Saturday, August 27, 2016

59: With Us or Against Us

Featuring: Lorcan, Luna

August 27, 2016
[7:54 PM] Storm: Lorcan walked down the hallway away from the training area, cracking his knuckles several times. It was one of the few times that he was truly nervous. Ever since word broke out that Gallaran had declared war upon Freyzenwald, he had done his best to avoid the main bulk of the army. He was unsure how people would treat him for being a member of the Gallaran nobility. Hostile if not outright violent he thought for sure. If I can just get some information now that the barrier is down Lorcan turned the corner down to his own room. It was close to dinner time, mostly everyone would be eating at the moment, so he didn't have to worry too much about encountering anyone he thought. So far he had done a decent enough job in the last day and half avoiding anyone.
[8:01 PM] Amasuro: Ahead of Lorcan, Luna turned her head towards him as he rounded the corner. Standing in front of his door, Luna became relieved as she finally found the man. "Lorcan Abendroth! You're pretty hard to find, y'know?" She spoke, wheeling around on her heel to face Lorcan. Her hands clasped behind her back, with a wide smile on her face. "If I didn't know better, I would think you have been avoiding me!"
[8:08 PM] Storm: Lorcan looked up from the floor and saw none other than Luna standing in front of his door. Shit. Of all people. Her. He feigned a smile, as he always did when confronting nobles, and straightened out his back. "Queen Lunarea. What a surprise to see you at my door. I have just been busy this last day and a half. With the barrier down now all of a sudden, one cannot be too prepared to fight the horrors within your fallen city. That and spending my time in the infirmary, as my aide after all lies in a coma due to those wretched creatures. However, my apologies if it may seem like I was avoiding you. I did not intend it to come across as such. What is it that I may help you with?"
[8:13 PM] Amasuro: While her demeanor seemed relaxed on the outside, Luna remained wary of the Gallian noble in front of her, making sure to keep her distance. The clasped hands behind her back ever ready to unsheath the two daggers she always had on her body, in case he dared to try something in her castle. "Nothing in particular, I was just curious as to what you'll be doing from now on. As I understand, a lot of our visitors have been trapped here in the city ever since that disaster struck." She put a finger under her lip, "you could even, oh I don't know, return home if you wanted to."
[8:24 PM] Storm: Lorcan took a small step forward, taking off his leather gloves he had used during his quick training session. What is she after? "Why do you say that?" Lorcan said, feigning ignorance, "I suppose I could go home, return to Gallaran. Perhaps even secure aid if that is what you will. However, as long as monsters plague your derelict city, how would it look upon a Gallaran noble to leave an ally stranded without aid?" Lorcan narrowed his eyes taking a few more steps closer to the queen.
[8:34 PM] Amasuro: Luna swallows, trying to hide her discomfort as she took a step backwards. "A very noble idea. From your actions these previous days, I don't doubt that you would act in such a way. However..." Her eyes slowly increase in its seriousness. "That was before your country declared war on ours."
[8:45 PM] Storm: Lorcan closed his eyes for a second in thought, before taking yet a few more steps towards Luna. His face returned to his normal stoic expression. "As I expected. About that claim. I've heard the rumor. " he said, clenching his hands into fists. "I was going to come find you, ask about the validity of this accusation. To see the proof your scouts gave you, rather than blindly trust a statement. Furthermore, I had also intended to seek information of my own. To send a message to my brother about what is going on. But seeing as your city has been cut off from outside communication, my attempts fell short. Which begs the question, if I am unable to aquire information from outside the city, how was it your scouts managed to do what I could not?" Lorcan took yet another step towards the queen, closer yet, looking down upon her. He outstretching his fist, turning it palm up at the last second. "If I may enter my room?"
[8:59 PM] Amasuro: Luna crosses her arms, staring deeply at the man in front of her. He doesn't strike me as lying, but...tch, anyone can be good at lying. Don't let him intimidate you. "Forgive me if I'm a bit apprehensive in giving our scouting strategies to someone I don't fully trust at this moment. Whether or not our claims are vallidated or not, I would rather be safe and not have a known Gallian general in our midst when an army comes barreling down at our already weakened walls." She takes a step backwards, letting Lorcan access his room. "Don't think I'm not thankful that you aided in saving my life, but know that war right now would be completely disadvantagious for us."
