Eeeee! This looks awesome Fluffy!!

Thank you! X)

Malice took his chains and raised them in a makeshift shrug " I am Malice, my existence is to slander and be a mockery to your kind, it no surprise that Soledormir would take something that is viewed as sacred and twist it " The Nightmare king then raised an eyebrow at the question " I have no reason in answering this but, seeing we are trying to be allies I will entertain you with my discomfort " he then took his other wing, he was slower in moving it and couldn't open it as much as the other one but what he did was all he needed, taking the end of his chain Malice pointed to a light that flickered, it faded in and out compared to many of the others who stood as steady glows " this annoying spot is you.... it has not moved since it appeared, I can since your power increase however by your star you have not changed.... I have no doubt that if you were to sleep your star would moved from this place of an Beta to that of an Alpha.... however the odd flickering has not just been your star... others had appeared around the same time as your began"

Dreamcatcher was equally concerned about Weaver sleeping but he was also concerned in what the Nightmare king said " dose that mean those stars are all Nightmares who the Dreamers souls went back to?"

" this is one as well "Malice pointed to a different star, at first it didn't seem different but after staring long enough it did seem to shift just so slightly " however none are as obnoxious as Dreameater's, his aggravates the contract, no Nightmare has gone this long without without being restored, madness claims any Nightmare who does not have the contract reinforced, which leads to their death"

Catch grimaced at that, he rubbed the back of his head " soo... are you also saying that Eater going to go nuts if he doesn't sleep?... I guess that explains why he kinda nutty to..." this wasn't the Dreamer biggest concern, he knew the exhaustion he had was more then his own, and he wondered just how long his brother could last? He already went a year without sleeping, that couldn't be good for him, but it sounded like sleeping wouldn't be ether, however if he did sleep what would happen? Maybe in knowing they be able to prepare " I do have a question to, what would happen if Weaver were to sleep? Besides what you just told us, is there anything else we should know that could happen?"
Malice lower his chain and rested his wings, letting them droop across the bathtub "Hmm... " he hadn't had to explain these things before to other Nightmare, they just happened, but this was a special case "When Nightmares enter a deep sleep we experience 'echoes,' the memories of our former self, most memories are of when we came to be or events that follow our contract, killing the loved ones or memories of hate and jealously, these are all effects of the link with their contract and to me, an ever lasting torment, even for monsters and yet, this is our life, there is no need to question it"

Weaver's eyes widen with curiosity when Malice presents his other wing, and he takes a good look at his star, and the other stars around his. His concern is raised again when the Nightmare King mentions how other stars have started acting up, and Catch throws out his suggestion, and he considers more if there truly are other Dreamers out there, trapped in their own bodies... Then, his concern turns a little more inward as Malice mentions Eater's lack of sleep possibly driving him insane and dying; finally, his hopeful spirit is dashed a little with the confirmation of his fears. //... I had a feeling... I knew I'd have nightmares of that... I decided not to ask though because I didn't want another thing weighing on Catch, but, well... Maybe in some ways, I didn't want to know for sure, either... I guess at this point, there's no beating around the bush anymore...// he thinks, looking down at his left arm. As he stays quiet, and then as he's going to start talking again, he carefully lifts arm up and holds it with his right hand, fidgeting with it some to see if it still hurts or not. "... So, pretty much... Eater's going insane and may end up dying from not sleeping... Or, insomnia, I guess would be the word... I mean, it's been a whole year, and he hasn't slept a wink. But if he does go to sleep... If /I/ go to sleep... I'll reconnect to you, Eater will get stronger, and I'll have to relive... the night I turned..." he pauses briefly. "... But it'll be even worse than that, won't it, Malice? Since I ended up in Void's heart, I didn't feel all of that, I had to watch and listen, but I wasn't there... But Eater remembers, he knows exactly what it was like... So I'll have to experience it how he remembers it, huh, I'll feel what he felt...?"

