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 Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 4:24 pm
It was nice to actually be able to walk around and patrol. He had gotten rather used to just sitting down and watching the city from atop his library, but it got old very quickly. He did not want to waste his time stuck in one place, though he was glad to be able to further establish the area as his domain, and discourage Negaverse soldiers from coming around.
Now, though, it was time to return to the streets.
It was very late in the evening, pushing toward morning, as he walked along the streets of the city. The street lights were flickering, as if tired from their long vigils, and the shadows were strong, creeping far across the abandoned sidewalks.
There was not much movement, and so far, Camelot had not run into anyone or anything.
He did feel an aura, though, and moved toward it. It was clearly White Moon, and he did not sense any Chaos nearby, so it was not in a fight as far as he could tell. It seemed like it might be a peaceful meeting, and he was almost thankful for that. Take it easy, get back into the swing of things slowly.
Not that he had ever had a break. Things had been just as crazy recently as they always had been, it had just been more difficult for him to deal with effectively.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 6:59 pm
There was only one person that he knew that had such a large, wonderful aura, and if Whisler was correct, this night was about to get even better. He had just been out for a nice walk in the early summer night, but as soon as he felt what he hoped was Camelot, the knight broke into a run, leaping onto a building to make things easier and jumping from rooftop to rooftop like a deer in the forest.
He was so deep and fantastic. Like a poet...or something like that.
With a jolt of excitement, he realized that Camelot hadn’t yet seen that he was a knight. That he had a cape...and some fuzzy accents...and was just so sexy it hurt. Legit.
The knight grinned and took a leap right off the building he was on, doing the best sort of backflip in the air that he could muster, and landing...nearly on his feet in front of Camelot. Well. He was on his feet for a second...but it was the cape that tripped him up, so he sort of landed...on his side instead...but hey. It wasn’t difficult to keep up appearances.
He laughed and propped his head up on his hand. “Hey there, Camelot. What is up man? Did you miss me?”
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 7:34 pm
Camelot waited, as he felt a White Moon aura heading toward him. Whenever he felt that, he tried to stay put so they had an easier time catching up to him. If someone was coming toward him, rather than away, it was probably someone he wanted to talk to.
Or they needed his help for something, which he was always willing to give. Though, at this point, his wife would probably make him sleep on the sofa if he adopted any more youma or got himself into any more near death situations.
And he would not blame her for it.
Looking surprised as Whisler landed in front of him, and then fell over. That probably wasn't the entrance he was going for and, though Camelot could not hide the grin on his face as he tilted his head and stooped down to be a bit closer to the fallen, but now reclining, knight.
"Well look at you, Whisler. You've gotten yourself a promotion since last I saw you! A knight now, hm? I hope you're not getting into too much trouble." He felt a warm burst of pride in his chest, and it burst out as laughter from his throat.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 8:10 pm
The knight wiggled up and finally stood, stretching. “Oh, so you noticed~ I was hoping that you might. I was pretty excited when I felt you around tonight, it’s been too long, my friend. What have you been up to?”
He didn’t want to answer Camelot’s question about the getting into too much trouble...it was kind of fun to watch the older knight sweat a bit, but...
“You know me, Camelot. I get into all the trouble. Just nothing too terrible, not yet at least. Though I was looking for some pretty little senshi to wrap up in my cape and snuggle with...but if you’re feeling lonely...I could always wrap you in my cape and snuggle.”
He winked. Oh, there was just something about Camelot that brought out the best in him. Maybe it was the fact that this was the guy that saved him...or maybe it was just the fact that he was Camelot...but. He was the best. And they were such bros. Seriously.
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 8:24 pm
"Ah, not too much," Camelot said with a chuckle. He was not too sure he should go and tell Whisler all about the crazy things he had been up to recently. It was not... all good news. And a lot of it sounded weird in the retelling.
He stood up too, getting a better look at what the new Knight's outfit was like. He was not paying close attention to what Whisler was saying until he got to the snuggle part.
"Er... I think I'll pass on that for now, but perhaps another time."
He laughed, giving Whisler a light shove to pretend he was not feeling embarrassed. The younger knight sure did have a knack for saying things that would make Camelot do a spit take if he was drinking something at the time.
