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In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Morning
Location: Sorian Vikena Estate

“The tavern? The library?” Lorenzo questioned Charlotte’s places of interest in finding him… wherever he had been. And like clockwork, the fancy mustache-wearing count pointed to the flower petal with a displaced pride. Why was he proud of this? “Clearly, you didn’t look in my favorite hiding place. Hmph. But I won’t hold that to you, Lottie. The garden we have here is vast and full of thick, healthy flowers… that I ruined but… you know… Just. Just thank heavens we’re both safe!” He pulled her back into a hug. “Never again,” but what did he mean?

Charlotte’s eyes dilated as memories of the garden doused in the night’s darkness painted themselves before her. Nothing had been there. She had checked everywhere. She hadn’t even noticed she was being hugged as she ran through the images over and over, wanting to clarify her own sanity. “I did!” Charlotte cried out defensively suddenly. She gave him a quick hug and then let go to readjust her head so she can look him in the eyes. “Lorenzo, I searched the garden. You… You weren’t there.”

Her certainty challenged what Lorenzo thought to be true, so much so that gently scratched the back of his neck nervously as he attempted to jog his memory. Still nothing. I don’t remember anything! Blast this cursed affliction! He cleared his throat before offering up an explanation.

“Well, that is rather peculiar… are you certain? I- You started your search in the night, so you likely just missed me. Yes! And I was under the oak tree shading from the moonlight. A shadow in the dark.” He bobbed a pointed index finger with the last five words as he felt he had come up with a new idea for a poem.

Perplexed, Charlotte was deep in thought for a moment before she sighed. She could look more into this later. Frankly, she was exhausted, and apparently, her stepfather had been sleeping in the dirt all night, so it would do either of them no good to go back and forth. “I suppose I did....” She relented.

“Just what on earth did you two get up to last night!”

Delilah entered the room with the daily news stretched out between her hands before her. Her eyes were wide with surprise as she pointed at it. “The rumors are insidious! And Duke Lorenzo, sir, you’re headlining!” Delilah’s words caused Lorenzo to spring up, jolted with… excitement.

“Am I?!” Turning from Charlotte, he moved to Delilah’s side to peer at the newspaper. It was easy to discern the death of his optimism as he spotted the headline. “Warmongers? It- It was simply a mistake. I mean, Charlotte you were right there. I… I didn’t touch anyone! It was the over-polished floors and that clumsy guard or whoever it was that couldn’t keep their footing. I mean this- this shouldn’t fall on me! This is exactly why I prefer the Veirmont Gazette.” Lorenzo ranted and huffed before his eyes found the Morning Tea. His guilty pleasure of the Caesonia Newspaper. Charlotte had moved over to read as well. She had bit her lip, uncertain what to say. She had hoped that he would have understood what he had done after everything.

“What?! How could they?! Concubine?! Fu-” He stopped himself as he remembered the two women in his presence. “People can be so distasteful here… I wonder if we should just leave.” He hung his head.

Charlotte groaned. Though it irritated her that people may view her offer as such now, she knew they had bigger problems. She’d have to shake this off somehow.

Going back to Veirmont was a delightful dream, but one that would simply delay their problems. Charlotte knew she had to stub this Calbert problem in the toe here and now. Besides, she had promised Leo she’d help him too this summer. “I don’t think we should let them chase us home. Since when did we care what they think?” Charlotte’s words again charged Lorenzo with a well of confidence.

She wondered if Calbert had something to do with calling her a concubine. He had said something similar but she supposed others could have mistaken her gesture as well. As her gaze moved lower, she did a double take.

…Is he fucking Count Calbert?

“...They’ve lost their minds.” She commented dryly.

“Yes. They. Have!” Lorenzo’s face was full of determination as he stared piercingly into Charlotte’s eyes. “They have lost their minds if they believe they can chase the Vikenas off. Hmph, it’s clear this paper is biased against us… But we have made quite the impact.” Lorenzo stepped away from both Charlotte and Delilah as he began to slowly pace with his hands clasped behind his back like he was some sort of mastermind. Lorenzo had always rivaled Calbert’s ability to gaslight, except he only did it to himself.

“Despite the bias, we made the headline.” Lorenzo smirked amusingly. “We practically owned the night it seems! Not only that… We have an exclusive audience with the Alidasht royal family. Every week, until they depart. You see, Lottie…” He had his back to her now as he stopped in place. Looking over his shoulder he wore the smile of a fool. “...we Vikenas have returned and made the greatest impression yet.”

