Slipping passed the guards weren’t very hard. Everyone was so busy with their own problems, their own lives. Problems that were partly Erythreus´ fault. Some of his decisions had lead to the fall of Skye and many of the guards death. It was years ago but since then things had only gone south. The aliward and their guards found a home in Evermore where the supernaturals activity seemed to thrive and the peace hanging on a loose thread. The moody aspect isolated himself more and more feeling that his presence only burdened. The people he called his family suddenly felt like acquaintances and his duties that hadn’t been very joyful to begin with felt undoable.

The faint ghost with its empty judge eyes stared at the aspect of death, as it had done the last few days. Ery couldn’t seem to keep up the barriers to keep him from seeing the souls of the dead still seeking redemption. ”Go away” the giant harshly muttered trying to wave it away but without success. From a by stander the beardy male must look like he had one to many mumbling and gesturing to himself like a crazy person. None dared to say anything tho and he still had ladies throwing themselves at him if he was in that mood. One night stands had lost its charm but relations were even worse. Memories of his last still hurt to thing of threatening to tear a big hole in his heart if he gave it too much thought.

The blonde drowned the last of his booze, which didn’t exactly help with keeping the ghosts away rather the opposite, before throwing some money on the table and leaving the bar before any of the guards released he wasn’t in his room mopping  or whatever they believed he did in there. However he wasn’t ready to go home just yet. The only thing awaiting him was his messy room and more booze. So he found himself wandering around aimlessly around with the ghosts as his only company buzzing around his head making it hard for him to concentrate. ”Hey leave me alone I can’t help you” The aspect had come to an alleyway and heard footsteps approaching causing a sigh to slipp out, but it was a familiar face that had caught up to him. ”So you found me Dom, Points to you I guess. Sorry for going out unannounced … again” he chuckled a stiff joyless sound. 

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Dominic had been laying in bed awake for hours. The familiar pieces of wood that made up his ceiling was his constant bedfellow as he noted the many grains and splits of the wood which were known to him now while his eyes followed their lines in restlessness. He was worried about his friend. Dom knew the symptoms of spiraling as he himself lost his way plenty of times in his life and by sheer luck was someone able to pull him back before completely losing it for good. Lately though, when wasn't he worried about someone else he cared for? It was like the world was testing him and the people he knew to see if this would be the moment they all broke. 

When the sun finally cascaded across the bed, the therian opened his eyes. There was no sleep to be had and he was done trying. Dominic went into the connecting bathroom in his room and turned on the shower, standing under the hot water with his eyes closed. He was worn. His body was aching for rest, but as per usual, it would have to power through like always with constant insertions of caffeine, adrenaline, and willpower to keep going. He hoped maybe the aspect in the next room had better luck than he did then.

After more than thirty minutes in the shower, Dom forced himself out. He dried off and grabbed one of his many band tees and jeans which lay crumpled in the clean clothes of the hamper that he still hadn't put away. Rubbing the towel through his hair before tossing it on the bed, he opened the door to the room and made his way to the open space for the rest of the home. First coffee. Maybe some food. Then the rest of the day ahead. Dominic only hoped Ery would still be up to see Lucien and maybe get a handle on what was going on with his abilities. 

Erythreus couldn’t remember the last time he´d gotten a full night of sleep. When had sleep become the enemy?  Or truthfully it wasn’t sleeping that was the issue it was letting his guard down and being swamped by things he wanted to avoid. Avoiding the ghosts who once were his allies was the thing keeping him up, dwelling in self-pity and guilt for what he had and had not done. His womanizer period had thee same explanation. Company helped keeping the spirits away. Many didn’t show if there was others around. Erythreus had never had a hard time finding women willing to spend the night with him even tho he wasn’t the most fancy looking man.

Usually the aliward of death was a considerate friend, at least when you´d won him over and shown him that you were one to count on. However lately Erythreus had been too deep down his own rabbit hole to be able take in anyone else’s feelings. It had made him a lousy friend. When his Dom had stopped nagging him to do something it had been a relief at first before it. Had turned to anger why didn’t his closest friend see how bad he felt. He never realized that Dom had problems of his own keeping them appart. He should have guessed it though the terrain had never let him down before. He was a better friend than he deserved. And so the guilt began again at least no souls had decided to bother him yet.

Hours passed and Ery fell in and out of sleep. He heard when Dominic woke up and took a shower. ”Morning” he muttered as his friend walked passed him to go to the kitchen. He already regretted his promise to tag along and meet Lucien but would do it to get his friendship with Dom back on track. ”When do we leave?”

Dom rolled over in the bed and glanced at the empty space beside him for a few moments. Always the reminder of being alone which made him sigh and turn over to his back to stare at the familiar roof above him. The sunlight was spilling into the room and breaking through the shadows within, flooding the end of the bed and onto the bathroom door as an invitation to get up and be somewhat normal. 

Dragging himself from the comfort of the sheets, the therian pushed open the door and gripped either side of the sink to look at himself in the mirror. He looked tired. That was pretty much the norm for him though. He felt exactly as he looked too. It was mostly just robotic as he grabbed his toothbrush and brushed his teeth, gargling longer to be rid of the alcohol that was undoubtedly lingering on his breath from the night before. He turned to face the shower and lifted his arm slightly to take a sniff of himself, realizing it was definitely needed. "Goddamn, Howlett."

He rubbed at his eyes for a moment to help wake himself up. Reaching for the faucet, he turned the water on for the shower and then glanced out the window which faced the back of the cabin. There the river was steady and rather welcoming in the brightening daylight. Dominic hummed to himself as an idea formed before he turned off the water and headed back out into the living room.