Boreas made sure those at work around him were fine with him going through the items they had collected from Fiona and piled together so nicely. Thanks to info spreading about he and Fiona's family ties, they were. Thus, he started his search, encountering many an object he didn't expect.

//XXL raincoat... Knife... Of the kitchen variety. Tiara?
Bottle of... Mac n' cheese.

Interesting.//

Eventually, he did find what he was looking for: a blue and purple hardcover book with an all too familiar bolt symbol on it, along with two new notebooks. //Huh... Well, if I still know Fi, she's documented her adventures in one or all...// He found a chair beside his niece's bed and sat down, immediately sinking into it, like how the fact that he was tired sank into his mind. //Yup. Not moving for a while. Glad I grabbed these first.//

With that thought, he opened Fiona's diary, and started reading.

Glory watched the two of them, rather sadly, but she figures she'll let them talk some, unless she feels the need to step in.

Watching and listening to this person, Crystal picked up on a couple things, and she felt so sorry for him. How terrifying it must feel to be in a body that isn’t yours without knowing why, not understanding what happened to cause the situation and being unable to fix it.

The girl was quiet for a minute, thinking things through the best she could, a particular thought coming to mind that maybe made her feel better, but she really couldn’t tell.. “Things happen for a reason.. even if it’s hard to understand why.. It’s clear you didn’t mean for this to happen, so you don’t need to say you’re sorry, I’m sure no one is upset with you.”

Crystal hesitated a bit then added, “Maybe.. Maybe in some unknown way you’re doing him a favor. He’s been through a lot, especially lately.. Last I saw him, it didn’t really seem like he could handle much more.. Maybe his time asleep somewhere in there will be a good thing.. I just feel bad that you have to endure a difficult situation too..”

The red king wasn't expecting that reply and he started at the girl, those who talked with him didn't seem Mad with him even though he wasn't there friend, yes they all were very concerned about there friend but they seemed sad about him to, which confused him but at the same time it brought a kinda of relief to, especially when the weight of him doing something wrong hung over him...

The red king blinked and then looked down in thought. Could he really help in that way? It didn't seem like he was capable in being useful in any way, he was just a voice no one could hear... but that wasn't true, it was something that was difficult for the red king to grasp, could he actually do anything good?..." I... I know the Bellezzas had helped him sleep... even now I can feel your friend and the demon but he is at peace..."after saying this the red king looked up at the girl again, she had kind but sad eyes, she looked so familiar " .... do you mind if I ask a question of you?" He asked softly as if just asking this was rude or not allowed

Boreas actually remembered how Fiona's diary started. The whole Aerasnova family had pitched in and put together little notes and stories for Fiona to remember while she was at the Shadow Hunter school.

As he went on, Boreas noticed how a lot of Fiona's /actual/ time at the school was missing, other than a particular picture and some scattered notes on school-related topics... Some odd ones included. He could piece together a little bit of why that could be.

But before he knew it, the Captain was already at his niece's meeting with the Keyhunters. One thing he found interesting was the fact that she seemed to have a page on each member and at least her early thoughts on them. Some of what he read made him smirk a little...

...Meanwhile, the actual author of the diary had stopped flopping around... Because she was partially waking up again.
Kind of. She needed a minute to get there. Her noises didn't though.

( I think that all the repost! Sorry for the delay I got carried away on Discord ':D )

" with what we were made for, I see that would be the case... what greater form of torture would there be? To be forced to commit acts of evil against your own will and even enjoy it? " the Nightmare king replied bluntly.
Dreamcatcher grimaced at this, he had an idea of what could happen, he himself felt Cataclysm desires the few times and it was sickening to say the least, but the difference was Catch still had most of the control as Weaver did not... and now they finding out that others Dreamer could be going though the same thing but even worse... " is there anything we can do to help Weaver? At some point he have to sleep to keep Eater from going even more crazy and dying? "