"Well, I'm glad you're doing well, if that's what getting into trouble means these days. Things for me have been... uh.... complicated, but seem to be looking up. I hope I didn't just jynx it, of course."
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Posted: Sat May 09, 2015 8:30 pm
When Whisler realized that Camelot was totally checking him out, he did a slow, sassy little turn, letting the royal knight get the full view...complete with a little booty shake when he was giving the back view. “Aww, no snuggles with me today? That’s cool. I’ll find someone to snuggle with, I’m sure.”
He winked as he turned again to face the other man, finally letting his grin fall just a bit. “Complicated how? Is everything okay? You know you can call me if you ever need anything, I’ll have your back, Camelot. I know we don’t hang out much or see one another outside of...you know, things like this, but you’re one of my best friends in this war and I look up to you a crazy amount...and I’m not completely useless in a fight, at least I don’t think so...so call me or whatever. I want to help, I really do. You don’t have to fight alone, man.”
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 10:51 am
"Oh, come on Whisler," Camelot said, when the other knight started to show off and made taking in his new appearance as uncomfortable as it could be. He had not been checking him out, he was just... he just wanted to see what his new outfit looked like!
Way to make it weird.
He grinned though, amused, and waved his hand at the question. How to go about answering that? He got a bit more serious, nodding his head.
"I know I can. It's been a bit busy, but ah. Well. There was that battle with Painite that left me injured, but I've all but healed from that now. Not that things have gotten less complicated since, as she is still causing me a lot of grief, and now I have a half youma living in my basement to take care of. Not to dust, mind, but to actually take care of, as he's a pretty good guy."
He smiled, though, hearing Whisler call him a friend. It was a surprising realization that the word 'friend' did not get used all that much with him. Mentor or guide or something like that, maybe, or some other respectful tie and introduction when someone was talking about him, but friend? Very few said it out loud, and it was sometimes too easy to forget that friendship was a big part of being strong through the war.
"I appreciate your friendship, and I'm sorry I haven't called on you for help. I guess I tend to consider myself the one people call, and have a harder time reaching out for help when I need it."
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2015 6:46 pm
Whisler’s eyebrows raised when he heard about the half youma in the basement. “Well...that’s not something I’ve ever heard...and...Camelot, why on earth do you have a half youma in the basement? Are you sure that’s a good idea? Because...it doesn’t sound like such a good idea to me, I mean...there might just be the half, and he might be a good guy? But there’s’ still the youma part attached to the uh. Phrase...and that’s never good?”
The knight shrugged. “But hey. I trust that you know what you’re doing, so I’m not going to chastise you...but seriously. I get that you’re the big awesome Royal Knight...” He looked at Camelot and allowed a smile to cross his face. “You just said that you were injured, so you’re not as untouchable as you think you are, so you have to rely on your friends, and seeing as I am clearly your best friend...I expect you to call me the next time you need help, because I’ll call you if I need it, that’s for damn sure.”
He paused and shrugged. “Also, I think I want to meet this Half youma guy, if that’s cool...just so I can really make sure he’s safe enough to live in your basement...I don’t want this to be some awful trap trying to hurt you again...that seems like it happens a lot for you, buddy. And I don’t like it. You’re too old for that nonsense.”
The blonde knight stuck out his tongue and did another booty shake for Camelot, just wanting to make him laugh again. He was never very good with the heavy conversation, so he liked moving as far away from it as quickly as possible.
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 9:20 am
"Uh. No, I'm not too sure, to be honest, but. Well. He needs help, and if I don't try to help him, who will?" Camelot shook his head, looking at Whisler and trying not to sound too lecture-y. As he was wont to do, sometimes, when he got talking about his duties.
"I was given the ability to help the Negaverse if they want it, and I don't think that excludes half youma. He wanted to purify, before he was corrupted so far, and I want to at least... try to see if there is something I can do for him. Beyond just giving him a place to stay and some food."
He sighed, though, thinking that maybe that really was all he could do. Who knew? He never tried to purify a youma before, and did not know what would happen. That was half the problem.
