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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2012 20:58:50 GMT -5
Arya had put on a black dress for the funeral and returned to the center room when she heard voices out of the hallway. Glancing over at Darius, she indicated their front door. If she didn't know any better she'd of thought that the voice sounded like Lance's.
Running to open to the door she caught the end of what Lance was saying. Spotting both White and Lance, Arya picked up the scent of puke. She also noticed that they were wearing the same clothes as last night and she could of sworn she saw hay in White's hair.
"We opened it this morning because we made breakfast. Just where have you been? And why do you look so ragged?"
White glanced over at Lance and his face blushed. He didn't know what to say, but even more so he didn't know what Lance was going to say. He wanted it to come from him. "I sort of got us thrown in jail for the night."
Arya's face seemed to drop in slight shock. What did they mean they were thrown in jail. What did they do?
White said it. He left it to Lance to fill in the blanks.
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Post by Sprow on Aug 22, 2012 21:29:12 GMT -5
Darius had gone into the bedroom he occupied the night before. He didn't really have anything formal that he owned himself but it seemed they had figured that anyway. Why? Well, as Darius rummaged in what drawers were provided, he had found formal clothes black in color for the occasion. "Hm, that's kind of them." Taking out the clothes, Darius put them on and headed out into the main room of the suite. There, he found Arya. They seemed to move in a much more timely manner than Darius thought.
As they stood there, the sound of voices in the hallway was heard. Both glanced at each other for a moment. Had that been Lance's voice? Thinking the same thing, Arya had run over and opened the door. Sure enough, there was White and Lance. The pair of them looked as if they had gone through a lot in one night. White appeared it more so than Lance but even Lance looked tired and haggard in his own right.
Arya piped in, catching the last bit of what had been said about the room being open. Darius examined the two of them as Arya went on to ask where they had been and why they looked the way they did. It was White who answered first, looking sheepish. Lance, who had heard the questions, shut his eyes as he folded his arms, frowning a bit.
"Basically, White got drunk out of his mind and everything went downhill from there. Needless to say, on our way back, we had a bad encounter with the princess in which White tackled her into the fountain. We were lucky we were let off with a single night in the dungeons."
Darius couldn't help but blink at this. "So basically...we're in trouble with the royal family, aren't we? I guess that's what the servants were talking about?" Darius said, looking over at Arya then.
"Anyways, my apologies but we've not much time to get ready so if you want, we can explain further after we're ready." With that, Lance headed into his and White's suite, went into his bedroom and started getting ready.
"Lucky thing we stayed put, Arya."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2012 23:05:42 GMT -5
Arya followed along with the conversation shaking her head at times and glancing at White. He seemed ashamed to say the least, but things were not looking good. He had gotten them in trouble with the royal family. It was a good think Lance didn't bring up their punishment or the other things White had done. Arya might have slapped him if he had.
She nodded watching the two of them leave to get ready. Glancing over to Darius she smiled at his comment. "Lucky thing I didn't stay with White. I'd have beaten him if I was in Lance's position." Arya cared about White, but that was not to say he annoyed her sometimes. She viewed him as a friend, but not as much of one compared to Darius. That was half her reason for staying with him in the first place. She couldn't help but think about what might Mr. Thomas think about all this if he was here. He was getting farther and farther, she could tell. She returned to the room with Darius and waited for everyone else to get ready.
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White was only beginning to feel slightly better. He still had no will at all to eat, but he showered and that at least helped his headache some. He had messed up. Somehow he had to make it up to Lance and everyone else. But mostly Lance. White couldn't help but feel that he made a terrible impression. He was more then just a drunk.
Finishing bathing, White too was given a black suit in his wardrobe. He just had another pair of what he was wearing and nothing like the sort of small dimension Arya had brought. He did have some things in a storage in Twilight Town. But there hadn't been time to visit there.
Dressing, White went ahead and met Darius and Arya in their room. Now they were just waiting for Lance and then they'd head down to where the crowd was already gathering.
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Post by Sprow on Aug 23, 2012 0:05:49 GMT -5
Once Lance and White had left, Darius gave a nod at what Arya said. "Not sure what he did but yeah, surprised Lance has managed to keep himself calm after all of that. I'd probably be yelling at him right now." With Lance's and White's return, Darius followed Arya into the main room of the suite as they waited for the other two to get ready. He wasn't sure how much time had already passed.
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Putting on the formal clothes he had been given, Lance took a glance around the room. He had left behind the small bag of things he had. For a moment, he had thought it had been lost thanks to the thoughtlessness of Arya and Darius leaving the main suite door open for all to enter. That's what had been causing his delay as he looked, almost in a panic, around his room.
When he found it, a huge surge of relief filled him. Granted, not everything was a must to keep but the idea of losing the poem book that was all the memento he had of his mother worried him. He had resented his father but he was curious about both of his parents having never met either of them. At least, not in a sense where he could remember them by face or voice. It was close to have never actually met them. Rummaging through the bag, he located the small black book and gave a sigh of relief. He hadn't lost it.
