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i'm dragging a heart that weighs a ton / holding out for not just anyone
[Fontaine: The technological hub of Teyvat.
For as long as anyone can remember, the country of Fontaine has always been the innovative center for the continent. High speed rail was originated here, and now spans across the entirety of Teyvat and beyond. High rises and skyscrapers pepper the skyline, modern Victorian buildings supporting a gear-like aesthetic from an era gone by. A thousand years ago, it was a much different place, but now it thrives with the bright lights and bustle of its people. One can hear the occasional street performer playing for cash, as businessmen and tourists alike walk down narrow cobblestone streets. People are buried in their phones, some take pictures as they gawk at the sights of the city, but one young man in particular walks languidly down the street, enjoying the life around him. He's in no hurry to get where he's going, as he has plenty of time to get there, noting a deli across the street from where he is now that he'll have to try.
Unfortunately, he is on business, so that'll have to wait.
Never being one to be dressed completely formal, he wears a comfortable pair of slacks and dress shoes, with a collared shirt that isn't buttoned up all the way under a grey vest. Various pieces of metal are woven into the vest, notably a crest on his right shoulder with a chain attached to it that hangs under his arm to the back. On his belt lies a Vision, glowing blue with hydro. The young man always seems friendly and easy going, but what lies underneath is something that not many are allowed to know- the heir to the family business of a company who develops tech for various products is also the right hand man of the mafia that runs the city.
And, their true business behind the scenes; creating Delusions to sell on the black market.
Today is a day where some investigating has to be done, and he's headed to see an old friend of his, from university. One that he's sure can help him with this problem he has. Entering the building, he swings in quietly to give a polite wave and a smile to the only person there.
Someone who looked exactly like their brother, whom he can only assume is the twin sister he'd yet to meet that he'd heard about.]
Hello, I was wondering if Aether was in today? I had a...business proposal for him, and I'm sure that he'd love to hear it. Unless of course, you might be of assistance instead.
For as long as anyone can remember, the country of Fontaine has always been the innovative center for the continent. High speed rail was originated here, and now spans across the entirety of Teyvat and beyond. High rises and skyscrapers pepper the skyline, modern Victorian buildings supporting a gear-like aesthetic from an era gone by. A thousand years ago, it was a much different place, but now it thrives with the bright lights and bustle of its people. One can hear the occasional street performer playing for cash, as businessmen and tourists alike walk down narrow cobblestone streets. People are buried in their phones, some take pictures as they gawk at the sights of the city, but one young man in particular walks languidly down the street, enjoying the life around him. He's in no hurry to get where he's going, as he has plenty of time to get there, noting a deli across the street from where he is now that he'll have to try.
Unfortunately, he is on business, so that'll have to wait.
Never being one to be dressed completely formal, he wears a comfortable pair of slacks and dress shoes, with a collared shirt that isn't buttoned up all the way under a grey vest. Various pieces of metal are woven into the vest, notably a crest on his right shoulder with a chain attached to it that hangs under his arm to the back. On his belt lies a Vision, glowing blue with hydro. The young man always seems friendly and easy going, but what lies underneath is something that not many are allowed to know- the heir to the family business of a company who develops tech for various products is also the right hand man of the mafia that runs the city.
And, their true business behind the scenes; creating Delusions to sell on the black market.
Today is a day where some investigating has to be done, and he's headed to see an old friend of his, from university. One that he's sure can help him with this problem he has. Entering the building, he swings in quietly to give a polite wave and a smile to the only person there.
Someone who looked exactly like their brother, whom he can only assume is the twin sister he'd yet to meet that he'd heard about.]
Hello, I was wondering if Aether was in today? I had a...business proposal for him, and I'm sure that he'd love to hear it. Unless of course, you might be of assistance instead.
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[Sounding mock hurt, he holds one hand over his heart, failing to hide a smile that played on the edges of his mouth. Her perpetual exhaustion with him is no deterrent, if only serving as encouragement to him.]
I think we work together quite well, in fact. Look at what we've already managed to accomplish.
[They haven't even had to kill anyone yet.]
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but then, it seems like those two have been together for a long while now. and despite much of their time spent away from each other, their bond is unmistakable—unlike that of her and ajax. ]
If you meant we haven't murdered anyone yet or landed in jail yet, then I agree it's an accomplishment.
[ she'd rather it stays that way, though. ]
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Anyway, I don't know if you've been there before, but Morepesok is a city that's built its foundation around commercial fishing and imports and exports. Some of the freshest fish in Teyvat comes from there, and it has no end to some of the best seafood restaurants I've ever been to.
[Ajax seems to be reminiscing on this fact, his voice light and far away.]
All in all, I'm proud to call it my hometown. I think you'll enjoy our brief stay there. My brother sounded delighted at the idea of getting to meet you.
