SkeankySnack

Knighthood: Of Gods and Titans (season 2)

Im going to let everyone play for a while before Raven and Christian make any moves then we'll go from there.

@Themerlinhawk

hoh hoh hoh, and some moves they will make indeed ;)

A Love That Shall Not Be Named

Enjoy that novel xD

@lovely complex

Yep, that's a pulitzer prize winner right there.

A Love That Shall Not Be Named

@BeastofDestiny

I really wanted to finish that last part.

<Snipped quote>

"...With a ten foot pole."

@AimeChambers

I think every time Kiyoshi says he 'doesn't want to touch that' the length of the pole should increase by 5 feet.

A Love That Shall Not Be Named

Kiyoshi blinked, staring in mild confusion as the events unfolded before him. 'Siri? Really?' He'd been called worse, the name itself was pretty immature, and he was way more intelligent than an iphone feature though. 'Real cute' He sighed and pulled out a book from his backpack flipping through the pages idly just to kill time. Despite only being a little bit late to homeroom, it seemed as though he had missed quite a bit of activity, looks like everyone was already getting along for the new year. Soon enough though the book was already boring and he put it down, opting to look at the class around him and gauge who he'd be with this year.

All the usual familiar faces surrounded him, acquaintances at best, people he never really got close to, with the exception of Matthew of course. Off in the front corner of the room was the girl who made his heart flutter, already sleeping the day away too. He looked away and out the window, lest he be caught staring, it was embarrassing enough that he didn't have the courage to ask her out on a date, no need to let the other students tease him or complicate the situation further. His eyes wandered the snowy wonderland that had engulfed the school grounds when his eye caught something interesting. Both Gigi and Darian, walking off towards...somewhere? Now where could those two be headed off to? And for what purpose exactly?

He found the situation a little unusual and curiosity was getting the better of him, but he felt he should sit on this one, he had no intention of being around 'bitch master supreme', but the fact that Gigi was walking alongside her? 'Nope...I don't want to touch that.'

Knighthood: Of Gods and Titans (season 2)

A Dance for the Guests

Elias & Maelyn

Day 3, Evening

Maelyn gazed up at the night sky with wonder and awe, she hadn't seen such a beautiful aurora since her travels took her far south, it reminded her of days on the gypsy caravan, the group gathered around the fire and the music she played to them. Those were peaceful days, and very peaceful nights, and here she was, performing for the bride and groom, the master and mistress of stars, on the night of their wedding. For her, to be a part of such happiness and love, even in such a small way, it filled her with glee. Looking over at her brother, however, a small frown graced her lips, as he fiddled with the buttons on his shirt, looking like he was absolutely hating life.

"How in the hell you convinced me to wear this stupid monkey suit, is beyond me." The hot-headed young man complained, having worked off four of the seemingly endless contraptions that bound this cloth to his body.

Maelyn shook her head and stepped in front of her brother, slapping away his hands, and working a couple of the buttons back together, "I didn't convince you, I asked you, because I wanted you to look nice and actually wear clothing for this one time (That's far too open, you'll scare the children). Plus, you're going to be coming onstage for the final song, and I don't want you up there shirtless little brother." Smiling at her handiwork she smoothed out the wrinkles in his shirt from all the fidgeting he was doing, "Besides, I think you look very handsome"

Elias snorted, "Says you..."

"I did though, didn't I?" she raised an eyebrow, a small smirk growing. Maelyn knew her brother didn't exactly like to wear a shirt, or any upper body attire to begin with, but for the times when he did wear clothing, she did appreciate it. He even had his crazy and wild hair tied back in a pony tail, still just as crazy, but much more tame than usual. She on the other hand, was wearing a very class and elegant blue dress knowing that this was a wedding, she didn't want to capture too much attention away from the bride, especially since, when onstage, there would be plenty of eyes on her. "I know it's a lot to bear Elias, but you've done well so far, its only for a couple more hours, then you can tear the clothing to pieces or what have you."

Elias raised a questioning brow, "...Promise?" Maelyn nodded in reponse and Elias tucked his hands into his pocket, "Fine, I'll deal with it a little longer." His eyes looked over to the stage and the group that was playing music was beginning to finish up their final song, "I think you're up next sis, good luck, I'll be at the bar." He started walking away.

