Wishing For More

"Oh that wasn't because he was hitting on me, that was because he saw a short dress and took it as permission" and really she didn't have time for that. It wasn't like she was anything special, not when the Gods had never taken any interest. Something she should be glad of, but it was difficult not to wonder if she really was so undesirable, when Zeus seemed to go for anyone. "No restaurant is that quiet this time of night" not from people like that anyway. "Besides, pretty sure you're now very aware what I can do if you were trying anything" and she didn't really believe she was. Besides, she wasn't sure it mattered anyway. Who'd even notice if she wasn't here?

"Ah, that would make sense! I am glad it's not hitting on you, as I'd very much like to hit on you." Viviana smiled easily at Ash, deciding she very much liked this woman. Blunt, honest, very much reminding her of herself in some ways. "Quiet enough to converse at least. I'm doing my best to give you options since, well, it's quite forward of me to invite you home when we've only just met. Even if I'm very sure I'd never try anything I didn't ask permission to do." She was serious about that, just as she stayed solemn for her next question. "Does your answer change at all if I tell you rather bluntly, should we decide this attraction is mutual and we like each other's company as much as I think we will, that I'd very much like to try a variety of scandelous things together in my bed later this evening?"

At that he raised an eyebrow, "been accused of many things lass, most of them true, but sad eyes is definitely a new one" one that would be annoying to get out, reputations could be everything. "Not sure why, been in all the usual places.

Viviana raised an eyebrow right back at him, cocking her head slightly before weighing her words. She didn't want to make him nervous. "I doubt many see it, but when you think people aren't looking there's an...emptiness. I'm just usually looking." Viv shrugged a little and looked ahead "I'd never tell a soul handsome, it's the little tidbit about you I keep for myself. One of the many things I think about when I think about you." Viviana chuckled before finishing her glass. "I suppose we're just out of sync. Or we're going home with the evening's company before the other arrives." She chuckled a little and gave him a smile. "How is life treating you these days Fitzy?"

"I didn't lose a limb... this world was kinder than ours" which felt odd to say, given that he had no use in his arm. That was still kinder than having a wing instead. He would never hold that against his sister, not after what she had been through. But that didn't make it easy. Not when he saw how people looked at him back then. A mix of horror and disgust, sometimes then remembering he was royalty and pity came into it. Frankly that was the one he hated the most. "That version of me hasn't existed for a long time now. I don't smile anymore, let alone making anyone else smile. And I avoid people rather than be kind to them" all he was now was a shadow, he knew that, a living ghost.

"Do you truly think that the status of your extremities had any bearing on how I felt about you?" Declan kept the prince's hand pressed to his chest, just needing him to listen, and for him to know Aendras had listened. "I can't say the last time I smiled or laughed, and I only speak to others about their horses, or to their horses. The only purpose I have in living is keeping a very spoiled royal horse alive for as long as she'd like to be." His jaw flexed for a moment before he pushed forward. "Do you still care for me Aendras? Or has your fondness for me died?"

"That can be lonely" she knew it would be easier if someone from home was here, but even then, most didn't remember what had happened. "Do you trust them to manage?" she asked, wondering how he felt about it. "My family will be fine, just worried my dad will be too worried if I'm not there... though whose to say what those left behind are left with" it was a strange question, she hoped they didn't know, her father would be risking so much if he did. At that though, she laughed softly, "oh not the magical side of it. Just the... normalness of it all. I grew up in New York City, and then moved to a small town, so it feels a bit like that. The magical appearing buildings... that is definitely new. It sounds more like your home was more like this if there was magic".

"It can be, but, it's also nice to meet people from other worlds, try to expand my horizons a little bit I suppose." Andras smiled faintly before nodding. "I do. I can't say I was a necessity to..anyone. So they can definitely manage. I did my job." Nodding, he listened to her explain about her missing family with interest, frowning a little. "Hopefully you'll be reunited soon, either here or in your home. You didn't have magic in your world? It must be...easier, at times. Not having to deal with that side of things. But do you at least like it here?"

"So do you have someone who fusses over you?" he asked, admittedly flipping it back onto him. He had family after all, but he had never been sure who Dorian had. Hopefully someone, if not from home, then here. This place was good at that. "Of course, why would I not wish to hear you talk?" he asked, genuinely as he did like hearing him talk, about anything. "Perhaps it will, or you are overthinking this".

Dorian cocked his head at the question. "I have people who care in their way....But I can't say I've ever needed fussing over." He loved his brother, but admittedly didn't really picture Haytham as the fussing sort. Laughing a little at the other's question, he shrugged. "There's a difference between talking and bragging about myself. There'd be no reason for me to brag on myself." Shaking his head a little, he just looked up at Theus before responding. "Wanting to take care of you isn't overthinking everything. It's exactly the sort of thing I'd like to think on. Among other things, but that's a great start."

"I'm more curious why now there are shadows, and seemingly affecting everyone" and he did love a mystery. Whatever the shadows were, that didn't seem to matter, the why was far more interesting. "Afraid I am a product of my time, we never talk" not about the War, never about that. "Percy knows who feeds him".

Lady smiled softly as Marius started trying to solve the puzzle, figuring that was a good sign at least. "We can add it to the pile of odd mysteries in this place." Her thumb continued gently rubbing his arm, hoping the touch was soothing, Lady raising a brow at his words. "Never? That's...that must be hard. To keep everything in." She frowned at the thought before chuckling. "Or he loves you. Dogs are capable of love."

"You realise it takes two for that right?" he asked, "although could have done with a lot less alcohol and more memory" he remembered some, but it definitely could have been clearer. "Then I vote just not moving until our heads aren't as... murderous".

