1x1 Silent Symphony & Of the Falls

[Veins Of Opal]

Vicente quietly drummed his fingers on the table, thinking to himself. He certainly couldn't describe the relationship between Lucien and Sigma. Well, Vicente and Sigma could be considered friends, though she and Lucien certainly wouldn't be considered "friends". I thought popped into his mind, and he flicked his crimson gaze to Sigma. "You know... you don't have to stay here any longer. Artyom is dead. You could leave, if you wanted." he mused softly.

Lucien stood outside the doorway of the kitchen, leaning against the frame. He silently listened as he heard Vicente speak up, and he swallowed harshly. Frankly, he didn't particularly want her to leave. She gave Lucien something to do besides assassinate people, of course. He ran a hand through his hair, heaving a sigh.

[Falls]

Sigma chuckled darkly in response as she scraped the rest of Lucien's food into the garbage. "I'm sure Lucien would love that. He'd probably do a little jig as I left too." She set the plates in the sink, her mind racing. She'd love to leave. But at the same time, she knew she'd hate being gone. "What about you, Vicente? Would you miss me?"

[Veins Of Opal]

Vicente was silent for a moment. "I would definitely miss you, Sigma." he responded softly, unaware that they were being listened to. He certainly had grown fond of Sigma, though.

Lucien clenched his fist as he heard them speaking, jealousy flaring in his chest. With that, he turned and went downstairs, to the training room. He didn't care if it would aggravate his wound, he simply needed to relieve his anger. As he got down to the training room, the sand gritted beneath his bare feet, the candlelight flickering off of his bare torso. The star white bandage had spots of blood from the wound on it here and there. He turned to one of the straw dummies, and began throwing his fists as it, not caring about the injury or anything at the moment.

[Falls]

Sigma felt that same warm feeling overtake her that she had felt in the forest as she was holding Vicente's hand. She was gave a soft smile. "I-" She was suddenly interupted by a muffled thump from below. She frowned, looking towards the doorway. "Is that Lucien? Is he in the training room?" She went rigid, once again angry at the man. "That idiot! He'll hurt his shoulder even more!" She turned around and began washing the plates with a vengance, just barely resisting the urge to storm down there and knock some sense into Lucien. "I don't know how you put up with that moron," she mumbled through gritted teeth. Really, she was angry at him because she didn't want him to hurt himself after she'd worked so hard to see that his wound was patched up. Despite her outward disgust for Lucien, she didn't like to see him in pain.

[Veins Of Opal]

"At least he's not attacking one of us." Vicente said with a shrug, though he knew it would slow the healing process of Lucien's wound even more. Vicente was, of course, a cool mannered person. He didn't get angry easily. When he got mad, which was a rarity, he sat down with a book or something.

Lucien gave a huff as he leaned against the wall, taking a breather. Blood had trickled down his arm after bleeding through the bandage a bit. Of course, like always, he didn't particularly care, were it not for the stinging pain from his protesting shoulder. His toned torso heaved as he took in a deep breath, fixing his hair with his good arm.

[Falls]

Sigma looked up from the sink to Vicente, studying him for signs of sarcasm. "That's not much of a brightside," she mumbled, yanking the towel from where it hung and scrubbing the dishes dry until they shone. A loud clamor followed as Sigma opened the cupboard and shoved them into their proper places. When she finished, she glared at the cupboard door for a moment, letting the remainder of her anger simmer down to a calm annoyance. "...Whatever. That's his deal." She trudged over to the table and sat back down. "Are you going for a walk tonight?" Her voice was soft and withdrawn, but a little hopeful at the prospect of possibly going back outside.

[Veins Of Opal]

"I was planning on it." Vicente responded with a kind smile, brushing back a loose strand of his hair. He flicked his crimson eyes to Sigma, trying to lighten the dreary mood. He stood from his seat, stretching his arms and giving a yawn.

Lucien finally decided he should go wash the blood off, and he stumbled upstairs a bit, making his way to the bathroom. He grabbed one of the towels, removing the bandage and hissing as he dabbed the blood away from his skin and the wound. Rinsing it with water, he leaned against the wall, looking at himself in the mirror. The handsome assassin had gained a little bit of colour, though his hair was still a bit messy, and the bandage on his shoulder stood out more than he would have liked. He frowned at his appearance in the mirror, furrowing his brow.

[Falls]

Sigma's hopeful expression bloomed into a smile. "Can I come again?" she asked softly. She could practically smell the night air already. Her foggy blue eyes met his crimson orbs and watched them eagerly. She almost felt like a dog begging for a walk around the block. It was a fair comparison though. She figured she was just about as desperate for exercise as any pet dog cooped up in their master's house.

[Veins Of Opal]

Vicente chuckled, nodding. "Of course you can, dear." he chimed happily as he flicked his crimson eyes to her. His pupils had returned to their circular shape, less predatory looking than when they were mere slits, like a snake.

Lucien heard the two still talking, and he growled to himself. He went to the hatch after slipping on his leather boots, not bothering with a shirt. He climbed out to the best of his ability, shutting the hatch behind him. He whistled for Shadowmere. When all else failed, the mare could easily calm him down.

[Falls]

Sigma smiled at Vicente, grateful for his kind willingness to let her tag along. She stood, glancing down at her bare feet as she stepped away from the table and pushed her chair in. "You have no idea how much I appreciate this, Vicente. It hurts sometimes, being underground for so long." Her voice grew soft. "But I guess it doesn't have to be like that anymore, now that I can leave." She looked up at Vicente, her smile fading as a slightly troubled look replaced it. "I don't know if I want to leave."