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[SEMI-OPEN] took a power trip

WHO? Achilles, Ryuji, Siegfried, Chiron, Bucky, and perhaps others (there's an open prompt!)
WHAT? National Convention mission and the aftermath
WHEN? 1792 Paris
ANYTHING ELSE?

[OPEN] got me open all night

[ Guess who discovered that he can make a decent living playing music in the higher-class areas of Paris?

This is how he's going to get by: getting picked up by lonely, rich housewives whose husbands who have fled Paris on "business" and getting free reign of their estate while he's allowed to stay for a day or two.

Anyway, come sit around and listen to this fuckboy play the lyre. ]

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[ The estate is surprisingly unguarded, considering the painter's prominence in Paris.

With only a few servants around, breaking in is relatively easily, especially with a spirit who had the ability of phasing through solid matter. All Achilles had to do was take on his spirit form and move inside the building, unlocking a window on the top floor and letting his partner in.

They had come to a mutual decision prior to the infiltration that they would gather intel first, then go about the best course of action. Since earning an audience with David just didn't seem realistic, Ryuji is forced to think outside of the box. If he's unable to find anything worthwhile, then Achilles will have to take over. ]

We need to decide what to do in the event a servant catches you. [ Achilles could easily just take on spirit form, but Ryuji can't exactly do that. ] You said you have experience doing this kind of thing, though.

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[ It's late at night and Achilles is wandering the streets of Paris, not quite aimless but not with purpose either. He's simply restless, with no battles to fight and no tent or lavish home to return to.

Fate works in funny ways, though. He finds that if he leaves himself open to opportunity, opportunity will come. That may be a perk of being favoured by the Gods, though he still resents things like fate.

So naturally, staying out when most people would be asleep might end up proving to be a good choice. He can already hear a bit of commotion coming from the next block over, and he's drawn to it like a hungry wolf looking for its next meal. ]

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[ The events of the night have left Achilles shaken, though he'd be hard-pressed to admit it. He hadn't expected that the mission would entail confronting a man who was an actual fan of his, and a man whose influence was through his art, art in which depicted his lore, his life, his legacy.

It wouldn't have been so jarring if he'd known, he thinks. Though Patroclus was a beloved memory of his, he still hasn't come to terms with his death or the fact that he was indirectly responsible for his murder. And his desire for vengeance -- oh, had it left the tail end of his life a mess.

Those three paintings, depicting his dear friend, his funeral, and his enemy, have left a lasting impression and one that will not fade with time.

Maybe this was fate at work again, intwining him with reminders of the shameful part of his past, so as to punish him. Well, if that were the case... he'll just have to deal, won't he? As loathsome as it is to be played with by the Gods, he would have to prove his strength by not letting these things break his spirit.

He and Ryuji have parted ways for the rest of the night, but a Heroic Spirit doesn't need sleep. He has expelled quite a bit of mana by putting on that show earlier, so he is in need of rest. But not before paying his horse (that he left in the care of the stall owners) a visit. ]

Keraunos! I'm back, and I've brought you dinner. I hope you'll find it in your heart to forgive me for leaving you alone for so long.

[ Yes, he's charming the horse... Don't judge. ]

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[ The stall owners have taken great care of his horse and Achilles has made the executive decision to leave her there. He didn't have much use for her otherwise, since they weren't going into battle anytime soon, and a city just isn't easy for a horse to navigate through, with its crowded roads and marketplaces.

But Keraunos isn't happy being abandoned. She's broken out from her stall more than a few times since Achilles has started leaving her there.

Tonight happens to be another successful escape and she gallops through the quiet roads in search of her rider. She's not going to find him so easily, though. ]

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[Playing a lyre in the more affluent region of this city...the name escaped him of course, he wasn't in Thedas anymore and the only word that came to mind was Val Royeaux, but that couldn't be right.

Hardly the point, it was the man playing the lyre, Dorian had pegged him as someone a bit austere for such pursuits given that it seemed like something that required patiences similarly to the lute. Never mind the location, not that he couldn't picture the boy in a fancy place, they did dine together after all, but it didn't seem like his milieu at all. It was completely understandable why Dorian was here. It was cleaner, the wine was better, and he was able to find a half decent tailor to sculpt a half decent outfit from the enchanter's own memory--he fashioned himself with one sleeve, it showed off the geometric designs along the length of his arm. It was amazing how far a little bit of magic and talent (not to mention charm and good looks) could get you.

This world was almost easy for a mage with picky tastes.

He sat not too far away in a high-backed chair with one foot propped up, obscuring his face with a book and pretending as though he couldn't be less interested. Of course if the Altus weren't interested he would have made a witty remark that was juxtaposed to his feelings or left completely. Still, he's not about to admit that it sounds good either, not to a man who considers his magic old-fashioned. Dorian's saltier than the Waking Sea, he's just very skilled at hiding it.]

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