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° 「 A. Wesker 」 °
𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳? 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥—

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↠One of the many #GhostsOfJohn

// I appear on Rerir, I say things, I leave.

"It's not the barking dog you need worry about, but the silent one standing behind it.

They're the one watching you. The barking is simply sounding the alarm."

Squint.
Suspicious.

"...I have come to realize much in my five hundred years of imposed misery, Vedrfolnir. This is not something I intend to entertain."

He will vehemently deny that his thoughts wandered to anyone in particular.

"Bisexual what? Don't be ridiculous, I'm not interested in whatever titles you and the others want to give me anymore."

// he may have had a decades long girlfriend he wanted to marry but Dain is like RIGHT THERE man, come on Reri

// I say, like I don't ship Rerir and Dain 😂

"Speak for yourself."

° 「 Varka 」 °
𝘕𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘱?

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↠ Indie Canon/AU Portrayal
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↠ One of the many #GhostsOfJohn

// and that'll be that for Rerir methinks

For @titaniumteeth.bsky.social, for his own amusement, he's left her the last few months worth of missing meks and robots in a sparking, smouldering pile in front of her door.

There's no letter, just the overwhelming presence of the Abyss to make it clear to her it was him.

Have fun, Cirice~.

~she understands its implications, then it did its job.

If not, well... he'll have to wait and see.

Celebration... it's what so many of the people around here are gearing up for lately.

He doesn't care to engage in it, but it doesn't stop him from leaving one singular Khaenri'ahn flower at an outcrop @occultushereditas.bsky.social has frequented with a simple, unsigned letter.

`𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶`

If~

~debating for himself how he wished to proceed with this now that he'd had some manner of proof that he may not be hallucinating.

Not full proof, not yet, but it was enough to make him seek the rest out at a later time... for now, he would simply wait to see what she would do next.

~other lightkeepers would return to the outcrop, he would be long gone, all that remained being the damaged lantern and the flowers Tholindis left behind as any manner of proof that someone had once been there among the devastation.

Far off from the line of view, Rerir watched in silence,~

~outcrop and encroaching Wild Hunt.

and yet, even with the carnage he let loose, he did not let anything happen to the flowers Tholindis had left there, not even when he managed to seal up the outcrop again and attempted to dismantle it to prevent it from waking again.

By the time she or any~

She might be surprised by who he chooses to make use of later, if he does.

For now, he waited until she was well out of his view and earshot before he swiftly disposed of the lantern at his hip for some manner of proof of the guises death, then he discard his disguise entirely and lay waste to the~

~himself in a moment so he doesn't lash out just yet.

"King Irminsul was mad, led astray by the Princess. THAT is why he could not stand your warning. I never cared for that. All that mattered to me was knowing what you saw so I could save her in whatever ways I could, but you withheld too much."

~me what would happen had I stayed, only that it was doomed.

I never claimed to understand the burden you bared Vedrfolnir, but only you know the full extent of what you see. You choose what information to relay and when-- and don't you DARE compare me to Vinster King!" He bites, pausing to reel~

~frustrated breath before he can bring himself to look at the other Sinner.

"...she threw herself through the moon gate because she was afraid of me, because she believed I was there to kill her, that... whatever she believed was on the other side was a means to change everything.

You never told~

"You told me to leave her, but you did not tell me WHY. THAT is what I asked of you." Rerir growls, hands balling into tight fists that he almost raises in threat.

But he stops himself, closing his only visible eye and forcing his hands to release in an attempt to control himself, letting out a~

~other's imagination would run wild and scare them off without him needing to waste his time and energy, but he was prepared to fight nevertheless.

~tell from the voice and the presence that this isn't one of the Traveller's friends, but that doesn't make this person any less suspicious.

"I will grant you this one opportunity to leave. Stay, and you leave me no choice."

What he had no choice in he deliberately left vague in the hopes the~

~angling to listen to the approaching footsteps at his back, his only visible eye narrowing at the telltale sound of metal pulling free of a sheathe, feet moving to position the body in threat.

"Nor do you appear to be of either body yourself." He growls, not bothering to turn and look. He can~

~Rerir had taken advantage of the chaos to try and locate the party (or parties) that last had his final missing piece, but he knew he still needed to tread carefully, lest he draw unwanted attention to himself prematurely.

Attention like what he seemed to draw simply by being here, his head~

~reopened on their own and which remained sealed as he'd intended, trying to cherry pick those he'd still try to make use of here and there to reclaim his heart from the Traveller and their compatriots with minimal risk to himself.

Of course, with Dottore involved on a more grand scale these days,~

~already existed in Nod-Krai before his resurrection.

...perhaps he should look into that, see who, or what, was truly responsible for the Wild Hunt he was making use of.

For now, he was watching an outcrop he'd closed up recently, returning to various sites off and on to see which of them had~

~responded to his presence, let alone obeyed his orders in the ways they used to.

Part of him wondered if it was his active refusal of the Abyss since arriving in the moon's reflection, the other suspecting it may have more to do with the fact that he was merely taking over an entity that had~

Keeping a low profile since his escape was growing more and more difficult the more people got involved with the rising numbers of Wild Hunt outcrops popping up all over Nod-Krai.

He'd shut down as many as he could on his own, at least those that he knew were in his control, but the rest scarcely~

// 💀 spent pretty much all day yesterday laid up with a fever from Hell.

I'm feelin a LITTLE bit better today?? But not where I'd like to be.

Might still be a little slow getting back to things while I recover completely.