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[so_sweet]

[It's been a year...

It's been a year since he first came to the Plane. What he feels about it? Sometimes it's like a haze inside his head and all over his Cosmo.

Sometimes, wishes he could hate this place, and others but even less, a part of himself can't help but to be grateful for. Feelings that are still hard to accept... and having them meant weakness. His own Cosmo betrays him at times and he's so sick of it...

Neither sad or angry, Saga lies next to the stream as he gazes at the leaves stirring slenderly with the wind at times. His motionless, emerald eyes piercing tenderly at the sole view.

That is the Gemini Saint, graceful even at ease.]


[ooc: Backdated to the 20th x3;;]

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[lamb_of_gold]

[There's a sad sort of calm about Mu as he approaches Saga, sitting nearby, seemingly content to stay there quietly. He feels strangely at-ease.]

[so_sweet]

[Saga feels his presence but doesn't flinch. Though his eyes glance at the Aries for a second, just to look up again.

Rarely are the times when both have nothing to say. Somehow, he feels glad they can relate on that.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu is entirely willing to keep this up if you are, Saga.]

[so_sweet]

[Well, after a while he decides to just go with the flow.] How are your wounds?

[lamb_of_gold]

Mostly recovered, thank you. Most were relatively superficial. [His voice is a little bit weak, but no more so than it would be if, say, one had a sore throat]

[so_sweet]

[Chuckles and half-turns.] If you let me, I can give you some home remedy for your throat.

[lamb_of_gold]

The offer is appreciated but unnecessary. It sounds worse than it feels.

[tricksterofthelord]

[Annnd peaceful moments are for others to disturb. Say hello to Gabriel. He's leaning against a tree, with his arms folded, watching Saga from a distance.]

Look at the L'Oréal model.

[so_sweet]

[Because he worths it? |D;; He closes his eyes. Peaceful moments... bye bye~.] Gabriel. [e_e]

[tricksterofthelord]

[*DEAD* XD But Gabriel just rolls his eyes.]

Dude, stop saying my name so casually. I'd prefer ya to call me the 'Trickster'.

[so_sweet]

[Squints at him.] And maybe you should make use of mine instead of giving nicknames as Loyal Model. [lol What are brands for Saints?]

[tricksterofthelord]

[Snorts a little.] If ya insist, Gemini. [AXE! :D]

So, what's up, bro? Enjoying the scenery without brooding over something? It's not like you.

[so_sweet]

[lmao he doesn't need it when it comes to draw the girls in |3 Well... better than nothing.

Besides, he's good at deep brooding innerly. Just... rough times formerly.]

It's been quiet since the arrival of those people. ['People' referring to his comrades and fallen ancestors as well.]

[uccellodifuoco]

[As soon as he enters the Plane, Ikki expands his Cosmos, slowly checking anyone who he can find, searching for a particular one. Once he locates the Gemini Saint and thus confirms he's there are the moment, Ikki makes his way to where the other is.

When he finally finds the man in person... There's a brief moment of apparent hesitation before Ikki decides to just stand there, arms crossed, looking at the stream and the man alternatively.]

[so_sweet]

[He's so obvious. Saga notices Ikki's presence before he shows up at the forest and slightly frowns. Now that the Phoenix is there without saying a word, he shuts his eyes. His voice breaking the ice, calm but serious.] Is something the matter?

[uccellodifuoco]

Not really.

[Defensive, almost as if he's second guessing having come here and searched for the man. Actually, he is. It's not as if it's urgent, or important, or anything. Or as if he needs it, or really wants it. Ikki shifts his weight on his feet as if itching to just turn and leave.]

What are you doing?

[With some luck, the man will be busy and he could then say he doesn't want to bother him and just leave.]

[so_sweet]

[Or maybe just say it...

If Ikki's here it meant he wanted something. Saga knew him, but also respected his reservations. Regardless of being something of emergency or not, Ikki will decide it.

Saga shifts, placing his hands behind his head.]

I've been on patrol all night so I wanted to sleep for a while. Now I just wanted to rest.

[Even so... he notices.]

How are things?

[uccellodifuoco]

[Even if he didn't know him, Ikki wasn't subtle about being looking for him to begin with. He keeps shifting his weight almost impatiently. As Saga replies he eyes the man for a moment, if he wants to rest he should leave. It's the perfect excuse and he's basically turning when the question is delivered and he stops.]

Strange.

[The way the word is say says that things are more than strange, they are awkward, unfamiliar, almost uncomfortable even despite technically being comfortable at the same time. He shifts once more before he turns to look at the man. His question is delivered almost in a demanding manner.]

How was the Sanctuary before? Before Athena was born. How was it? How were the trainees? The Silver Saints? When we went there I remember hearing that the Pisces Saint was the strongest of all the Saints, was he really that strong or was it a reputation earned from precious Pisces Saints?

[Because, honestly, though they were indeed strong, Aphrodite was still one of the Saints that were effectively defeated. So it's hard to think that he was "the strongest" unless he had lost shape somehow. As the questions are asked Ikki's tone becomes more disturbed. It's not important, it's not urgent... But he wants to know and the only man who can answer is Saga, because even if Mü could, he was too young, Saga should know better.]

[so_sweet]

[He blinks. That... was unexpected.

The term he uses referring to the events in the previous Holy War. Behind that said term he believes there's more.

Albeit he's rather shocked about the questioning Ikki is insisting on that his expression turns into a grimace. The Gemini straightens and sits, still not looking at the Phoenix Saint.]

Sanctuary was... quiet, so to speak. But in reality, we were expectant for the arrival of our Goddess and making arrangements for the upcoming Holy War.

At the time, Silver Saints were still trainees and hadn't earned their Cloths yet. Because of it, they were asked to comply to their training as best and fast as possible. The more Saints they were ready the better.

[Pauses for a moment.] Aphrodite was a promising aspiring Saint just as the others who shared almost the same age as him. He excelled most of all because of his beauty.

But his vanity and his arrogance were his distinctive weakness, along with his distorted sense of justice. [And Saga knew it... because he shared those same traits before. Thinking about it, Death Mask was on that same list.]

[oliverplus]

[Oliver approaches him uncertainly. he hisses quietly:] Saga! Hey, you're not asleep, are you?

[so_sweet]

[Closes his eyes and chuckles, a smile visible.] You found me.

[oliverplus]

[Oliver smiles back, coming over to sit next to him] Yeah, looks like I did! That's what happens when you try to get a nap on the Plane.

[so_sweet]

[Half-turns to look at his friend, still smiling but with a hint of mischievousness.] Oh my! I should prevent that to happen again.

[oliverplus]

[Oliver snorts] Maybe try the bathhouse next time--it's bigger and emptier.

So, how are you?

[so_sweet]

[OMG DON'T TEMPT HIM! xD;;] [He laughs at that.] It looks promising. I'll try it next time.

I am... fine. It's been a while since I could rest here. And you?