"Don't forget, you're playing with me for the final song, that's why we got you the rental!" He raised his hand and waved in a 'yea, yea, I got you' sort of manner as he continued to trudge off. Maelyn smiled, despite how uncouth he was appearing, he was actually being far more cooperative than she could have hoped for. She breathed in, then out, and with confidence and starry eyes, she made her way towards the stage.

---

Elias

Elias was in quite a pickle, the longer he was wearing this shirt and jacket, the more he was hating life, but he insisted on having a good time tonight. What better way was there to have a good time, other than getting blitzkriegingly drunk at the bar. Just as he was arriving, some rather petite looking girl had just downed the last of a bottle of some liquid and smashed it on the deck before laughing in the face of some armor plated behemoth and calling him out on some challenge they were in. He already liked this girl and slid his way over to a seat next to her.

"Hell yeah! At least someone here knows how to party! Barkeep, I'll have what she's having"

"Apologies sir, but she...drank it all..." The rather timid man looked petrified, now having to deal with another raucous individual.

"You're shitting me?! Fine, give me the strongest thing you have back there, I need to get on this girl's level. Got room for one more in your little competition?"

---

Maelyn

Breathe in, breathe out.
Maelyn took to the stage, her light steps tapping on the wooden planks, with violin in hand she began to pluck at the stings and pass the bow across them, fine tuning them for the performance ahead. She paid no mind to the crowds in front of her, this wasn't her first live performance, though it was the first in quite a long while, and in front of such a large audience. She was excited, nervous, anxious, normal things to be feeling in front of a crowd of people, but she knew she could handle them. Christian himself had personally asked her to perform for the reception, despite being one of the newer members of the tower, her reputation had preceded her. She spent several weeks picking and choosing from different songs, practicing her heart out, and incorporating a harmony within her melody. She wanted something that encapsulated the beauty of her instrument, but wouldn't be so dull and boring that only slow dances like 'The Waltz' could be incorporated into them; she wanted the guests to have a little fun.
Breathe in, breathe out.
She played a few notes across the instrument, channeling her magic through them, and in a few flashes of light, four gleaming totems appeared. Small and glorious beings, conjured by her magic, they would serve in her performance this evening, for as she played, she'd be able to channel her magic to allow the four totems to retain a beat and harmony to her songs. The young woman gave a slight curtsy to the crowd, and the totems also bowed in motion with her. Violin and bow in hand, she began her first set.

Knighthood: Of Gods and Titans (season 2)

@BeastofDestinyThey're good

@Themerlinhawk

Woooo!

Knighthood: Of Gods and Titans (season 2)

@Themerlinhawk sorry don't mean to pester, but are the eurona siblings approved?
I was hoping to have Maelyn give a live performance at the reception if it's alright with you.

Knighthood: Of Gods and Titans (season 2)

Rest Calm & Remember Me

Gibraltar & Lethal @lovely complex

~Many Years Ago~

The sound of wood clacking against each other resounded in the hot afternoon sky, flowers bloomed and birds sang, the wind caressed the grass as it floated over, each blade dancing to the motion. The summer was unusually warm that year, but it hadn't stopped Gibraltar from training and honing his skills with a sword, his face was full of concentration as he stepped, and moved, and parried, and struck. The motions he had been practicing were becoming more fluid and slowly he was becoming more and more confident, bolder even as he tried to strike at his sparring partner, who's swordplay far exceeded his own. In a miscalculation, however, he missed the strike, his opponent parried and...

THWACK! THWACK!

Down Gibraltar went with a loud thud, flat on his back, groaning slightly in pain, but more so panting from the exhaustion of training all afternoon. Sweat drenched his clothing and glistened on his skin in the sunlight, his chest rising and falling with the motions. Marks and bruises were pecked all across his body from getting struck so many times and falling to the ground.

"Ha! You're getting better every day, keep that up and you might actually be able to hit me for once." A hand reached down for him, the grin of his comrade wide across his face.

"Ass, I'll get you yet," The half orc graciously accepted the hand and was pulled up from the ground.

"I think that's enough for today, sun's hotter than an infernal in heat, plus beating you to a pulp works up quite the appetite."