Just in case though, he took it and placed it in his pocket with him for now. He would carry it from now on to ensure it was still there. By the time he headed back out, White, Darius and Arya were already waiting for him. "...Sorry, didn't mean to keep you waiting. Shall we head out now?" he said.
Darius gave a nod. "Yeah, let's head out! Uh...but where do we go?" he inquired. Lance recalled what Sir Tyron had said to them.
"Sir Tyron said that the funeral would be held outside the castle gates. In order to get there, since the main hall passages will be locked, we are to take the servant exits out of the castle into the courtyard." Darius gave a nod again and they headed out.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2012 21:02:35 GMT -5
As Sir Tyron had said, it wasn't hard to find one of the servant doors. White along with everyone else continued to follow the hallways, going west until they finally reached one. They were not the only ones leaving the castle, some last minute servants of the castle had just gotten ready and were heading there now. White followed a group of three woman as they made their way through the side grounds of the castle.
Once they came to the large square though they were stopped. Not by a single person, but by thousands of people who were crowded around the square for the ceremony. It seemed that almost everyone from the city surrounding the castle was here. They all wanted to pay their respects to the Princess.
White felt bad. If they hadn't been late perhaps they could have gotten here sooner. He glanced over to Arya. She seemed busy trying to see over the tall people over her. Feeling bad, White went behind her, squatted down, and poked his head between her legs. Arya let out a yelp as White made her sit on his shoulders and he stood up.
"I figured this way you could see." He said, but in response from Arya all got was a boy on the head. "Ow! What was that for?"
Arya's face was completely red, but White couldn't tell. "You don't just poke your head between a lady's legs!"
White just lifted an eyebrow. "You're not a lady." That gave him another bop on the head. "Ok ok already. But you can see now right?" Arya crossed her arms and placed them on top of his head.
"That doesn't make what you did any better!" She responded. White was going to respond when a loud roar erupted from the crowd. Shutting up, White spotted the King, Princess Leliana, and the Queen dressed in dark clothes coming down the front steps of the palace. Followed behind them were four centaurs, all carrying the end of a wooden pole that held a glass casket. Inside the casket was Lady Silvia.
Her eyes were shut, and her hair was done in an extravagant fashion. There was just a hint of make up, and her expression had been placed in a slight smile of greeting. She was in a pink dress and her fingers were intertwined and rested on her chest. She looked great, even if she was dead.
White just then noticed the line of centaur soldiers, all donned in the same armor that the guards at the front gate wore, standing in front of the crowd facing the royal family. As one the centaurs placed their hands over their hearts and bowed. There were no cheers as the four centaurs placed the casket on top a small table that had been erected for this occasion. Instead all was silent as they waited for someone in the royal family to speak.
The king held up his hand in greeting and stepped forward. The funeral was about to begin.
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Post by Sprow on Aug 23, 2012 21:23:26 GMT -5
The journey out of the castle hadn't been a difficult one. Like Sir Tyron had said, it wasn't hard to find the servant doors leading out. For the most part, they walked in silence, heading west, eventually coming up behind three servant women. All of them eventually made it to the outside. As they had gotten there, Darius and Lance looked around. A good number of people were already here. Had they been late? Somehow, he didn't think so.
As they made their way toward the gathering, Arya tried to get a look at what was going on. Since she was tinier than the boys, she wasn't able to see over the sea of heads before them. Darius and Lance exchanged looks before White decided to do something about Arya's inability to see over the heads. As what White was usually custom to do, he did not think through what he was about to do.
Lance and Darius watched in amazement at his forwardness as he simply poked his head through Arya's legs and lifted her up so that she was sitting on his shoulders. Both of them could see the very red coloring on her face then as White spoke to her. As they thought she would, Arya bopped White over the head for his antics. Darius fought a difficult fit of laughter that threatened to escape him should he dare to open his mouth. Lance, on the other hand, just gave a sigh and a slow shake of his head at them. No doubt, this was a prelude to the many arguments these two were going to have.
There was a roar over the crowd that directed everyone's immediate attention. Turning his head to look over, Darius saw the royals followed by centaurs carrying a glass casket. In the casket was Lady Silvia. Despite the fact she was dead, she looked rather beautiful. Whomever had prepared her for her final resting, they had done a magnificent job. It looked as if she were only sleeping.
As the king took his place before everyone with a raised hand after Silvia's casket was set down, it was signaled that the funeral was to begin. 'It's sad that she's gone...at least we brought back her body to her parents and family.' Darius and Lance both watched in silence.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2012 23:42:24 GMT -5
The king glanced at the people. White had never met the king before yesterday, but the people here were used to the king's kind demeanor and joyous attitude. There was an obvious sorrow on his face that brought tears to many eye's in the crowd.
White watched the king look right and left and then he began. "The hardest thing for a father to do, is to lay down his own child for their final slumber." The king paused. Those nearest the king would later say that at this time his royal majesty paused because he was fighting back tears. From where White was standing he could not tell.