Malice then insert with a raised eyebrow
" why ask me? You are the Dreamer even though you are a freak, I know you are capable of dream walking, though it maybe dangerous for you "

Dreamweaver continues staring down at his arm as the conversation carries on, and despite saying nothing more for now, not showing too much of it outwardly, he's scared... No, he's more than scared, and even he recognizes that when he notices how his hands are shaking. The thought of reliving that night, of reliving the moment Eater nearly killed Purity, when he /did/ kill Terra, when he ate him alive... and knowing that he would feel all of Eater's excitement, his pleasure, his hunger, all of that raw, overwhelming evil... It's the most terrifying thing Weaver can think of, aside from the possibility of Eater murdering someone else in present day. He does turn himself to look back at Catch, though, trying to hide the worry in his eyes. "H-hey... I don't think that'd be a good idea, either... I mean, I can tough it out a while longer, I'm strong, so you can rest up first and get your strength back, but... If you can go into other people's dreams, I don't know... I don't know how Eater would react, if you came in during the middle of a nightmare like that... And then there's Cataclysm too, you were saying that he was getting worse earlier, weren't you? ..." After quietly saying all of that, it hits him just how bad of an idea that is. Weaver forces a big, fake smile for Catch, then turns back to Malice, dropping the smile immediately as he says, "Let's not think about that right now though, I can keep going, I'm tough... I mean, maybe there's something else that we can do, maybe there's something else..."

Catch could tell that his brother was scared even though he was trying to hide it which wasn't working anyway, the Dreamer prince could feel the fear inside Weaver...he placed his hand on the shackle his brother held him with, just so he knows he there.
Catch wanted to help but just like his brother said, it probably wouldn't be a good idea for him to walk in his dreams... Nightmares were master of dreams and his gut told him Eater would be on the level of a Frenzy... not to mention how insane Cataclysm was just hours ago and that he was a lot more powerful in the last dream... // is there nothing I can do?// he sigh inside, right now things seem pretty bleak but the weight of everything was on them without a having time to rest or think.
" yeah... maybe this is something we can discuss when we're not trying to survive?..." a thought came to his tired mind " maybe the Vaseterm could help to?"

Malice was silent as the two talked, he glace over to his other wing when Cataclysm was mentioned, the red Nightmare star was also not normal but in a different way... Malice cut his yellow eyes over to the Dreamer prince, Dreamcatcher was a freak in his books but this Cataclysm.... was this supposed to be his Nightmares name? And yet the king himself did not know of it and Malice knew every Nightmares name....

But as the conversation went on Malice and different topics were being brought up, it got him thinking about others things... and in a unlikely way his scheming mind just might have come up with an idea " I can assure you the Vaseterm can not help you in this matter...however I can... if you were to sleep you would be forced to connect with a contract that I possess anyway, perhaps if you were to do something for me?, I can in return challenge this Dreameater within your dreams and keep you safe, then no one else would need to get involved and be endangered"

Weaver would have agreed with his brother that maybe a Vaseterm could help, but then Malice made his offer. "You... You could do that?" Weaver asks, briefly wondering on the matter, "How would you do that--challenge Eater in my dreams?"

" I am the king of Nightmares am I not?" Malice tipped his head as he smirked, raising his chains to the side as if they were hands and then rest them on the rim of the bathtub. " enter other dreams is but a simple technique for me, all I needed to be is in the area that you sleep and I would let myself into your dreams, however with the echoes we both know it would not be a dream... however I know the difference between what is the original and what has be forged, I would simply take control of the dream and with that draw Eater out, however annoying he may be I have my confidence that he could not best me within a dream... when I get him to submit, I will have him under my control for the time of the dream, I will make sure that you will not experience your echoes "

//He could do that...?// Weaver thinks to himself, feeling some amount of relief, but there's still something he's concerned about, and that's what he asks next. "Ok, but what would you want in return? What can we do for you?"

