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Tierney was terrible when it came to tears. He never really knew what to do when real tears started falling. And so, he stood there watching as the clear liquid fell from the woman's eyes. All he could do was smile sadly at her as he went through his mind on how to comfort her. He still wasn't sure if it was alright to hug her or now. "Only one of you could survive, and you know it. Who better to live than his darling little sister?" He asked softly, smile just as gentle. This was how he'd been with his little sister, Aoife. And now all he had was Rayne. Aurora was his whole world, and not in the sense most people would think. Even before he became a clansman, he had been close to them. Arthur had never wanted him to live out his life without dying. It was only when the girl in front of him had died had Arthur had him join the clan.

His eyes widened in shock as he was suddenly grabbed. He almost reacted and smacked her, but that would be rude and would probably get his hand cut off, if his closest friend were still alive. A steadying breath escaped him before he stared down at her, and the question came out of her lips. Tier bit down hard on his bottom lip. Oh, she wasn't going to like his answer. He grabbed the edge of his shirt and started fiddling with the fabric, trying to find the right way to put it. She was most likely going to kick his ass when he told her. A slow breath escaped him.

"I wasn't.. I wasn't with Arthur. I found you, Rora. I found you first and I was going to Arthur, but he told me to leave with you.. I never saw him." He said, almost dejectedly. He knew she would be mad at him, but the truth was better to get out than keep to himself. He glanced down at her hands latched onto his arms and laid one hand on her own. "He made me a clansman, and as we all know a king's words is a clansman's law" His voice was soft, though he knew his body would be shaking if not for the fact that she was holding onto him so tightly.

RAYNE HERMES

we will meet again

Looking through the list of names, he really wasn't sure where they had all come from. Of course, word had gotten out that there was a strange man who could teach you how to ride a horse and wield a bow. So far, no one seemed to be able to do that very feat. It sounded like a roar outside the doors, and he took a deep breath. To his very core, he wasn't a social person. But this was something that Tierney loved to do, therefore, he had to do something with it. A black t-shirt was pulled over his chest, framing the thin frame that he'd somehow kept over all these years. He took another breath before opening the door and walking out in front of his would-be students.

And there were a lot. A blink of purple eyes could be seen as he got his bearings after a brief moment, before that signature grin spread across his features. "Well, this is surprising. I wasn't aware there were that many people here" He commented, eyes moving across the many people gathered there. Accessing them, really. He'd already picked out the weak links, and those that could probably go all the way through his courses. A smirk was on his features. "I see you all made it through the door without running away. For that, congrats. And if you haven't guessed already, I'm Tierney Monroe. And yes, I'm not as scary as you think" The purple-haired man started, smiling as he heard a few chuckles, along with a few blank looks. Those wouldn't last very long.

"If everyone could line up along the wall, I'm going to hand out the bows. Just the bows. If you can handle the bows, then maybe you'll get some blunt arrows, but we'll see" Once again another smirk before he started down the line, handing out the bows. It wasn't until he got half-way down the line that he could feel... Something. His eyes narrowed down at each face before he faced a blonde, handing him a bow, but not releasing the wooden weapon. "Do I know you from somewhere?" It was a loaded question. Either it was someone he'd met in passing, or a former student. Or maybe, just maybe, Another Silver clansman.


VALÈRE D'ARRAS

we will meet again

Tierney watched her, blinking. There was no way that was her standing there, but there she was. He'd brought her limp body to the shrine all those years ago, and had felt his heart clench when he'd laid her down. The raven-haired girl had taken up a place in his heart that he couldn't deny. But, there she stood. Like a vision in silver. He couldn't help but laugh at his own dumb thoughts, before allowing his gaze to rest on her once more. This was little Aurora, though just two years older than him and Arthur, she was just a little girl. And he knew the two of them had been giants around her.

He heard the sound of the horse's feet prancing against the ground, and he glanced back towards the beast, quieting it before his attention returned to her. And her question almost brought the man to his knees. Of course, there was no way she would believe he was alive. Yet, there he was. He cheeky smile, one he was she would recognize, came cross his lips. "That hurts a bit, Rora." He murmured, mostly to himself before shaking his head. He bowed at the waist, the correct thing to do really, and allowed a wide smile across his features as he mentally prepared himself for what he was about to do. "Tierney Finnian Monroe at your service. But, at one point you simply called my Finn" He said, trying not to let his voice crack.

It was hard not to simply run up to her and give her a hug. It took all his strength not to do just that. But, she didn't believe it was him. No, when most people looked at him, they say a man with strange purple hair that looked to be about mid-twenties, and not centuries old. But, to the woman in front of him, with only a few years separating them from their original birth, it was hard not to feel a bit hurt when she didn't think it was him. But, of course being fair, the majority of their clan had died with their former king.

RAYNE HERMES