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location: Vertti Household
Grisaia was always the one to follow orders, even if said orders wouldn't benefit the Mistress. Despite wanting to stay by her side, Vertti asked him to keep guard outside of her room. It was a simple task, really, just make sure that no one would enter until she was finished acquiring the royal seal.
Or at least he thought it wouldn't be difficult.
Many, almost countless times, a searing hot anger poured into his veins. The stench of death and revenge clung to his body as he personally couldn't hold back from retaliating against someone who was once a friend. It was something he thought he could never forget, especially since he could've easily prevented the circumstances, something that would stick with him for the rest of his life, but as his master died in front of him over and over and over again, Grisaia was forced to relinquish the grudges and memories he normally wouldn't in favor of standing guard in front of Vertti's room.
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...It was a simple task, really...
While he had no intention of eavesdropping, the rabbit boy couldn't stop his ears from picking up the conversation happening on the other side of the door. Vertti told him not to trust Mie...that she wasn't someone they could call a friend. So why were they talking to each other as if this was the norm? Every cell in his body screamed to go in and protect the Mistress, but his mind remained focused on the order given to him.
Contracts, bargaining, and even...wait, did he hear that right? Although now really wasn't the time for such things, Grisaia felt like he heard something he probably shouldn't, expression neutral and almost a little downcast. The two in the other room continued on as if Vertti's life changing question was never even mentioned. He probably zoned out after that, because when the crystal eyes boy came back to, Mie accepted. This...this was happening too fast for Grisaia to honestly comprehend. It sounded like a political friendship with benefits more than anything else. Was the blonde really too dense to realize they harbored at some romantic feeling for each other? And, finally, the most important question in all of this...
Was he suppose to call Mie his mom now?
Too flustered to think about it any further, Grisaia pushed the thoughts and feeling of not getting a say in any of this out of his brain, his eyes moving to something he could distract himself with. Fortunately, well more like unfortunately for him, everything seemed to be in order. Adhara nor Anubis have reported anything of value, and no one seemed to be acting out of the ordinary from where he was looking.
The blond opted to hesitantly knock on the Mistress' door instead, a slight frown tugging at his features.
"...I-Is everything alright...in there?" He mumbled out, still unsure about how to take what just transpired.
Eiko || current outfit
Just as the young girl said she would, Eiko traversed the skies, her flight path being a clockwise circle around the barricades as well as Vertti's household. Because of how reinforced said barricades were, Eiko didn't have to worry much about any cultists running around and instead helped a few stragglers find their way to Vertti's. Everything had been relatively okay until her attention was pulled to something far past what she was restricting herself to. Of course the cultists weren't going to give up so easily, readily prepared with siege engines, catapults, and trebuchets, probably getting ready to charge into the city.
She needed to go alert the other about this...but the panic it could cause would only make their situation worse. If anything Eiko could get herself a better look and see where exactly they were planning to strike before spreading information. And that's exactly what she did. Steeling herself by offering a prayer to Od Laguna, Eiko flew towards and past the city walls, only to let out a squeak at the sight of a magical wind carrying the weapons of the cultists over the walls, onto the unsuspecting people guarding said walls, and through a bit of her flight path if she was still following it. Eiko didn't take the time to see who or what caused that wind as she instead hurried towards the group of cultists arms with the ranged contraptions and siege engines, hoping to at least get a better idea and disrupt them from potentially causing any harm.
