BEAUTY AND THE BEAST AU 1

[enigmaster]

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[enigmaster]

... If you want to, I won't stop you. [That's a yes.]

[agoodname]

[he chuckles a bit at that, leaning hard on the crutch as he starts to make his way back across the dining room] What would you stop me from doing, out of curiosity?

[enigmaster]

...Nothing you're capable of.

[agoodname]

Oh? [Oswald arches an eyebrow, though now he looks even more amused] Such as?

[enigmaster]

I already told you which room you can't enter. Doing anything in there would count. Or trying to steal from the castle. Trying to attack me. Stupid things. [And his eyes narrow, then, as something else... does come to mind.] ...Trying to tell people about what you saw here.

[agoodname]

[Oswald arches a bit of an eyebrow] Well. I'm glad you don't consider raiding your pantry as stealing. Aside from that, there isn't any reason for me to do either of the two former. Even if I did, between the two of us, you very much have the advantage, Edward. I'm certain you'd have no problem stopping someone like me in either case. [as for that last bit--] And I'm not going to tell.

[enigmaster]

Good. Don't. [...] Not stealing like that. People have been here before. Taken things. [Not that there's A LOT left to steal, but. Still.] It's different.

[agoodname]

[Oswald frowns at that--and replays the state of the place in his head] Looters?

[enigmaster]

Yes. I don't like them.

[agoodname]

And you didn't try and scare them away, big thing like you?

[enigmaster]

I did. When I can.

[agoodname]

Hm. [neutral, again. That's...odd. Most human beings, when confronted with someone like Edward, would've turn tail and ran. So how did they get that much out of this castle without him confronting them?]

[enigmaster]

...Sometimes it happens when I'm asleep.

[agoodname]

And the noise didn't wake you? [casually--eyeing those large ears]

[enigmaster]

[One claw sheepishly goes up to one of his ears, which he pulls down a little.] ...Sometimes it's just not worth the effort.

[agoodname]

[yeah. All of this is ringing very, very false. He's terrifying at first look, and even more so at second. There's no way he couldn't have easily scared them off.

Again, something to tuck away for later]

That makes sense.

[enigmaster]

[Edward... glances down at Oswald's leg a moment, at his ankle.] ...How long will it take for that to heal?

[agoodname]

[Oswald huffs a bit, glancing down at it] ....I don't know. I'm not a doctor by any means. [he smiles a little, sheepish, with a wince] I'll try to impose on you for as short a time as possible, I promise. As soon as I'm able to walk on it a bit better, I'll be out of your hair.

[enigmaster]

...Good. [The sooner, the better.] ...You can stay in whatever room you want. I don't really care.

[agoodname]

[ugh. Oswald can feel his temper want to snap slightly, annoyed with the callous attitude, but--]

Thank you.

[murmured, humbly, as if Edward had graciously invited him in or something.] I appreciate it.

[enigmaster]

[Edward blinks and looks... surprised. Hm? What??? Hm?] ...Sure. I don't know if you need anything... for that injury.

[agoodname]

To be honest, neither do I. [Oswald sighs a bit, slowing down on the crutch once he gets back to the room he initially stumbled into and cautiously lowering himself back onto the couch because honestly...he's exhausted. He didn't DO much, really, other than cook, walk around a bit, have the scare of his life, and eat, but...he feels like he needs to take a nap or something. His ankle throbs in reminded hurt and protest--and Oswald winces, suppressing the need to hiss] Perhaps something cold for the swelling? It might help some. [he huffs a bit, glancing towards one of the windows in the room] Perhaps I can gather some snow.

[enigmaster]

... [Edward huffs a little bit. This is definitely gonna be a PROCESS and he's not happy about it, but. It'll go faster if he helps. So...] I can take care of that.

[agoodname]

[Oswald looks up at that, letting his surprise show on his face, blinking. That's...interesting. Maybe it's because he wants Oswald gone sooner, but also...] You...[then his expression flickers, a bit of concern, a bit worried ]...I'd hate to bother you more than I already am.

[enigmaster]

[Edward blinks a little at that. Ah...] ...It's fine. It's not like it's hard or anything.