"But today, I must do that. Princess Silvia was a gem. We all mourn her loss together as a kingdom and as a family." Another pause as the people near the front would claim that the king teared and his lips quivered. Taking a deep breath he continued, "As is tradition we shall lay a rose on her casket." The crowd watched as the king, then the queen, and then the princess, all laid a red, a white, and a black rose on top of the casket.
Having done this, the king gathered his family and hugged them. White watched the sad scene as he figured that there must be many tears being shed at this moment. White found tears of his own trickling down his eyes.
Through all of this the majority of people failed to observe that Master Jasper actually arrived from the front gates and walked over to the king. Some would later claim that he simply appeared there. Stepping forward, Master Jasper laid a yellow rose on the casket as well. Then stretching out his hand, a keyblade appeared. From where White was standing he could make out a mix of light blues and grays giving the keyblade a sort of cloud like appearance shaped like a key.
Lowering the weapon, the old man touched it lightly on the casket. In response a shower of sparks rained over it. The result of those sparks gave sealed the casket in a protective golden layer. It was no longer see through.
The king, who had pulled away from his family had walked over to Master Jasper and laid his hand on the old man's shoulder in thanks. Master Jasper spoke, and when he did like the king, his voice was loud enough that everyone could hear. "As is tradition Princess Silvia shall stay here for four days under guard. All are welcome to come and pay their respects. Then on the fourth day the Princess will join the other royal family in the crypts of the castle."
And with that the king, Master Jasper, and the line of centaurs returned to the castle. All that was left were the four centaurs who had brought Lady Silvia out. One by one the crowd began to move as people walked over to the casket to lay their hand on it in respect. White glanced over to Darius and gave him a nod. He wanted to pay his respects too.
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Post by Sprow on Aug 24, 2012 23:04:55 GMT -5
Darius and Lance didn't even move or say nothing as they listened to what the king was saying. They couldn't see how he felt but no doubt, they knew. They were young but even they could sense how it must feel to lose a child. No parent should have to bury a child. It should be the other way around. Unfortunately, life was like this sometimes. It was just a hard, ugly fact of life.
The two listened as the king said that they would lay a rose on the princess's casket as was their tradition. In silence, everyone watched as each royal family member placed a rose on Silvia's casket of different colors. One was red, one was white and the other black. After they had done this, the royal family embraced each other at that moment. No doubt, in tears. It was a very emotional moment for them all. Lance and Darius also felt their hearts wrench. If only things could have been different. Lady Silvia would have still been alive if it weren't for that Keyblader Assassination Committee.
Tears had come to their eyes then. Everyone in the area had to be in tears. It was a very sad day for them all. Then, Master Jasper arrived on the scene. Lance watched as the old man set a yellow rose upon her casket. Once he had done this, he pulled out his weapon and covered the princess's casket in a golden layer of something to protect it. Once he had finished, the king had placed a thankful hand upon the old man's shoulder. Lance considered himself and White very lucky that the two were such good friends by the look of things.
The king did not seem able to speak at this moment. It was then that Master Jasper took the moment to speak before them. As was tradition, Lady Silvia would rest out here for four days so that everyone could pay their respects before she would be buried. With that,he and the royal family along with most of the centaurs headed back into the castle. The four centaurs that had brought Lady Silvia here remained to watch over her.
It was then that Darius glanced over at White. Seeing the nod he was giving him, Darius understood what he was implying. All of them would want to pay their respects. Returning the nod, Darius followed White over to the casket. They had to wait in line for a moment. Lance made sure that Arya was safe by staying with her. "Shall we, Arya?" he inquired. Lance wanted to pay his respects before they would visit the royal family as the king had asked of them.
"I'm sorry for what has happened, Lady Silvia. I am grateful that we have met but sorry that it had to end this way. May you rest in peace." Darius had spoken these words once they made it through the line, having placed his hand on the casket before blessing it in the fashion his world did and waited for the other to finish paying their respects.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 25, 2012 0:27:30 GMT -5
White was the last of their group to pay his respects. He stood a moment in front of Lady Silvia's casket. He remembered when she had rushed to their rescue at Destiny Islands. White had not seen her death, so he did not know just how it happened. But he honed in on the memory of Lady Silvia in Destiny Island.
She was nice to him, and he was sure that she would surely be missed. "I'm sorry I didn't get to know you more. I wish I had."[/i] He thought. Placing his hand on the casket he nodded to Darius. He had been the first to pay his respects. White followed the people, leaving Lady Silvia for others to pay their respect.
Some went out of the castle gates, while they headed back over to the servants entrance. They walked in mostly silence. There was a sort of gloom that had settled on everyone. Once through the servant's entrance, White spoke up. "We have to go meet the king." White might have been drunk, but he remembered that the king had wanted to see them.
Following the hallways, they came upon the main hallway soon enough. From there they came to the royal chambers. White felt slightly awkward standing before the large doors once more. Also the fact that the centaurs who were stationed here were the same as last night didn't help.
