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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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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."

"I cannot say I am familiar with their dealings, but I remember working with them once. I also have some sort of Presence Concealment due to the class blending. It is possible I could follow the Association's Enforcers and glean information from their conversations. Meanwhile Diarmuid can continue using this journal. If the Association catches on to us, I will fight their Enforcers and allow Diarmuid time to escape."

"If we can can connect to each other and use skills like Bazett's to find out what plans the Association is making, then we can find a way to protect ourselves from them," Dia explains. "One day I hope that we can live without worrying about their shadow hanging over us. We can go out and not have to worry about them trying to trick and trap us."

"And you just need me to be good while you do this so that they don't notice anything funny," The Beast reaches down and wraps Dia's stray bang around his finger, giving it a light pull. "In any event, He will be of more use to you than me. Fine, just so that I can come out and kill the bastards when the time comes. It is what I am best at anyway."

"Only if they attack."

The Enforcers were, after all, only doing their jobs.

"But for now, we have to focus on finding other heroes."

Perhaps more options would open up once she finishes recovering her memories.

The Beast mutters under his breath, but doesn't directly argue the point for which Dia is glad. While he likes Bazett and he extremely grateful for everything she has done for them, Dia cannot understand why she is still willing to give anyone tied to the Association any credit. Especially after all they have told her the Association has done to their fellow servants. Arguing the point with her, though, will only cause hard feelings that Dia would really rather avoid.

"Little Bird, I'm getting tired, I think this may be about the extent that I can remain sane. I know you have more to talk about, but it will probably be best if I allow Him out before I slide back into madness. There is no need to test the geis' strength so soon."

"Go back to sleep, Beast. Hopefully, when you choose to wake again, there will be no disasters awaiting you."

It is a little sad. Beast can probably never enjoy life for himself, since he is a fragment of another being.

The Beast nods and gives Dia one more kiss on the top of his head before shutting his eyes. A slight shimmer as his body changes later and Set is back with them.

Set is quiet for a few moments pulling himself together and then looks up at Bazett with a smile and tired eyes, "Well, that went better than we could have hoped. Maybe you're a lucky charm, Lass. It's been a while since he's been that lucid. Especially for that long."

"I cannot take all of the credit. Diarmuid helped, and the Beast exercised much of his own will."

She offers him a hand in case he wishes to stand up.

"Do you feel anything strange? Besides the geis that the Beast allowed me to put on your body?"

Set nods to acknowledge her hand, but doesn't take it, "Thanks, but I think I'll stay sitting for the moment. Still shaking off all of the grogginess from the switch. Aside from the geis, I can sense the runes you put on him still. Not bad, Lass. Not bad at all."

Dia sits up and fixes Set with a worried look, "Are you sure you are okay with all this? I mean,,,,"

Set reaches out and covers Dia's mouth with his hand to quiet him, "It's fine. This is definitely one geis I'm glad to take."

With another order, she disperses the binding runes.

"You will still be able to fight. As long as Diarmuid does not interfere. I believe with the help of the geis, he would be able easily restrain the Beast should it ever attack an innocent."

Set nods, "Like I said, Lass. You're good at this. I bet Scathach would have loved to have you as a student."

"If nothing else she wouldn't end up finding her sleeping with her daughter, now would she?" Dia can't help but smirk. He's still unsure about all of this, but if everyone else was okay with it, then it wouldn't do him any good to continue to worry.

Set looks at him for a moment, a little surprised to hear such a joke from his lover and then starts laughing, "Oh, I don't know. We don't know how the Lass swings now do we? We shouldn't make assumptions."

Her face turns almost completely red.

"S-stop it. I know that my runic magic can likely never match yours. And even if Scathach were still around to take me as her pupil, I have no desire to sleep with her daughter!"

Set laughs again, "It was a joke, Lass. Neither of us expected that you would. We're just trying to lighten things up a bit after all that. Even well behaved, The Beast is a downer. However," Set's eyes twinkle as he winks at her. "If you are interested, I could always see about giving you some lessons. You seem to have plenty of potential. You just need practice."

"I wonder," Dia smirks softly. "Do you think she might have eventually made it to the Throne? Of course, she would have had to die first and that is the hard part."

