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 Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 3:11 pm
"Faryn," he murmured softly, not wanting to increase the other's pain with loud noises. Sayael had followed much more slowly down the stairs and was leaning back against one of the walls, looking very much like a tense cat with twitching tail. "What's wrong? Are you alright?" the diplomat asked, concern evident in his gentle voice.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 8:43 pm
TableTopWatch Haar relaxed his grip on the stair railing, if he kept that up his gash would only resist healing. He didn't want to have to clean up any blood later, or for that matter ask anyone else, so...he just needed to relax. Letting out a heavy breath, the young man continued up towards the second floor.
"Yes, Alti is quite different, I suppose. He's a little sarcastic thing, but so is Ceris when you get to know 'im," Haar explained, glancing back with a bright smile, an unusually genuine one. "It's fine that you invited him," he murmured in response. Haar wouldn't mind getting to know the teen a bit better. He had, afterall, just met him the previous night. And even if he had been in close contact with the younger man, much closer than he would've permitted most people in a normal situation, he hadn't learned anything. (Not much anyway). In combat he had no problems getting up close to anyone, well almost anyone... in life however he didn't feel comfortable with most people. He surprised even himself that he'd allowed Alti to stay so long.
Ruehl felt compelled to return the smile, glad to receive a glimpse of it as Haar turned his head slightly to the side for a moment. So... though the prince's true incentive for the original question hadn't been fulfilled with an ideal response, Ruehl guessed he'd just have to wait longer. Alti seemed unusual-- and thus, an interesting reprieve from the daily monotony of life.
Though the prince knew Ceris as an friendly acquaintance from the mage living in the palace, he wasn't altogether aware of Haar's relationship to him. As the pair reached the second level and proceeded up to the third, the traffic of noblemen, palace guests, palace inhabitants, and employees of all varieties began to trickle down a little bit. Not wanting all conversataion to fade just yet, Ruehl inquired, "Is he a friend of yours? Ceris?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 8:51 pm
Triton allowed a few more minutes for the palace guest to admire the impressive library before patting Alti in a friendly manner on the back... perhaps a bit too hard. The man had a stature that a bodyguard might and didn't 'know his own strength' sometimes.
'Ah! I'm so glad you like it, Sir Alti. But, alas, all good things come to an end!" he chuckled and swerved the youth out of the room, an arm about his shoulders. "I think we have time for two more stops, though! How about that Armory? What do ya say? Lots of sharp and pointy objects!"
The tutor-turned-tour-guide didn't wait for confirmation before beginning the trek to the Armory down to the first floor.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 9:11 pm
Haar turned back for a moment, "Ceris?" Red eyes softened considerably, "Mnn, he's a good friend," he murmred before turning back around, looking for said mage. Although he didn't think he needed the magic user's services it gave him the excuse to check up on Peyton and question his purple haired friend about the blonde's condition.
It didn't take long for the commander to reach the training hall where his apprentice should have been. He soon noted Ceris frantically running about the room, Xel standing in the corner of the room looking rather bored with himself. What was going on, where was Peyton? Where was the knight he stationed here? "Ceris, where-?" Before he could continue, the mage looked up with a concerned look, attempting to distract the dark haired male as he took Haar's hand into his own.
"What did you do?" The older man asked, lavender eyes whisking across the tiny gashes along Haar's fingers. Haar shrugged, he would let Xel off the hook this time. "Don't worry, I just needed some guaze," he mumbled, watching with careful eyes as the mage nodded, eyes still holding a concerned look as he hurried off to bandage the officer's hand. Once he was done, Haar questioned Ceris again. "Where's Peyton?"
Both older men grimaced, "Uh, well..." The mage didn't seem to want to finish, so Xel looked up with a grin, "We lost the kid, Haar. Sorry about that. You can find another orphan somewhere around the capital, eh?" The young man stared at Xel with a look of obvious disbelief. They were just kidding around with him, right? A bit of mirth to jolt him from his usual ways, right? Right...
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 7:02 pm
SonataBlue Triton allowed a few more minutes for the palace guest to admire the impressive library before patting Alti in a friendly manner on the back... perhaps a bit too hard. The man had a stature that a bodyguard might and didn't 'know his own strength' sometimes.
'Ah! I'm so glad you like it, Sir Alti. But, alas, all good things come to an end!" he chuckled and swerved the youth out of the room, an arm about his shoulders. "I think we have time for two more stops, though! How about that Armory? What do ya say? Lots of sharp and pointy objects!"
The tutor-turned-tour-guide didn't wait for confirmation before beginning the trek to the Armory down to the first floor.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 6:05 pm
Dax gasped before pressing his open palm against his mouth to muffle any other sounds of surprise. Immediatly negative thoughts began to pile within his mind. He came up behind Sayael and looked over his shoulder, one hand coming up to grasp the boy's sleeve. It was as if he were trying to block similar things happening to himself by hiding behind the Darkness Prince.
"Sayael.." he whispered, as he watched Faryn and Jillian from the distance. "That's not the effects of being close to the Border, is it? Is it going to render us all unconcious? But.. How will we cross if everyone's unconcious?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 6:53 pm
Sayael shook his head and whispered back, "No... I've been right to the wall several times and this never happened to me... Faryn just has issues." He was obviously still not happy with the Death Prince, but he contained any displeasure he might have been feeling. Even he wasn't one to pick on someone who had just fainted.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 3:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:00 pm
[[Sorry for lack of activity, guys. Sona's been really just... kinda dead/ caught up in doctor appts./ trying to get ready for school...
