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Taming The Beast?!?

The room is plain and fairly empty. A few hours before, it had been a small study, but Set and Dia have cleared all of that stuff out and made it a much more fitting arena to face The Beast in. After all, he is going to be violent enough when he realizes what they are going to try to do to him. It probably isn't a good idea to give him access to anything that could be used as ammo.

Dia watches as Set paces around the room checking the various wards that he placed on it when they moved in. They aren't anything special--just a few detection runes--but they were never meant to do anything like keeping The Beast in check. The Beast himself has seen to it that Set can't do anything like that. That is why Bazett is stopping by. She doesn't have to try and work around The Beast to do her work; she can just do it.

Set flops down into a cross-legged sit in the middle of the floor and sighs, "I think that's it until she comes. Hopefully, it won't be too long. I think he's starting to wonder. I'm trying to distance myself, but..."

Dia nods, fingering the capped needle in his hand, "I'm really sorry about this. I hate having to do it."

"Don't be, it has to be done and this is the safest way. Just promise me something," Set gives him a hard look. "Make sure you make the most of this. You need to talk to him. I doubt he's going to let us get away with this very often. Heck, maybe not ever again. This might be the only chance we get."

"I-I know," Dia's voice wavers a moment and then he steadies himself. "I am preparing myself. It's going to hurt, but hopefully it will be the first step toward making it so it doesn't hurt so much anymore."

Set smirks and motions for Dia to come and sit with him. When Dia joins him, he wraps his arms around his lover, "That's my Baby! You have no idea how good it makes me feel to hear you say that."

Dia blushes slightly, but doesn't reply. Instead, they wait for Bazett to again make her way into their home.

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"Not quite what I mean, but I'll be good. And so just how much have I been restrained little lady?" The Beast asks with smirk. "Just how good do you think you are?"

"Come on, please just leave her be," Dia takes a few steps closer to them. "Bazett is it safe for me to go to him?"

"...Yes, for now."

She stands up and takes a few steps back, allowing Dia to approach.

"Awww, but you never told me what you did," The Beast looks sad for a moment, but the look vanishes as soon as Dia comes closer. He reaches out for him and almost coos, "Little Bird."

Dia lets The Beast wrap him in his arms and just hold him for a moment. After a short time, though, Dia pulls away slightly, "Okay, we need to talk now."

"Must we?" The Beast rolls his eyes. "What is so important?"

"Everything," Dia fixes him with a sharp look. "We have a lot of things to talk about."

Bazett does her best to shake off her surprise at seeing the Beast act so gentle.

"Yes, we do. First, explain your erratic behavior. Second, we must discuss the terms of our association with each other. That is what I wish to discuss. I am sure Diarmuid has further questions--more specific ones."

"Why do you have to talk to me about these things?" There is a whine in The Beast's voice, "Just talk to Him."

Dia gently turns The Beast's head so he will look directly at him, "It does no good just to talk to Set when you can take over whenever you want. Now, you're having one of your lucid times. Please, work with me here."

"Little Bird what do you expect from me? I am an animal. I cannot control myself most of the time," For a moment, The Beast actually looks a little sad and he raises a clawed hand to gently touch Dia's face. "Even just a little earlier tonight, I couldn't."

The Beast pauses and looks toward Bazett his brow furrowed in confusion, "Have you done this?"

"He does not understand you. He does not know what you say. To work this out, I have to speak to you."

Her voice is softer now that the Beast shows no immediate aggression.

"I restrained your power. Even if you wish to break him, you would be unable to do so unless you exerted a much greater amount of effort than you usually would. That is all I have done."

The Beast looks away from her for a moment and pulls Dia to him, almost like a security blanket, "As you say. So what do you want to talk about so badly. I'm listening."

"It is probably best if you discuss what you want first, Bazett. There is no way to guarantee how long he will remain this lucid," Dia lets himself be held despite the slightly uncomfortable position. If it will keep The Beast calm longer, than he can deal with it.

