paixaorpg | Your Super Vyers Has Returned to the Castle [completed]

Character(s): Krichevskoy
Content: Mama didn't need to worry after all.
Setting: The Overlord Residence
Time: Nighttime, week 41
Warnings: Showoffiness

In all honesty, Krichevskoy was excited. None of them had seen him when he looked like this in the past, and the people of this city had likely forgotten the power he once held, if they even knew at all. He was more than happy to educate them. ...And perhaps even happier to have a family to return to.

Important as he felt his mission was, he still thought back to his time in the city every now and then. A part of him had begun to think it had all been a dream after years had passed, but he couldn't fully allow himself to believe it was. Even if none of them remembered, he still held every event deep in his heart.

Krichevskoy couldn't hold back a grin as he approached the familiar building, waves of familiarity and memories flooding over him. It was like coming home again, wasn't it? He stared up at the window he was sure had been to his and Gwen's room, and debated how to best make his entrance.

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Gwen was skeptical, and who could blame her, really? It had barely been two days since he was gone, and then he comes back saying that he has his full power again? And he didn't even answer her question as to how long it's been for him. So... she really doesn't know what to expect. ...Maybe he had too much wine while he was gone?

Chin in her hand, she paced to the window and looked out, not quite expecting to see him standing there already and - wait -

He -

"Oh dear," she said to herself. There was no question that he looked much closer to Krichevskoy now, but did he just have a change in fashion while he was gone, or did he really...?

Forget thinking too much, Gwen left her spot by the window and ran down to greet him, but stopping once she got to ground level, taking in his appearance at a closer view, charmed.

(But this is what happens when you don't tell her how long you've been gone, Vyers, you don't get an immediate hug because she doesn't realize you probably need it from not having one in so long.)

Krichevskoy was a little surprised to see her there before he could come up with and make his grand entrance, but he quickly shoved that surprise away, his grin reappearing almost immediately. "See? Just as I said, I am back to my full and glorious power." As well as his old, sparkling good looks.

He crossed the distance between them, reached for a rose, and offered it to her with a wink. "Perhaps a gift will help you forgive my sudden absence?"

Technically, he hasn't proved anything, but she might just let it slide. For now. She's probably one of the few (or only) that does approve of his "old, sparkling good looks" and right now they just make her smile wide from the familiarity.

She took his rose and spun it between three fingers. "I suppose," she agreed, playfully. "You weren't gone that long, anyway."

Well it wasn't as though he could go gallivanting around destroying random objects and assaulting random people. This wasn't the Netherworld, after all. "Still, I wouldn't have left so suddenly if I could help it."

Nonsense. He could... make fireworks or something.

Yeah.

Okay.

Fine.

"Good to know, although here I thought you had been working."

Krichevskoy's face fell a little. "It was not my intention to stop that, either."

"It might be a good idea to get back on that as soon as possible." She paused and cringed a little. "Since I may have accidentally outed that something was wrong with Laharl."

S-She didn't mean to, really! Never! She was just a little caught up, that's all.

"Er, yes, I saw that." Though he didn't want to bring that up. He still wasn't particularly sure how to fix what had happened, though a vague impression of what the seal had looked like before remained (it was honestly hard to forget). Krichevskoy supposed he could break it through force if the need arose, but as he had told Laharl, he didn't support the idea, not knowing what forcing the seal to break would cause.

"Are the books where I left them?"

Sigh. And she was all about protecting Laharl, too. It was kind of embarrassing. She could only hope that no one picked up on it; she'd feel terrible if something happened.

"They are."

Pause.

"You still haven't told me how long it's been for you." Yeah, she's not letting that go.

Ah. So she was still wondering about that... Krichevskoy hesitated a moment before replying. "Over a century."

...Over... a century?

Gwen's got nothing to say to that. She tried, more than once, but nothing quite comes out.

Krichevskoy smiled weakly at her, hoping that he might be able to redirect her thoughts on the matter. "And as Laharl was a demon when I returned, looking into that seal fell to the wayside. I suppose I am a bit behind now."

"Did he..." She hesitated. "Did he remember you?" she asked at last.

Did he know Vyers. Did he know of this place... of everything... Could this world change anything? Or was this just a limbo for them all, not just Gwen and her stopped time?

She almost doesn't want to hear an answer.

"You're not that far behind, not really."

At that, Krichevskoy's smile turned a bit sad. "Not at all. At least, it did not appear so. ...I suppose I was just unlucky."

"...Yes, that must be it."

It wasn't as though her husband was always the... luckiest demon around. Or perhaps Laharl simply didn't think he knew, so he kept it quiet. Something like that.

"I'm glad you're back, Vyers. I know it was a long time for you but... I'm glad it wasn't for us."

Krichevskoy winced inwardly a bit. "Could you, perhaps... call me Krichevskoy again?" he asked. It hadn't seemed all that strange before, back when he was still hesitant over revealing himself, but now... Now it just didn't feel quite right.

With other people, perhaps... but not her.

Did he know how long it took her to call him Vyers without having her thoughts trip over themselves? It was a lot of work and effort. These things aren't easy.

Her answer probably isn't what he was hoping for, but it was the best she could do. "I'll try," she said. "It'll probably take awhile." She learned to say Vyers for him, ~~so he better be happy~~ ~~so it's really his fault~~. "Krichevskoy," she tested the name. It had been awhile.

At that, he deflated. "No one is ever going to call be my real name, no matter what it is, are they?" he lamented.

There, there.

She patted him on the shoulder.

"It just needs time to sink in."

Sometime, when he returned to the Netherworld--ANY Netherworld--Krichevskoy was going to have to force a bill that mandated he be called by whatever name he preferred, no matter what.

What the punishment for breaking that mandate would be he wasn't sure yet, but it would certainly be severe.

"If you say so..."

And it still probably wouldn't work.

"I do," she made it sound confident, but, well. While Gwen would work on it, she couldn't say much for anyone else... "We could make you a nametag. 'Hello my name is Krichevskoy, not Vyers.' It might help... remind people."

~~Or they might just call him Mid-Boss.~~

He made a face, almost pouting. "You are starting to make me want to go home again..." At least there he had some small amount of dignity.

Krichevskoy sighed. "I will just keep reminding them." At least he didn't have to worry as much about Laharl. ...Maybe.

Don't make her start pouting!

"Hey now, none of that." She bounced a little and wrapped her arms around his neck. What's dignity worth, anyway? "I will keep reminding people, too, when I don't need reminding myself." She leaned her head close, noses almost brushing. She smiled and said his name again, low and sweet.

He couldn't stay mad when she was like that, and he had a feeling she knew that, too. Krichevskoy smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist and closing his eyes. "And that is exactly how I'd like to hear it from you," he said, laughing a little.

Well. She did know quite a few things about him, after all. Satisfied with cheering him up, she gave him a peck on the lips, then hummed and said, "I'm happy to oblige."

Your Super Vyers Has Returned to the Castle [completed]

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