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Author Topic: familiar companions  (Read 318 times)

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Offline Dyad Eilvyre

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familiar companions
« on: Mar 20, 19, 03:15:37 PM »
( Winter 194 - Oberaula )

The clatter of wood and the ring of steel reached her ears, piercing them with the sounds of war though the exertion that Dyad put forth was for practice instead. A shift of her stance had her pivoting on the balls of her feet. Teeth flashed in a hiss, carved into the shadows with a slash of playful agitation as she thrust forward again. This was as much a dance as any of those she'd had to learn for festivals, but it was a deadly array put to the melody of an instinct that ran deep in the Dea al Mon's veins.

"That is enough for now."

She wanted to lash out unrestrained and furious for the training session to be called to an end before she was weary from it. Tension bristled in the way she held herself poised, eyes following the footsteps of her opponent as they backed away with a polite nod of their head to both the young Queen and the guard that was running the session. A breath was taken slow and steady through the witch's nose, let out through lips that parted with the hope of releasing the stress along with the frustration. "Thank you," polite courtesy never hurt anyone and it was to be expected in the same way that she dipped her head in return and handed off the practice sword to the guard.

"My Lady, are you alright?"

Before anything more could be said, Dyad raised a look of stone to the guard, willing more with her heart than her gifts for them to drop the issue. "I am fine, thank you. That will be all." The dismissal was as much for herself as anyone else as she pulled off her gloves and pocketed them, massaging out the pain in her hands from where she'd curled them into fists. The training had been a necessity in the wake of the Brood's abduction of her Queen, but they were also a reminder that she was vulnerable. If Lady Moriwen could be taken, then so could she and anyone else here in the court. A part of her wanted to reach out to the land, following the pathways under the ground as the roots tangled together, branching out up through tree trunks and limbs, hoping to find the familiar scent of the Queen she'd trained under.

There was another that she wanted to find even more, and just as she had many times before, Dyad forced that desire down into the deepest recesses of her heart and turned away from it as she had the guard who had worked with her just now. She was weary of feeling as if the place where her friend once stood was now a poorly healed wound, constantly being reopened at every fresh reminder. The past could not be changed, only learned from. Even so, it didn't help her yearning for times that had seemed simpler. Tongue passing along dried lips and swallowing past the knot in her throat, Dyad shook off the feeling and walked out toward the forests.

She wouldn't stray far, hardly even a glance away from any searching probe, but she needed the familiar feeling of the land under her fingertips, and that was exactly what she did as she settled into a patch of grass and brought her knees up to her chest.

Offline Lockstep Leomaer

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Re: familiar companions
« Reply #1 on: Mar 25, 19, 10:24:22 PM »
Lockstep had been hopeful that the news of Brood activity in the area might mean there was evidence of his little brother’s whereabouts as well. The Brood activity was serious; Lockstep had heard bits of conversation about an abduction. He wondered how he would retrieve his brother from them if they had managed to kidnap a Queen. The thought also made him fear for his own Queen. He had only just found her, and her apparent penchant for fighting the Brood still caused his stomach to turn over.

He pushed that worry back in his mind as far as he could. There was apparently nothing he could do to get her to stop, so constantly worrying was not going to help matters. Perhaps if he banded together with some of her other bonded... Shaking his head, Lockstep glanced around. He was not here to solve issues with Virtuosa; he was here to visit Dyad. The connection to her family was good for business, and he had sort of befriended her as a child, despite their age difference. So this would be partly a social call, partly for appearances for business. It was something his father would have wanted him to do if he was alive.

After answering a few questions about who he was and why he was here, Lockstep got directions to find her from one of the guards. Thankfully she was not too far away; with the Brood activity in the area, sticking close was smart.

“Hello, Lady Dyad,” Lockstep said, approaching her from the side to try not to startle her. He was purposely loud as he walked for the same reason. When he stopped, he gave her a protocol-perfect bow. “I was in the area, so I figured I would stop by and see how you’re doing.” He was pretty sure she would soon be approaching her Offering, although he didn’t know exactly how old she was.

Offline Dyad Eilvyre

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Re: familiar companions
« Reply #2 on: Mar 26, 19, 09:08:53 PM »
The warmth of the Yellow in her hand, shining like a miniature sun between the cracks of her fingered cage, was a comforting presence. A part of her wished to feel only that and to hide away in it as she might have once tried to hide in the shadowed forests beyond Oberaula. Such things scared her now.

She felt more than heard the approach, though the male had done plenty to make sure that his presence was known. It was probably a good thing considering the fight still running through her veins, sharpening her senses and making her eyes narrow for a moment at the intrusion.

Those she seemed as outsiders were often met with an air of cool distrust, but she let herself get a sense for who it was, and then familiarity softened her features into a gentler smile. “Prince Leomaer,” she greeted. The bow he gave her was nothing less than she would have expected, and the young Queen rose up primly to give the required answer.

She greeted him as one might a friend, but held back by the common courtesies of court behavior and Protocol. She was no longer a child running rampant in her parents gardens after all, but a Queen in training at a proper court. It made her heart ache for those simpler times -  if the term 'simple’ could even be used without making her insides writhe.

