My Virtues Uncounted
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“Easy, killer. I couldn't care less who you are or what you've done. The only thing I'm looking for these days is a like-minded partner. Someone willing to join me in the hunt for the biggest prize this side of Norvrandt,” Granson explained.
There was more to what he wanted, that was clear. His breathing ran too quick to be a normal proposition and once more Cyella’s words rang out in his head. He’s in it for revenge.
Tilting his head to the side, Orion pulled on a faux smirk. He hadn’t been around the others, so he didn’t know he would do it for free. Perhaps his interest in the prize could pry out Granson’s true purpose in this. Whatever revenge he was determined to reclaim would soon bubble to the surface once they were in the field. Most things did.
“A prize?” Orion purred, teeth showing against the grin he gave.
After assisting all of the Cardinal Virtue hunters but one, Orion is surprised—but also not—to find the final one approaching him one night. What Granson offers could be more than just a kill for revenge, but that remains to be seen.
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- Part 1 of My Virtues Uncounted
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Walking back up to the top gate where Granson lingered, Orion reset his focus. They had come here at Granson’s discretion and he had acted odd the entire time. It made Orion linger on the words between what was been told to him, eyes focused on Granson’s expression and body. He was out for revenge to kill Dikaiosyne. Why if not for something deeply personal? But he still painted it as a want for prize, for now.
“Well? Learn anything worth sharing?” Granson asked as he slowed to a stop before him.
Orion learns more about the town of Wright and Granson all at once.
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- Part 2 of My Virtues Uncounted
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Soil crunched under each step beneath Orion’s feet, drawing score to the soft hum that fell from his mouth to fill the silence left in the forest. His eyes refused to flit to the roads leading to Holminster, memory carved within it of a woman lost to sacrifice and he swallowed at how his stomach turned. How she spoke of a prayer that he would enact for her without knowing. Delivering her like all the rest into their end without judgement or scorn. Warrior of Darkness, servant of death.
“You’re being quiet, Sinner.”
FFXIV Write Day 10: Stable
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- Part 9 of FFXIV Write 2024
- Part 3 of My Virtues Uncounted
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Orion was no stranger to scars. A man like himself made dozens by the day. These weren’t the same as the rest and both of them knew it with a weight that drew Orion unnaturally still. How careful his touch was as it crested the one against Granson’s shoulder, light as if it still might bleed if he pushed at all. The lines on Granson’s skin no longer wept blood but they still wept. His eyes took to them every morning when he got dressed and every night as he went to sleep, serving their proper purpose as a reminder, but the way Orion held them then did no such thing.
There was nothing to be reminded of when it’s all he knew and something about that brought relief he wasn’t prepared for. Relief and something else he couldn’t place fell over his frame as Orion kept moving against his skin. Whiskey swam in a soft glisten as he stopped at Granson’s collar, nail curled against a more crooked gash.
“You’re here,” Orion murmured.
The man of many scars bares them.
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- Part 4 of My Virtues Uncounted
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“Think I’m not capable? Also—backing up a bit—what other rumors of me are there?”
“You don’t want those… come on. Just forget I said it.”
“I want to know,” Orion said, gaze locked to Granson’s as he closed their distance. “It’s like they say: where there’s smoke there’s fire. So tell me. What blaze can I give you awareness of?”
Granson fills Orion in of rumors going around the Crystarium.
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- Part 5 of My Virtues Uncounted
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Without a word, no ‘good morning’ breathed between them as it often was, Orion shifted closer. There were no thoughts in his head beyond a heavy want he couldn’t quite place. All he did have knowledge of was where he wanted his mouth to be. Tilting his head up, he pressed his lips to Granson’s. Granson stilled against him at first, a brief flicker of time stopping entirely before he leaned into him. Kissing him back, Granson’s hand drew up into the ink of Orion’s hair and curled against his scalp as he took a better hold.
Opening Orion’s mouth slightly, a coax of uncertainty lingering in the warm breath that fanned between them, Granson smiled when it was met with an eager response. As his tongue swept the stale taste of Granson’s mouth, the world caught up with Orion all at once.
This wasn’t a dream.
Orion and Granson have a new kind of morning.
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- Part 6 of My Virtues Uncounted
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It began innocently enough, all considered.
