

“I still can’t believe it. Are you sure I’m not dreaming? It certainly feels that way.” He shivered slightly as he brought his arm out of the confines of the blanket to touch Anslem’s face again. He pushed a strand of hair from his eyes and smiled wider.

“Your eyes are brighter than I remember.”