Charlotte managed a smile but seemed at a loss of words. “An impression of sorts....” Her gaze slid to Delilah who had a similar look in her eyes. It sunk in and perhaps even frightened her a little now more than ever how delusional Lorenzo could be. There was no way to spin what had been written into a positive manner. The headline was quite literally calling him a warmonger. However, diluting his optimistic view could be dastardly as well, so she chose to move on. “Well then. We have a whole day ahead of us, don’t we? Let us maintain a good impression.”

“Absolutely! Now that we've both found one another, we can begin attending some of today's events…” Lorenzo turned to face his body to the two and noticed his current appearance. The thought of remaining home nearly crossed his mind, but he buried it. “But first I must freshen up and- hmm… Delilah could you inform Nathaniel that Kier will need some grooming for this afternoon's race.” Lorenzo was feeling daring today.

“Certainly.” The maid set the newspaper down and then turned on her heels to do as he asked. Charlotte proceeded to collect it from its spot. She stared at the first page for a moment, frowning at it, then began to flip through.

As she scanned the events of the day, something delicious caught her eye. The imagery that crossed her mind led to her licking her lips. With sudden enthusiasm, she picked up her head and looked at Lorenzo, “There’s free pancakes at the park!” She hurried over to her stepfather and practically shoved the newspaper at him, brimming with excitement, “We must attend!” Charlotte exclaimed just before the room fell silent with Lorenzo staring down at the advertised event with an eerie expression on his face.

“Lady Charlotte Marie Vikena… You should know by now that I absolutely hate pancakes... but we can go.”
In Young Justice → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



Location: Taos, New Mexico
Interactions: The Team

The situation had progressed much since departing the cafe. The team was now suited up and following Riley’s trail thanks to the tracker placed on his belt. Viktor was seated in the driver’s seat of a Justice League custom-built box truck provided for the team to move to the objective. A single vehicle drew less suspicion, and the League wasn’t sure it would be wise to have more than one designated driver. Most of the team was seated in the back that was re-fitted with in-facing seats along the sides of the cargo space, personalized tough boxes filled with their operational equipment that were safely tied down toward the front, and six overhead monitors. Two displayed their GPS in real-time, two were linked to a dashcam, and the last two depicted Viktor and Alisa seated in the cab.

While upfront, Viktor was suited up with his standard equipment except he was without his helmet that sat in the space between himself and Alisa who he had asked to assist in navigating while following the tracker’s ping.

As the surrounding environment appeared less and less habitable, Viktor mentally prepared himself for the task at hand but he also felt he had to do something while he had the opportunity. He pressed a button in the cab that allowed him to transmit audio to those in the back.

“Team, this mission is ours. We will strike swiftly… and we will do so together. Once we find the missing teens, we exfiltrate. Information gathering is acceptable but not the priority.” Viktor ended the transmission and kept himself focused on the mission at hand.

After several more minutes of driving, the team stopped the vehicle half a mile from where the tracker ceased movement. Once the vehicle was cloaked, the team dismounted and started movement toward the orange desert hills that hid away Kobra’s secret facility.

Cresting one of the hills the team had a clear view of the two-story facility that matched the color of the hills surrounding it. Only two roving guards and a single guard tower with one guard inside were visible to the team.

“Clean them up and then we'll use our secret weapon to breach the facility,” Viktor instructed over the comms channel through his helmet.
In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Afternoon
Location: Myriamor
Interactions: Myra @13org, Maeryn @princess, Alaia @Alivefalling
Mentions:


“So it's s actually happening this time?” Astra asked rhetorically as the group set out to do what they had originally planned in River Port. Human-hunting. It was a different group but Astra expected it to be somewhat the same consisting of humans, elves, and a few folks with a little too much hair led by a senior lamplight-bitch. At least that was Astra's observation of things.

Vrexen on the other hand saw this as his opportunity to not compare the night in River Port to now. If anything, he was driven in making it the contrary by any means necessary. If Vrexen's period of brooding taught him anything, it was that ideas kept in his mind were like well-laid ambushes.

As insignificant as it was, Avalia was slowly changing the savage demon into something else. Into something more suitable to this realm the more he spent time in it. Despite this, however, he was still quite… violent.

“This place we travel to is filled with those large civilized creatures… I am eager in testing them… Their skin against claw. Their bones against crushing blows. Their lives against my violence... Mother, please grant me the opportunity…” Vrexen spoke as he trudged along with the others in Myriamor with a large frapping cloak over his seemingly reptilian body.