A sumg look came to the Nightmare king face, he had him, or so he thought, he still wasn't functioning normally and that was clear when it was now Malice turn to explain " I need you to..." his expression shifted with uncertainty, his piercing eyes looked away, how does he ask this? Should he ask this? This didn't seem normal, it wasn't for a Nightmare..." I.... need help with a few things... I do not wish to kill Alex but I do not know how to undo the curse that was placed on me.... as for my other request, I..." he hesitated " I need you to save an acquaintance of mine..."

Weaver blinks a couple times when Malice gives his answer, he'd been expecting something a bit more sinister, especially with the smug look on Malice's face, but now the rest of his worries start to fade away. At first, he's a little confused, but then he asks, "Yeah, of course we can try to figure out how to break that curse on you, you don't want to kill Alex as much as I don't want to kill my friends. And who's your friend we have to save?"

Dreamcatcher had been listening as the two both discuss their terms, he just like Weaver had been expecting something dark or Wicked they have to do but when Malice gave his request it surprised him, he sat there blinking// did I hear him right? // he wasn't expecting the king of Nightmares to be worried about killing someone, even if it were Alex but then again Malice was weird around her... then there was the last request, one that Malice seem reluctant in fully revealing // just who or what could he want to save? I can't imagine he has any friends, a Nightmare would kill anyone like that right? //

There was a lot the Nightmare king still didn't understand, empathy waa one of them, sure he knew the words but before a heart he never felt what it was to relate to someone else in this way, he didn't like it, this emotion made him feel uncomfortable and yet relieved in some weird way, he have to ask Alex about this feeling, that is whenever he was no longer trying to kill her... but right now Malice just stared at the ground, he should say something right? But why? He was getting what he wanted but people tend to say ' thank you ' after something like this, before saying thank you or not saying thank you didn't mean much, when he was playing a part saying 'thank you' was just lines in the play, there were no feelings or meaning behind them and at the same time not saying 'thank you' to someone was equally without emotion but now things felt weird.

Malice glace over at the three in the room, he
didn't quite comprehend saying 'thank you' when you feel gratitude but instead did it in a different way, giving them a little bit more information " I do not know how you will be able to deal with this task, as it involves the Abyss... but you and your lot have survived this long and if you continue your Pursuit of stopping Soledormir, I have no doubt that the Abyss and his other hand Doomardsod will stand in your way..." however when it came to explaining his 'friend ' the Nightmare king huffed " he an idiot... Omen is a fool and trouble maker, he is not
my /friend / but I would prefer if he didn't die by anyone other then me..."

Boreas side-glanced at the mumbling Elemental in the bed beside him.
"Fi?" He started simply.

Fiona grumbled a bit more, "...Uhncle... Bohrees...?" She 'responded' to his voice.

"Hellooo, Fee-oh-nuh." Boreas quietly answered, a smirk returning to his face.

"...Whuh..." His niece turned over at that, her eyes cracked open to where it was hard to tell... Did she know he pronounced her name funny, or was she just sleepy?
"...My uncle's here.

...Wait--Uncle Boreas?!" Fiona suddenly jumped up, once again immediately regretting that decision.
"Ah...!" The Elemental inhaled through her teeth, bringing one hand up to her head. Her headache was back.

Crystal nodded a little a first, “That’s what I’ve heard,” she responded quietly, thinking about how this person said he could feel both Crimson and the demon.. To her, as long as Crimson was still in there and at peace like she was being told, that’s one of the things that mattered the most above everything regarding the situation.

The girls head then tilted ever so slightly at this person’s question to her, “Sure, I don’t mind,” she replied, “We can do our best to answer just about any question you have, if you want..”

(Hey Galaxy!