Ery seemed to be asleep on the couch which he thought was at least a good sign. Hopefully it was more than just a few hours, but he went into the kitchen to start up the coffee as quietly as he could, anyway. He gripped a some of the mugs from the cabinet and placed them down before going back into the hall closet and grabbing a couple of towels. If there was anything that made him feel a little bit better for a few fleeting moments besides food, sex, and booze, it was being outside. Now he just had to wait as patiently as possible for his charge to wake up

It felt strange waking up in a place that resembled a home. Erythreus own room at the manor was more like a dungeon and hadn’t been cleaned for months. It was where he woke up most days, after dragging himself home or being dragged by some unfortunate guard being assigned tracking him down and making sure he came home. It had been Dominics mission as his closest guard. Not a very hard job in the beginning as they spent most nights together at his club or out on a mission. Every now and then the aspect woke up at a woman’s residence but he tended to avoid choosing to hook up with girls who cared about interiors.

The cabin was comforting. Maybe it was because he wasn’t alone. Solitariness was both a blessing and curse. You didn’t have any expectations to meet when you isolated yourself. No one to disappoint. The bearded giant felt like it was all he did now days, let people down. And that’s why he  had stopped trying. However having no one to rely on also had its price.

A ghost, the same as yesterday appeared making him go wide awake. ”I still can’t help you you know at least now I am trying” Erythreus said sighing meeting the spirits accusing eyes. He didn’t have any new clothes to put on as he hadn’t planned to be caught and kidnaped by his friend. He tried to straighten some wrinkles at least before walking to the kitchen and pouring himself some water. ”DOOM” He called when he didn’t see the aliward guard. 

Slinging the towels over his shoulder, Dom's ears twitched slightly as he heard movement coming from the other room. It seemed Erythreus was stirring from what he hoped was a somewhat decent sleep. He went to shut the closet door, but slowed the motion as the aspect's voice broke in the quiet. It seemed he was talking to one of the spirits that lingered on to him, though it least it was a statement that sounded more promising. He was trying. That's all anyone could ask of him, but Dom knew it wasn't all on Ery either. There was something else happening in Evermore that was causing the aspects to lose touch with their elements.

He let out a long breath through his nose and closed the door. "Yeah, I'm here!" he called back, walking through to the open space again where he saw his friend getting a glass of water. This made him scoff, a smirk forming, as he went to pull open a junk drawer with all the various things someone couldn't find a proper home for. The bottle of pills was near the front for good reason and he pulled it out, shaking the contents within as in invitation before tossing it to Ery. "For the pain," he said lowly, grabbing one of the mugs and pouring himself coffee. "Well.. some of the pain." He looked sideways to the aspect knowingly and sipped the hot liquid. 

After a brief pause, Dominic clapped the other man on the shoulder and nodded for him to follow. "Come on. We could use a refresh. You stink as much as I do." His teasing grin remained while he headed towards the back door, grabbing a pair of swim trunks off a nearby hook, and tossed them and one of the towels at Erythreus.

One thing Dom would never get tired of was the view. It was one of the reasons he put up shop in Therian Woods compared to the chaos that was the manor. Living with that many others was never going to work for him. The expansive river remained calm as he headed towards the shoreline where he had a couple of wooden Adirondack chairs set up which he slung his towel over the back of and placed his coffee down on the arm. After removing his shirt, he didn't bother testing the water because he already knew it was going to be jarring. Instead, he turned to face Ery with a wagging finger. "Don't say it's cold. It's refreshing." With a couple of quick breaths, jumps in place, and shaking of limbs, he gave a loud whoop before sprinting towards the river and diving in.

At first when Ery´s powers had stopped working he hadn’t thought much of it. A one time thing he had believe. Maybe the soul he’d been trying to ship over to the other realm wasn’t ready to let go yet. That happened from time to time as annoying as it was and had been one of his favorite things during his glory days as an aspect before the isle of Skye fell and his depression hit.  A time long before his drunken days and self-isolation, before he became the bitter broody man he was now. Eons of time ago. It felt meaningful to help those spirits pass  on to the other side.  Give them a reason to cut the last strings to their earth life and find a way to reassure them that the world will keep spinning without them.

However he’d been neglecting his duties for a long time due to his own personal shit. Souls were  lining up, and he wasn’t as patient as he used to be in finding the things that the soul needed to find peace. When he had turned into the red dragon he became to travel through dimensions and escort the ghosts to their new world and he couldn´t pass through the veil separating the dimensions. He had tried again a few hours later and then everything was fine but it wasn’t a one time incident. It started happening more often than not until he couldn’t get a single soul to pass. Creating chaos in this world and among the ghosts. The self loathing male had believed it was his own fault a punishment for not taking his role seriously the last years. It was nothing he wanted up for display so he became more withdrawn from his friends and family. They probably thought it was due to his recent break up and had their own problems to deal with.

Ery caught the bottle of pills and put it down on the counter. ”Thanks but they’re not very effective” Even tho he had a human body it didn’t respond very well to human medicine and products. Alcohol being an exception, he just needed a little more than the average human to feel it. Hence why he provided himself with it through out the day for the effect not to wear off.

”Didn’t you just shower?” Erythreus said sourly, raising an eyebrow as he received the swimming trunks and the towel from Dominic. He slowly followed the therian out the door and towards the river. Apparently he thought it was a good idea to freeze his ass off and get a pneumonia. ”Thought we were going to see Lucian and try to find Sio or discuss my failures as an aspect not have a sleepover endplay around in the river” Erythreus shouted as Dom hit the water splashing him. He stood hesitantly at the shoreline not very excited to go in himself. 

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