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why is his brother delighted to meet her? what did he tell his brother about her? honestly, this is why a part of her feels like this isn't appropriate at all, because what's her reason for meeting his family? what's their reason for meeting her? they sure aren't going out or dating. ]
Is there a reason why he sounded delighted? [ lumine glances at him sideways, her eyebrows cocked in curiosity and sinking dread. ] ... Is it because he's already met Aether?
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What's with that look? I told him I was bringing you. It would be a little rude to show up without informing him first, don't you think?
[There's a part of him that wants to just explain, but no. This opportunity has presented itself to him and he's taking it.]
Why? What do you think is going on here?
[A sly smile crosses his face. Go on, tell him!]
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I don't know what to think anymore when you're involved.
[ honestly, he drives her up the wall. she's surprised the other lumine has not gone insane from dealing with childe. ]
Why are you bringing me to him anyway?
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You seem overly concerned about this. I already told you what we'd be doing this weekend. I hid nothing from you, if that's what you're thinking this is.
[He wonders if she thinks taking her to his brother's is part of some plan regarding his family and the business, or even more funny, if she thinks that he told his brother she was his girlfriend.]
I'm in town. Why would I not take the opportunity to see my family?
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Why bring me along?
[ lumine turns to him again, a mild look thrown his way. ] You could've just told me to stay in the city. I wouldn't have minded.
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Why would I not want to bring you? After all we've been through together, we're hardly strangers, right?
[Signs are starting to pop up for Morepesok, Ajax finding this particular area of the interstate more familiar. They were getting close, and he's happy that they're almost home.]
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I'm just saying that our relationship—or lack thereof—is nothing to write home about.
[ hence not understanding why she's heading to morepesok, on her way to a brother that's "delighted at the idea of meeting her". she's probably overthinking it, and ajax didn't mean anything when he said that.
she closes her eyes again, folding her hands over her stomach. ]
So, why would you bring me?
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[They're in Fontaine, after all, having moved to seek out better 'business' opportunities in the country of tech. He contemplates in that brief moment how introducing Lumine to them would go, and given how they are, probably pretty well.]
It's just my older brother. You've got another three brothers to meet after him, and three sisters. But by then, I doubt this is a conversation we'd even think to engage in.
[Just going to let that hang in the air for a second.]
Besides, it is as you suspected- Aether has already met the brother we're visiting today. He knew about you long before you knew he existed.
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That's six siblings too many.
[ lumine has no intention of meeting his entire family, nope. the mere fact that they're going to his hometown to meet his brother is weird enough as it is. maybe she should've thought this through before agreeing to whatever he whimsically plans to do. no wonder she keeps getting in trouble.
in any case, she keeps whatever else opinion she has to herself, ending the conversation right there. several minutes later, she decides to sleep off the rest of the car ride. maybe if she wakes up, she'll be back in fontaine. ]
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Lumine, we're here. Are you awake?
[He gingerly reaches over to touch her arm, rubbing it to wake her, his voice almost like a soft whisper.]
Lumine...
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she tries to blink the sleep out of her eyes, yawning behind a hand. ]
Mm, already? [ her brows furrow as she glances out the window, realising that she's finally seeing buildings and houses, clustered together unlike when they were on the highway. ] I didn't get to sleep that much.
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[Barely enough for a power nap, as far as he's concerned. The skyline becomes increasingly more cluttered with buildings as he drives downtown, and much like Liyue Harbor, the traffic becomes worse the further he goes.]
Once we get there, you can take a nap with a nice view of the ocean. It's snowy and frozen, but it's still breathtaking nonetheless. My brother has a place right on the coast, and it's always a fantastic view of the harbor.
[If you like looking at all sorts of different boats, that is.]
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she rests her cheek against a fist, her elbow propped against the window. traffic in morepesok is just as horrendous as that in liyue and fontaine. ]
Do you have a place here, too?
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[He takes another turn, a road that goes right down the coast, a few minutes away from his brother's.]
Interestingly enough, Morepesok is also Childe's hometown. Knowing that, it makes visiting here a little more special. I hope he's able to see how his home has changed so drastically since he was alive.
[He smiles softly, wondering if the man could see it all through his eyes now.]
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Childe, huh ...
[ she wonders if the harbinger has some kind of monument in this city. a memorial of sorts for one of the cryo archon's general. she supposes that if there is, then ajax would've realised since young that they look alike. ]
I wonder where he used to live in the city ...
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[He pulls up to a fairly nice ocean front house, except it's in more of a Snezhnayan style that's built to survive a harsh winter rather than a sunny warm climate. He climbs out of the car, to walk with Lumine up to the front door to knock on it a few times, waiting for his brother to answer. He's sure he's home- he knew they were coming.]
Let's have a nice rest of our day now though. I think I'm starting to feel the wear of the day's excitement taking its toll on me. Maybe we should have stopped to get some warm drinks on the way, haha.