“I'm sure she will. Violence is inevitable, right?” Astra played on Vrexen's one dimensional desire as she guided a camel she purchased at Sturdy Stables upon hearing Maeryn's update on the humans they had been tracking in the south. “I don't think anyone wants to travel in this heat,” Astra was speaking for herself, but she figured she could at least get the Daka Island natives to agree with her suggestion. Vrexen growled. “I can make it worth your while! I saw something in a stall you'll appreciate.” Vrexen growled once more but didn't argue. Astra had been annoying but Vrexen knew her to make wise choices since meeting her.

Whether he group chose to leave right away or stay a bit, they more than prepared to travel to Dumaghord to hunt their prey. It was Abertha after all…

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In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay




Time: Evening
Location: Guarav Village
Interactions: Isolde @Blizz, Dante @Alivefalling, Menzai @samreaper, and Aidan @potter
Mentions:


Unlike Isolde, Darius flinched some before chuckling at Dante.

“Really?!” He thought Dante’s antics were a bit much but when it came to training, however, Dante was always that way. He couldn’t say it didn’t keep things interesting or had him reminisce about how things used to be before Dante…

What happened? This question had plagued him ever since seeing Dante in Avalia. The fact that his brother was alive wasn’t even the weirdest part. Dante was actually from a time before his death, which closed the age gap between them a lot more. Darius didn’t like thinking about it as it opened an old wound for him, so with quickness, he snapped out of it. Instead of Dante, Darius chose to focus on the competition at hand.

“I couldn’t agree more with Isolde. We jump the fog beast and everyone will have exactly the points we need. Besides, everyone knows it would come down between me and Isolde for the win. Menzai never said you two sneaking off to knock boots in the woods was prohibited.” Darius shrugged with a grin as he stepped next to Isolde to show his alignment with her plan.


In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: Afternoon
Location: Dugmaghord
Interactions: Rosaria @potter, Nuallán @13org
Mentions:



“That be somethin’ interestin’.” Slick said more to himself than to the others. If they hadn’t been elves then it’s likely they wouldn’t have even heard him at all. He was also being honest about what he thought of Rosaria’s place among her people. It was… Slick would say it was backward from what he expected. He almost asked a follow-up question but Nuallan beat him to the punch with his own input. In fact, it was a disagreement with Rosaria’s claim to being as expendable as any other elf. Slick also disagreed but for a different reason. Not wanting to interrupt, Slick allowed the Nuallán to speak his point before he started going on about exercise that would help him relax.

“Hold your reigns Nuallán. Now I ain’t about stoppin’ a man from gettin’ what’s his but you can do whatever exercising with the lady once you back.” Slick snapped with a very serious look about him. He stared their way, silently letting them both know he was not going to be the third wheel to any funny business.

“Now that we have that simmered. I think you’re wrong about that title of yours. You must think everyone’s equal or somethin’ but that ain't true no matter how you cut it. Give me all the titles you want, change my name, hell, change my world. I’m me. And bein’ ain’t like bein’ anyone else. Same goes for you, princess.” Slick said with a nod before cueing Champagne to gallop with two clicks of the tongue.


In Code Vein (Closed) → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location: On the Road!
Interactions: Akaia @Exit, Vincent @Daxam, and Juice @PigeonOfAstora,
Mentions:

“A B type…” Erik mouthed the words more than he actually orated them as Juice closed the distance between them. And that’s when the observation of the stranger truly began. Not only was the brown-skinned revenant curious, but he was also deceptively on guard. Erik was friendly and hopeful but he was far from gullible. With Juice not being someone he recognized from anywhere, Erik figured he’d let the man express who he was with his introduction. Besides, Erik knew he at least had the numbers and his ever-so-stealthy Sidhe friend on standby.

So far so good. Even Vincent seems okay with him. Erik nodded a few times before finally speaking up after Vincent’s suggestion of having Juice accompany them.

“Great thinking Vincent! Man, you’re really showing out today,” he shot Vincent a thumbs up and a wink before approaching Juice and looking him over again. “You down for a road trip in a groovy van to solve a mystery? We got snacks.” Erik said as confidently as a salesman thinking he had a buyer in the bag.


In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Time: Afternoon
Location: Dugmaghord
Interactions: Rosaria @potter, Nuallán @13org, Aurora @Mole
Mentions: Leaf @Helo



“Hmm.” Slick quietly mused at Aurora’s reply. The way she stumbled about with the answer, caused the man to keep his evermore fixated on her. He wondered why she seemed so guilty in declining, he didn’t imagine himself being upset with her over it.

