Domination
About a week later...
Kylin awoke to a loud knock upon his inn door. Several beams of light shone brightly through the bedroom window, further intensifying the hyur'€™s massive hangover from the previous night. The knocking continued until Kylin finally rose from his bed covers and slipped on a pair of pants nearest to him. Foregoing a shirt, the young man climbed his way over the messy bedroom floor and headed for the door out in the small and equally messy living room. He ran a single hand through his unkempt hair before swinging the door open in clear annoyance, his eyes then widening at the sight on the other side. "...Elza?"
Elza flashed a warm smile at Kylin, her casual cotton white tabard and slops a sharp contrast to what she was often seen wearing, further throwing Kylin. "€œHello little brother. It'€™s been such a long time." The woman wasted no time in throwing her arms around the baffled sibling, hugging him tightly as he returned the embrace.
"You'€™re okay! How did you...what..." Kylin struggled to figure out which question to ask his sister first. Her disappearance following House Mavanix'€™s fall over a full cycle ago had worried him for some time. And now she had somehow showed up right at his doorstep out of the blue.
"€œUse coherent sentences, Kylin."€ Elza smiled sweetly at her brother before she brushed past him and into his room as if she owned the place. The indigo haired beauty couldn'€™t help but raise an eyebrow as she gazed upon the messy chambers. Clothes were scattered just about everywhere. Leftover food from gods know how far back still sat upon the center table. The smell of booze filled the room and empty bottles were scattered about the entire area. Elza sighed softly to herself as she crossed her arms and turned her gaze back to her still surprised brother.
"I'm glad you'€™re okay,"€ Kylin said with a faint smile. "€œI was worried about you after that whole Dalamud thing. But...how did you find me?"
"Father told me you were here," Elza stated without flinching. "And it'€™s a pity he waited so long to tell me about your...situation. You look worse than I imagined, no offense."€Â
"You'€™re speaking with our father again?"€ Kylin stared in shock. "€œAfter everything he did? You were enraged with him, and rightfully so. I can'€™t believe you'€™d so easily let him back into your life after all that."
"€œWell, anger comes and goes. But we only have one father. And -you- were very quick to forgive him when you found out about his plot against House Mavanix if I recall."
Kylin sighed as he reached for the nearby sofa and picked off a shirt from it, pulling it over himself. "€œI was a fool then. I should have done what you did and gotten the hell out of there when I found out. But why your change of heart toward him?"
Elza smirked and sat on the ledge of the sofa, crossing one leg over the other comfortably. "€œI assure you that I'€™m still angry with him. But family is far too important for one to allow anger to shatter it, don'€™t you think? You should consider letting go of that anger as well...for your own sake. After all, who but us do you have when all is said and done?"
"€œI'€™m not going back to father," Kylin said matter-of-factly. "€œEveryone has always said how much of a poisonous influence he was on my life and I finally see it myself."
Elza smiled faintly as she rose from her seat and walked over to Kylin. She gently placed a single hand on her brother'€™s face lovingly. "Poison can only be fatal if you lack the antidote, Kylin. Fortunately, you and I both have the antidote to father's toxic influence. There's no need to turn your back on him and your family. Look at what that'€™s done to you so far. I'€™ve only seen you for mere moments and I can tell how miserable you really are. Sure, you look a bit different. You'€™ve buffed up and I'm sure your Felstar charm on top of that is making men and women both swoon. But you'€™re still clearly unhappy. And I hate seeing my baby brother in such a state."
Kylin let out another soft sigh as Elza brushed past him for the door. Before he could say anything else, she spoke up once again. "Hurry and clean yourself up. I heard of a new little restaurant nearby with an amazing menu. Let your big sis treat you to brunch so we can catch up. I can'€™t wait to hear all about this Merik guy you supposedly fell so hard for."
Kylin grinned faintly, fondly remembering when he first met Gerik and made the same mistake with his name. "€œIt's Gerik."
Elza shrugged as she exited the room, turning around to glance at Kylin. "Whatever. I'€™ll meet you in the lobby. Don'€™t keep me waiting. We have so much to catch up on, after all."€Â
Elza shut the door behind her, taking out a single linkpearl after the fact. "Father, it'€™s going to take a bit more work than I thought to get him back in the family. But I assure you that all is on course so far. You may want to start working on your next move."
Cartius set his linkpearl down following Elza'€™s update, smiling faintly to himself as he sat in his large office desk chair and gazed carefully at the chess board in front of him. After a long moment of examining the game's pieces in front of him, the Felstar patriarch shifted his gaze to another object on the desk -- a small framed portrait of Kylin. Next to that portrait was one of Elza. The man smiled to himself and gently reached out to each picture, lovingly tracing his fingers around the rim of each picture. He then reached into his desk drawer and removed another small portrait, placing it next to the other two before speaking softly to himself. "My darling Seraphine...it is time for us all to be a true family at long last."