[9:09 PM] Storm: "Is that what this is then? Being safe?" Lorcan entered his room, eyes darting around in search of one of his lances. If she intended to kill him, he'd do his best to ensure Freyzenwald would be under the rule of a child.
"Assessing the threat I possess if these accusations are in fact true?" He casually strolled into his room, tossing the gloves aside onto his neatly made bed. He walked in behind the privacy wall, taking off his shirt to change into a more formal attire. "If in fact what you say is true, and my country is at war with your own. You better run. If that barrier was your best defense, you never would have stood a chance. " Lorcan stepped out from behind the privacy wall, a lance within arm's reach. "So tell me, Queen Lunarea. What was the intended outcome of this ... meeting?"(edited)
[9:20 PM] Amasuro: Luna stepped backwards, leaning on a wall opposite the door to Lorcan's room. Well, actually, we really don't stand a chance. Though, he doesn't need to know that. "The intended outcome? Well, I believe you're quite a straightforward person. I just wanted to know one thing from you." "Are you with us? Or against us?"
[9:31 PM] Storm: Lorcan remained motionless, staring Luna down. He was ready to defend himself if necessary.
"Why must it be so, black and white? " he said, feigning the smile from earlier, " I've met a few people in my brief time here. Interesting people to say the least. In all honesty I do not wish you harm, or them." Lorcan paused, stepping forward into the door frame, now holding onto a lance behind his back. "That said, I will not betray my country. If it is war they have declared I will lead my men into victory. But if I reach the Gallian border, and no army is there, you can be certain there will be a price to pay for such an allegation. Either way, if my answer has to be as crude as your question, I suppose that makes me against you"
[9:40 PM] Amasuro: "Hmph, seems like you're quite offended by my words. Lorcan, know that I trust my sisters word without question, and if she claims an army awaits at our borders, then I will be seeing you at the forefront of a Gallian army very soon." ...Though I should ask her how her scouts got through sometime. Ugh, stupid unconciousness makes me miss everything important. "I don't wish you any harm either. It would be rather unrefined of me to strike down someone who gave so much to assist in my survival. Though, if the stories about you are right..." She hid a grin behind her slender fingers, "...I wouldn't dare try to attack you on my own."
[9:51 PM] Storm: "A ruler not questioning such vital information. Information that could very well lead to your own demise." Lorcan said with a genuine chuckle, bringing his lance into view of Luna now. He backed into his room, grabbing a small satchel from the corner. The clothes he could leave. His armor was with his horse Shado. Mathias had woken this morning and was already in the stables. Lorcan knew he'd be leaving the castle tonight, but not under such circumstances. "Well then, you wish me no harm, I wish you no harm. What say we just go our separate ways then, and I'll be seeing you soon enough? If what you say is true afterall." Lorcan tightened the grip on his lance.
[10:03 PM] Amasuro: She took another gulp, backing away as Lorcan revealed his lance. "Fine. I have no problems with that," she spoke in an attempt to keep her calm attitude, "I suppose I may see your true powers on the battlefield soon enough, Lorcan."
[10:12 PM] Storm: "Good." Lorcan lowered the lance, yet mainting his grip. He slung the satchel over his shoulder and stepped into the hallway now. "I suppose so. Untill we meet again" Lorcan gave one last look at Luna to try and read her intentions. Lance in hand, he walked down the hallway carefully in case she attempted to stab him in the back.
[10:18 PM] Amasuro: "Lorcan," Luna speaks to Lorcan after he had already passed her, "if my allegations are true, why would your nation declare war on us?"
[10:23 PM] Storm: Lorcan stopped at the corner of the hallway and turned to face Luna. "I don't know. That's what I want to find out as well. My brother would have normally told me. But now I question him too. This situation, it makes no sense to me." With that, Lorcan continued on his way to the stables to leave Freyzenwald for the time being.
[10:28 PM] Amasuro: Luna stood still in the vacated hallway. Her conversation with Lorcan clearing up none of her doubts. Bastard. If...if those damn Gallian's did this to my city...ugh, then why would he help me? Damn, none of this makes sense. She stared down the hallway, where Lorcan had just walked off. She really wasn't expecting such stern honesty from the man, but if his nation really was responsible for this entire disaster, she would hold nothing back against him. Lorcan Abendroth, huh? Hmph, if your nation is truly responsible for the disappearance of my husband...we'll see who will be the one running.
