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Archer of Black/Chiron
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[horsepowered]

[Chiron knows very well that there's no appropriate way to react to what she's just said. Of course, he's more sympathetic to these things than others might be, given how his own conception occurred. So he is silent for a moment before saying:]

While I am glad to know the person you are today, your brother was an ass.

[dorzalta]

[ That earns him a throaty chuckle, and a sweet smile. ]

He was terrible, far more than he was good by the end. But sometimes I remember the boy who cared for me, and who would let me crawl into bed with him whilst he told me stories of our ancestors.

[horsepowered]

I suppose the desire to return to what was once your family's became an obsessive matter?

[dorzalta]

Perhaps. Did you ever have someone in your life like that?

[ The way he speaks suggests he might. ]

[horsepowered]

Of my own flesh and blood? No. I was an only child. But the track your brother took, that is not an uncommon thread for such a situation.

[dorzalta]

Isn't it? Not something I'd wish upon any, enemy or ally.

[horsepowered]

Enduring it isn't what I'd wish for anyone either.

If he were to appear, suddenly, what would you have me do?

[dorzalta]

[ His question has her fingers stilling, blue eyes considering his resting form. ]

Viserys? I doubt he will. My husband killed him; he's little to offer COST.

[horsepowered]

Humor me.

[There's no actual comedy to be had, but Chiron wants an honest answer.]

[dorzalta]

[ Silence. Stillness. It lasts for a miniature eternity, one where she weighs risk and benefit, considering--actually considering--what she might do if her brother did come back. ]

It... depends on what he last memory is, I suppose. He'll be in a frightful mood if it's anything leading to his death. Restrain him, most likely, before he causes harm to himself or one of ours. Keep him from doing something stupid.

I struck him once. He was still a boy in so many ways. Too stupid and arrogant to realize his madness.

[horsepowered]

Understood. I'll be as gentle as any met resistance allows for.

[Which is to say there won't be any stomping. But Chiron shifts a little, one long horsey leg splaying out. It's ridiculous looking, but then again, so's this entire scene.]

[dorzalta]

I leave it to your good judgment to handle him as best you see, be it gentle or rough.

[ The diplomatic way of saying 'I still love my brother, kind of, but he deserves to get his ass kicked.' There's the faint traces of amusement, and she's eyeing his horsey leg. ]

May I ask a personal question of you?

[horsepowered]

Let's hope it's the former.

[He doesn't want to manhandle unless he's gotta.]

Of course. Please, go ahead.

[dorzalta]

For his sake, I certainly do.

[ There may very well be some manhandling ]

Is it strange being half man and horse?

[horsepowered]

[As long as it isn't a hoof to the face....]

It never has been for me. And I'm extremely familiar with being among humans in this form, so that hasn't been an issue either in my life.