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Post by Misty on Nov 17, 2016 18:47:21 GMT -5
"It's a little late late for that," he mumbled as he pushed a hand through his hair. Yes, Lucas did have friends, but he went through phases of talking and not talking to them. Even so, he often didn't talk with them about his personal issues and emotions. "So, what exactly do you mean by a life that's obtainable?" He paused briefly. "And thank you," he said softly.
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Post by featherleg on Nov 17, 2016 20:36:21 GMT -5
"Better late than never, right?" She said in a smile, her voice slightly choking on a few words. "I mean, a life where--maybe--we can rely on each other? I understand if that's a lot to ask but....I just want to be a part of your life in any way that I can." Most of her life she had spent regaining her memories, and when she had most of the pieces together she went searching for answers. More often than not she found herself alone and fighting, that is until she found Elizabeth. Even then she felt isolated in some way. So to finally find someone from the past, no lest her own brother, meant she had a chance at true company.
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Post by Misty on Nov 17, 2016 21:09:15 GMT -5
Lucas shrugged as he pushed a hand through his hair. Better late than never was debatable, meaning he didn't always believe in that. "I can't make any guarantees about that," he said honestly. "And it's nothing against you. I... I guess I don't always like dealing with people, whether they want to be there for me or not." He sounded unsure, like he didn't know why he didn't always have people around him to help him if he needed it. And it was something he didn't want to think about (like most things in his life). Maybe it was because when he needed help the most, he found himself completely alone.
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Post by Auransky on Nov 19, 2016 15:47:59 GMT -5
featherlegRowlin continued walking along the path he originally decided to observe. By now mostly everyone had sunk into what would be their makeshift quarters for the night. He sighed then shook his head in dismay. "Even the strong need their rest-" He was cut off by an approaching voice. "-And you should too, seriously kid. Just keeping yourself up shall not help anyone." Approached a fellow knight, much sturdier in figure. "I should ask you the same Grayson." Rowlin crossed his arms then raised a questionable brow. "Well I would have been, but a certain friend of yours was worried sick." Grayson huffed out his words in annoyance. "J-Jakub?" Rowlin leaned slightly forward. Grayson stepped back in response, "Yea that guy- the one who never seems to leave your side. O-Or the other way you never leave his side." He waved a hand, "I can't tell-no one can tell. You two never go too far apart. It's almost scary, and annoying when the generals want to pick teams." He shook his head in disbelief. "Well-" Rowlin gazed up, "If you put it in those terms, then sure! I shall head back at once!" "Pft.." Grayson rolled his eyes. "There you go, proving to our team that you two are irreparable." Rowlin ignored the remark with a silent smile. "Alright I shall talk to thee later." He waved then quickly rushed off.
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Post by featherleg on Nov 20, 2016 22:51:49 GMT -5
"I understand that, but at the same time I want you to know that I'm here for you if you need me." Selena looked outside before looking back at him. "Do you wish to stay here or would you like to return to where you reside?"
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Post by Misty on Nov 20, 2016 23:20:26 GMT -5
"I understand what you're saying, but I can't guarantee that I'll reach out if I need help," Lucas said as he glanced down at the floor. "And like I said, it's nothing against you. I guess it's just something I'm not very good at." About that second question... He wasn't quite sure what he wanted to do yet. "I'm not really sure... I don't feel very strongly about either place."