A moment was stolen away into Orion’s room after returning from gathering information once exhaustion found his frame. The light poisoning was taking a steady toll making him rest more often than he was used to and it frustrated him to no end. What kept him in bed and resting longer than a small nap was easily found once the allowance was given. Granson could lay next to him, have him sleep for a while and before he could get up and undo that rest he could trap him.
It was made of something simple and easy to take with him: his lips. He need only kiss him once to make the warrior of light melt back into the mattress and settle once more. Sometimes, if he was lucky, it drew him into a second bout of rest. Sometimes, it did nothing but fire him up and they were out the door only a few moments after he had his fill.
Today, Orion knew he was hopeful for the former rather than the latter.
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- Part 7 of My Virtues Uncounted
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Granson asks Orion a question that comes with a loaded answer he isn't prepared to hand over yet.
FFXIV Write Prompt: Reticent
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- Part 4 of FFXIV Write 2024
- Part 8 of My Virtues Uncounted
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It was clear as any day would be in a land where light reigns and for a brief moment despite that, Orion’s world went dark. A sword pressed through the back of brown leather, pure white and humming with a hatred that he could never forgive despite the creature’s name. He stared at it, disbelief pouring over him until it disappeared, and too with it went the sin that cast its final judgment. And all he was left with was sick rising in his throat, forced to swallow when ruby eyes looked back at him from over a shoulder.
“Why… why would you?” The words left Orion’s mouth but air didn’t seem to give them any force from his lungs. Tears crowded, hot and stinging in his eyes and a heavy sob hiccuped from his mouth. “Tell me, Granson!”
Better it was me.
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- Part 9 of My Virtues Uncounted
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Night bled into the windows of the Crystarium, a sight still wholly unfamiliar to most who stayed awake just to watch it a little longer as the moon drew milky lines against the wooden floors. One such person was a mere few feet from Orion’s side, eyes up to the ceiling. Granson’s gaze was easy, relaxed far more than it was when they met and his heart found itself healing a little easier beneath the cool touch of stars. He inhaled slowly, brows drawing together in a quiet thought, and blinked with equal speed as a thought crossed his features.
“What are we thinking about in there, sinner?” Orion asked, smiling when he looked down at him without adjusting his speed. Fluid like the swing of his blade, Granson cleaved Orion’s thoughts in two with a smile of his own. “Stargazing?”
A weak chuckle left Granson and he bit his bottom lip back in consideration before shrugging up a shoulder. “Something like that.”
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- Part 10 of My Virtues Uncounted
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“I think about it, often, what happens when I leave for any reason,” Orion murmured, tail tapping slowly against the stone next to him, “If the next time is the last, somehow. I was gone not a week and five years passed for Thancred. Three for Y’shtola and Urianger. Fuck, even a year as the twins saw…” Granson’s hand touched his and he returned his gaze back down to him. Ruby eyes shined with a soft sadness. “I’m not wrong.”
“You are not wrong, but is that what you worry about?” Granson asked, words barely breathed. “With me? You’re afraid of losing time?”
“Aren’t you?”
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- Part 11 of My Virtues Uncounted
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Shifting further, Orion swung a leg over Granson’s hip to straddle him before falling forward to press himself into the earth next to Granson’s head. That same ink now dangled down around his face, a veil of night not unlike that which he returned to the area not too long ago. Granson’s brows raised, not in surprise or disinterest but an emotion Orion wasn’t quite familiar with. Furrowing his own, he leaned in closer with a hum of interest.
“What are you thinking about in there, my blade?” Orion asked quietly.
“What are the odds?” Granson asked and when Orion’s expression shifted into further confusion, he huffed out a laugh. “What are the odds that we met like this? You’re from three hundred years ago. Born in another world. Another life. Yet here you are, leaned over me as certain as the night is long. What are the odds of that?”
Orion and Granson discuss fate.
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- Part 12 of My Virtues Uncounted
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Each step down the stairs from his room brought a stir to Orion’s stomach that he couldn’t manage to shake off. Branden was at rest now, crystal kept safely in his room along with all the others, and with that the chapter of the cardinal sins had been laid to rest. A few of the hunters hung around after the fact, but wavered in their consistency in the Wandering Stairs. Things were changing slowly and while he knew that was a possibility, only one of them really scared him.
