[ Adolphe was just wandering about, looking at things from a distance. And then he spots Lucas. He'll ignore the angel outfit for now, because he wants to ignore his own. The bandages are visible, mostly wrapped around his chest. ]
Anyway, Lucas is a little surprised to hear his name, but he does not seem surprised to see Adolphe! There's a flicker of something in his expression, but he's just all warm smiles as he turns away from whatever he'd been doing to face this lad.]
Ah, Adolphe! Hello, dear. [JUST ANOTHER DAY IN HEAVEN. BUT ALSO WHY ARE YOU SO BUSTED.] Ah... Are you injured?
[ The fact that Lucas doesn't seem to remember is already harrowing and it plainly shows on Adolphe's face. That expression isn't leaving any time soon, even after Lucas leads him to sit somewhere. It takes a while to figure out the words in his head and to string them together, but. Still. ]
They were of you. Of Bourreau. We were trying to break Ceres out of the Institute. You and Yves.
Lucas is glad they're sitting down because now he's the one who finds this all very harrowing and incredibly confusing. More confusing, in fact, than the fact that there are old people and also furries and also fucking DEMONS in what he can only assume is the afterlife (not Hades edition).
There is a hotass second where he contemplates reaching out and crushing Adolphe's head like a grape, but none of the lightning strike of murderous intent shows. There's just a look of sheer startled shock on his face, instead.]
You, Yves and I...? Break Ceres out of the Institute? [Glancing at his bandages again GIRL YOUR INJURIES.] Is that what injured you? Clones of myself and Bourreau?
[HE SEEMS SO CONFUSED BUT ALSO VERY DEEPLY CONCERNED.]
[The way that he's just kind of giving Adolphe a bit of a blank look for a second or two, before his brow draws down faintly. Not that it can be SEEN THROUGH HIS FRINGE... But the vibe is definitely one of absolute confusion.]
I don't understand... Whatever are you talking about, Adolphe, dear...?
[ The confused look on Lucas's face is really quite something. It makes Adolphe feel guilty about accusing Lucas of being Bourreau despite how that's how he knows as fact. He wonders if he should push on or just let it go.
... ]
Do you really don't know?
[ lucas you are one of the few people he actually respects ]
[ It already feels surreal having to explain all this to Lucas, who was just with him through all this, but. You know what? Fine. He'll do it. For Lucas. ]
Alright. Ceres was imprisoned in the Institute, so you, Yves, and I went to go raid the place. However, we ran into a multitude of Bourreau clones on the way, so it was hard to get through them.
[ Then the Corps members kept dying and he had to watch that too. Fun. Everything still feels so raw. ]
Lucas listens, meanwhile, with a quietly serious expression. The way he knows Adolphe doesn't joke around unlike EVERYONE WHO CONSTANTLY RIBS HIM FOR HIS JOKES ABOUT LUCAS' STRENGTH, and he knows Adolphe wouldn't joke about Ceres like this in the first place. He hesitates for a second, considering whether or not to mention that Ceres is fucking dead, and decides not to do that right now.]
...Is that where you met your end, then? On the way to her, in the Institute?
[ Cool. That's not what he wanted to hear! It also tells him nothing, so he's about to go into max despair mode.
It's also so surreal to hear Lucas dying to Adolphe, because this man? He doesn't die. Truly, he's nerfed by time. But he's breaking down right here. ]
This is about what he expected, though, and why he'd been at least a little grateful that Adolphe had gone first. But now they're all dead, and Ceres still isn't here. That's fine, though! Problems for later! She is probably just in a different part of the afterlife!!]
...I'm sorry, Adolphe. It's been quite some time since then, for me. She was never held in the Institute against her will, so no one had to free her. We were in the midst of a period of severe unrest, though, and she ended up caught in an attack on the Institute regardless.
[ Fortunately, he doesn't look too surprised, but also like, fuck Scien!! He doesn't like him soooo much. Fuck the Royals more, tbh. He closes his eyes for a moment and reopens them. ]
Mm. Maybe I'm just...
[ His voice trails off as he looks off to the side. ]
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