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Post by featherleg on Nov 22, 2016 12:11:16 GMT -5
featherleg Rowlin continued walking along the path he originally decided to observe. By now mostly everyone had sunk into what would be their makeshift quarters for the night. He sighed then shook his head in dismay. "Even the strong need their rest-" He was cut off by an approaching voice. "-And you should too, seriously kid. Just keeping yourself up shall not help anyone." Approached a fellow knight, much sturdier in figure. "I should ask you the same Grayson." Rowlin crossed his arms then raised a questionable brow. "Well I would have been, but a certain friend of yours was worried sick." Grayson huffed out his words in annoyance. "J-Jakub?" Rowlin leaned slightly forward. Grayson stepped back in response, "Yea that guy- the one who never seems to leave your side. O-Or the other way you never leave his side." He waved a hand, "I can't tell-no one can tell. You two never go too far apart. It's almost scary, and annoying when the generals want to pick teams." He shook his head in disbelief. "Well-" Rowlin gazed up, "If you put it in those terms, then sure! I shall head back at once!" "Pft.." Grayson rolled his eyes. "There you go, proving to our team that you two are irreparable." Rowlin ignored the remark with a silent smile. "Alright I shall talk to thee later." He waved then quickly rushed off. The rest of the night seemed rather uneventful to say the least. Troops swapped patrol shifts every few hours while some of the builders that usually spent the night building traps for ambushes were tasked with finding a way to use the snow around the camp to hide either the camp itself or the patrols. This in turned resulted in several different paths that were cleared out and dug deep into the snow with planks of wood fashioned to the sides of them with beams or rods for support. As the sun slowly crept over the mountains around them, a few generals began to prepare a makeshift war table outside of what was presumed to be Aika's 'house'. One general from this group was summoned to speak with her briefly, and after the conversation was done, he went in search for Rowlin with a rather confused look in his eyes. Grayson and all the others are not going to be pleased once word gets around about this.(I'm running with the idea that Grayson and others just have a general dislike for Rowlin, hope that's alright ^^ Auransky)
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Post by featherleg on Nov 22, 2016 12:13:23 GMT -5
"I understand what you're saying, but I can't guarantee that I'll reach out if I need help," Lucas said as he glanced down at the floor. "And like I said, it's nothing against you. I guess it's just something I'm not very good at." About that second question... He wasn't quite sure what he wanted to do yet. "I'm not really sure... I don't feel very strongly about either place." "Well...where do you want to be then." While she did realize she would probably get a similar answer like she had been receiving before, it was worth a shot to see if he had any interest in anything around him that wasn't neutral or dislike. She had to try to reason or understand him to some extent.
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Post by Misty on Nov 22, 2016 12:43:20 GMT -5
Lucas shrugged before responding with, "I don't know. I really don't. I guess it's been so long since I've been happy that I can't associate the feeling with a place." That really was the issue at hand. He didn't know what made him happy and what made him feel like he was living rather than surviving and barely getting by. "I'm a [flipping] mess," he mumbled before burying his head in his hands.
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Post by featherleg on Nov 22, 2016 12:53:25 GMT -5
Frowning to herself, Selena glanced around the living room, trying to find something that would perhaps ease the tension or at least bring him some solace but seemingly coming up empty handed. "Then maybe we can try to do so here." She stood up and walked over to the small but cozy looking kitchen all while a small burst of flames engulfed her hand which she flicked towards and into the fireplace to her left, allowing the house to emanate a glow of warmth. She took a few things out the cabinets that hung above the stove and began to prepare something.
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Post by Misty on Nov 22, 2016 13:25:40 GMT -5
Lucas remained sitting on the couch for a few moments with his head still buried in his hands, mumbling under his breath. This was what he tried to avoid - feeling like a mess, feeling like a terrible person - and yet he hadn't been able to. "What the hell is wrong with me?" He mumbled as he lifted his head and turned his head to look at the fireplace. He then stood and walked toward it, getting close enough to feel its heat. He let out a breath in an attempt to find some peace, but it didn't do much for him.
(Should I be ashamed for him being this much of a mess? Because I'm not.)
