Thrice sluggishly slips into his room, the door barely closing behind him. He does not even bother changing into his sleeping clothes and just slips into bed.
Thrice wiggles around in his bed as he retrieves the ring from his pocket. He stares at the ring, “Fuck you,” he says as he places it back into his end table with the stones. He looks up at the ceiling and sighs, “What.A.Day.” “First thing that happens right when I get back to the states,” Thrice thinks, “is two voice-mails from Ray, one about ‘Lisa’ and another questioning whatever the hell ‘I’ was talking about.” Thrice grips the bridge of his nose and just shakes his head, “Fucking morons, I mean did they seriously think I wouldn’t find out?” With that Wrath’s voice comes to his ears, “I suppose every ruler needs a few jesters, heh.” Thrice opens his eyes to see Wrath, along with Temperance and Innocence, all sitting in the bed. Thrice’s eyes go back to the ceiling, “Still, suicidal jesters are no good. Just still can’t believe they had the balls to go there.”
“That is because you are hiding so much from them,” Temperance speaks up, “only natural for them to be curious.”
Thrice’s jaw clinches, “Still. They went behind my back. Those two were already on my shit list now I’m pretty sure they are on it for good.”
Wrath smiled wide, “Twas good to throw it in his face when you confronted him, even though he was oblivious to his actions.”
Thrice smiles, “Yeah, that look on his face when I had the gun pressed against him was priceless. Now he knows to not FUCK with me.”
Innocence sits next to Thrice, “Ya know you didn’t have to be so mean about it with him Kirk.” Thrice looks Innocence in the eyes, “You don’t understand, he was not going to tell me unless I forced him so I needed drastic action.”
Temperance spoke up, “Still surprised Dio slapped you, but I suppose a Stag can only remain docile for so long,” The other three look at Temperance, he shrugs, “What? I picked up on some of the Ladder’s words, seemed to fit.”
Thrice shook his head and laid it back down, “At least she did something, she can’t remain under his thumb forever.”
“Unless she wants to be controlled,” Wrath says while adjusting his crown, “then there is no hope for the little girl.”
Temperance perks up, “But she acted without his influence, that has to count for something.”
Wrath looks to Temperance, “There is that but she did it for HIS well being.”
Temperance sighs, “Damn, you are right.”
“I believe she is a lost cause now since she saw my anger, still it wouldn’t hurt to reveal his intent. That could hurt their ‘relationship’.”
Wrath nods while Temperance just hangs his head, “If that is what it takes to break his hold, then so be it. After all, you know what is best Kirk.”
Thrice smiles, “I wouldn’t say that but I’m pretty damn close.”
“Damn girl is lucky we did not shoot her or him, granted the latter would have been alright by me,” Wrath states.
Temperance nods, “Very much so, her bravery/anger might have gotten one of them killed.”
Thrice breathes deep, “Lucky for her Allison calmed me down enough to not shoot.”
Wrath looks over to Thrice, “Ah yes, the fair maiden. She does have a way with words.”
Thrice blushes, “At least she listens to me, she treats me like a person and not some thing to be feared. Even though the others should fear me because of their stupid actions.”
“We were so close to her,” Temperance says as his eyes look away.
“And then Dio had to ruin it.” Wrath grumbled
Thrice does his best to keep the blush down, “Then the ring incident happened. That fuckin’ ring.”
All of the Kirk’s rub the bridge of their noses and sigh.
“Least it got Noctys’ bitch ass to the house,” Wrath laughed
Innocence shuddered, “He scares me Kirk, I don’t know why but he does.”
Thrice pats Innocence’s head, “It’s okay, he is just a rabid dog who needs to be put down but his owner is to stubborn to put the bullet in him.”
Temperance spoke up, “He was watching you very carefully, he almost looked like he was hiding something.”
Wrath shrugged, “Like it fuckin’ matters, he is no threat to any of us.”
Thrice nodded, “Indeed, and if he decides to show his teeth he will be put down since he obviously can’t be reasoned with.”
Wrath looked to the others, “So apparently we are not alone in the whole ‘in your head’ deal. The fuck?”
Thrice shrugged, “The girl just might be caving in due to stress from the night.”
Innocence lays down, “So. Who’s hair is that in the ring?”
Thrice shook his head, “No idea, but I plan on finding out one way or another then Dio can have her ring back, after I remove that connection somehow.”
Innocence looks over to Thrice, “So now what though, what is next?”
Thrice looks to the child, “Now? I am gonna try and get some sleep that way I can confront them in the morn…afternoon,” Thrice thinks as he catches the time on his alarm clock, “fuck it is late. Hopefully Allison will be there to back me up, or keep me back, in case things go…bad.”
“There you go again,” Innocence says with a yawn.
Thrice looks over to him, “What?”
Innocence looks to him, “You keep calling her by her real name. Why?”
Thrice blushes, “No reason, just fits her is all.”
Innocence rolls over and looks Thrice in the eyes, “You LIKE her don’t you?”
Thrice’s blush spreads faster as he shoves Innocence off the bed while Temperance and Wrath laugh at the child.
“Oh,” Wrath chuckled, “I didn’t realize you just now got the memo little one. Thought it was blatantly obvious.”
Thrice glares at both Wrath and Temperance, they stop laughing, “Everyone go. NOW! I need my fucking sleep.”
Innocence and Temperance disappear within a second while Wrath remained behind.
Wrath smiled, “Geez no need to get so touchy Kirk, just alil’ fun.”
Thrice just stared right at Wrath, “I. Said. Leave.”
Wrath put up his hands, “Okay sunshine, see you in the morning,” and with that Wrath disappeared.
“God, finally, alone at last,” Thrice thought as he rolled over onto his pillow and did his best to get some sleep for Atlantis only knows what tomorrow/today will bring.