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8 yrs ago
Current You did good, McGregor. Made us proud.
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8 yrs ago
No offense intended. But there's a sweet spot on the sliding scale of realism, and most of the interest checks I usually see skew too far to the realism end for me.
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8 yrs ago
Can't describe how quickly I go from excited to sad when a mecha premise turns out to be realism wankery.

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Unsettling, that Paladin is. Nicomede mused watching Tyaethe push the bolt back out. Great that she wasn't hurt. Still pretty weird to watch a bolt get pushed out of someone without any visible effort. The situation was pretty well in hand for the moment but something still didn't feel quite right. If he were planning it the Nem wouldn't have been much more than a distraction. A way to draw their focus elsewhere before the real assassin took their shot. Then again, he probably only felt that way because of how strange an attempt on the Princess' life it had been. This public venue was the best shot they would get, sure, but their methodology had still been strange. Unrefined. Covert tactics like that were distasteful in the extreme but their was still a proper way to go about it if you actually wanted to get the job done, just like any other plan.

He hummed softly to himself, a single, extended note. Paranoia, maybe. But it's only paranoia when there isn't a real threat.

"No injuries," He commented to Sir Fleuri, deciding that Tyaethe didn't really count. The tip of his sword descended much more slowly than it had gone up, dropping from readiness into a relaxed grip at his side. Without an immediate danger it was more likely he'd jab someone by mistake moving among people indoors than reach an enemy. Plenty of time to change that if a threat presented itself. His wine glass left behind he took a few steps towards the Princess and Knight-Captain, sidestepping Gillian's barrier with an encouraging nod to the younger Knight. He had quick reflexes. They'd serve him well.

"Wonderful of you to keep your guests entertained, but such a show really was unnecessary Your Majesty." He said pleasantly, extending a hand to the Knight-Captain to help her up if she needed it. Wariness danced behind his eyes despite his done, carefully surveying the party opposite where Sir Segremors had the Nem restrained. If another attack was coming, and the Nem had just been a feint, that was the direction it would come from. "I have to apologize for spilling a little of that wine. Absolutely criminal use of such a vintage, but... Well."
I'm pretty sure that's correct.


"If you'd put a pin in that for just a moment, please!"

Sigi smiled broadly at the three people intent on signing up for the monastery quest, stepping hurriedly in their direction. She'd only just caught them preparing to take the quest. Sure, they could have talked about it after they had already registered and gotten it sorted out but that sometimes made people confrontational. Not a good start for people who would have to cooperate. Wow, they were pretty much all taller than her. Even the helmeted woman. Maybe? Harder to tell, but the other two were taller even though they were younger. People like this would give her a complex one day!

Still she gave a little wave, coming to a stop and assuming a friendly and marginally more dignified posture than her previous haste.

"Hi! I'm sorry to bother you, but I saw you were planning to sign up for the quest." She inclined her head apologetically, smile taking on a slightly sheepish air. "My friends and I were, too. Um, I don't know if you've met any of them but they're Tristram, Cass, Finn, and me. I'm Sigi. Bunch of people, I know, but can't be too careful on such an unknown mission, right? And we'd be a good mix of skills."

She cocked her head a little after pointing out each teammate in turn, looking up a little bit to meet the eyes of both Mayonites. She would have done the same to the armored woman, just to be friendly, but it wasn't like she could see her eyes. Maybe she and Tristram would get along.

"To be honest with you I have an interest in where we're going, too. So if it's money you're worried about I can take a reduced cut if the payout is lower than we're expecting. If that helps. Guys, come over and introduce yourselves."
sigi'll play diplomat in the morning I have to sleep
@Heartfillia Maribel has the quest paper already so....yeah. Fight me
Leon had it before she even went over to them lol


Now, now, that's what cooperation is for



There.

The Knight-Captain's quick thinking saved the Princess from the first bolt, and intervention the second. Not that the second would ever have been an issue. Even a repeating crossbow, some variant of which it must have been to fire a second shot quickly, had a cycle time. Small, but ample time for someone properly ready.

An ornate spada slipped from its sleeve in a whipping, diagonal arc towards ready. Wine spilled from the glass in Nicomede's other hand fell towards the floor... and abruptly changed course, following the tip of his blade towards its apex and forward through the unobstructed air. Tight and controlled on a lancing course towards and through the crossbow's line. Too far for his edge to reach, but with ease for something less direct.

