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[Ha. Listen to Cater go. Him handling this so well. So much better than Idia ever could. He's their Dominant. He's the one that's supposed to be taking care of them, of making sure they had all they needed to survive Duplicity.

And Idia's failing at it.

He really is useless, Idia giving a shake of his head as a hand comes up to his mouth, a sound that started as a sigh out before turning to a forced, angry chuckle, but... not quite sounding like himself... as if his voice is doubled over on itself, the sound of static mixed it.

He really is pathetic. Can't do a single job right.

Silent for that time as Silver spoke, trying to push back those self-pity thoughts, to shove on that mask and act like he should; as a Dominant. As the Boss. As someone who has their shit together and has to run stuff. Even if all he wants to do is crawl into bed and stay there and never wake up again. The Fates aren't that kind. But any attempt to compose himself is shoved to the side as Silver speaks, Idia's attention snapping back to that.] What? [All of that self doubt instantly vanishing.]

What do you mean about to do something terrible? [Idia's tone shifting as well. Flat. Serious. Needing an answer.]

I don't think catastrophes are meant to be handled alone.

[The softly spoken sentiment doesn't get any further than that between the sound Idia makes followed by the next thing Silver says. Lilia and Malleus? Hard not to imagine these two events are related, but that's not something that can just be dropped without context.]

What happened, Silver? Tell us everything so we can understand.

[Silver blots at his eyes some more, letting himself lean a bit more into Cater. It's awful to put this on someone who's already suffering, but Silver is too tired to fight it alone right now.]

... he said he was going to give all of us a world without sorrow or loss, a new beginning. Everyone could feel him concentrating his magic, it was unlike anything I've ever experienced before. I... I think he was about to use his Signature Spell. I've no idea what it is, but what else could be that powerful?

[He can still remember the sheer dread settling into the pit of his stomach at that moment.]

[...fuck.

Idia still for several long moments, before a long sigh out.] Ffffuuuuuuccckk. [Hand up to rub at his forehead. Godsdamnit. That sounded just... a little too familiar. Far too familiar. To rework the world. Create it again. And honestly... Idia's not super surprised. He's seen the data. Seen a pattern. Just...]

Fucking Malleus Draconia... [If what is going to happen that Idia thinks is to Silver's world... well fuck, Idia shaking his head at the thought. If only he had time to research it better. To considering what was going on. What was really going on. But he hadn't. Things had gone too fast.

Not that it matters to his world. At all.

Still, the idea that Malleus may be Overblotting... is terrifying, that static-y tone to Idia's voice back,] Eehhhh, this is why I didn't Overblot him myself. Too much of a wildcard. Too powerful. What a pain.

Malleus...

[Doing something like that? They all knew he was powerful, but...Seven. Cater feels a knot forming in his throat. He doesn't know what to say, how to be helpful--his brain is spinning overtime trying to come up with something to say to Silver but unable to settle on anything.

And then Idia makes that sound.]

O-Overblot him yourself? Idia, what the Hell?

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