"Go on in. His majesty is expecting you." The centaur said. Nodding, White stepped forward and pushed the large doors open. They found the king waiting for them. Next to him was the same man that had fetched him the night before. White didn't remember the man exactly, but he thought he looked familiar.
The king looked, well he looked tired. He had a sort of hardness to him that White had not noticed before. Perhaps this was because of their arrival or because of the funeral. Either way he did give them a small smile when they arrived. "Welcome everyone. It is good to see you two again." The king's words were aimed at White and Lance.
Blushing, White had to look away. "As you can notice this has been a busy day for me. So let us just cut to the chase. Master Jasper has told me a little of what you have told him. However I would like any details you have about this "organization" that killed my daughter."
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Post by Sprow on Aug 25, 2012 0:58:38 GMT -5
Darius watched in silence as each of their group paid their respects. Somehow, out of them, he had been the first. While everyone was filing up to the princess, Darius thought back on how they had found her. It had been a sad thing to see. He hadn't witnessed it but finding her with a gun hole in her forehead wasn't pleasant. No doubt, it had been worse on Lance and Sir Joffery having actually seen the assassination. It made Darius's stomach churn just thinking about how easily Lady Silvia's life had been snuffed out. That organization had to be stopped. How could Ivory be a part of them and not be bothered by what she was doing?
As Darius stood there, he wondered just how many other keybladers would have to die before the organization was stopped. No doubt, this would not be an easy task. Darius just hoped when it came time to confront them that they would be well prepared. At their current state, however, they couldn't hope to do much of anything without training. White was trained but even he still had a long way to go. As for Darius, he was pretty much winging it all the time. He had no idea that if he were to fight his sister that she would be able to apprehend him easily. Ivory, unlike Darius, had obtained rigorous training since their meeting and after. Darius would have a ways to go before hoping to even contend with her now and he didn't even know it.
By the time everyone was done, they headed back for the castle. All of them were walking in silence. Everyone, no doubt, felt the gloom in the air. The loss of Lady Silvia had been a deep wound here in this world. As they went, Darius only looked up when White spoke. They were to apparently meet with the king. "Alright." With that, they made their way to the royal chambers. Lance, much like White, felt awkward coming here again. Last night had not been a pleasant first impression. No doubt, they were thought as hoodlums here. At least, that's what had been thought.
The centaurs from the night before were there as well. None of them seemed to show what they were thinking when they spotted their group. Instead, they simply allowed them entry, the king they claimed had been waiting for them. As they stepped inside, Lance noticed Sir Michal from the night before standing next to the king. The expression on the king's face was a mixture of exhaustion and a sense of hardness. As they all came to a stop before them, he greeted them.
"Thank you, your majesty. It's a pleasure to meet you." Darius wasn't sure what to think as the king had greeted White and Lance.
"Hello again, your highness." Lance was polite as he had been the night before. As far as he was concerned, the night before was done and over with. He wasn't about to go doing anything like that again. If White got drunk again, he'd probably resort to knocking him out and dragging him back to where ever before he got them into that much trouble again. He really didn't want a repeat of that incident, that was for sure.
After the greetings, the king jumped right into the point as to why he had wanted them there. He wished to learn more about the organization that had killed his daughter. It was his right to know seeing as they had murdered his child. Lance looked over at White, Arya and Darius. They would know more about that subject than he did. He, however, had witnessed Lady Silvia's demise.
"We don't know much about them. What we do know is that their targets are keybladers. They're an assassination group that we've been trying to find. They seem to be appearing everywhere we go. They also appear to use guns as their main weapon type. We've only met four, White has met a fifth. We're not sure how many there are of them altogether just yet. White and I were almost killed by one of them in which your daughter and Sir Joffery had aided us in running him off but...he was so much higher in skill that he could have likely killed us if he wanted to." Darius looked between White and Lance then. Either of them was free to speak now about their own experiences.
Lance waited for whomever wanted to go before him to go before he'd bring up the description of the one he had seen. "The one that...killed your daughter was an older looking woman. She was probably in her thirties, maybe forties. Her weapon was a rifle and she had been perched upon a rooftop. None of us had seen her until it was too late. She escaped before any of us could do anything."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 25, 2012 2:29:46 GMT -5
The king seemed troubled by Darius's words. "This is a world where guns do not exist. I have heard of such weapons however. I thought them it merely exaggerations on how dangerous they are. This is troublesome indeed. And what are you doing about it?"
White pipped in. "Master Jasper had suggested we seek out the other keyblade masters. Were going to warn them of the danger, if they do not already know. Also we are going to train. Darius is right. I feel none of us are strong enough to battle such weapons or opponents."
Stroking his chin, the king seemed to be in thought. "I would send my entire army with you, but the fact is they are too large to defend their entire bodies against such weapons. However I must aid you somehow. I cannot sit by knowing that I am doing nothing to kill those responsible for what they have done to my Silvia."
White understood where the king was coming form, but he didn't want him to think that he had to help them. "Your majesty we would accept any help, but you don't have too. Just letting us stay here for the time being has helped us enough."
