Tale as Old As Time [Finished]

[yamikuronue]

"Dad was... scared, I think. He kept... pacing." He takes a deep, shaky breath. "...That healer says he can take the scars away, but I... don't know that I want to let him."

[CalamityJade]

Obsidian seemed to...consider that. "Right...still need to figure that guy out. Might actually have time for it, too." Echo...the guy was odd, to say the least, but he seemed honest. Had his reasons for what he did and didn't try to hide there existence. "I doubt you'd forget what happened because the scars weren't there...but I'd hold off on that for the time being."

[yamikuronue]

Lance nods. "...Guess I should get dressed."

[CalamityJade]

"Might be good." Obsidian gave a bit of a smirk. This might actually work. "Might not want anything TOO nice. It's like walking though clouds of dust down there."

[yamikuronue]

Lance snorts, slipping off to his room to pull on jeans and a basic green polo shirt.

[CalamityJade]

Once Lance was dressed, Obsidian would lead him back downstairs. He figured that as long as he was going to give him that sort of speech, he might as well keep the momentum going and get him and Sig to figure out finances.

Once back to the first floor, he'd see how much progress had happened while he was off dragging Lance back into something approaching living.

[accalia]

Having finished replacing the D3 wire and tuning it Echo once again sits at the piano and begins playing. This time he begins with a martial theme in a major key.

[yamikuronue]

Lance, not looking directly at Echo, hovers toward Siegfried. What to say...?

Siegfried looks up, startled to see Lance. "Good morning, Young Master. Shall I fetch your breakfast?"

[CalamityJade]

Obsidian looked around....well, it was progress. "You're the one that said you needed him...but food might be a good idea first." Not to mention i'd give him a little time to mull over Echo.

[accalia]

Seeing the two men walk into the room Echo abruptly stops playing, stands and bows deferentially to them.

"Good morning Masters Lance and Obsidian. This one trusts that all is well?"

[yamikuronue]

Lance flinches a little at Echo's greeting. "He's in charge," he replies, gruffly, pointing at his uncle with his thumb.

[CalamityJade]

Obsidian sighed. "I'm here for advice, not to take over." He was not the one that needed to be in charge of anything.

[accalia]

"This is right strange, both of you assert that the other is in charge? A duumvirate?"

[yamikuronue]

Lance narrows his eyes. "I'm not the Master of anything."

[accalia]

Echo smiles softly

"You are indisputably the master of yourself, and you are, at the very least on paper, the owner of this house and its surroundings. What else are you then if not a Master? Be it a master of great things or a master of small things would it not be incorrect for this one to call you by any other title?"