[10:31 PM] Amasuro: ==END RP==



Friday, August 26, 2016

58: Modified Human

Featuring: Versailles, Claire

August 26, 2016
[8:37 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: Versailles worked on the bloody corpse of a man that lay in the bed before him. He grimaced as he bandaged and sutured his various wounds. He finished covering the mans face except for his eyes, making sure he could still breathe. He sighed and washed his hands in the basin nearby, feeling the caked blood dissolve in the water. He looked back at the man in hopes of any signs of alertness. He must be tired from the fighting He grabbed a towel dried his hands. He grabbed a bottle of ointment and returned to his patient. Suddenly the man jolted up. "Oh, You're awake.!" he smiled at the bandaged face. Only bloodshot eyes met his comment. "I was going to apply this ointment to help you heal." Versailles motioned to the jar. This time a low growl started coming from the bandages. "It's okay. It won't hurt to much." The figure stood and lunged at Versailles. Taken aback by the blow, Versailles coughed and scrambled backward across the floor. "What's wrong?!" He yelled.
[8:40 PM] Sabanrab: Claire was nearby, helping out other wounded people. When the patient attacked Versailles, she immediatly jumped in and pulled the man off of Versailles, and began to try to wrestle him back down
[8:49 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: The man fought with untamed ferocity and attempted to throw Claire away from him.
[8:51 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: He overpowered Claire slightly and pushed her backwards towards Versailles. He now roared with anger.
[8:51 PM] Sabanrab: Claire underestimated the patient, and began to lose her balance.
[8:54 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: The man tore at his bandages and revealed again his now thick skin which had apparently healed. His sharp teeth showing through the mouth hole he ripped, it opened widely and let out a terrible roar. He charged at the two, throwing a punch as he ran.
[8:55 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: Versailles pushed Claire out of the way and blocked with his arms.
[8:57 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: The mans punch ducked under Versailles arms and straight into his stomach. Versailles gave a short yell as his breathe left in a quick gust. He stumbled backward, falling onto his back.
[9:03 PM] Sabanrab: "Versailles!" She yelled as he pushed her aside. As she got up, she saw him fall back. No longer holding back, Claire tackles the man, hoping to pin him on the ground.
[9:05 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: The man struggles to fight Claire, but only roars, snapping his jaw shut.
[9:05 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "I...I'm okay." Versailles struggled to get up and looked over at Claire holding the man.
[9:07 PM] Sabanrab: Now pinning the man on the ground, Claire holds his arms down as she turns to Versailles. "Quick, get something to make him sleep! I don't think I can hold him down much longer!"
[9:09 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Yeah, sure." He quickly stumbled over to a cabinet and grabbed at jars and vials. Finally he pulled out a jar full of liquid and brought it to her. He carefully opened it and poured it down the man's open maw.
[9:09 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: The man continued to struggle and in one last ditch attempt, put all his strength into shaking Claire off.
[9:11 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: The man pushed Claire off onto Versailles and stood back up. He raised his arm and punched towards them.
[9:12 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Ahh! Watch out!" Versailles coughed.
[9:14 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: The man brought his fist down impacting Claire, the extra pressure breaking Versailles's ribs. Versailles coughed up blood, some splattering on the man.
[9:15 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: The man breathed heavily, looking at his victims, seeming to revel in his victory. He turned and slowly started towards the door. As he entered the doorway he stumbled and soon fell down.
[9:16 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: With a final roar he slumped to the ground, asleep.
[9:17 PM] Sabanrab: The impact of the punch seemed to have the similar affect to Claire, getting punched on an inhale, she was left breathless, she curled over, trying to catch her breath
[9:18 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: Versailles lay eyes wide open, struggling to breathe, his stomach screaming from his broken ribs. He slowly closed his eyes and blacked out.
[9:19 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: Later
[9:22 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "It seems the man who was recovered was some form of modified human used to attack the city, he was mistaken for a refugee of the city and brought to the medical ward." The guard explained to Claire. "We will be keeping him in a jail and will try to see if we can get him to say well... anything. I'm sorry about your friend though." He bowed and walked off.
[9:24 PM] Sabanrab: Claire sat with Versaille's head on her lap as the guard spoke to her. She thanked the guard as he walked off with the assaulter. As they left, Claire looked down at Versailles, on the verge of tears from not knowing what to do
[9:25 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: Versailles lay silently. Some other doctors had already set his ribs to heal but they had seemed very doubtful.
