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One Upheaval After Another (Closed with phantomflame) (1/1)

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Oli's eyes widened at the thought of other people finding pleasure in inflicting pain and causing death. He knew that he would never be able to do anything like that himself, and he wasn't sure if he would even be able to kill someone like that either. Did Cyris expect him to practice killing?

He followed Cyris through the underbrush, hoping that the other boy knew where they were going because Oli sure didn't. "He'd probably poison you," he chuckled, already missing his uncle. "But I'm sure I'll be able to defend myself well in no time. I'm going to have a really good teacher after all."

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Cyris keeps walking, carefully pushing plants to of the way and looking over his shoulder at Oliver, “Anyways, it shouldn’t be that bad. The ones who enjoy inflicting the pain most likely wont kill you quickly, so you’ll still have a fighting chance. I think being horribly scared is better than dying. . .”

He pauses, “No. . . Wait. . . Depends on the scar. . .” He smiles slightly.

“Poison? Poison is almost 100% ineffective against me. I grew up on a diet that was half poison. I’m exaggerating here, but still.” He keeps walking, humming to himself. “As long as you follow my lead, you’ll learn quickly.”

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Oli paled slightly as he began to realize exactly what he would have to deal with in the future. Assassins and murders have always been fun scary stories to tell and listen to at night, but being with Cyris, he was starting to understand how real all of this was. There would come a time very soon when he would be expected to hurt, and even kill, someone else just to survive.

He pushed his dark thoughts away, instead giving Cyris a small smile that immediately grew into a frown of concern at his companion's comment about poison. "I'm sorry, what? How the hell are you still alive?"
He followed after Cyris, horrified about how messed up his childhood was and how indifferent he was about being raised to be a killer. It made Oli have the sudden urge to give him a comforting hug. He shook his head at the thought, knowing Cyris would probably slice his throat open if Oli attempted to do anything like that. "I'll do my best."

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“Don’t worry, I’ll do my best so you don’t have to kill someone, okay? If I do my job right, you won’t even know they’re there until I start talking about getting rid of the body, okay?” He looks at Oliver, tilting his head slightly.

“Um. . . Like a vaccine. I was given very small amounts for my body to get used to and know how to take care of. As I got older, the amounts got bigger. Though there are some poissons that, even in the smallest amount would still kill me. What good is an assassin if you can just slip poison into their food and kill them instantly?” He shrugs. “People sure have tried though.”

Cyris looks at him, grinning and stops suddenly, right in front of Oliver, “You sound kind of worried there, Peace.”

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Oli felt a little bit more relaxed at Cyris's reassurance, but the fact that they would even have to hide bodies in the first place made him wonder for the millionth time what exactly he had gotten himself into.

"I am worried!" Oli exclaimed, nearly smacking into Cyris at the sudden stop. He looked up into the other boy's amber eyes, doing his best to ignore how his heart began beating faster at how close they were. "You should never have been put through anything like that or been forced to drink poison, no matter how small the doses were. You deserved a normal life and it pisses me off that you weren't able to and I know that you keep brushing it off and saying that you're used to it, but I just feel useless for not being able to keep you safe-"

He paused, flushing with embarrassment as he realized he just gone on a rant and he took a step back, looking away. "I-I'm sorry, I'm just…I'm just worried that you'll get hurt.." His voice grew quieter and he realized how pathetic he sounded and he cursed himself inwardly for speaking at all.

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Cyris sighs softly, looking at him, “Peace, that was normal for me. That’s what a normal childhood I’m the Society was like. It’s one of the better ones. At least my father loved me.” He sighs, running his hand through his hair, mussing it up.

“Look, don’t be worried about me. If anyone should be worried about anyone, I should be worried about you. I know how to take care of myself, and while I’m sure you know how to take care of yourself as well, you don’t exactly have the skills I do.” Cyris looks at him, “But if we take care of each other, we’ll be fine.”

Cyris tilts his head, “It’s fine. You have a right to be worried.”

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"It shouldn't have been normal for you," Oli said stubbornly, lifting his gaze back up to Cyris. "You deserved a better childhood that didn't train you to be an assassin, you deserve to be happy and be at peace, not on the run from people who want you dead."