His royal majesty shook his head. "Nonsense. They killed my daughter. I want to help..." The king returned to stroking his chin before his eyes widened. He turned to the man at his side. "Fetch Princess Leliana."
The man next to him bowed before turning and heading out. White suddenly felt a lump in his throat. Just why was he fetching his daughter? No doubt she wanted nothing to do with him. White glanced at Lance. He couldn't shake the feeling that the king had just made a terrible decision.
It wasn't long before Princess Leliana returned. She no longer wore the black dress she had on at the funeral, but instead wore a gown of purple with a small tiara on her head. Her eyes landed immediately on White and she gave him a very dirty look. White looked down and away.
"You called father?" She said, reaching her father's side.
The king nodded. "Yes dear. May I present my daughter and heir, Princess Leliana. " Arya curtsied and White felt someone kick the back of his heel. He got the hint and bowed as well.
"Princess Leliana these are the people who are going to obtain vengeance for your sister. I was just saying how we cannot stand by doing nothing."
Princess Leliana glanced at all of them, clearly unimpressed. However she did give them a smile and coaxed her expression. "I agree father. Be welcome in our home then lords and ladies. My father is right of course. So how many soldiers are you sending with them father?"
White wasn't paying attention, but if anyone else was they would see that a smile had crept up on the kings face. "None. You will be going with them darling."
Both Princess Leliana and White's head shot up to stare at the king. In unison they both exclaimed, "What?!"
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Post by Sprow on Aug 25, 2012 3:11:37 GMT -5
Darius watched as the king's face faltered. Hearing about guns had troubled him. In this world, they didn't exist and he had thought the dangers they presented only exaggeration. No doubt, it was very troubling news to hear that this wasn't the case and that what had said had been true about guns. Only then did he ask them what they were going to do about the committee. It was at this time that White finally spoke up.
Darius turned his head to look over at White as he spoke. They were going to be heading out to find the other keyblade masters and warn them of the organization. Giving a nod at this, Darius turned his gaze back onto the king as White stated that they had to train. Looking thoughtful, the king began to stroke his chin. The group fell in silence as the king spoke.
He would have his army go with them but they were too large to protect their bodies appropriately from harm. They would be just easy targets for the enemy and that was no way to send an army. That would be destroying what trust and faith they had in the king if he sent them out for nothing but decoys and slaughter. Centaurs were tough, of course, but they'd be no match for guns. Sir Joffery had almost died because of bullet wounds. Never the less, the king still wished to help them.
Lance looked over at White as he politely told the king where his help would be appreciated that he didn't have to. Lance's thoughts consisted of agreeing with White but also pointing out White should be the one to say this considering he had inappropriately touched the king's elder daughter. Luckily for White, Lance hadn't voiced this at all. Regardless of what White had said, the king still wanted to help them for what the enemy did to Silvia. As if coming to a sudden decision, he turned to the man beside him and ordered him to fetch the princess. It was at this moment that both Lance and White exchanged glances. Lance's was a bit disgruntled with a mixture of uncertainty. It was bad enough with Arya and White bantering. Darius, picking up on the tension between them, only began to wonder just how bad things would go from here.
As the princess arrived, she was no longer adorned in her black funeral attire. As she entered the room, she gave the most dangerous look imaginable to White who was quick to avert his gaze in shame. Lance just acted normal, keeping his gaze shifting politely between the two royals. After giving that fierce look in White's direction, Princess Leliana focused on her father as she came to his side.
The king introduced them to her. Lance gave a polite bow in response but was careful to not direct attention to himself in case she hated him too. It was best to not provoke her. Darius,having had nothing to do with what happened the night before, also gave a bow. "Nice to meet you." White,whom seemed to have forgotten his manners, received a sharp kick to the back of his heel from Arya. It was then that White took the moment to bow as well in respect.
As they stood there, Darius heard the king inform the princess that they were going to avenge her sister. The look she gave them, it was clear that she wasn't all that impressed. Honestly, Darius and Lance didn't expect her to be. They were an odd group, after all and were quite young. The oldest of their group was Mr. Thomas and with him not present, they really looked almost too young to be setting out on such a journey. Still,neither of them wavered as the princess merely smiled and then spoke, agreeing with her father. Only then did she say they were quite welcome here before asking her father how many soldiers he was going to send out with them.
Lance and Darius both could see a smirk appear on the king's face. Darius became confused while Lance's heart felt like it just skipped a beat when he answered her. Instead of soldiers, he was sending his daughter with them! Darius looked politely surprised while Lance looked absolutely shocked. Why was he sending his daughter instead? Wasn't he afraid his final heir could possibly die while traveling with them? Also, why with them when she clearly disliked them? Well, more so White than all of them but that was beside the point.
Surprised, Princess Leliana and White couldn't help but speak in unison to what the king had said. "A-Are you...sure you want to do this, your majesty?" Darius inquired, not really thinking about manners at that point since he was rather surprised that the king offered someone such as his own sole daughter to help. "Er-Not that I don't trust your judgment or Princess Leliana's capabilities!" he said to follow it up, hopefully smoothing over his lapse in tact.