I'll try to post tomorrow morning. Promise ^^.
Oh. And... I almost had to break out a magnifying glass, Mie. But that was a neat little breakdown for Jillian. (one of my friends has like... completely illegible papers she needs me to help proofread... so your handwriting's not too bad, lol <3]]
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:07 pm
((xD My hand writing is terrible. I originally wasn't going to scan it, so I didn't bother trying to make it neat. But the only difference that would have made was that it would start out neat and then sorta... not stay so neat. xD By the way, you didn't try to read it in the small view, did you? because there's a full view... I know my writing is small, but... that small? o.O I can write much smaller, you know, and I usually do but I usually only do that at school when I'm taking notes... because I'm mean and I don't want my friends to steal them because I need them. >.>;;
Annnnyway, you read it so you get a prize. xD What do you want? I'm cheap/have doodling time and hopefully coloring time so it'll be art... stuff. *really is just an excuse to not work on a commish I don't like*
And don't worry about not being on much... I have some issues RL, as well. Such as... being like sick for two weeks. o.O Seriously. Not enough to make me miss school, but it's SO annoying.))
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 2:12 pm
[[Although I have really nothing to respond to at the moment, my future posts may take a while merely because school has eaten away all my time. Sorry. D:]]
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:18 pm
[[Yey :DD! I'll have to think on what I'd like a little... not sure.]]
Faryn gritted his teeth. He realized what had happened... everything went black... he remembered losing balance... he remembered his father's voice, whisps of the memory ebbing away with the pain in his head. He assumed he must have fallen, though. Why else would his back and head hurt so badly?
Jillian's soft voice pierced his wounded head as gently as Faryn supposed was possible. 'Don't get near me...' were the only thoughts that his mind could handle. ...Faryn didn't want anyone close to him. Not like this. Not when he was like this.
Still bent down and holding his head, Faryn muttered, "I'll be fine. Just..." The teen winced terribly with the pain as he brought his head up, feeling the heaviness of it and as if his brain were sloshing around in his head.
"I just... have a very bad... but manageable headache. Doesn't this boat have cabins or something?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:29 pm
Jillian frowned, but didn't comment any further. Faryn wouldn't like it if he... tried to 'mother' him - or, at least, show 'too much' concern for the prince. It would just annoy him, as it usually did. He nodded slowly and then sat up straight to give the other some more room. He looked back to Sayael, his gaze questioning, before he looked back down at the (hopefully) recovering prince.
Sayael nodded. "Two. Lucky you fell below decks or you'd have to walk down stairs," he said, trying to make a little light of the situation. He pointed forward and added, "They're over there. You can lie down in one, if you want." So Sayael could be a little compassionate, even to someone who he saw as a complete nuisance.
"Faryn... do you need help getting there?" Jillian asked, unable to stop the question or his concerned tone.
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 8:53 pm
TableTopWatch Haar turned back for a moment, "Ceris?" Red eyes softened considerably, "Mnn, he's a good friend," he murmred before turning back around, looking for said mage. Although he didn't think he needed the magic user's services it gave him the excuse to check up on Peyton and question his purple haired friend about the blonde's condition.
It didn't take long for the commander to reach the training hall where his apprentice should have been. He soon noted Ceris frantically running about the room, Xel standing in the corner of the room looking rather bored with himself. What was going on, where was Peyton? Where was the knight he stationed here? "Ceris, where-?" Before he could continue, the mage looked up with a concerned look, attempting to distract the dark haired male as he took Haar's hand into his own.
"What did you do?" The older man asked, lavender eyes whisking across the tiny gashes along Haar's fingers. Haar shrugged, he would let Xel off the hook this time. "Don't worry, I just needed some guaze," he mumbled, watching with careful eyes as the mage nodded, eyes still holding a concerned look as he hurried off to bandage the officer's hand. Once he was done, Haar questioned Ceris again. "Where's Peyton?"
Both older men grimaced, "Uh, well..." The mage didn't seem to want to finish, so Xel looked up with a grin, "We lost the kid, Haar. Sorry about that. You can find another orphan somewhere around the capital, eh?" The young man stared at Xel with a look of obvious disbelief. They were just kidding around with him, right? A bit of mirth to jolt him from his usual ways, right? Right...
"And just who do you think you are? Did you think I'd so soon forget your face after that attack in the garden! If I could forget the injury you'd done here, I would forgive you for such insolence to my own rank. No one acts so impudently in my castle, especially not to Commander Haar," he declared, having difficulty sheilding his indignance as he boldly reproved Xel without hesitation. He was unaware of any previous connection Haar or Ceris had with this man, as well as being ignorant of Haar's smooth attempt to not give Xel away for his offense to Ceris. With every intention that he was returning the respect stolen from Haar back to him without any embarrassment whatsoever, Ruehl did something he rarely did. He gave an serious order.
"Apologize to the Commander. Immediately."
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 9:07 pm
Mie-tanuki Alti wasn't even given chance to point out that he would be just fine to stay in the library before he was dragged off by the overly enthusiastic and progressively annoying tutor. He felt remarcibly irked at the head-strongness of what he was beginning to think was a very head-strong kingdom. Perhaps it wasn't so great, after all... With that thought, his impassive face creased into a scowl as he was readily tired of being treated like some sort of child.
"Ah, yes!" he grinned pridefully as he opened the door to one of the most impressive rooms in the castle: The Armory.
"After you, Sir Alti," he bowed his head a little to the guest and held open the deep cherry wooden door.
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