“Now, now, Aurora, you know I don’t like bein’ apologized to twice. ‘Specially for somethin’ you ain’t need to be apologizin’ for. You and that dang Leaf always apologizin,’” despite his complaint, a smile graced his face, assuring he had no hard feelings. Then with an effortless hop, he mounted Champ. “You could’ve left me out all by my lonesome but you gave me company and even hummed me somethin’ pleasant to pass the time… My very own songbird.” Slick nodded and winked with a big ol’ grin. He wanted to poke fun at her formality while also letting her know she really had no reason to apologize. “And may your blessin’ earn me somethin’ nice out there.”

Rosaria’s statement about heading out was something he could agree with. The hit time had already passed and unless Aurora suddenly decided to tag along, there was no sign of anyone joining the trio. Something she stated, however, piqued his curiosity. Converstaion for a dull moment. He made a note before chuckling at the exchange between Rosaria and Nuallán.

“As I said before, there won’t be any racin’ or goin’ too fast, so no worries about the possibility of gettin’ too excited up there, Nuallán.” Without missing a beat, he continued. “And, princess, I’m as ready as could be. Let’s ride!” Champagne walked forth before transitioning into a light trot. “So Princess Rosaria, what’s life like for someone of your… status? Do folk gotta bow down and carry your around a big ol’ castle or what?”


In Avalia → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Time: Afternoon
Location: Living Quarters, North Pass
Interactions: Eris @Tae
Mentions:


Kaleb reflexively yet momentarily raised his eyebrows upon hearing Eris’ reply from outside of her room door. Her reply had been a reminder of why he enjoyed her company. Alluring, knowledgeable, and witty all combined and contained within a gorgeous shape. What was there not to like about that?

In spite of Kaleb’s feelings for Eris, however, he couldn’t ignore the conceptual walls Eris placed up. He couldn’t deny that he had his own he, and so silently the two agreed to this thing they had between each other.

Eris’ next comment as she opened the door initially caused a silent chuckle to escape him, forcing him to reveal his pearly whites to her. In a way, Eris earned the pleasure.

“To swoon, or not to swoon? Either way, you’ll end up in my arms, right? Kaleb shrugged with a grin before taking a single step through the doorway to close the distance. Neither of them needed to answer the latter question.

“And ‘other plans’ can wait until we figure out what we’re going to do on our day off.” As Eris allowed him into the room, he took the liberty of shutting and locking the door behind her as she normally preferred. He spotted yet another copy of Bardulf’s invitation on Eris’ end table. “You get that letter from Bardulf, too? Seems fun, but that probably means everyone’s going…” Kaleb took a seat at the foot of Eris’ bed, leaning slightly back with his hands firmly planted on the soft blanket dressed on top the bed’s surface. “I’m thinking we can do our own thing. Make it an adventure.”

In Code Vein (Closed) → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location: On the Road!
Interactions: Akaia @Exit, Vincent @Daxam, and Juice @PigeonOfAstora,
Mentions:

Erik gave a thumbs up to Vincent after completing his given task. As odd of a request it had been, it worked out so far. Oddly, yes, but so far so good.

“Great volume! The message needs work but that’s easier to fix I think.” Erik shot a glance at Akaia as she began using her spores to cloak herself. “Good thinking.” She wasn’t able to fully cloak in time, but Erik thought it best not to draw too much attention to her. As long as she was gone before things got hostile, Akaia still had an edge on her opposition. I’ve done it! The perfect combination of brashness and subtlety! Vincent is my great big wrecking ball! Loud, proud, and destructive! Akaia is my thief in the night! But in the daytime as well! She takes anything that is necessary and more without so much of a whisper. Even lives!

The mental self-imposed motivation excited Erik to the point where he felt the trio could face anything, so when the helmeted stranger peered at them from behind a building them holding a baseball bat, Erik maintained a relaxed posture with his fists at his waist. He was just about ready to start walking over like a friendly new neighbor, but-

"ARE YOU COPS?! YOU HAVE TO TELL ME IF YOU'RE COPS!"


Erik winced as he took a step back. He finally grabbed ahold of his bow. No way… What he thought might be a brief encounter escalated into something much more pressing. There was no just ‘passing by’ or ‘minding their business.’ This person needed to be addressed immediately.

"ALSO IF ITS A NOISE COMPLAINT I'M NOT LISTENING!"


Erik winced but did not recoil as he had before. Now was his moment.

“Hey! That volume is incredible! No complaints here! In fact, I want to know how you made something so loud! It’s exactly the kind of upgrade I need for my next megaphone! Is it really in that helmet?! By the way, name’s Erik!” He held up his hand high and waved keeping up with the friendly new neighbor vibe.


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