Lance was already mentally sighing to himself in exasperation. If Arya and White bantering wasn't bad enough, Leliana trying to kill White may just be far worse. Combine White getting both women angry and good lord that was going to be quite a tizzy! Lance could only wonder why they had such luck.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 25, 2012 12:05:35 GMT -5
Princess Leliana looked about as shocked as Lance was. The king heard what Darius said, but there wasn't time for him to respond. Princess Leliana's shock had turned to anger. "How can you send your only remaining daughter with a bunch of idiots?! I'm your daughter! How can you send me away? I could die. Mother will not go for this. These guys are just a bunch of..."
Not given the chance to finish, the king interrupted her. "Silence!" He shouted. That shut his daughter up. White just stared at the king and princess. This was the worst thing that could happen to him. He had thought he wouldn't have to see the princess again. It looks like that was far from happening.
Sighing the king turned to Darius. "Despite what my daughter might think, yes young man I am. There are things my daughter needs to learn before she takes my throne, and this is the perfect opportunity for them. I have faith in you and in her. I do not think you will fail. Of course I cannot demand that you take my daughter with you, but I ask that you do."
If White had any say in this he would have said no. Even now he wanted to say no. But he kept silent. He would leave this to Darius. Arya looked to Darius too, seeming to indicate that it was his decision to make. However before anyone could say anything there came a knock on the doors behind them.
The king looking concerned rose. "Enter." The doors behind them open to reveal Sir Tyron trotting in. Behind him were two centaurs who held a girl between them. At sixteen years of age with long red hair and dyed red eyes, she was dressed in a white suit coat, a black shirt and pants, and a white top hat. White recognized the girl immediately. It was the girl from the Keyblade Assassination Committee.
Sir Tyron stepped in front of the king moving out of the way for the two centaurs to throw the girl to the floor. "We found this girl trying to enter the castle. I wouldn't have disturbed your meeting if I hadn't had found this on her. Sir Tyron handed the king a black pistol and a card that read "Keyblade Assassination Committee" on one side and the roman numeral for VII on the other.
The king's eyes widened. He turned to Darius and White. "Is this one of them?! Is this girl part of the organization that killed my daughter?"
Tears, who had been mostly silent through all of this was fighting back the regular voices inside her head. They wanted her to run, to kill them all, to hide, to attack. However she had come here for a purpose. "You all need to listen to me. I can't stay, but there coming! Tonight!" She looked back at White and Darius. "You guys need to leave now! You won't be able to stop them! There coming in hours."
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Post by Sprow on Aug 25, 2012 18:55:00 GMT -5
Lance didn't want Princess Leliana on the journey either. Where her hatred for White was surely a problem, it was unclear how she would do on the trip with the lot of them. She gave the impression that she was all high and mighty and thought little of others. Sure enough, in her fit of anger, she resorted to calling them all idiots. Lance frowned over at her. Clearly, he knew Lady Silvia had been the more polite in manner out of the siblings. Unappreciative of the name calling, Lance glanced over at Darius and White with a raised eyebrow. If anyone saw his gaze, they'd understand that he didn't like the idea of the princess coming along after her saying something like that. She would be a problem if she was unwilling to cooperate. The last thing they needed was trouble when they already had it on all sides time and again.
Darius flinched as the king had to shout for silence. He hadn't intended to anger the king but the daughter's protests had been far enough. Finally, the king spoke to Darius again saying that he was certain that he wanted to send Leliana off with them. She had much to learn before taking the throne from him and he saw this as the perfect opportunity for her to do so. Mentally, Darius was grumbling. The thought of risking his neck for a princess didn't bode well with him. Then again, she could be capable but it was difficult to tell with the uppity way she acted. Not to mention how rude she got just because her father was sending her away with them. Idiots? Darius could think of someone here who seemed more like the idiot with all the name calling she was doing but he refrained from telling her this.
There was a silence after the king said what he had to say on the matter. It seemed like White was refusing to answer. Glancing over at White uncertainly, he could see that he wasn't meeting anyone's gaze and just held his silence. No doubt, Darius could already guess what White was thinking before he looked over at the others. Arya simply looked back at him as if urging him to answer for the rest of them. Looking over at Lance, he could see the unhappy look on his face as well. White and Lance clearly didn't want her to come along. As for Arya, she didn't seem to mind whether or not the princess came along.
Sighing to himself, Darius thought on it for the moment. Before he could come to a decision and speak his mind though, they were interrupted. Turning towards the source of the commotion, the doors. Concerned, the king ordered whoever it was to enter. In came the centaurs from before with Sir Tyron leading them. Between the centaurs behind him was a familiar looking girl. It was the girl that had been tipping them off from time to time about things. Seeing her, Darius could only wonder what she was here for now. Was she here to tell them something else?
