B-but sir, I--
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Thread Topic: B-but sir, I--
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Caine: *slaps him* Search harder!
*rubs cheek, closing eyes*
*softly*
Yes, my king.
After: *sighing at Caine, flanked by Harley and Demitri* *all of them are dressed in armor and look tired af* -
Shyan: What are you looking for, may I ask? *little smirkkk*
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It's not a what, it's a who.
*crosses arms, scowling*
My daughter.
Dairi: The bird jerk snagged her up again after we just got her baaaaaaaaaack. We can't find them anywhere.
After: Why, do you want to help? -
Shyan: Bird jerk? Daughter? Sounds troubling.. *laughs* Me? Help? A king? Dear boy, not in the slightest. I have my own things to attend to..
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Dairi: It is troubling. *pouts*
After: Well. I only assumed you wanted to, seeing as how you asked with a.. Rather interesting fate. My apologizes.
Caine: ..A king? *raises an eye* And to whom do I owe the pleasure..? -
Shyan: *bows, lowly* Oh, I'm not the king. You are. *stands* *grins* Though, perhaps, not for long.. Aeration crumbled, splintered into little bitty peaces. Perhaps your kingdom shall follow suit?
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After: *narrows eyes, staring at him*
Harley: *shoves past everyone, grabbing at Shyan* HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT--
Back down, Harley.
Harley: *snarls, stalking back to After's side*
*moves, resting a hand on sword*
I'm afraid you're mistaken.. We're in perfectly good shape. I believe we'll continue this way.. And we can always aid Aeration if needed. But just who are you? -
Shyan: Aid something that no longer exists? There is no Aeration, but rather.. Twenty five little pockets, ruled by children who haven't the slightest clue what they're doing. *slides over to Caine's side, ruffling his hair, before slipping away* Who am I? The better question is, who are you? Who were you? Who will you be? *wicked laughter, disappearing*
Iann: *there, flanked by his brothers, all of which are dressed in full armor* *low growl* He was here, wasn't he? We missed him.. Again. -
*blinks, opening mouth to say something*
*HAIR HAS BEEN RUFFLED*
*tenses up, staring*
What do you.. What do you mean!? Wait--
*and oh look he's gone*
*stares*
*then turns, staring at Iann*
..Who are you people? Why are strangers showing up in the castle?
After: I do not know, my lord.. My apologizes, we seem to be slacking on patrols..
Harley: Hey, it's Iann!
Everyone else: Who's that? .-. -
Iann: ..Oh, lord, Harley, they're still under Alicia's magic, aren't they? Kavel..
Kavel: *takes off helmet* *helmet hair poor babe* Got it. *disappears, reappearing with a large trail of vials*
Iann: Harley, if you could, have them all drink these? Should fix them right up.
Abel: Iann, not to be rude, but, we have more pressing matters than restoring memories right now. -
Harley: Alright. *and shoves one into everyone's hands*
Caine: Woah woah woah, I'm not.. I'm not taking this! Harley, are you sure this is safe?
Harley: ..DRINK IT NOW. >:O
*and the two start arguing like children*
Dairi: *sighs* *and looks at them* Mind sharing the pressing matters? -
Abel: No. *narrows eyes* Not with you, you little fail-
Iann: ABEL. Watch your mouth. You may be a king, but you are still my younger brother, and I will knock you down a peg if need be.
Wayne: Dairi.. *sighs* That man, his name is Shyan. He's a dangerous convict who escaped from the main prison the day Aeration split. He's.. Well, he's a murderer. And the worst kind. He plays will people's heads. He can make lovers turn against one another. It's.. Well, he's after someone, um, kind of important.
(What was Dairi's girlfriend's name) -
Dairi: ..;w; *pouts, nibbling on the vial all sad bc he got put down by Caine and Abel in the same hour aww* *after a moment of pouting* ..Who is he after? And how do you know my naaaaaaame?
Harley: DRINK THE VIAL DAMMIT DAIRI.
Dairi: *EEPS AND DRINKS IT* -
(Azalea)
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(dark I asked a question)
Wayne: ..Now that you've drank that, I don't think I should tell you. It may upset you.
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