How're you? ^v^)

(Hi Galaxyyy!~ ^-^ I ditto Fluffy~ XD )

(Hey guyyys~!
I'm doing alright, although I have a headache coming on pretty hard. I'm about to get some food and medicine though, so hopefully that stops it. x3)

Dreamweaver listens as Malice explains, and then he nods his head. "Ok... Yeah, the Abyss thing that attacked Purity this morning, huh? I was told about how it can control Nightmares with some kind of command, right? And that's what happened to you? I don't know what Doomardsod is... And about Omen, we already were planning on trying to do something to save him, too, though... I have no idea how we'll go about that, either. We'll try, though," he says, giving the Nightmare King a nervous smile.

(Awww, I really hope that helps :s I'm glad you're doing alright, though, aside from that!)

(*I have returned from walking the dog*

Ooh, I really hope that headache goes away, too! Those are the worst. :s
Glad you're doing alright, otherwise. ^v^)

"Eaaasy there, Fi. If you're in that much pain already, you should stay down longer."
Boreas advised.

"Ahh... Yeah... Ok... But you--how'd you... Get here?" Fiona didn't lay back down quite yet. One of the nurses came over and started checking her condition as well, to which Fiona muttered an 'Oh, thanks.'

After receiving the nurse's agreement, Boreas reached out and gently nudged his niece's shoulder, silently forcing her to rest. Once she did go back down, he answered, "We walked."

He didn't need to hear a response from Fiona to what he said. Her face said everything: 'Don't do that, you crazy old man.'
"You /know/ that's not what I mean..." She mumbled, "...And... We?"

A chuckle came from Boreas with that, "Alright. Glory helped us get here. I arrived with Crystal, Jason, and three members of the Vanguard." He added.

The red king study the girls features, something seem off or wrong to him but he wasn't sure what exactly, many things were wrong right now and even more then he fully understood, but something about the girl didn't seem right "... are..." he started but then stopped, he wasn't use to seeing colors so seen the discoloration from dirt and the cuts on the girl wasn't obvious Clues at first // ... is... is something not right with her?... // he had to think and focus to move his head to look across the room, the Nurses were doing things, he didn't know what exactly but it seems important and they keep looking at him // ... these other people are not this way as her... but why are they dressing in this fashion?...they are doing... what is the word?... some kind of spell?.. I wish I could remember the what it is that is missing... // a look of deep worry fell on the red king face, everything was confusing but he knew it was because he didn't belong here... he needed to stay focused on his question, why something felt off but that wasn't it ether...the only words that surfaced from the atmosphere of what was going on was " are...a-re you ill? " the red king finally ask concerned.

( oh no! I really hope that headache let's up Galaxy, you take it easy ok! )

Dreamcatcher rub the back of his neck// that doesn't give us much to go on... we don't even know how to deal with the Abyss...// his emotions started to rise things about that monster and what it has done, to Purity, to Eira...he wanted to kill that monster!
Anna had been taking her notes but that didn't mean she was going to neglect her job like she did in the past, she spotted that look in her partner eyes// Catch, just breathe, were going to figure out some way to help Eira and Purity ok//

// but Anna I couldn't do anything last time! We don't even know what to do with it! // Catch snapped back, but he knew he shouldn't, it was the eclipse setting fires to his emotions and of all the worst times was now, he needed to stay composed for everyone sakes, exactly his brother right now but the eclipse was like a curse that rose up at a trigger making those who had it become insane and do things that they never thought they were capable of...it felt empowering and the fuel for it wasn't evil it was good, he loved Eira, he wanted to protect her, provide for her, but this eclipse wasn't the way, the Vaseterm might call it their way of life but the Dreamer prince didn't want it to be his, the Vaseterm may call it love but it wasn't what Catch believe true love was... he placed his wrist up against his forehead and grimaced // Anna, I don't know what to.... Blue said that there ways to live with this eclipse but I-I can't... even now I feel it clawing at me // his eyes were wide with the thought of what /might/ of happened to Purity and Eira with the Abyss danced darkly in his mind //
I-I want to get angry, I want to kill that thing for what it did! It deserves it! // he shouted, Catch was tired, sore, hungry and hurting, his emotions were thin, he was try to fight it but the fire kept growing inside...