As Sir Tyron spoke, presenting the information to the king, it was confirmed the girl was from the committee. The king then asked if she was a part of it. "Yes, she is, your majesty but she has been helping our group. She has been tipping us off where to find people and of events to come." No sooner had Darius answered the king's question when the girl finally spoke up.
Once again, she was here for an urgent purpose. She announced that they were coming here tonight. No doubt, she meant her people. No sooner had she blurted this out when she looked over at Darius and White saying that they had to leave and that they wouldn't be able to stop them. They would be coming within hours! Darius couldn't help but feel a nasty chill go down his spine. Lance, whom had been listening to all this, folded his arms. "What should we do, you two?" he inquired.
Darius wasn't sure what to do. The idea of leaving here knowing the enemies had guns bothered him. Who would take care of the royal family? What of Master Jasper and Sir Joffery? Darius looked over at White. "What do you think? Should we listen or stay? I know we're not strong enough yet to handle the organization ourselves...I guess we could take Princess Leliana along with us for her safety in return for the king's kindness in letting us stay."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 26, 2012 0:25:21 GMT -5
Tears did not feel safe. She really needed to get out of here. It wasn't the people around her who scared her, rather the people who might be watching. At any moment Fang could be surveying her whereabouts given her card. She had been so stupid to bring it with her. "Idiot! Foolish! Better we run now!"[/color] The voices mocked her.
She couldn't leave her card here. She would have to take it back. In the back she heard White mention something in response to Darius. "We can't just leave them. I understand we might not be strong enough, but we can't just leave when trouble comes knocking on the door."
The king still looked pretty angry to Tears. Though now he seemed a bit hesitant. "So you are a spy then?" The question was aimed at her.
Tears wanted to answer but it took her a moment because the voices were screaming at her at once. "It's more complicated then that. But I did not come here for you. I came here to warn them. You need to let me go. I need to get back. I should have already gotten back."
The king glanced over Tears and back to White and Darius and their bunch. "We do not have much time. But I would like to ask you your help in whatever is to come. Then after this is all over you can give me your answer to whether or not you will take my daughter with you. However I am going to have her accompany you while you are here."
Glancing back down to Tears he nodded to the centaurs at her side. They stepped a bit away giving her room to stand. Standing she glanced up at the king. "Do you have anything you need to ask? If you vouch for this girl then I will release her."
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Post by Sprow on Aug 26, 2012 1:23:39 GMT -5
Darius gave an understanding nod. He didn't really wish to leave either unless they knew for sure that they couldn't handle what was thrown at them. Still, he worried about who was coming. Were all of them or just some of them? "Alright, I don't want to leave either knowing trouble is headed this way but if things get too dangerous..." he shook his head. He remembered the fight with Smiles. If that guy hadn't made that promise to Ivory, he could've easily killed them without much effort on his part. Hopefully, he wasn't the one headed this way. Just how many of them were coming though?
Turning back to the girl, Darius heard the king ask her if she was a spy. The girl just took a moment before answering him. She had to leave and had come to warn them. If she didn't get back soon, there was no doubt her little warning wouldn't go unnoticed by her comrades and they might eliminate her. After her words, the king looked her over before looking over at them.
Hearing the king's words, Darius gave a nod. "We'll help to the best of our abilities, your majesty. I just hope it'll be enough." He gave a nod when the king said that he'd have his daughter accompany them during the time they were here. Turning back to Tears, Darius watched as the king gave a nod to let the girl stand. As she did so, Darius heard the king's words. Had they anymore questions? "Can you give us some idea of how many is coming? All of you or some of you? And yes, your highness, we vouch for her since she has been of help to us." Granted, Darius never understood why she helped them but help was appreciated. Who knows? Maybe she could be of some more use later down the road? It was best to keep an ally while one could. After all, they needed as many as they could get. It was especially good to have a bit of an informant from the enemy's midst.
Tears could escape now if she wanted to. At least she had warned them of what was coming. Lance remained silent, folding his arms and thinking. How were they going to handle whatever was coming their way?
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Post by Deleted on Aug 26, 2012 19:42:31 GMT -5
Tears glanced back at White and Darius when Darius asked her a question. "Your sister and her teacher. Also one of the fissures. I'm not to sure which." That was all she knew and all she was told. She had her suspicions on who the fissure might be, but either way things didn't look good. Especially if he was sending her.
He had made it clear that they had to leave. Well she had given the message. Now she needed to leave. "Can I please have my items back?" She asked the king. Handing it to Sir Tyron he took it and gave it back to her.
White glanced over to Tears. "Where is your base? Just how many are there of you?" White didn't know how many questions they had time to answer, but now that they had one of the members here White wanted to get as much info as he could.
Tears glanced over to White. "I can't tell you that.... But there are eight assassins. However I do not know how many fissures there are. I can't really say much more. I need to leave."
White didn't want her to go yet. He needed answers! "Who killed my master? Why are you killing people?" Tears had summoned a portal of darkness in front of her.