It began to dawn on Oli that maybe he was the one with an abnormal upbringing, given how sheltered his life was. He thought back to all the refugees he had seen throughout the years and wondered how much worse everyone else had it compared to him.

He listened to Cyris and gave him a small smile, absentmindedly taking a step forward to be closer to him. "I don't think I'll ever stop worrying about you, Amber. You've grown on me too much for me not to care, but I'll do my best to learn from you to make sure that we'll stay safe. Both of us."

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(Realizes it’s my turn after thinking it was yours for the past week and a half I’ll try to get something out today)

@phantomflame

(Lol it's all good! Take your time :))

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Cyris stares at him and then shrugs, “Everyone’s different and has different skills. Like. . . You can make some really good bread. . . And I just happen to be good at. . . Killing people-“ Now that he said it out loud, it sounded crazy and he sighs, shaking his head.

“Let’s drop the subject, shall we? It’s all opinionated and makes no sense to argue about it.”

“It’s barley been two days, Peace. You don’t really know me either. All you know is I’m a runaway and being hunted and have put your life in danger.” He crosses his arms defensively.

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(This is my oldest RP that’s still going, omg-)

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Oli couldn't help but let out a genuine laugh at the absurdity of what Cyris said, and he began to feel a little more relaxed.

"Yeah, we should drop it," he agreed, knowing that it would be pointless. They both had their own opinions and it would be better if they agreed to disagree.

"True, I do barely know you," Oli acknowledged, surprised that they'd known each other only for such a short amount of time; it had felt way longer than that. "But I also know that you've made my life a lot more exciting even if there is a possibility of being killed, and I want to help you get away from the people trying to kill you. Can you blame me for being a little concerned about how your childhood was?"

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Cyris grins, laughing and keeps walking again, pulling his hood over his face a little more, “Again, they aren’t trying to kill me. Just bring me back to my master so he can. . . Handel me. However he sees fit. Which. . . I don’t know what it would be.” He sighs heavily and kicks at a fallen stick.

“He’s unpredictable, if I behave the same way two days, one day he might see it as perfect behavior and reward me, and the next he could see it as disrespect, rebellion. He would punish me on those days. It was always hard to tell how to behave around him.”

He stares at a leaf, “But anyways, let’s go. I want to get quite the distance done today.”

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(poke)

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(Oh wow I nearly forgot this existed, I am so sorry)

@phantomflame

Oli's traitorous heart skipped a beat when Cyris laughed, but his grin fell once again, especially at the mention of Cyris's master. It sickened him how humans thought they could just own another human and treat them as property. He thought about saying this out loud and opened his mouth to do so, but after taking another look at him, he decided against it. He didn't want to make Cyris uncomfortable and closed off again

"I hope where we're going, you'll never have to worry about him or any other monsters like him again," he said instead, saying it more as a promise than wishful thinking. He would get Cyris to safety, even if it killed him; Oli knew that he hadn't done much with his life, but if he was able to save one person, someone whom he trusted so blindly without knowing why, then that would be worth it.

He tried to give his companion a small, supportive smile. "Yeah, I agree." After taking a quick glance around the woods, he added, "I know it's a little dense, but if we cut through there then it should take us farther north in a shorter amount of time; my uncle's gone through there a few times. It could also throw others off our trail if they're trying to find us."

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(So did I)

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Cyris closes his eyes, standing still for a moment. He could hear Silo's voice yelling, the hands gripping his arms to hold him. Monsters. That's what they were. All of them.

Cyris often wondered how he would feel if he had held the standards the brooches held. If he would actually be paid and given the riches someone like him would have. Would he too be a monster?

"I hope so too. I really do." He whispers, his fingers curling around the blade strapped to his hip. He loved his blades, but he hated what he did. It scared him how easily he took lives.

He steps forward again, waving his hand, "We can't cut through it. It'll leave a behind. We'll be slow, but it'll be harder to find us."

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(Me totally thinking it was my turn, but it's not. I'ma just poke)