Malice ears twitchde and he lifted his head off the edge of the bathtub " it did what?" This was shocking new to him about Purity, he wanted to know more on what happened but then the Nightmare king could taste it... to a unexperienced Nightmare the taste would only seem a little different from the sweet taste of rage and bitterness but Malice had taste a Vaseterm eclipse many times and though it had a Savory taste it was dangerous... normally Malice would try to milk out the eclipse for all its worth but right now he wasn't in any condition to deal with a insane Vaseterm, to Malice a Vaseterm in the eclipse was little different then a Nightmare on a Frenzy... they both hunger from a void eating then inside...

Malice held as still as possible but ready himself if he needed to bolt, he wasn't sure what trigger the eclipse this time, he didn't speak of Eira or even threatened his family but he wasn't about to ask and add fuel to a fire that could even burn him alive right now... his eyes were the only thing to move, he cut them over to the young Nightmare unsure just what was going to happen...

Fiona had met Jason, but she didn't know that was his name... She did know about the Vanguard thanks to the camps--they were cool. And of course, she knew Crystal.
"Crystal was with you? That's good... Is she ok? Are you?? Is /everyone?/" Those questions suddenly snapped in mid-sentence.

"Yup, we're as ok as we can be. Little drained in every category, I'd say. Crys especially, since we got word on Crimson." Boreas promptly answered, pausing briefly in between, "She's with him as he recovers, now. I believe we'll all be alright with time."

"That's awesome to hear." The young Elemental breathed out, her demeanor relaxing somewhat, though her face did not. She stayed quiet for a long while, her expression shifting. "Crystal and Crimson are really close, I bet this has been really rough... And where's everyone else?
We gotta figure out what's--"

"Hold up, Fi." Boreas suddenly interrupted her, to which Fiona gave him another look, her eyes moderately wide and confused. Her uncle continued,
"...Before we get into all of that... I'd like to have a little talk with you, if you feel up to it."

The girl was patient while letting the person figure out what he wanted to ask, watching him on and off between nervous glances around the room or to the floor..

When he finally came to his question, Crystals eyebrows raised a bit in surprise, not having expected what was asked. “Am I ill? I.. Um.. No, I- I don’t think so..” She responded, sounding perplexed at first, but towards the end her voice sounded more and more unsure. ‘Do.. Do I look sick?’ She inwardly wondered, taking a better moment to think about it and how she probably looked. Crystal gazed down at herself and the dirt smudged on her clothes and skin, a few stray scrapes and the places where a bit of blood had soaked through some of the bandages.. She was pretty roughed up after the day, but hadn’t stopped, and maybe hadn’t wanted to stop, to consider the shape she was in. Part of her didn’t even want to know how her face looked, knowing good and well it was most likely pale and tired and not doing good at hiding all the emotions she was feeling.

Crystal self-consciously ran a hand through her hair as if it would do anything help, but soon looked back up at the person and gave a small, gentle smile, having noticed the concern in his voice. “I’m okay,” she reassured, “Me and some friends were out in the city today while the whole mess of chaos was happening, we had to deal with some stuff too, but for the most part I’m okay, just a little roughed up. We only got here a little bit ago and haven’t cleaned up yet.” She paused, but seeing how difficult it was for him to form his question, seemingly not knowing what words to use, Crystal wondered if she had answered well enough and thought to ask, “Is that kind of what you meant?”