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she quickly follows ajax, using him as a shield from the snezhnayan breeze, shifting her weight from one foot to another. if she stays still for too long, she has a feeling that she'll freeze in place. lumine is about to say something, opening her mouth, when the door swings open to let them in.
a part of her expected someone exactly like ajax; she did hear that the volkov family has very similar features. instead: ]
Aether? [ she blinks at her twin brother in surprise, smiling at her widely while glaring at ajax. for a moment, lumine forgets about the cold. ] ... What are you doing here?
[ i came to visit a friend, lu. ]
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Ah! I had a feeling you'd show up somewhere, Aether, it's good to see you didn't disappoint.
[He begins to walk inside, clapping his friend on the shoulder and smiling. It doesn't matter that he's here, what he was trying to hide is already done and over with. Now they can all hang out and have a good time, hopefully.]
Hey, Anatoli! Aren't you going to come greet your little brother?
[Hold on a second! I'm getting you both something to drink!]
And here I thought you were doing an emergency clean up. Miracles do happen, after all.
[Ajax teases his brother, who comes out with a few cups. The younger son waves for the twins to come join them, now standing next to his brother, who sports the same messy hair only in blonde, with blue eyes with a face that was similar to Ajax's own. Ajax is taller by a few inches, but it may seem that their entire family might be on the tall side.]
Lumine, this is Anatoli. He's the only one of us that stayed back in Snezhnaya after our parents made the move to Fontaine.
[The older brother puts their cups down on the coffee table, to offer a hand to Lumine. It's nice to finally get to meet you, I've known Aether for forever, but never got the chance to meet you.]
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what's wrong, lu? you look like we haven't seen each other in a long time.
the other lumine hasn't seen her twin in a long time, and she wonders if that's the overwhelming feeling she has when looking at him. she sighs, closing her eyes and pressing her forehead against aether's. her twin cups her face, his fingers warm against her frozen cheeks. ]
I'm just tired, that's all, and you're a sight for sore eyes after spending the morning with Ajax.
[ aether snorts before he ushers her inside, closing the door behind her to keep the cold out. it's obvious her brother is very much at home here.
weird, because ajax's brother seems like the last person aether would hang out with. the exact same face, exact same eyes—but a little more rugged, she thinks. he seems like the kind of guy who would butter you up in a bar and then steal your wallet without you knowing. ajax has the same look, except he'd probably shank you afterward.
... her twin definitely has weird friends. she offers a polite smile, shuffling after aether to the sofa. ]
It's nice to meet you, too.
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Anatoli flops right down, much to Ajax's amusement. He's always been completely comfortable in front of anyone he meets, and he didn't even wait for his guests to sit first. But that's his brother, over relaxed about everything. Maybe this is why he never got into the family business, where people are strung a little tight sometimes. It doesn't suit him, he thinks.]
Sorry to keep you waiting. We were just trying to get the most out of our day before having to return home.
[He finally sits himself once the twins have as well, reaching out and giving Lumine her the glass. They're both warm, and he can smell that it's hot chocolate. But he can also smell the bourbon in it, smiling. Ah, that's his brother. He takes a deep swig of it, enjoying the hot of the drink on his tongue and down his throat.]
Ah, this is good, Anatoli. Just the way dedushka used to make it. Aether, he gave you some too, right? We can't have a proper get together if not everyone gets to partake. Lumine, try it, it's an old recipe that our grandfather used to make for the family before he passed.
[Aether, I can get you another glass if you want.]
You should, [he says to Aether,] for old time's sake. Plus, you know what we can play in twenty minutes or so.
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... and how the faint shot of bourbon burns her throat. ]
In twenty minutes? [ she looks up from her cup and glances around the three men in the living room. her own brother is busy drinking his hot chocolate, looking like a very satisfied and content cat.
mm, yeah. we used to play this card game back in uni whenever we would come by morepesok. i wouldn't recommend you joining, lu.
lumine wrinkles her nose at that, frowning. ]
Why? Why wouldn't I join too? [ aether glances at her before he looks back up at ajax, sending him a warning glare. we don't want people taking advantage of you, that's why. ] What?
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Lumine, don't mind him. He's just sore I beat him last time and made him chug an entire glass of fire-water I poured out for him. Didn't think you'd still hold a grudge over that, Aether.
Ajax looks over to his brother, grinning. What a sly guy. He'll remember to treat his brother to something good later.]
It's a slap game, Lumine. We'll start playing and I'll explain how the game works to you as we go. And if you want to play, you can find an opportunity and slap in, since you're never really "out", you're just looking for another opportunity to get back in the game. It'll make sense once we start, it's quite fun. It's even more fun when Anatoli is too drunk to realize the difference between a spade and a club.
[He gives his brother a wink, before completely finishing off his glass. It would be a good night, he's sure of it.]
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