A look that is a mix of horror, curiosity, and maybe even a little excitement crosses Set's face, "Oh wouldn't that be something. If she showed up here..."

"Forgive me for asking a personal question, but why do you not expect Scathach to be part of the Throne?"

There were so many conflicting legends about that female hero. Some said she was a goddess, others just a very well-learned human warrior. But none of the legends had ever spoken of her end.

"You usually have to die to become a heroic spirit, right Lass?" There is a momentary flash of pain across his face--as if a memory he didn't like had passed by and then been pushed very quickly away, "That was something she never could quite figure out. We tried pretty hard to find a way too."

When Set trails off, Dia picks up to add in a few details, "She was a very skilled mortal, Bazett. Some people would say almost too skilled. The stories say when she realized she was becoming more than mortal because of that skill and her legend, she began seeking a way to die as a mortal. It was all she wished for. Unfortunately, but the time she started looking, it was already too late. Even her greatest pupil couldn't grant her wish."

"Sorry."

She mutters. It must have been a horrible thing for Cu Chulainn to see his teacher in that state.

"The Shattering released all heroes, correct? If she somehow died in the future, even if she lives in the modern day, she should be here in some form."

It is bad attempt at comforting him, and she knows it.

"Don't worry so much, Lass. She kicked my ass hard after that. Obviously, I was a poor student if I couldn't even kill one person," Set smiles to let her know that while there is a bitter edge to the memories, he still enjoys thinking about them. "Just think, Lass. If she is out there somewhere, she could teach you and Dia how to keep me in line!"

"What makes you think she won't be kicking my ass as well, Set?" Dia asks, smirk back on his face. "She may think me as much of a lost cause as you."

"That...is a tempting suggestion."

Of course, there's the chance that Scathach might kick Bazett's ass too.

"But I already specialize in kicking ass."

Set rubs at his cheek remembering just how well she could kick asses, "No one is doubting that, Lass. Maybe you should be teaching Dia how to keep me in line better, hmmm? I'm trouble," He winks at her, "and we all know it."

"You can be good when you want to," Dia lightly punches Set's shoulder. "You just never want to."

"True, true, and I won't even blame The Beast for it, I just like having fun. We all know that," Set finally stands up and pulls Dia to his feet along with him. "Speaking of trouble, I can't drink, but what about you two? After all of that, a drink sounds really good. Wait, do we even have anything in the house after..."

Dia pauses for a moment, then shakes his head, "No, removing temptation remember?"

"Shit, well so much for that idea..."

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"To be fair, I would rather prefer some coffee."

She has grown a bit fatigued from her prana expenditure and wants to raise her energy.

"Do you think we could do a toast with that?"

Dia nods with a smile, "I managed to get the kitchen back into working order and even picked up some coffee. I think we could easy do that. Shall we go downstairs?"

"Ladies first," Set makes an exaggerated bow, motioning for Bazett to go ahead of them.

Dia bops him upside the head, "Don't think I don't see what you are doing. I really don't think she wants you looking at her butt the whole way."

Set stands back up and rubs his head, wincing in mock pain, "Baby, you hurt me! Surely, you really don't think me so crass!"

Dia raises an eyebrow at him, "Do I?"

"Ahhh, meanie," Set looks to Bazett with a hurt look on his face. It is kind of ruined by the twinkling in his eyes, "Lass, you should be defending my honor here!"

"Uh..."

She is not quite sure how to respond.

"I am sure that he is not that crass. Even if he acts that way at times. You know him better than I do, Diarmuid. Perhaps you should trust him more. Also, I do not believe he needs more than one butt to look at."

"See!" Set steps to Bazett's side and drops an arm around her shoulders, "She understands. And how do you know it wasn't your butt I wanted to look at, hmm? She goes first, you go next and I get a nice eye full."

Dia blushes and turns toward the door. He's still not good at teasing and Set is almost always able to turn it back on him, "Fine, whatever. Now I'm going first. When you are done discussing how crass you really are, I will be in the kitchen with tea and coffee." And before Set can say anything else smart, Dia slips from the room.

Set watches him go and shakes his head, "I really don't know how he manages to keep that little bit of innocence around me, but he does. I suppose I won't complain, though. It's cute." He looks down at her with a big smile, "Shall we go, Lass?"

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