Weaver would have said or asked more of Malice, but he doesn't even begin to do that when he hears Catch lashing out through telepathy, paired with the growing emotions he's receiving... Immediately, he turns around and walks those few steps back over to Catch, and he crouches in front of his friend, putting his hands on Catch's shoulders while looking him in the eye. "Woah, Catch, take a deep breath," he says, his mind running as quick as it can to come up with a solution to this, does he focus on getting Dreamcatcher to breathe? Does he try to get his mind off of it with something else? He isn't sure exactly what this "Eclipse" thing is that he's talking about, as he's mostly spoken to his brother about the Nightmare side of things, but he knows needs to do something to put out these sparks of madness. If Catch falls to this, Weaver knows he'll lose himself in the fire too... Already, he can feel his own curse gnawing at him, as well--which feeds off of these intense emotions flowing into him... He doesn't even realize that he's slowly starting to squeeze Catch's shoulders. "I know you know you need to get yourself under control already, so I need you to focus on something else. Catch, look at my face. Study it really, /really/ carefully. What color are my eyes?"

his Fairfin had sat aside her notes and went up on his head to follow Weaver led
"Catcher! listen to Weaver! Focus on him!" Catch let out a anguish howl as he shoved his hand harder against his head, his emotions twisted and slipped as they tormented him, one part of him wanted this, it kept pulling at the fear in his heart stirring up doubts, he isn't strong enough but he wanted to be, he needed to be... however he had learned what this power cost, it was a part of himself, his humanity...
Anna leaned down and pushed his hand so he had to look his brother in the eyes " just calm down Catch, stay in the now, the right here... were going to figure out how to stop that thing and were going to help a lot of people when we do, including Eira, but we need to stay calm and think this though "

" what?!" With Anna help he Dreamcatcher lower his hand, the rim around his eyes burned like hot coals, they lock on to Weaver's, he vaguely remember something his brother said but his mind kept going back to the Abyss " his eyes? There red! "

" no, Catch, what color is /Weaver/ eyes, you can do it Cat, Focus " Anna replied calmly.

There was a look of danger in his eyes, like someone on the edge of insanity but he didn't know we're the Abyss was to kill, not like he could go, he was being held in place by his brother and Weaver was not the one he wanted to kill... this was his brother, he knew the color of his eyes, he was staring at them" t-heir... their green!"

Malice was as still as a stone but he was watching and listening //... red eyes... it must be the Abyss that trigger him...// he dare not voice any advice in knowing that draw attention to himself, he and the Dreamer prince hadn't the greatest experience with each other, to say the least he didn't want the eclipse to turn on him...

That wasn't his only fear, by what he could what must be got on was Dreamcatcher could keep the young Nightmare under control, even though he hadn't linked with Eater though his sleep, he still knew his kind and Eater would be on the edge of a Frenzy...if one went down the other would follow and there be no hope of the Nightmare kings survival in his current state not up against an insane Vaseterm in the eclipse and a Frenzy Nightmare going wild...

//.... perhaps this was Soledormir plan all along....// Malice survival instincts were going wild, his mind that was still trying to reboot was racing though calculations and strategies, should he try to kill them both? Should he run, should he said something? Should he do nothing? Most of his plans he wagered would end in a fight and with him being killed, maybe he could take one down with him but what would be the point? He still be dead and a new king would be born...
But as he was locked in place it seemed maybe not all was lost // if he can get the best under control then he will come back to his senses...// Malice knew of something else that wasn't helping and well that was himself... unlike Eater who had his darkness suppress he was not, dark energy covered the surrounding area but it was to dark down there to see, but this darkness effected emotions, manly negative ones... though he didn't want to do it but he was predicting a better outcome this way then if he didn't.
Try not to make to much movement the Nightmare king began to force his darkness to suppress even in his current condition.

Fiona blinked, "Huh...? Aren't we already talking?"

"Mmmmm... Yes and no."

"Wha... Are you... Trying to change the subject?"

Boreas looked to Fiona and nodded, "I am."

"But--" Fiona was quick to protest.

"Listen I know what we started is important. It's /extremely/ important.
But I am Boreas--your uncle. Call me selfish, but in the three days I've been active, we haven't once spoken just you and I.
I want to talk with you, Fiona."
There was absolutely more to it than that, but the Icy Elemental didn't want to overload her.

