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Felix had really been trying his best to keep his messy memory situation from Taeyong, which was quite the feat considering the other male was his boss and essentially his big brother. But, after Taeyong had invited him over for the night and made him a yummy dinner, he couldn’t take it anymore. He hated lying, even by omission. And the last thing he wanted was for his hyung to figure it out by himself and feel betrayed because he did not tell him himself.

“Well... the other day, when I didn’t come in and I said it was because I was sick,” he began sheepishly, fiddling with the long sleeves of his sweater, “um, it was actually because I forgot. That I had to work. And kind of that I had a job, for a bit. It was a weird day.” Even that was kind of toeing the line between truth and lie, and it made him feel queasy.

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Hwiyoung loved a good fight; it was so thrilling to see fists thrown, blood spilled and - now that he was on Mount Phoenix - maybe a little something extra too. At any other time he would have just sit back and watched the demigods get into a fight, but he was still a doctor and under the Hippocratic oath. “I’m afraid that I can’t do that,” he responded, hands buried into his pockets, “As much as I would love to see some excitement in this room, that man was a patient of mine and I’m morally obligated to step in should anything happen to his pacemaker.”

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Diana was, quite frankly, exhausted. She had stayed up all night writing, and she was pretty much dead on her feet. But she also had absolutely no food in her house, so unfortunately a trip to the grocery store was necessary. And that was how she ended up at the store, shuffling along with a basket of groceries that only vaguely resembled the list clutched in her hand because she could not really be bothered to check that she was getting the right stuff. As long as it was edible, who cares, right?

She had just become distracted by a display of instant noodles that seemed blissfully easy to prepare when she suddenly collided with something-- no, she realized when she looked up. Someone. Her basket had fallen from her hand, but for a moment she just stood there, stock still, like a video that was buffering. Diana.exe has stopped working.

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Felix had a problem. A big problem. He had bumped into his neighbour on the way out of the building earlier that day and their arms had brushed-- which had been alarming both because Taeyong’s skin was really cold, and because of the vision that he had seen as a result. He had managed to keep from blurting out a warning and he had went on his merry way, but the longer he mulled over the startling vision, the more guilty he felt.

After all, a good person would do something to stop a bad thing from happening if they could, even at cost to themselves, right? And he was a good person; or he tried to be a good person, anyway. So he had to warn Taeyong. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he did not at least try... But then there was the whole memory loss thing, and he was just settling and starting to figure things out, and he did not want to somehow mess that up. All of his memories had been wiped once, so how did he know that it would not happen again? It was a very hard situation, and he really did not know what he should do.

Was it selfish to want to act in his own best interests, or was it understandable? Did even considering not trying to change things make him a bad person? He had no idea, and the whole thing was giving him a headache.

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Felix grinned as Taeyong opened the door, holding up a bag of pastries and drink tray from the bakery. "I brought breakfast!" He announced happily, seeming very pleased with himself. Taeyong had been working so hard at the studio, so he wanted to give his hyung some treats and help get his day off to a good start.

"Oft, it's okay, I got you-" Rowoon just manages to gasp out as a body slams into his chest and long arms instinctively wind around the young man who'd run full pelt at him away from a barking dog. He's winded, as he looks over at the chained mutt, barking and snarling in their direction, before he yelps one or two octaves higher then his usual range as a hand touches his back and the feeling of being dunked in fresh ice water shoots up his spine.

"A-Ah cold!... Cold!" He yelps in surprise, his eyes widening and back jarring a little with a wiggle as even just the demigod's hand pressed to his shirt covered back had transferred a power manifested by surprise and fear.

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He was thankful for the help he received. His head went blank in that moment of panic when he found his dog injured in the park only after a few minutes of being unsupervised. Who or what attacked him was still a missing piece in the puzzle, the blood that tinted the white fur meant a severe wound, and, somehow, the steps he had to follow using his common sense vanished. Raiden sighed deeply, sitting down on the couch next to the other after accommodating his companion as best as he could in that provisional bed he made. "Thank you for helping us, I didn't know what to do when I saw him like that," he glanced up at the other, offering him a small smile. "We were lucky the vet was rather close, and he got treated right away... It's just that... It makes me so angry! I wasn't there to see what happened or to prevent it!" His dog was precious to him, his loyal and loving companion had always been there for him, and the attack, Raiden took it personally.