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Post by Auransky on Nov 29, 2016 1:36:21 GMT -5
featherlegRowlin walked on heading back towards his quarters for the night. He glimpsed around the area keeping his mind occupied with just about anything that wasn't about his talk with Grayson. It didn't bug him too much, but it was something he wanted to ignore and take little to no notice as possible. He stopped in his steps hearing someone approaching; his eyes skimming behind him catuiously but quickly relaxed upon seeing Jakub quickly approaching. "Oi... don't scare me please.." Jakub raised a brow; his green gaze gleaming in curiosity. "Me, scary?" He tilted his head at the thought. "Now that is truly a scary thought; to consider me something rather out of the ordinary. Nonetheless it's good to see you alright." Rowlin nodded, "I am indeed fine; what comes it? Am I needed for something?" His friend gently shook his head; "Not that I know of. But I do come seeking you to assure that your condition hasn't worsened." His gaze softened a bit. "That injury was a little too far deep for comfort." Rowlin frowned, "Oh that-" He glimpsed away. "It's fine-" He stepped slightly away. "It is nothing to worry; I am not dead, nor am I in critical. It is just a wound; a wound that hurts perhaps but nothing that cannot be distracting." Jakub approached, "Perhaps, but the weapon used in question is of concern. Well not even the weapon; the method used is something not to take so lightly." His voice softened. "It is something not to just sit around and allow-" He was quickly hushed by Rowlin who walked right up to him. "It's fine-calm down. Do not worry for me. Now keep that in the low we have been asked to do so" Rowlin nodded firmly. "They know what attacked us, they know that method they will not tell us exactly but we have an idea. Now for lady's sake keep it down and do not start worry where it doesn't belong-" He hissed slightly in an uncomfortable tone. Jakup stepped back then whirled around Rowlin until he was to Rowlin's left side. "Now, let us go back. That was not a good sign." He warned. "I-I'm fine-" Rowlin protested but his feet were already moving in the direction his friend was lightly pushing him towards.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 4, 2016 23:19:16 GMT -5
(I'm back! )
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Post by featherleg on Dec 15, 2016 18:48:38 GMT -5
(Anyone on?)
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Post by Misty on Dec 15, 2016 18:49:29 GMT -5
(I am ^^)
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Post by featherleg on Dec 15, 2016 18:59:51 GMT -5
(Hey Misty! How are you?)
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Post by Misty on Dec 15, 2016 19:01:16 GMT -5
(I'm pretty good. I'm home for break but I'm sick.)
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Post by featherleg on Dec 15, 2016 19:05:45 GMT -5
(Aww dang, I hope you get better soon!)
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Post by Misty on Dec 15, 2016 19:25:38 GMT -5
(Thanks ^^ I feel better than I did yesterday. I just hope I can sleep tonight.)
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Post by featherleg on Dec 15, 2016 19:32:06 GMT -5
(Well that's good! I hate being sick and trying to sleep, it's one of the worst feelings out there.)
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Post by Misty on Dec 15, 2016 19:37:56 GMT -5
(It really is. It's only when I'm sick do I wonder if I sleep with my mouth open or closed.)
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Post by Auransky on Dec 16, 2016 0:11:22 GMT -5
((I play kazuha )) ((First time ever voicing in a YT video)) mintedstar/fur featherleg ((REPLY TO ME <3 ))
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 16, 2016 0:21:43 GMT -5
(I'm replying, I'm replying! But I'm still listening to it, so I can only say: "Wow! That's awesome! I bet you did great." )
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 16, 2016 1:17:35 GMT -5
(And now I can say for a fact you are good. Beautiful voice, by the way. Loved watching this again.)
