Exsultate nos et vos, et seraphim
Cælum, et terra laudibus hymnum
Independant Slightly-AU Zacahrie RP Blog, please read pages prior to interactions.
((Aggressively wants to do every AU ever but also doesn’t like rping in Skype))
He puts his arms around them in return, sighing softly. If he had to endure the beating he’d escaped as a child, it was worth it just so someone so young and fragile wouldn’t have to. “Do you want to rest with me? Once I put him to bed? I’d probably sleep better…”
"Of course." They lean up and press a chaste kiss upon his nose. "I rather like sleeping with company, anyway."
"I guess not. But there’s just so few of us as it is… I can’t imagine living with Blondie. I thought, once this was over he’d just give up the search. He was going to have to kill the kid anyway, so I don’t know why he’s suddenly so focused on finding him even if it’s not necessary." He leans over, resting his chin on their head. "I’m gonna go read him a story or something. Just spend some time with him."
"…Very well." They say, giving him a brief hug. They are very worried about him. He was taking on the pain that he never bore, only to have the child live. They hoped for the best to come of what was going to happen.
"You’ll do good to rest, as well. You needn’t be weak when facing them."
"He won’t find out. You can come, make sure I don’t get too hurt, and then they can go off and look for him and leave us alone. It’s not supposed to be complicated…" Things never seem to stay easy though. He has to account for that. "I just want them both to leave us alone. I want to give one of my alternates a fighting chance at a good life. I don’t understand why that’s such a crime in the eyes of the universe."
They hummed thoughtfully. “I don’t know. However, if it were as against your kind’s survival as we seem to think, then I would not have met you at all, no?” They smile softly.
"If anything, you’re supporting the chance that he lives. I don’t want you to do something like this, but if it is the only way to ensure his survival, then I suppose it cannot be helped…it is better than code becoming involved, since he will inevitably tell them."
"Yeah, but even if you step in, can you actually stop her from rewriting things…? I guess if I was actually at risk of dying, since that’s part of the deal- And what do you mean he’s going to kill me?" Hugo frowns, pulling away from their touch. He knew they were aware of far more than they let on, and his fate might be one of those things. "Is that something the eye told you? Is he seriously going to kill me?!"
"…I do not trust him. You are important to me, and you have blatantly disrespected him on multiple counts. He sees you as an impure, an enemy, and yes, his desire is to kill you. Whether or not he’ll succeed is still variable." They confess whatever they can manage at the moment.
"If he finds out you have the child, then he is certain to try."
"I… I don’t know, I guess! It’s not like I said she couldn’t do it, just, when I said it was the right time, and she’d leave me alone til then! I panicked! I’m… I’m sorry. Maybe I can talk to her again…" He presses his face into his hands. Why had she come so late at night when he was anything but prepared to make deals? "The kid’s not even a part of it. She doesn’t know about that. This is for the sake of keeping my file safe…"
"…." They sigh and run a hand through his hair. "I know you are trying to do what’s best, dearest Hugo, but I only trust her judgement as a puppeteer, not a friend. Her alliegiance is with the file’s completion." They mull over what to do.
"However, I do not think she’s so underhanded that she’d trick you that way, no. I trust her far more than I do her pawn, and he has no reason to believe he should wait to kill you when he’s going to anyway."
"If she were to catch on that you have him, however. I fear she wouldn’t back off until they had him safe and sound." They hummed as they continued to pet through his hair.
"…I’ll be going with you. If anything catches my senses, I’ll withdraw you from the deal. I will not have you being beaten to expiration. Even at risk of the good graces of the dear puppeteer."
"….I think we should have a discussion, Hugo."
"Ah… that was fast." He knew they wouldn’t be happy about this. It’s just now that he’s woken up, past noon, and he still only managed to sleep for a few hours.
"…You are aware that I only agreed to assisting you with this ‘situation’ under the circumstances that your safety and this file’s safety were priority, correct?" They are certainly passed ‘not happy’. The child doesn’t want to be here and refuses to give up on his father. He’s letting himself be weakened on behalf of a child that is only going to lead his murderous father to them. Not to mention who he put trust in.
"What exactly are you expecting? The puppeteer of your file to actually spare herself the chance to set the file right?"