About a week later...
Kylin awoke to a loud knock upon his inn door. Several beams of light shone brightly through the bedroom window, further intensifying the hyur'€™s massive hangover from the previous night. The knocking continued until Kylin finally rose from his bed covers and slipped on a pair of pants nearest to him. Foregoing a shirt, the young man climbed his way over the messy bedroom floor and headed for the door out in the small and equally messy living room. He ran a single hand through his unkempt hair before swinging the door open in clear annoyance, his eyes then widening at the sight on the other side. "...Elza?"
Elza flashed a warm smile at Kylin, her casual cotton white tabard and slops a sharp contrast to what she was often seen wearing, further throwing Kylin. "€œHello little brother. It'€™s been such a long time." The woman wasted no time in throwing her arms around the baffled sibling, hugging him tightly as he returned the embrace.
"You'€™re okay! How did you...what..." Kylin struggled to figure out which question to ask his sister first. Her disappearance following House Mavanix'€™s fall over a full cycle ago had worried him for some time. And now she had somehow showed up right at his doorstep out of the blue.
"€œUse coherent sentences, Kylin."€ Elza smiled sweetly at her brother before she brushed past him and into his room as if she owned the place. The indigo haired beauty couldn'€™t help but raise an eyebrow as she gazed upon the messy chambers. Clothes were scattered just about everywhere. Leftover food from gods know how far back still sat upon the center table. The smell of booze filled the room and empty bottles were scattered about the entire area. Elza sighed softly to herself as she crossed her arms and turned her gaze back to her still surprised brother.
"I'm glad you'€™re okay,"€ Kylin said with a faint smile. "€œI was worried about you after that whole Dalamud thing. But...how did you find me?"
"Father told me you were here," Elza stated without flinching. "And it'€™s a pity he waited so long to tell me about your...situation. You look worse than I imagined, no offense."€Â
"You'€™re speaking with our father again?"€ Kylin stared in shock. "€œAfter everything he did? You were enraged with him, and rightfully so. I can'€™t believe you'€™d so easily let him back into your life after all that."
"€œWell, anger comes and goes. But we only have one father. And -you- were very quick to forgive him when you found out about his plot against House Mavanix if I recall."
Kylin sighed as he reached for the nearby sofa and picked off a shirt from it, pulling it over himself. "€œI was a fool then. I should have done what you did and gotten the hell out of there when I found out. But why your change of heart toward him?"
Elza smirked and sat on the ledge of the sofa, crossing one leg over the other comfortably. "€œI assure you that I'€™m still angry with him. But family is far too important for one to allow anger to shatter it, don'€™t you think? You should consider letting go of that anger as well...for your own sake. After all, who but us do you have when all is said and done?"
"€œI'€™m not going back to father," Kylin said matter-of-factly. "€œEveryone has always said how much of a poisonous influence he was on my life and I finally see it myself."
Elza smiled faintly as she rose from her seat and walked over to Kylin. She gently placed a single hand on her brother'€™s face lovingly. "Poison can only be fatal if you lack the antidote, Kylin. Fortunately, you and I both have the antidote to father's toxic influence. There's no need to turn your back on him and your family. Look at what that'€™s done to you so far. I'€™ve only seen you for mere moments and I can tell how miserable you really are. Sure, you look a bit different. You'€™ve buffed up and I'm sure your Felstar charm on top of that is making men and women both swoon. But you'€™re still clearly unhappy. And I hate seeing my baby brother in such a state."
Kylin let out another soft sigh as Elza brushed past him for the door. Before he could say anything else, she spoke up once again. "Hurry and clean yourself up. I heard of a new little restaurant nearby with an amazing menu. Let your big sis treat you to brunch so we can catch up. I can'€™t wait to hear all about this Merik guy you supposedly fell so hard for."
Kylin grinned faintly, fondly remembering when he first met Gerik and made the same mistake with his name. "€œIt's Gerik."
Elza shrugged as she exited the room, turning around to glance at Kylin. "Whatever. I'€™ll meet you in the lobby. Don'€™t keep me waiting. We have so much to catch up on, after all."€Â
Elza shut the door behind her, taking out a single linkpearl after the fact. "Father, it'€™s going to take a bit more work than I thought to get him back in the family. But I assure you that all is on course so far. You may want to start working on your next move."
Cartius set his linkpearl down following Elza'€™s update, smiling faintly to himself as he sat in his large office desk chair and gazed carefully at the chess board in front of him. After a long moment of examining the game's pieces in front of him, the Felstar patriarch shifted his gaze to another object on the desk -- a small framed portrait of Kylin. Next to that portrait was one of Elza. The man smiled to himself and gently reached out to each picture, lovingly tracing his fingers around the rim of each picture. He then reached into his desk drawer and removed another small portrait, placing it next to the other two before speaking softly to himself. "My darling Seraphine...it is time for us all to be a true family at long last."