The Beast seems to sense his discomfort and shifts their positions so that Dia can rest his head against his shoulder. Once they are settled, he starts stroking Dia's hair waiting for Bazett to speak.

"Whether you like it or not, I will be working with Cu Chulainn and Diarmuid, in a business relationship, at least. It is of great importance that we seek out other Heroic Spirits before the Association would. I ask for your cooperation. Please try your best not to attack me or Diarmuid. Right now, you are providing the worst distraction from what he wants and needs to do."

"Why does he need to do it? We are fine as we are. You do it. If something goes wrong, then they will take my Little Bird away," The Beast's arms tighten unconsciously around Dia.

"It's not that easy My Wild One," Dia's voice is soft, and The Beast starts a little at the pet name. It's been a while since he's heard it. "This really is something I need to do. You say I am weak and I am, but I am trying to fix that now."

"But what if the Association gets angry, Little Bird. You know they are just waiting for a reason," The Beast almost sounds scared. "I don't want to leave you and He doesn't either! They-they will use you! They will HURT you to make us do what they want!"

It is strange, seeing this utterly different creature, the being that is called a Beast, act in such a human manner. She can evern see the slightest traces of Cu Chulainn's behavior in the Beast's.

"I do not have the same experience with technology that he does. Nor can I explain things as well as he could. If you are worried about what might happen to him, Beast, you have my word as a Heroic Spirit that they would need to kill me before I allow Diarmuid to come to harm at their hands."

Was not that night in the basement proof enough?

The Beast looks at her and then back at the man in his arms, "I have no reason to trust you, but He does. And my Little Bird does. You realize even if I agree while I can think, I can't promise that I will have control of myself enough later to keep my word. Surely you understand what it is like to be like this? You are one yourself."

"We understand that, we merely wish for you to try," Dia states from his place in The Beast's arms. "Or stop to think if we ask you to stop."

The Beast drops his head to rest against Dia's, "I haven't been able to hold you like this for a long time. I have missed it. Will you call me that again? I have missed that as well."

"You mean My Wild One? Of course," Dia smiles. "It is what you are no matter what. My Wild One."

The Beast sighs happily and shuts his eyes for a moment, "I will try. I can't make any promises, but I will try."

"Thank you. If you cannot control yourself, then I must ask you for permission to restrain you. I cannot set up runes as I have now, but I can at least hold you back."

She has to wonder why his behavior would change so much now that he is physically weakened. However, she does not say anything else and simply watches Dia and the Beast. Their interaction is heartwarming, in a twisted way.

The Beast is quiet for a moment, then looks at her with a serious look in his eyes, "Is there something you can set on me, permanently, now while I'm calm? I'm not kidding when I say that trying to restrain me when I'm that out of control isn't a good idea."

Dia blinks in surprise, "You are seriously willing to permanently weaken yourself?"

"Losing you is not acceptable," The Beast states, looking him in the eyes. "I will do whatever I must to protect you."

"I..."

She frowns.

"Anything I do to your body would affect him as well. I suppose I could give him gloves and shoes with binding runes instead of strengthening ones, but you would have to consciously activate them."

"No, that won't work," The Beast shakes his head, and Dia nods in agreement with him.

"He's right. There is just no way something with an activation would work. Often Set has no warning of what is going to happen and we can't count on My Wild One here to be able to turn them on himself," Dia signs sadly. "There has to be another way."

"Geis."

Dia pulls back from The Beast, shocked as much by the suggestion as by who had thought to suggest it, "Surely not. There must be another way."

The Beast shakes his head and turns his gaze to Bazett, "What do you think, woman? Are you skilled enough to lay a geis strong enough to keep me in line?"

She is silent for a moment...and then she nods.

"Yes, I am skilled enough. But the geis would affect him as well."

But Cu Chulainn would likely be willing to pay such a price to contain the Beast.

"I will ask his forgiveness later. For now, tell me what you wish for the geis to target, as well as how if should be worded."