[9:27 PM] Sabanrab: "Well, I guess getting him to a bed is somewhere to start..."
[9:28 PM] Sabanrab: She stands up, carrying Versailles like a princess and lays him down on the bed where the last patient was
[9:29 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: His eyelids quiver but stay closed. His body shivers slightly, most likely from the pain.
[9:34 PM] Sabanrab: Claire strokes his forehead, pushing his hair away from his face. She stayed silent
[9:39 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: ======Timeskip 1 day======
[9:40 PM] Sabanrab: Claire is asleep with her upper body on the bed, while her legs rested on the ground
[9:41 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: Versailles slowly opens his eyes his body screaming in pain. He looks at Claire sleeping and painfully raises an arm to pat her on the head. He smiles.
[9:46 PM] Sabanrab: The knight slowly awakens to his touch. Seeing him awake, Claire bolt up. "Are you ok? Does it still hurt? Should I get a healer?" These questions blurred out at high speeds
[9:47 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Sorry." He whispered out, his face tightening from the pain.(edited)
[9:48 PM] Sabanrab: "F-for what?" She said as she frantically searched for something to help the pain
[9:50 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "For making you worry about me." he put his hand back next to him.
[9:51 PM] Sabanrab: "No, don't say sorry. You worry about me all the time after all, it's only fair I do the same." She said as she found a drew water from a bucket. "Here, are you thirsty?"
[9:51 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: He nodded and opened his mouth.
[9:53 PM] Sabanrab: "Here" She carefully brings the cup to his mouth, and tips it slightly
[9:54 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: He slowly drinks it, feeling the water cool his insides.
[9:56 PM] Sabanrab: Slowly, the cup empties. Claire brings the cup back. "Do you need any more?"
[9:56 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: He shakes his head.
[9:57 PM] Sabanrab: She nods and puts the cup away. She sits a bit closer. "Do you need anything else?"
[9:58 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Just you..." he whispered. His eyes slowly shut his breathing slowing.
[9:59 PM] Sabanrab: A tear welling up in her eye, she puts her head on the bed.
[10:01 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: ==========RP END==========
August 27, 2016
[7:58 PM] Sabanrab: Another day of recovery for Versailles, and another day Claire stayed by his side all day, bringing water whenever he was thirsty, some food when he was hungry, and some rest when he was sleepy
[8:01 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: Versailles slowly opens his eyes. He looks around the room.
[8:09 PM] Sabanrab: Claire is sleeping like a rock by his bed(edited)
[8:12 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: He carefully pulls his hand from under the covers and feels along his chest. He feels a little pain from his rib but feels a lot better. He stretches his arms and feels the skin around his rib hurt a little. He puts his arms down and sits up.
[8:14 PM] Sabanrab: The movement disturbs her sleep ever so slightly, causing her to move a little, accompanied by a whiny groan.
[8:16 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: Versailles freezes in hopes that she might fall back asleep.
[8:16 PM] Sabanrab: She continues to sleep
[8:19 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: Versailles gives a sigh of relief. He moves the blanket off of him and kicks his legs off the bed. He steps onto the ground and winces as his movements press on his ribs. He breathes for a moment and stands straight
[8:20 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: He stretches his muscles after not moving from the bed for more than a day.
[8:22 PM] Sabanrab: Claire resumes to sleep. Constantly staying by his side, Claire's health took an obvious hit.
[8:26 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: Versailles walks over to Claire and puts the blanket on her, making sure not to wake her. He grabs a cup and pours some water. He sips it as he tests his body. He feels healed but just sore.
[8:28 PM] Sabanrab: She lets out a little murmer, and resumes to sleep
[8:31 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: He returns to the bed and sits next to Claire.
[8:33 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: He looks at her sleeping and rubs her back softly.
[8:34 PM] Sabanrab: "G-get better..." She sleeptalks
[8:35 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Of course." he whispers back, kissing her on the forehead.
[8:40 PM] Sabanrab: Her face relaxes a little as she resumes to sleep
[8:42 PM] Sabanrab: She slowly opened her eyes after a little while
[8:44 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Oh I didn't mean to wake you."
[8:44 PM] Sabanrab: "Versailles? What're you doing out of bed?" She rubbed her eyes
[8:46 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Oh, I was feeling better and wanted to stretch out because I'd been in bed for so long."