“That is very kind of you, Prince. Are you in Oberaula on business with your family? It would be nice to extend a greeting to them as well.” Namely, it would be expected of her, or so she felt whenever anyone from her past came knocking. Even then, she was working for Oberaula now, and any business brought in was a boon to the people she served and the lands she helped to tend. “Would you walk with me?”

Offline Lockstep Leomaer

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Re: familiar companions
« Reply #3 on: Apr 20, 19, 06:06:24 PM »
Lockstep managed not to wince at the mention of his family. It was clear that news of his father’s death had not made it to Dyad, which he supposed made sense. It was Lockstep’s and Dyad’s fathers who had the business arrangement. It now fell to Lockstep and Dyad’s father, but he could see how a Queen in training would not have the news filtered to her.


“Of course,” Lockstep agreed, offering her his arm as they began to walk. Sometimes walking helped him organize his thoughts, so he was glad for the movement.

“Business with my family, yes, kind of,” Lockstep said, knowing that it was not a very good answer, but it was something for him to say while sorting out the rest of what he had to tell her. “I heard of the brood activity around here, and I had to come see for myself. You see... my little brother, Myriad, has been taken by his mother.” He was not sure if Dyad had ever met the four year old boy; Lockstep didn’t think so, but maybe she had. “I was to take custody of him upon our father’s death, however Myriad’s mother took him and left.” There, a quick way to get the mention of his father’s death out of the way, hopefully casually enough that Dyad would not feel like she had to make a big deal of it. Lockstep missed his father, of course, but it was easier to handle that in private rather than through condolences.

“His mother intended to join the Brood.” How she thought that would be a good place to take a child, he had no idea, but he did not pretend to understand what she was thinking.

Offline Dyad Eilvyre

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Re: familiar companions
« Reply #4 on: Apr 22, 19, 12:28:25 PM »
The comfortable and familiar curve of a male’s arm offered to her was taken as she wove her arm into his and rested her other hand over his wrist. How strange it was to be warmed by a small act of kindness, even if it was just an old acquaintance asking how she was doing. She must be getting rather lonely to feel such an ache in her heart, yearning for companionship. Still, a nod was given as they began to walk and he confirmed that he was in on business.

She had never expected the form that his business had taken though, and as he kept on explaining, her heart only grew more troubled as it sank with the news of what had become of his family. Her feet stopped entirely, pulling on him a bit as she paused in the street and tilted her head up to look at him with a feeling of uncertainty. What could she say to lessen the pain she felt beyond his answer? She was fairly certain that there was nothing that could make it right ever again except for the presence of his younger brother safe in his arms.

“I am so sorry. Lockstep…” Her voice trailed into silence as her brows drew together. Ashen blonde hair curled around her as she gave a soft shake of her head. Protocol and etiquette was forgotten as his words sank in. “I know that no words can ever… I am so sorry though. Your father would be proud that you’re going after your brother to bring him home. He’d be proud of you.” She was not overly exempliarly with Queen’s craft aside from geass, still learning much of it and discovering her strengths, but that didn’t matter as she pressed her fingers over his wrist with a light Touch.

If she could convey how much she understood of that pain - the hurt that came from losing someone close to you - then she would in that moment. He was not alone in that, or here, and she gave a small, saddened smile to him in an effort to appear stronger than she was. Stronger than she’d tried to portray to so many in over the past year. “We had an attack not long ago. Lady Moriwen was taken.” She paused in memory of the Queen who had been training her. Silent for a second before she continued. “A foreign Priestess has been taken as well. I can’t guarantee that it will help you with your quest, but talking with some of the guard might help you learn more.”

Offline Lockstep Leomaer

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Re: familiar companions
« Reply #5 on: Aug 05, 19, 02:26:15 PM »
"Thank you," Lockstep said in a quiet tone. It was tough to think of how his little brother might be faring. He was so young, but he certainly knew what the Brood were, and Lockstep could only imagine how scared he must be if the boy's mother told him where she was taking him. Some days, he felt embarrassed that he allowed her to hoodwink him. Other days he was angry and wanting revenge. Mostly, though, he was just scared.

Words of support were helpful, though. Lockstep allowed the Touch to wash over him, taking comfort in it, however light it was. It was a bit odd now to feel a Queen's touch now that he had found his own. Not unpleasant, just different. It was also nice knowing that someone else thought his father would be proud. This was something Lockstep knew as well, but having confirmation was heartening.

"I cannot believe that boldness," Lockstep said. He had gotten news of the Queen's kidnapping, but no details. And though he doubted that it had any connection to his brother, it definitely could not hurt to ask around to see if the guards had seen anything. It was possible since the current lead he was chasing down had pointed him this way.

"I'll be sure to ask around," Lockstep told her, feeling a bit more composed now. He ran his free hand over his coat out of habit, smoothing away nonexistent wrinkles. "Have they been leaning on you in her absence?" Lock asked. He was not sure of what other Queens might be around, although he supposed the Triangle could step forward and rule in her absence, at least for a while during an investigation. However, Lockstep was concerned that leaning on a Queen-in-training would be too much pressure on her.