"The wording I will leave to you as the caster. I am no good at these kind of things. Nor is He. We're just used to being on the receiving end." For a moment, The Beast actually looks a little like he might have been remembering or half-remembering something from their past, "I'm glad to see you are willing to do this now. I don't know when I my be this calm again."

"Are you sure you want to do this? Nothing good has ever come of these in the past!" Dia objects.

"I would say this is a little different, wouldn't you, Little Bird? And if I fail and it weakens me, then you will just have to try harder to protect me," The Beast smirks at him for a moment, before returning to seriousness. "I don't know if targeting the change from one to the other will work. It is just asking too much and He cannot control that anyway."

"You're right, that would just be setting you both up for failure which is the last thing we want." Dia pauses to think for a moment before adding, "Do you think it would be possible to target his mindset itself? Like something that will force him to stop and calm himself should he become so enraged that he wants to hurt me."

"That would be a good starting point. So...if I were to word it, I might say that he must retreat to a secluded spot if he were to have the urge to hurt Diarmuid? Would that be alright?"

"That would be good except for the secluded spot bit. I don't want him running off somewhere if he is that upset," Dia points out. "That would be disaster in the making. Just having him back off to a corner of the Lair or just the Lair itself if he's not there would probably be better.

"Do you think it would be best to focus on not hurting me or just not hurting anyone? Just in case something goes badly wrong in public, I mean. Or would that be too much?"

"I won't agree to not hurting anyone and neither will He," The Beast fixes Dia with a hard look. "Because that would mean we couldn't protect you if it came to it. Like hell will we ever agree to that!"

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"I must agree with the Beast. A more generalized geis leaves more room for things to go wrong. At the same time, it would completely restrain him from fighting. I am sure that is not something he would want."

She looks down at the Beast.

"I am going to cast the geis now."

She begins chanting the words of the curse's spell. But this is more than the matter of one person being forced into another's power. This is a promise between warriors.

Dia starts to object, but falls silent when Bazett declares her intention to begin. He really doesn't like this and would have rather tried something else--anything else--before this. No geis had ever turned out well for he or Set. As a matter of fact, they had actually lead to their deaths.

The Beast on the other hand watches and listens to her closely. It's a process he's familiar with from their memories and when the time comes for him to accept, he does so with a smile and a steady voice.

For a moment afterward, Dia just watches The Beast in silence. If it hadn't been for the fact that The Beast's hair is darker, his skin lighter and his eyes black and red instead of just red, he would have sworn it was Set who had accepted the geis.

It is a little disconcerting to say the least.

She watches the ritual end as the false heart created by the geis settles above the Beast's actual heart.

"My part is done. Diarmuid, is there anything else we need to do?"

Dia ignores her at first, moving to place his hand gently against The Beast's heart where the magic had settled itself. It had scared him seeing that process even more than just talking about it had. For a moment, his heart had seemed to stop--frozen in place by the bad memories.

The Beast places his hand over Dia's and gives it a squeeze, "It will be all right, Little Bird."

Dia nods and sighs, finally turning to Bazett, "I'm sorry. Yes, unless there is more that you would like to ask of him, you are done. You don't have to stay and listen to us talk if you don't wish to. Thank you for everything. I-I'm just having a hard time of this for some reason. I guess there are just some things that are hard to get over no matter how much time passes."

"...I guess I will stay and listen this time."

Just in case anything bad happens.

"Beast, would you like me to undo your restraints?

The Beast looks at his hands for a moment and then shrugs, "It's not like I can hurt him now. Not without breaking the geis. I don't really care, but perhaps they should stay for now. If there is a chance they are helping me remain logical, it would be best they stay as long as possible."

He removes his hand from Dia's and pulls the other man closer in an effort to reassure him, "It will be okay, Little Bird. He isn't upset, so you shouldn't be either. This is the best way."

"I know," Dia admits after a few moments of silence. "That doesn't mean I have to like it."

The Beast kisses him lightly on the head and then turns to Bazett, "This plan you have for the Association. Explain it to me."

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