What would he do when he came to tend for a day and there wasn’t a familiar shade of cerulean over by the wall watching him with a soft smirk?
Orion fights the reality that things are starting to change.
FFXIV Write: Shade
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- Part 19 of FFXIV Write 2024
- Part 13 of My Virtues Uncounted
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Scooting closer to that their shoulders touched, Orion shifted his gaze to the men training to their left, pointing with a soft circle to the action. “A contest. Pull-ups.”
“For? I don’t see how that relates to our plans,” Granson said, raising a brow. “Unless you’re telling me you want to try and fuck up there in which case I tell you that you’ve really gone mad.”
Barking out a laugh, Orion shook his head before starting to walk toward it. “No, though that is a good idea. I meant we see who can hold out the longest and whoever wins tops.” When Granson didn’t follow, Orion looked over his shoulder with a raised brow of his own. “What? Afraid you’ll lose? Giving up before we even start is still a loss, I think.”
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- Part 14 of My Virtues Uncounted
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They call whiskey liquid amber, shifting the shine of it around in a soft motion as words are spoken with a harder slur. Lips find themselves loose and people say things they aren’t supposed to. Words that were kept firmly behind locks undone by a distilled mash of grain poured into it and now sit in the open for all to hear and unless their audience is of equal intoxication cannot ever return behind the lock. Granson felt himself fortunate that he was safe from such a risk even if it meant watching disappointment play on Orion’s features as he concocted another drink to suit him. There were too many words in that head of his that needed to stay put behind a lock.
Yet, one night, with no liquor in his blood he found himself drunk all the same, and those words got out.
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- Part 15 of My Virtues Uncounted
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After confessing their love for one another, Orion and Granson settle into a new normal. Or at least Granson does as Orion fidgets with the knowledge that Granson is unaware of his actual name and wants to give the other man everything he can of himself from a world in which he cannot follow. If nothing else, at least he can give him that.
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- Part 16 of My Virtues Uncounted
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“You’re going to get through this. I’m here. Just breathe, heart of mine… just breathe.”
Orion disobeyed at once, breathing stilled in his chest and Granson’s mouth remained open where his words had stopped. Had he called him that aloud yet? He couldn’t recall. It had been on his mind for weeks and never slipped between his lips and now, curled against a man convinced of his death, it snuck away from his tongue. Leaning his head to the side, he tried to catch Orion’s face and expression.
There, frozen with eyes far from their usual whiskey, Orion stared. “What?”
Granson makes Orion aware of what he is, and has been, to him for some time.
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- Part 17 of My Virtues Uncounted
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It had been a week. A quiet, intolerable week of Orion entering a new phase of light poisoning that was the most disconcerting of all. His chakram sat on the rack near the door where they hadn’t moved next to a blade that had. He was favoring it more and not by choice, Granson knew. For even though he had a proficiency with a greatsword, the man was a dancer. So what did that make him when he couldn’t dance?
Granson had readied himself for bed and Orion had done the same only to take to the window to stare outside. It was too quiet. Far too quiet.
“Orion?” Granson called softly and held his breath as Orion looked back over his shoulder at him. His iris were barely touching orange at all anymore and his highlights bleached white. “Can you come here for a moment?”
Granson pulls his dancer back onto his feet.
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- Part 18 of My Virtues Uncounted
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Flexing his hand slightly, Granson looked down at his fingers still marked red with an indent from earlier. He had held onto Orion as tightly as he could as he carried him down from that cursed mountain and the metal on his jacket left its mark. Breathing still a struggle to do without thought, he took in a sharp hiccup as reality sank in. It was possible that it could be the last mark Orion would ever leave on him in any form. He could remain asleep until the beast in him awoke as Emet-Selch said it would, but should he start to finally turn he would never see that final form.
After Mt. Gulg, Granson awaits Orion's waking, praying he wakes the man he knows.
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- Part 19 of My Virtues Uncounted
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With Emet-Selch defeated and eternal light cast from the First, Granson has a new world to take in and that begins with the man he loves taking on a new shade.
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- Part 20 of My Virtues Uncounted