She seemed a bit hesitant. Almost as if she wanted to say something but couldn't. "Become stronger... Look to the Graveyard. It will answer your questions." Then she stepped through the corridor of darkness and was gone, the portal closing behind her.
White watched her go with a sigh. Once again he had more questions and no answers. The king though looked to Sir Tyron. "Prepare for an invasion of the castle. I want you to recall half of the guards on the street and double the rounds. I don't know who their after but I'm sure they will be coming to the castle."
Sir Tyron slammed his fist to his heart and retreated with the other two soldiers. "What are you guys going to do?"
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Post by Sprow on Aug 26, 2012 20:02:35 GMT -5
(OOC: Gotta go to bed early so this is the only reply I can spare tonight.) Darius felt as though his heart just stopped. His sister was coming? On top of it, Smiles was coming? If anyone had been watching Darius, they would've seen a noticeable drop in the coloring of his face. Another fissure was coming along with them. Had one of those things taken over Ivory? Maybe that was why she was so different? Then again, she recognized him so it would be impossible to tell whether the creatures could recall what their hosts did or not. Still, he felt it was really Ivory. Who could they possibly be after though?
It had been White to ask Tears questions next. Darius couldn't find his voice at the time right now. The thought of his sister coming here, no doubt, meant trouble. Not in the sense of what she was going to do but more so in the sense of how he was going to stop her. She could get killed! Then again, this was where he was torn. Should he really care at this point whether or no she got killed? She was murdering people, after all. Was she too far gone at this point? His mind just swam into a sea of so many questions right now that he just didn't know which way to turn.
He barely registered what White was asking of the girl as his mind became troubled. She had been handed back her belongings and had said that there were eight assassins. Then, something about a graveyard and getting stronger. After that, she was gone. The king issues his men to start doubling the guard around the castle. Darius wasn't sure what to think of this situation. If there were just three coming, one being his sister, they couldn't be too powerful could they? Yet, with Tears warning them, surely there had to be something really wrong.
It wasn't until the king spoke to them when Darius was pulled out of his thoughts. What were they going to do? Darius wasn't sure. "We'll do what we can, your highness. I'm not sure where we should be stationed but...chances are, they're here for Master Jasper. Their targets are keybladers, after all. The fact we're all in the way though makes us just as much of a target so we need to be careful."
"I will also do what I can with the ancient armor my ancestor had given me and my seasoned skills as a warrior. I'm a Wilder, after all. I've been trained most of my life as a warrior." That and Lance wondered what kind of powers Rowen claimed to have awakened in him. No doubt, it could be useful if they turned up during this fight.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 27, 2012 0:31:53 GMT -5
White nodded. If they were coming for the same reason as before then it would definitely be after Master Jasper. The king seemed slightly troubled by this information. He was stroking his beard again. Princess Leliana, glanced at her father. "Master Jasper would never go down without a fight father."
The king nodded at this. However he admitted, "Yes. But Master Jasper is not as strong as he once was. There is no room to place guards stationed within the tower. The staircase is to small for a centaur." White had to agree with that. Not only that but it was open as well. It could be fairly simple to get thrown to the side of those stairs.
Princess Leliana walked over to them. "I will do whatever you wish. But I suggest that we station some of us on the bridge leading to the tower. And perhaps someone at the top of the staircase where there are walls surrounding them."
When the princess joined them, White glanced at her. He had to admit she was really pretty. Pretty enough to be a mermaid even. Not being able to hide a small smile, it caught the princess's eye. She gave him a scolding look and he quickly looked away.
"I'm... uh.... up for whatever." He explained.
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Post by Sprow on Aug 27, 2012 15:39:47 GMT -5
Darius and Lance turned as the princess spoke to her father. It was true that being a keyblade master that the old man wouldn't go down without a fight. However, like the king had said, Master Jasper wasn't as young as he used to be. He would be more vulnerable at the age he was at now. There wouldn't be any room to station centaurs to guard the old man. Still, Darius wondered if it would be necessary to hide the old man in just that tower. Was it some sort of special defense for Master Jasper?
It wasn't long before Princess Leliana had finally walked over to them. Apparently what was to come had been enough to convince her to go along with them for now. Darius and Lance listened to her propostion. It was a good idea but even still, was it really necessary to have Master Jasper hide there?
"Forgive me if this may be something obvious since we're not from this world, your highness, but must we hide Master Jasper there? Can we not move him to a more manageable location for us or is that tower of his a special defense for him because of his pocket dimension?" he inquired. Darius noticed the brief exchange between White and Leliana. No doubt, she was still ripped from the night before. Darius hoped he wasn't going to have to prevent any fledgings on Leliana's part trying to beat White time to time. It wouldn't benefit them any if they were to get into a fight.
"I can go to the bridge. If the bridge were to get cut off somehow, I can land safely. Are there any of you that can fly or glide in case someone should need to resort to such measures?" Lance inquired.
"I can fly. My armor allows me to if I should need to. If there are no objections, I and Lance could be the group to cut them off at the bridge...we can also catch anyone that plans on helping out on the bridge, of course."
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