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 Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 5:42 pm
Gev looked up at Mistral, daring her to deprive him of the dog, and just as the dog perked with the final words of permission granted, Gevaudan reacted just the same - expect with less ear perking.
With the dog fully surrendered to affection, Gevaudan dropped ALL guards, ALL acts, ALL defenses, and ALL shows of cockiness and aggression. Instead, he showered the nameless dog with pets, scratches, face nuzzles, and comment after comment from 'good form' to 'nice fur' to 'you don't need to listen to that horrible woman, you do what you want. Huh? Right."
This went on for a few minutes.
And a few minutes more.
It............actually wasn't stopping.
:I
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 6:02 pm
"Excellent. Maybe I can send you the coffee, too," Scholomance commented offhandedly as he looked at his ring. Small parcel delivery shouldn't be a problem, should it? Perhaps that was still a work in progress. Knightly Starbucks seemed like an important business establishment, though, that he could possibly run on the side. Hire a few knights that could make coffee, and then take orders via knight messages and send them back out to their recipients. Yes, perfect plan. He could charge out the a**, too - monopoly was a beautiful thing.
Attempting what he learned from Hvergelmir's demonstration, Scholomance spoke to his ring. "Call Mistral."
The interface opened up. A message concerning the connection establishment showed.
"Consider it done.
Yours til death do us part,
Scholomance."
Might as well play with the pun until it becomes less of a painful reminder. Mistral looked busy anyway, with the same knight as before now petting her dog. Interesting how the man only seemed to be here to shed insults and generally avoid all acknowledgement of the ring upgrade. Priorities, he supposed.
As much as he wanted to stand around and chat, Mistral had quite a lot of knights to attend to now. His leg also offered him considerable impetus to return home and lay down for the rest of the day, as the pain only mounted for every second he spent standing. Scholomance supposed that leaving Olympus should be about as easy as reaching the place, so he thought of the exact location from whence he came, and soon enough, he was gone.
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 6:05 pm
"As if Metallia is the be-all, end-all?" the Code inquired. "She is but a small piece of a very great evil. I am much larger than her. I could be, if I were whole again." The Code was quiet for a few seconds; its colors changed rather vividly before settling on a charcoal gray mist. "I am a part of everything. The same energy flows through us all. We are connected."
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 7:35 pm
The Space Cauldron SO NOPING AT YOU HARD RIGHT NOW! Tonberry Queen X Damage control. Um. Yeah. Damage control now.
Eye wide, he slowly stood up and placed himself between himself and the pooch, kneeling only to whisper "save yourself" to the dog before glaring at the Code.
"No. No-no. NO!. NO NO! I did NOT - I did not escape from Metalia to have its brother- sister - ...WHATEVER THE HELL YOU ARE be on the other side. Not something more powerful and something that WANTS to be with it."
That was even more terrifying. He could remember it still, standing in that darkened chamber, dragged there before the heavy doors shut behind him to just be there, choking on an absolute presence of Chaos. If this this, this CODE, said it was larger, stronger, that it was a piece of that, wanted to be that, connected to that, then what did that even mean?!
"HAWA!" He shouted out to the other knight, turning back to the code. " I KNEW something was messed up the moment I saw you. The moment you SPOKE." Random energies just standing in front of a whole fraction like ti was nothing was not normal, wasn't right, and it spoke too much of that force from his memories. The force that said it could strip him of all power, that could crush him with just the sheer enormity of it's presence.
And what of it's connection? What did that mean for all of them. He could feel his heart racing, and teh sudden presence of so much Order, of all the knights intermingling as if nothing was amise, made him even more nervous, more hysterical, with the walls closing in. The good HAPPY faces that followed the rules.
...the closing, massive doors....
Tanzanite's screams echoing out among the Traitor's Field as stone hands held him in place.
His breathing became short as he looked at the code, knowing that even if he summoned his weapon, that weapon was from it's power, was it now? He wanted it dead. He wanted it dead, but most of all, he wanted to know what it all meant. If The Code was Metallia, then what was Metallia? What did it want? Why did it stay here when it wanted whole?
What did it mean for them?
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 10:56 pm
The mist just continued to swirl about lazily; it had no emotions to pull into the conversation, and it reacted as if still having a calm, peaceful conversation. "Brother…Sister…No. You misunderstand. But how could you not? You see with Metallia's eyes still, don't you? You see in your black and white. One day you will understand, perhaps." It was quiet for a second. "Or perhaps not. There is not always a cure for ignorance. If you cannot bare to be in my presence, go home."
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 1:22 am
At Gevaudan's sudden outburst, Mendel pulled back, sinking low on his front legs and hackles rising. He let out a low growl - at Gevaudan. Apparently, calling Mistral a horrible woman and then yelling at metaphysical constructs was not a good way to earn his affection and keep it. "Woah, boy," exclaimed Mistral, leaning down and wrapping her hand around his collar. Whatever the code was, it was without a question that Gevaudan was overreacting to it. Chaos was a hell of a drug. "Gevaudan of Ganymede clearly didn't come here to claim technological innovation," she said to the Code, teeth gritted. "And he didn't come for the purposes of the knighthood. Please escort him from the premises." As far as she could tell, all he'd come here for was to distract her dog and try to insult her. Well, it had kind of worked. She was kind of pissed. And her dog was snarling.