Fiona blankly stared at her uncle. She was starting to feel like her mind was going in circles.
However... Way deep inside her, she knew she wanted to talk with her uncle too. She wanted to break out of the cycle. But there were so many things to think and talk about...

As the red king sat there he was still trying to figure out what it is that seem missing, so much of him memories was, to the point he didn't even know if he had any of his own.... his girl looked so familiar he thinks and something just felt special about her. the Expressions on his face shifted as he thought about things, he wasn't aware on how the body moves with different emotions, he was mostly confused and concerned but occasionally flicker of frustration would skim across his face but all the while he was waiting for the girls reply.

As Crystal explained why she looks like she does and does her best to reassure him,
something different started surfacing in his memories, if he was a normal person he would have risesed a hand up to his head as his mind try to sort things out but he didn't know to do that so he just made faces, grimacing as blurred images and muffled sounds came to mind, he knew what this girl was talking about, he thinks, or was there other girl? He doesn't remember but there was a girl and he wanted to kill her....his lip quiver and his hands begin to shake, he was scared, he didn't want to harm her and yet he try didn't he?

" y-ou.. y-ou are ok?... I am glad..." He finally replied nervously, he looks over the girl again but she did just explain that she and her friends were OK and though they got roughed up he was relieved in knowing this but guilt hung all over him, the red king cast his gaze downward " I... I am sorry for any hardship I have caused you and your companions...."

"Right, my eyes are green," Weaver repeats, trying desperately to keep himself focused and strong through everything, and also dearly hoping that what he's about to do will work, "What about my nose? How many nose hairs do I have sticking out?"
... He says this, also forgetting that his nose is still broken and rather messy-looking from earlier...

Dreamcatcher nodded his head when his brother confirmed his eye color "yeah" the fire that had been building up began to cool back down and his mind simmering down to a fog.
It wasn't until his brother told him to count his nose hairs that really got his mind off track, Catch stared at him, his eyes broke away from his eyes and went to his brother broken nose.

" yeah! Let's count them Catch! It be a game!" Anna cheered and then points at Weaver nose and start it off " Let's see, I see one!"

It took a moment but this was all so confusing, his eclipse derailed from the destructive path it was on and he finally blinked a few times " what?" Catch eyes went back up to meet his brother with confusion and looking back to normal but very tried " how many nose hairs? Weaver your nose is broken buddy " he said placing a hand on his brother shoulder

Malice had suppress his form and manage to keep standing, it wasn't until he felt the sudden shift in Dreamcatcher emotions that he let himself slowly fine the bottom of the bathtub again, he just like they're resting as a solid black wolf with mess matted fur, he mumbled something about the worst day but didn't use good words to describe it.

Boreas quietly waited for Fiona's answer, and after a while, she met his gaze.

Fiona could tell there was more to this than meets the eye... Quite literally, Boreas didn't show his emotions much, not even through his eyes.
"...Yeah. I wanna talk, too. It feels like it's been forever since I've even seen you... I've got so many questions." She brought her hand up and rubbed her face as she said that last part, which muffled her voice.

"Mmhm, I do too. So, try to relax and work with me here.
Fi... How old are you now?" Boreas asked, closing Fiona's diary, but using his thumb as a bookmark.

'Dumbfounded' could now be added to the widening list of tired expressions Fiona had made since she woke up, "How... Old? Uhh..." She had to pause,
"I think a year has passed since I met the group... And then it's been a while...
That means... Twenty-four? And maybe a half?"

Similarly, Boreas also needed a moment, "...Great skies above." He muttered under his breath, "I haven't seen you in about seven years...
You've certainly done a lot in that time."

"Uh... Yeah, there's been a /ton./" The corners of Fiona's mouth twitched, like she wanted to smile at Boreas' positive tone, but couldn't quite get there. "I always wondered where you were, back a few years ago...
Speaking of that, why did we find you here? What happened?"