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Post by Auransky on Dec 18, 2016 19:41:33 GMT -5
(And now I can say for a fact you are good. Beautiful voice, by the way. Loved watching this again.) ((LOL the reply reply was meant for featherleg cause ya know she hasn't been here. )) ((We're getting to a good part too)) ((Those lines were sent in on such short notice. )) ((I was still somewhat sick. I should sound not so sick in these lines o/ ))
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Dec 18, 2016 20:23:35 GMT -5
(Ah, I see. Are you going to do the voice acting for the next part? You don't sound sick. It was great. )
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Post by featherleg on Dec 18, 2016 23:19:39 GMT -5
featherleg Rowlin continued walking along the path he originally decided to observe. By now mostly everyone had sunk into what would be their makeshift quarters for the night. He sighed then shook his head in dismay. "Even the strong need their rest-" He was cut off by an approaching voice. "-And you should too, seriously kid. Just keeping yourself up shall not help anyone." Approached a fellow knight, much sturdier in figure. "I should ask you the same Grayson." Rowlin crossed his arms then raised a questionable brow. "Well I would have been, but a certain friend of yours was worried sick." Grayson huffed out his words in annoyance. "J-Jakub?" Rowlin leaned slightly forward. Grayson stepped back in response, "Yea that guy- the one who never seems to leave your side. O-Or the other way you never leave his side." He waved a hand, "I can't tell-no one can tell. You two never go too far apart. It's almost scary, and annoying when the generals want to pick teams." He shook his head in disbelief. "Well-" Rowlin gazed up, "If you put it in those terms, then sure! I shall head back at once!" "Pft.." Grayson rolled his eyes. "There you go, proving to our team that you two are irreparable." Rowlin ignored the remark with a silent smile. "Alright I shall talk to thee later." He waved then quickly rushed off. The rest of the night seemed rather uneventful to say the least. Troops swapped patrol shifts every few hours while some of the builders that usually spent the night building traps for ambushes were tasked with finding a way to use the snow around the camp to hide either the camp itself or the patrols. This in turned resulted in several different paths that were cleared out and dug deep into the snow with planks of wood fashioned to the sides of them with beams or rods for support. As the sun slowly crept over the mountains around them, a few generals began to prepare a makeshift war table outside of what was presumed to be Aika's 'house'. One general from this group was summoned to speak with her briefly, and after the conversation was done, he went in search for Rowlin with a rather confused look in his eyes. Grayson and all the others are not going to be pleased once word gets around about this.(I'm running with the idea that Grayson and others just have a general dislike for Rowlin, hope that's alright ^^ Auransky ) ( Auransky I had a post here for you, not sure if it works with the one you posted most recently ^^ )
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Post by Auransky on Dec 18, 2016 23:48:31 GMT -5
featherleg ((Oh I'm supposed to make my way there? :3 LOL Okay)) ((I only replied with a new post thinking we would have something in the middle to transition. I'll just have my character head there then. )) Jakup paused for a moment now pondering everything. "Right-Rowlin... I almost forgot." He quickly rushed around his friend to lean slightly forward, "We really do need to go back though, someones looking for ya..A-actually er... several individuals are looking for yer self." Rowlin blinked, "What?" He tilted his head to side. "S-Someones looking for me?" He shook his head now in disbelief. "Toying with me, come on now; it is not the time to do such a thing." "But really-" Jakup frowned. "You are being summoned." He waved inidcating his friend follows. "A-Alright.." Rowlin raised a brow following despite the odd change in subject. It struck him as odd, not something he was used too nor too sure. It was when they reached the area that marked Aika's quarters wwhich struck him as odd. "A-Alright-" He was shoved up forwards. "W-Wait, what?" "Good luck.." His friend waved then rushed off. "W-Wait wha-" He paused watching his friend zoom off rather quickly. Now once alone he sighed looking down at his freet then up ahead. Was he in trouble? Did he commit a mistake, a crime? What and why was he here? With not many other options he inhaled deeply then made his way for the entrance. Once there he briefly hesitated before walking in. "G-Greetings.." He softly stated. "I have been summoned, yes?" ...
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Post by featherleg on Dec 21, 2016 21:47:48 GMT -5
(Oh geez sorry about that! v.v ) Aika and the four generals that surrounded the war table raised their heads towards Rowlin as he approached. "Greetings Sir Willow. Thank you for meeting with us on such short notice." Aika said as she lightly bowed towards him while the four generals seemed rather confused on the current situation. "Princess, I don't mean to doubt your judgement, but are you sure you want Willow here to be your personal strategist? This seems like an impulse decision on your part." There was a long standing silence as the general that had spoken and the other three waited for her reply. "I understand your concern General Tillis. However, I've done my own research and from what I have gathered, it seems Sir Willow here as a knack for advising." To a certain degree, I hope."Would you do me the honor of accepting this position Sir Willow? I would allow your friend--I believe his name is Jakup correct?--to accompany you with whatever tasks are bestowed upon you." While the tone of her voice seemed warm and welcoming, there was something off about her proposal. Auransky
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Post by Misty on Dec 21, 2016 21:51:08 GMT -5
(//sits on ceiling :3)
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