A swift jab to the shoulder was Gibraltar's response as the two men shared a laugh and started heading back down from the fields towards the village. They followed their way down a dirt path through a forested area, the tree shade a welcoming relief from the beaming sun. This was a path they had traveled many times before and one that Gibraltar in his young age was certain he'd be travelling through many more times in the future. The two would talk, make plans as to what they would be eating, tactics to give them an advantage, village gossip and all the sort, but there was one particular conversation that peaked his interest above all else.

"You know, Rosanna has been asking a lot about you."

"Oh?" curiosity peaked, an eyebrow raised, but his voice remained calm, "And what exactly has she been asking a lot about?

"Normal things, curious things, like what's your favorite food, where do you like to go, how big are his muscles~." The last part was expressed rather dramatically as the orc batted his eyelashes and clasped his hands together in a feminine action. "Girls don't ask those kind of things unless they're interested in a guy."

"I'm sure she's not that interested in me."

"Oh don't give me that kind of crap! Just talk to her, see where things go!"

"Mathias..."

"Look, I'm not asking you to marry her, just talk to her, ask her how her day was! Girls love it when a guy is interested in their every day life, they eat it up!"

"...well...I suppose it couldn't hurt."

"That's my champ!" A firm hand clapped against Gibraltar's back, "You'll have to tell me how it goes."

Their talking had stilled for a few moments before Gibraltar asked, "She didn't really want to know how big my muscles were did she?"

"Nah, I made that last part up."

---

*gasp* Gibraltar shot his upper body up from his prone position, he was panting heavily and his eyes darted around the room, rather panicked. It was just his room....just his bed...everything was in order and it was still dark outside...just a dream...
He sighed and laid himself back down, gently and eased himself back into a comfortable position.

"Have a bad dream?" The shifting form asked him as it perched itself close to him. His eyes were properly adjusted to the darkness as they set themselves upon the feminine form of his partner, Rosanna.

"Yea..." He sighed and raised a hand to his forehead, wiping away at the cold sweat that had formed there.

The woman shifted herself closer and laid her chest against his, tracing her fingers lightly against his skin, "What about?"

"It wasn't important...nothing you need to worry about."

"Dreams are always important, that's why I'm asking, and I'm curious too."

Her curiosity always got the better of her, and Gibraltar was always more than willing to oblige in his partner's requests. Sighing he looked up towards the ceiling, "I only remember bits and pieces, but there was fire, and death everywhere, the village was in flames..." he looked to her, "You were gone..."

"Hmmm~" Her fingers continued to trace the contours of his firm flesh, "But I'm not gone, am I? I'm right here."

"Yea...you're right here" his hand snaked around her and pulled her closer, before he planted a gentle kiss on her head "Sorry...I'm just feeling a little fearful right now."

"You don't need to be afraid love," She nuzzled her face into his, "I'm not going anywhere."

"I know..." His eyes began to flutter close and soon, sleep took him once more.

---

Day 3, Evening

The cyborg was mid-inhaling when Abiteth posed the question to him and he suddenly stopped, somewhat shocked at the rather impromptu inquiry. He considered her question very carefully, so carefully that his inaction might have been considered alarming. Eventually he did exhale, a small cloud of smoke exiting his mouth.

"To miss something, would be to regret something. I do not regret the decisions I have made that have changed my life...my body."

He plucked the cigarette from his mouth and gripped it in his closed fist, a small jolt of electricity running through it before he opened his palm and the ashes of the partially remaining fag were carried off in the wind. He stared down at his hand, testing each digit as they contracted and extended before clenching his fist once more. His attention turned towards the bride and groom, they looked quite happy together, "However...nostalgia does at times invade my mind. I can still dream, and my dreams feel quite real to me."

He went back to his hand and turned his wrist over, staring at the back before turning it back to his palm, "I'll feel the grass beneath my feet, the sun's warmth against my face, the gentle caress of a woman against my skin," He paused, considering his next words carefully, "Maybe I do miss it at times, but I wouldn't change my decision, not for anything." He turned to his companion, "Why do you ask? Do you regret turning me into what I am?"

Knighthood: Of Gods and Titans (season 2)

@Themerlinhawk Updated the Battle Bards Character sheets with the finalized product. Let me know if you need me to make any changes or add anything onto it.

Knighthood: Of Gods and Titans (season 2)

I'm assuming no one wants to interfere with Levi/Necro's shenanigans? I'll post again soon.

@Dead Cruiser

I want to see things unfold, why be a hindrance?