He tried not to groan as he stood, blushing again when he was reminded he was still naked, but he wasn't about to try to make it to the kitchen at the moment and just went to get some water and meds from the kitchen. Taking it himself, he returned with some pills and a full glass for Kallus, sitting back on the bed with a sigh. "It does, but alcohol makes things fuzzy. But I agree. It's been quite awhile since I drank that much.."

                  elphaba  knew  that  this  place  truly  wasnt  were  they  were  supposed  to  end  up  ,  that  was  proven  to  her  by  all  the  weird  stuff  that  was  going  on.  but  at  this  point  ,  elphaba  didnt  care  the  only  thing  that  truly  mattered  was  they  were  together.  thats  what  they  set  out  to  do  with  leaving  oz  and  despite  it  not  being  the  original  plan  it  was  still  away  from  there.  a  smile  pulled  at  her  lips  as  his  hands  moved  to  her  arms  ,  nodding  her  head  in  agreement  at  his  words.  ‘  i  agree  ,  it  doesnt  matter  were  we  end  up  just  use  together.  ‘

Fiyero wasn't about to worry about how they got here or where they should be. He and Elphaba were safe and together. And while he hadn't minded being a scarecrow he was rather delighted to be human with her again. "My sentiment exactly. I'm relieved to find you remembering me as well. It'd be a shame to have to woo you all over again." He chuckled, a hand sliding down to entwin their fingers together as he spoke. "Even though I very much love you and would've attempted to win you back without any convincing."

It was definitely an adjustment, but hopefully this was a good thing. Odd as it was, it might mean he got what he wanted and now had a brain. Even if she had always believed he was the smartest out of them. "Actual name? Was it before?" that seemed odd, why wouldn't he shared that before? "It is good to see you again".

Fiyero truly was happy to see the girl, having grown protective of her on their journey even if he'd had to keep so much from her. "Yes, and...yes. There's a lot about Oz you didn't know, and if I'd been open about who I was, well...we likely would've been arrested at the Emerald City. I'll explain now if you want to know, but it is..quite a lot." He smiled softly before it brightened. "It is good to see you as well Dorothy, and little Toto! Though I hope you were at least able to make it home for a little while before, appearing here?"

"I only say what I believe to be true" that he had always tried to do, no matter how hard it was somedays. "How can you not have faith in people? That's all there is really. Small actions people take" it was all he had ever seen. Little people doing little things. "Must be something rare if that's all you have faith in" he wasn't sure he could guess what it was, alcohol probably, though he hoped it wasn't like that. "You sound surprised, I do have a life outside of work".

"i know. And I admire your conviction." Grantaire flashed the other man another smile before shrugging. "Everyone lets you down eventually. Too much faith in others and eventually that let down is even bigger than anticipated. Better to keep my faith in others sparse." A soft, genuine smile curved his lips at the other's comment, nodding. "It's very rare. And I doubt you'd be able to guess at it. But it's all I've ever placed full trust in." He nodded, looking away for a moment before back at Enj. "Oh? Truly? Then tell me, my overworked friend, what is this outside life you speak of?"

"There's always a right thing to do" but how rare it was that the right thing and the easy thing were one and the same. "But he is here. Not everyone is as fortunate as to have their loved ones here" or in her case, anyone here. She was trapped, alone, in a world she didn't understand. "I used to, quite literally, try and ignore the world by sitting in a chair in the corner, imagining what could be. The reality is, life does not change doing that".

"Hm. I think the world is a little greyer than that. Something can be the right action, but not necessarily right for an individual." Grantaire smiled faintly before nodding. "I am grateful of that. It's not so different from how things were before. I can bear whatever this is. I'm sorry, if you're one of those missing a loved one." Finishing his drink, he let out a genuine smile at that thought. "I don't know that I have the imagination for that, but it sounds a peaceful escape. Life won't change for me either way, it'd just complicat his if I started spouting nonsense. He seems content as he is. That's enough for me."

"What you see as work, I don't" he replied with a shrug. It seemed to be an discussion that he had with a lot of people recently. He didn't understand why it seemed so ridiculous that he actually liked what he did, and did it with good reason. Though at that he raised an eyebrow, wondering why Grantaire would think he was unimportant, but deciding that might be better for when he was sober. "Mmm, and I'm not going to go back to sleep, until you have a blanket".

"Yes dear." Grantaire shook his head with a smile, knowing even drunk that he'd never convince Enjolras he overworked himself. "I know you love it, you're so good at it. Amazing, really. So goddamn inspirational. But you deserve good things too." He really just wanted to pass out, hugging the throw pillow and settling before Enjolras was threatening to not sleep. "Fineee. Whatever. Just do it. I'll remember to fold it when I go. Maybe."

"Given that I actually like my desk the way it is, I can feel the blackmail" annoying, but he also knew his brother. There was no point in actually resisting it either. "I don't drink alcohol" he added with a shrug, he never had liked the stuff, what it was he wasn't sure. "Whichever you prefer" it wasn't his choice wither way, although he did always enjoy spending time with him.

Dorian grinned at his brother, leaning on the desk happily. "If that counts as blackmail then yes, that's exactly what's happening. No alcohol will happen, at all. We will find a cafe or a restaurant or something, I'll feed you and hope you enjoy a few hours with me and I'll bring you right back, okay?" He paused, his smile dimming a little but he added. "but, seriously, I will take no for an answer if you don't want to or really can't. I like kidnapping you but, if you are too busy I will leave and not touch your desk and will try this again another day."