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Mere Advice, Nothing More (Cyrus, Nif)
Fri 24 May 2019, 1:56 pm
Artist: Kota Hoshino - Song: EG Expression II
To be Grandmaster of the Sternritter came with privileges few others enjoyed. While it was true most of them did not concern Cyrus, there were two which saw fairly frequent use. The first of these was the wide information network he had formed courtesy of those Vandenreich members he sent across the globe. He was, after all, one of the highest authorities in the organization, and he treated his people with a compassion that would ensure a mutual loyalty. He did not want blind followers, but allies. He gained information from them not by ordering it, but simply by treating them such that they would share it with him. Regardless, the word of the many Quincy was one of the greatest things to which Cyrus had access. The other...
“Niflheim. My apologies for extended absence, I have been rather preoccupied as of late. A great deal to do, especially with the war as it has been. The Soan fellow has finally left our domain, something I am all too happy to report.”
In truth, the regularity with which Cyrus felt a desire to give counsel to the Elect distressed him tremendously. Such a thing was both unprofessional and, frankly, wholly inappropriate. She associated herself intimately with Ulv Auber, a woman on whom Cyrus' opinion was...mixed, to put it delicately. But this id not seem to reflect much on how he viewed Niflheim, and that was something which gave him great pause any time he considered it. Why was that? What was the reason for this consistent attachment to his superior?
Such a question was hypothetical, of course. Cyrus knew fully that this was simply attraction, nothing more and nothing less. It was quite simple though, surface level at best. Outright subtle, even. There were few things about her which stood out to him, after all. Her eyes, of course, mesmerizing in their ever-shifting shade, silver at a glance, though he had noted a myriad of shades and could recall most offhand. But who could not do such a thing? Her inhumanly pale skin, as well, unblemished as it was, elegant as the finest porcelain and yet infinitely more beautiful to look upon in its radiance. Natural for anyone to remember. Her hair as well, of course, such gossamer which might never have been woven even by divine hands, much less by anyone upon the Earth.
...Having considered those all together, perhaps it ran a touch deeper than “surface level.” Regardless, none of those features, beautiful though they might have been, were truly what Cyrus found himself gravitating towards in Niflheim. Rather, it was her ability to display such presence and such authority, to carry herself as was expected of someone in her position, and to let nothing of her humanity show through. He understood fully that it was present, that she was not simply an unfeeling machine. He had seen the faintest traces of it here and there, and of course if she was to marry (something Cyrus often let slip his mind), then it was only natural that there was far more beneath the shell she displayed. Yet it did not come through. The Vandenreich saw only their unflinching leader, resolute and unwavering to lead them forward. It was something Cyrus could not help but find...admirable. Yes, that was it. Surely.
“There is nothing further on my agenda at the moment, though of course I am here to advise you on any matter you see fit to discuss.”
How true that was. Cyrus did not like to have his time wasted. He did not appreciate spending even a few moments on idle chit chat. Yet for the Elect, he would have spoken on any topic she desired for hours on end. He hated it, truly. This level of admiration (yes, admiration, certainly not affection) did not suit him. He was not sure something so unbecoming suited anyone. Yet he could not turn himself away from her radiance, though he masked it as though simply a well-meaning subordinate. In time, he hoped, it would all simply pass.
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