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[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu is upset. His face is fairly passive, but there's a certain tension in his body, and his gaze is distant. He's sitting at a heavy wooden table some may recognize as coming from his temple. There's a imprint of a fist in the approximate centre, and by the fading red on Mu's knuckles, one may infer that the dent is a fresh one. There's a scattering of handwritten pages in one corner, making a messy sort of pile.

Mu sighs heavily, then rubs his eyes with one hand]

As usual, things happen precisely when I wish they did not.

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[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[It's unusual for you to be like this Mu. Shun can't ignore that] Is something wrong?

[lamb_of_gold]

There are many things wrong.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[That is worrying if Mu says it] Is there anything I can do?

[lamb_of_gold]

No, unfortunately.

Unless you can bring back the dead.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[And that leads to the uncomfortable thought of wondering if Hades could have done that] Does that mean more people have died in the war?

[lamb_of_gold]

I am the only Gold Saint alive.

[The well beings of Dohko and Shion, despite being a foregone conclusion, are still up in the air.]

[notameliajones.livejournal.com]

[Matti waits until she's started checking Mu's hand for damage before speaking. Okay, maybe she's mixed up the normal order, but she has no tolerance for letting injuries wait.]

A-are you... o-okay...? I-I mean... W-well.. Y-you don't seem.... e-er.... p-please tell me what happened....

[lamb_of_gold]

I became frustrated and lost my temper. That is all.

[notameliajones.livejournal.com]

Th-that doesn't seem like you... i-is everything a-alright...?

[lamb_of_gold]

No, but there is nothing I can do about it except wait. Hence my frustration.

[notameliajones.livejournal.com]

S-so you're seriously n-not gonna tell me what's wrong, h-huh...?

[lamb_of_gold]

[DEEP BREATH. Don't flip at Matti, don't flip at Matti...]My closest friend is fighting a god and I live in a place that is haunted by recent deaths. There is nothing I can do about either.

[notameliajones.livejournal.com]

A-ah... W-well... I-I'm sorry... I-I won't bug you, then... e-er... d-d-does your hand hurt...?

[sosweet]

[Stalker from a distance and doesn't say a thing. He knows what frustration is.]

[lamb_of_gold]

If you have something to say, say it.

[sosweet]

Why would I? Nothing I say will make you feel better.

[lamb_of_gold]

Humour me.

[sosweet]

... What happened this time?

[lamb_of_gold]

It's not something recent which troubles me. It's simply something I've been ignoring. Come here, so that I might show you.

[clinical]

[Jade observes the indent with a little less amusement than normal... but no, he still thinks it's pretty entertaining.] I hope you don't know the craftsman personally.

[lamb_of_gold]

It is an old table.

[clinical]

Is something troubling you at home?

[lamb_of_gold]

Many things are, and there's little I can do about it.

[Though he leans back and hands the pile of papers to Jade] You asked for these some time ago. This is the most I can remember about the Twins.

[clinical]

[Jade accepts them, briefly glancing through.] Thank you. If the trouble at home isn't too occupying, there's another favour I'd like to ask of you. Assuming it's possible.

[lamb_of_gold]

I can't comment on it's possibility if I don't know what it is.