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Kaeya is in over his head, which is not something he's used to. The cavalry captain of the Knights of Favonius is usually prepared, usually pulling strings and planning and plotting before he even sets a foot into any situation or gets his own hands dirty.

But something has gone wrong. Clearly.

It started a few days ago. Kaeya hadn't felt right, but there was nothing he could really pin down as specifically wrong, so it was easy enough to shrug it off. Sure, he's feeling vaguely overheated, his thoughts too easily distracted, every little scent suddenly overwhelming. But he can still manage.

So when Jean asks that he go investigate some trouble in the ruins outside of the city, he really doesn't have a good reason not to agree. It should be fine. A simple trip really, though he does see the vague concern in the acting Grand Master's eyes at how distracted he seems. He pulls himself together to wave it off. And off he goes.

Now here he is, having found the root of the problems that Jean has sent him to. The source of the trouble is a band of treasure hoarders, ones that he has dealt with before. Tensions rise, and Kaeya should be able to handle this -- either through clever words or icy sword blows. It's nothing he hasn't overcome before. Except this time, he feels like he's losing his mind. And two of the treasure hoarders realize it, two alphas who have caught the very distinct scent of an omega in heat.

Kaeya, on the other hand, is still clueless. He's a beta, after all. When his peers had begun presenting, he never had, and had accepted what that meant for him. Honestly, it was simpler that way. Wasn't it? But here he is, sword in hand but not raised, one visible eye wide, pupil blown, face flushed, as he watches the men approach.

'Don't worry,', one of the men croons, 'We're more than happy to help. You're lucky you found us.'

A frown crosses Kaeya's face. That doesn't... sound right. But maybe he does need help. Hmm.

Date: 2021-06-10 05:04 am (UTC)
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Diluc lands on the edge of a wall. The pale light from the lanterns makes the whole and gold mask over his face take on an other worldly quality. He breathes in. A sweet yet subtle scent curls in the air.

It carries confusion and need to him. He almost falls off the wall. “An omega?” He breathes as he creeps along the wall. Voices carry up to him. ‘We’ll treat you right.’

‘All you have to do is receive us.’ He looks down. Two treasure hoarders are moving towards Kaeya below him. The rest are fanning out. Something inside him snaps. His lips peel back from his teeth and he drops from the wall to land and impose himself between them and Kaeya.

A low rumble builds in his chest and the treasure hoarders stop. Fire spirals over Diluc’s blade and up his arms. He opens his mouth as his fangs descend, an Alpha in all the ways that matter.

The Treasure hoarders flee and Diluc looks demonic in his fury. Until they’re gone then he lets the fire go and turns to Kaeya. As he gets a full blast of the scents in the air. Diluc reels and has to fight for control of himself. He breathes through his nose. “...what were you.”

He closes his eyes then with a sigh he offers his hand. “Never mind. Let’s get you away from here.”

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