"Tagliare." Nicomede uttered quietly, blade coming to rest in practiced stance. He wasn't closest to the assassin, nor did he rush to be. With the weapon's line cut it wouldn't be able to fire again. And if he was right, well... Sir Gerard was about to see to things.

He finished the remainder of the wine in his glass without taking his eyes off of the Nem.


Sigi looked over her right shoulder at the archer, eyes widening in confusion when he began before mostly closing as she broke into a wide smile.

"I"m sorry, Tristram. You are of course free to decline, or to go on a job by yourself. With my best wishes for your success. I just thought you had come to pick a job with us since they were being posted." Her smile never abated and she spoke with the utmost sincerity. The archer was a touchy sort. Prickly. But he wasn't necessarily wrong about everything, either, and she hadn't given him a chance to speak. "And I appreciate your tip to the butcher, and you bought it so distribution is of course your decision. Cassie will behave herself, right Cassie?"

"And drinks would be much appreciated as well, Mr. Reinheart."
She added, turning that same smile to the younger archer before she directed her attention to the board. She could get a closer look, now, and bit her lip in thought. Tristram wasn't wrong about the orc job, and she knew that they were always a problem to be dealt with. If they kept their team small enough the pay might not be too bad, either, and she had no doubt that they could handle the job. But...

The religious woman in her was really, really curious about the monastery. Cassia would like the potential for money, of course, and Tristram might enjoy the challenge. So would she come to that. But the prospect of exploring a monastery lost so long ago was appealing regardless of both of those things. Sigi didn't really want to take on escort duty, so it really would need to be one of the two. But which one?

The northern woman hummed, just a little tune she remembered from her youth. She swayed in place a little while she thought, arms crossed over her chest. Not an easy call.

"I'm not sure about the jobs, Tristram. The orcs would be fine, but if too many people go maybe we don't get paid very well. But the monastery could be profitable and intriguing, too. But riskier. Cassia? Mr. Reinheart? Any thoughts?"



Some of these people have never worked a ball in their life.

It was enough to make a man despair. They weren't all supposed to be bodyguards, no, that wasn't quite their function but still. Not distressing the charge unduly, especially when that charge was the princess, should have been a clear prerequisite. This Sir Gerard was handling things with much more subtlety. But there was no shutting that box again now, so the question was how to handle it. Both the Knight-Captain and the Princess could both issue instructions, of course, but a proper planner was always thinking ahead anyway. In lieu of orders and even in conjunction one should always have a plan.

Nicomede didn't have all of his armor with him. It was a formal occasion, and what remained of his full set wasn't formal enough. But the spada da lato was as much a court sword as a proper weapon, and it was belted at his side accordingly. His off hand slipped casually to its hilt, palm resting lightly upon it. Not a move that anyone would pay much mind to, it bore no aggression or intent. Simply a shift of readiness. The other still held his glass and he took a sip, smiling in Gerard's direction.

"Then you've already learned the most important lesson in high society, Sir. When to stop drinking." He smiled and tilted his head slightly to invite the other knight closer, the motion disguised by another sip. He pitched his voice lower to ensure it wouldn't travel and redirected his attention. "Sir Rowan, we have neither the authority to usher the princess out nor would it be wise. We must also keep our voices down. It is for the Knight-Captain to inform her majesty of any problems, not for us to gossip about them aloud. We will not cause a scene. But we should be alert and stick loosely together."

"If Sir Gerard would fill us in about what he knows...?"
@Krayzikk@Caasicamsorry for jumping to conclusions. This hasn't been the best week for me.


No big deal, just sounding off to verify I'm here. Post tonight or tomorrow depending.
@HereComesTheSnow oh well I get busy with work or school. I work full time. I'm just not used to a lack of communication so far.

Like I'm ok if I have to wait a few days or a week. But the waiting and not knowing when the post is roughly going to be kills me.

@Raineh Dazejust haven't heard from the other two in my attempted group.

I'm just used to knowing the others schedules on my other rps. Cause we are friends on discord and all. So I blame that...


I'm still around, just have a lot of things to tackle outside of here. Generally I should never be gone for very long but @HereComesTheSnow can always get a hold of me if I'm needed urgently. If he can't I'm dead.
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