Whisler's protective comments made him laugh, though, as he was more used to being the one looking out for everyone, and not the one being protected.
"Too old? That's nice, thank you for that. But if I do get into trouble again, I'll remember who to call this time. Anyway, I think Dennis is out tonight, but I can always send you a message when he's here, and feels up to meeting you? I'll have to ask him first, of course. I probably won't tell him it's because you're trying to keep me out of trouble."
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2015 7:57 pm
Whisler nodded. “See...this is what makes you so awesome, Camelot. You are just...” He shook his head, grinning. “You are just too damn perfect, you know that? You are the epitome of goodness, so...don’t ever change, man.” This guy was the reason that he had undergone the change from darkness to the light...and even though he couldn’t remember anything from that time...it still meant a lot. A whole lot...so...
“That sounds epic. I’d love to meet this Dennis, so let him know I want to, okay? But also...” He waggled a finger in front of Camelot. “Don’t you go liking him more than me. I’m your best son, okay? Your best powered son, that is. So...yeah.” He pursed his lips and shrugged. “You’re really important to me, so...that’s all. Honest.”
He was such a sappy, sappy, sap. Seriously. But hey. Camelot was the closest thing to family that he had now...so...He wasn’t in a hurry to let him go. Or to let him get himself killed...or to do anything dumb. Or to...
He didn’t even know.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 9:06 am
Camelot rubbed the back of his neck bashfully, not sure he was fitting of all that praise. Perfect was an impossible concept, and the last thing he wanted was to come across that way. He knew he could be pretty zealous as far as his belief in the White Moon and all things good were concerned, but he tried to find a balance... as best he could.
But it was good to hear that his efforts were appreciated, even if Whisler was a bit over enthusiastic in his praise.
"Aw, Whisler, you better be careful, or people might find out you're a big softie." Camelot grinned and moved to pat the other knight on the shoulder, smiling proudly. While he could not agree out loud that Whisler was his favorite powered son, as Chaonis might find out and things would get awkward from there, Camelot was feeling it in that moment.
"You're a great knight, and you're destined to do a lot. You need to take care of yourself, too, you know, as I wouldn't want anything to happen to you. You've always had a big heart, even as a Nega, and I'm honored to have been able to help you so far. I look forward to all the insane adventures you'll likely drag me into at some point. Or I might drag you into, as the case may be."
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Posted: Thu May 14, 2015 4:53 pm
Whisler just grinned and nodded. “I’ll take care of myself, and you make sure you take care of yourself...right now I have to head home, but I would love to hang out with you again sometime!” He really was proud of himself when Camelot said things like that. It made him feel like he had really made all the right choices...and that was really gratifying.
“Don’t forget to tell Dennis I want to meet him! We can be bros too, him and I.” If it was a member of chaos that wanted to be good...really who was he to judge...after all, he had escaped from the tangled web of darkness himself...so.
“I’ll catch you later Camelot. Stay awesome!” He winked and waved. Insane adventures...hm? He’d have to figure out some insane adventure for him and his mentor to go on...it might be terribly fun. Insane adventures. It really could be fun.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 12:50 pm
Camelot nodded, though he would not be heading home for a little while yet. He wondered how long he could stay out before he got in trouble with his wife for pushing himself too much. It seemed he had a lot of caring eyes looking out for him, and that made him feel warm and content. It was all too easy to forget how good things could happen in this war, when all the terrible things were screaming and waving their hands for attention.
But he had made a lot of really deep, vital relationships, that he cherished and doubted he could be without, now that he knew what it felt like. His friends made up most of who he was.
"I will remember to ask! He'll probably be happy to hear it, I think he thinks he's got to be isolated because of what he is now. It will be nice to show him that he can still be welcomed by knights, though he was not given the chance to be one." And maybe one day he would be, if Camelot could figure out how.
He waved as Whisler made to leave, laughing and shaking his head. That was a very fine young man, who was going to do something incredible in his life, Camelot had no doubt about that. There was so much potential in him, and he had managed to rise above Chaos, to boot. He would be a great person for Merlinite to meet, in fact, and Camelot made a mental note to include that fact, about purifying, when he ran the idea by the half youma later.
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