[8:47 PM] Sabanrab: "You're feeling better?" She bolts up
[8:49 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Yes, I feel fine except for a little soreness. My rib feels reconnected as well. Here." He pulled her hand to his chest for her to feel.
[8:54 PM] Sabanrab: Claire pokes around his ribcage. "So, it doesn't hurt?"
[8:54 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: He winces a little "Well not too much."
[8:55 PM] Sabanrab: "Alright..." She pulled her hand back, giving him a suspicious look from the wince.
[8:56 PM] Sabanrab: "Well, if you're feeli-AH-CHoo!"(edited)
[8:57 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Oh, bless you." He handed her a handkerchief.
[8:58 PM] Sabanrab: "Thabk yoo" She blows her nose.
[9:01 PM] Sabanrab: Her nose is bright red. She's about to hand back the hankerchief, but stops. "I, can wash it for you...I should wash it before giving it back..."
[9:01 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Uh... sure, I'd appreciate that." He smiled.
[9:03 PM] Sabanrab: "So..If you're feeling better, want to go for a walk?"
[9:05 PM] Sabanrab: "I think it's about time for a change in scenery"
[9:07 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "I'd love to, being stuck in bed is terrible."
[9:08 PM] Sabanrab: "It is..." She said as she put away the blanket and hankerchief. "Shall we?"
[9:09 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Let's!" he offered his hand to her.
[9:12 PM] Sabanrab: and they went off
[9:14 PM] Sabanrab: =====end rp=====
August 28, 2016
[8:15 PM] Sabanrab: Claire stood at the well, washing Versailles's hankerchief. Looking after Alisa and Versailles for the past few days have taken a toll on her, especially since Alisa still hasn't shown any signs of waking up. And the fact that Claire couldn't protect Versailles when the monster attacked kept her mind running with feelings of guilt.
[8:16 PM] Sabanrab: As she washed it, she would constantly space out into nothing
[8:22 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Hey, how are you?" Versailles walked over with an empty bucket and started drawing water.
[8:23 PM] Sabanrab: "..." she continues to space out
[8:26 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Um... Claire?" He finishes filling the bucket and walks over to her, putting his hand on her shoulder.
[8:28 PM] Sabanrab: She practically jumps out of her skin as he touched her shoulder. With wide eyes, she quickly turns. "Oh, it's just you...wha-how long were you calling me?"
[8:29 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "I just came in. What's wrong?"
[8:29 PM] Sabanrab: "N-nothing." she rubs her eyes as she hands him the wet hankerchief. "I washed it but, it's gotta dry a bit.."
[8:30 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "That's fine." he folded it and put it in his pocket. "But you seem out of it. Are you sure you're fine?"
[8:31 PM] Sabanrab: "Yeah...I'm just, never mind, I'm fine."
[8:32 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Alright, but I'm here if you need me." he hugged her.
[8:34 PM] Sabanrab: She naturally begins to lean on him
[8:36 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: He holds her tight. "I love you."
[8:40 PM] Sabanrab: She weakly puts her hand on his arm and with an exhausted voice. "I love you too.."
[8:42 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Alright, I'm going to deliver this water, do you need anything?"
[8:43 PM] Sabanrab: "N-no..."
[8:43 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Ok, I'll see you later then?"
[8:44 PM] Sabanrab: "Yeah..."
[8:45 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: Versailles exits with the bucket of water, looking back momentarily before walking away.
[8:45 PM] Sabanrab: She begins to walk, or rather, wobble away, before collapsing
[8:47 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: Versailles hears her fall and dropping the bucket, runs back.
[8:47 PM] Sabanrab: Claire remained on the ground, not showing any reaction
[8:49 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Claire!" He knelt down next to her and raise her onto his lap. He put a hand to her head.
[8:49 PM] Sabanrab: It's really hot
[8:50 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: "Oh dear..." he takes out his still wet handkerchief and places it on her forehead. He lifts her up and runs to the infirmary to lay her in a bed.
[8:52 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: He wrapped her in blankets and set about preparing medicine.
[8:55 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: He checked her head's heat every hour, hoping for an improvement but as she didn't get better, he got more and more worried. Eventually he lay down at her side exhausted.
[8:56 PM] Iron Lord spikethe3rd: ====RP END====