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 5:33 am
At Gevaudan's commotion, Hawara turned, grimacing as the Knight lost his proverbial s**t at the Code. Oh Gevaudan...when were you going to start listening with your brain and not your fear? Though....could one really condemn him for the very real ptsd? But even Hawara, knowing that, thought he was over-reacting. He wasn't listening and putting words in the Code's.....mouth. It was...disgraceful. Hawara strutted over and.. Calmly smacked Gevaudan upside the head. Not hard enough to send him reeling, but more of a boxing of the ear. "Can you not hold your s**t together for five minutes instead of flying off the handle!?" Hawara roared, looking at Gevaudan hard. His voice then lowered, though was no less hard, "You're not listening. You're jumping to conclusions. You are projecting your fear on this thing and everyone here can see that." Fear was weakness. "To top it off, you're being an a*****e, Gevaudan."
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 7:13 am
He didn't like being talked down on from some high and mighty piece of paper and especially one that said it held a connection to a force he feared. Metallia had the power to tear them apart and was the highest order of the Negaverse, above Nealite and Charonite's memory of power, General King Zinkenite, and the Queen herself. Of course that would make him downright nervous at the idea he gave up years of his service to switch over to this side in hopes of something better only to see something he felt was all too similar.
The dog's snarling hurt, and it seemed his first meeting with the side he sacrificed for was over all too soon, and just as requested (shouted really), Hawa showed up. Yet instead of being on his side, he hit a hit upside the head and form talking down.
Glaring, he rubbed his burn-scarred ear and frowned at the one person he felt would be on his side. "I'm not being an a*****e." He grumbled back. "And who cares about the rest. You were in the Traitor's Field with me. Doesn't an amorphous mass of power ring any warning bells for you?" Wasn't he supposed to see the same thing he saw in all of this?
And because Mistral seemed fine with him, he looked back to Hawa. "Looks like I'm getting kicked out anyways."
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 11:06 am
"How about you take some time to learn a bit more before you go throwing around accusations and making yourself look like a dumbass? Congratulations, you're a joke now to all here to witness your little tantrum." Gevaudan was going to have just work cut out for him to gain these people's respect back, he was sure. Earlier the Code had said 'I observe the balance of everything. Light and dark. Order and Chaos.' The Code was neutrality. Either the explanation had been so simple that it had gone right over Gevaudan's head, or the Ganymede knight was deaf. There was one thing for sure in Hawara's mind though; it meant that no side was meant to win. Or lose. Because there was no light without dark. No order without Chaos. At least this side the request to come to Olympus had been just that - a request. Not an order where they were suddenly forcefully taken from whatever they were doing and forced down on bended knee to kneel before their summoner. They weren't being forced to do certain tasks under the risk of punishment, as the code wasn't demanding energy, or anything, for that matter. If that were a thing in this faction, he was pretty sure they would have been notified of that before now. This was nothing like the Negaverse. The Code was nothing like Metallia. The code didn't make him feel like his blood was ice and lungs filled with rocks, or like his life was of less significance than an ant.
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 12:11 pm
Silverah Thanks for the fun meeting.
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 12:23 pm
Hawara was right, and they both knew it. Now it was just letting Gevaudan stew in what just happened and realize it. So the Uranus knight just sighed and watched him go. Torin could leave a blanket on the couch and lock all the doors he wanted - Wyatt would spend his night figuring out a little more of this knight thing, and let Torin have his space.
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2015 12:37 pm
Gevaudan and Hawara had made their exit before there could be any further issues, and there clearly wasn't much more to be done -- so Hvergelmir retrieved her cloak from Mont Blanc with a kiss on the forehead, then said her farewells to the people she'd been sitting with and went to retrieve her shoes. That done, she focused her mind on being back at home . . . and after a moment, disappered. OTHER SEATING BUDDIES Hvergelmir says goodbye to all you lovelies, and is outtie~
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 6:00 am
Mildly disappointed that she did'nt have a chance to pet to pup, Nis nevertheless accepted the little upgrade doodad with a smile and lazy salute.
"My thanks. Now I just gotta find the ring that goes with it."
With another little nod, she moved off to the side and concentrated on home. Within moments, she was back in her bare bones living room. Powering down she gave a little sigh and went back to work unpacking.
Nis out
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 7:47 am
Alhambra tucked the small ring Mistral had given him safely away in his sash and nodded in thanks. Stepping away to allow other Knights to approach the squire and her dog, the baby Uranus page decided that the meeting was pretty much over. He'd actually picked up a lot of information just from the questions asked by others. Now he was ready to use some of that new knowledge. But that required finding his ring, and for that he'd have to travel to his wonder. How to get there? He climbed up to a fairly secluded spot of the coliseum and summoned his wind chime. The chimes sounded softly as if on a faint breeze as he held it out in front of him. Alhambra, he thought, concentrating, on Uranus. Then a phrase popped into his head, one he thought he'd heard before -- and maybe he had, while he was practicing powering up and down back in his apartment. Was that the key? "I pledge my life and loyalty to Uranus," he said aloud softly, eyes closed, "and to Alhambra. I humbly request your aid, so that in turn I may give you mine." In a swirl of red Martian dust he was gone.
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