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Hayll has sought a suitable Queen to rule for years, but the one it has chosen has become the pawn of a manipulative Prince plotting genocide. While slaves fight for their lives in the Coliseum, Nero Augustus, Consul of Hayll, plunges the Territory towards war safely behind his puppet Queen.
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Author Topic: precious illusions  (Read 111 times)

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Offline Shinsuke no Izayoi

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precious illusions
« on: Mar 16, 18, 01:14:11 AM »
(Takes place two weeks after  Sleep Now in the Fire )


Shinsuke had not expected the courtesan to be proficient at chess.

He realized, now, how that thought spoke to his aristo status. He'd expected her to be less-educated, less adept than other women solely because of where she worked, rather than anything she'd done. It was the thinking of an elitist, someone accustomed to looking down upon others. Shinsuke had never been that man, but he feared that Hayll was having an effect upon him, one that he needed to quell. 

The woman, Solara, was better educated than many of her station and this Red Moon House was cleaner and better maintained than others he’d passed. His nightly walks around Draega told him that the Hayllians took better care of their whores than their homeless, an indictment of the Territory within itself. Shinksuke thought he understood barbarism and cruelty the day he watched Eyrien delegates torn apart and slain for the amusement of a land full of barbarians that held no respect for the sanctity of life.

Successive months inside the Coliseum had robbed him of those precious illusions.

Solara captured another of his pawns and favored him with a smile. Shinsuke offered her a nod of the head and smiled, moving his own piece to capture yet another of hers. She was good, better than most of the geisha his cousin in his cousin’s court. Not so good as his mother, but few people were. Shinsuke missed her, wondering if she was readying herself for the Kindling Festival. Did she count him among the departed? Did his family even know that anything had gone wrong?

The game ended and Solara rose from her seat.

Prince Izayoi, would you like another cup of tea?” the Witch asked.

Yes, Lady Solara, please.” he said. She turned and walked away, and Shinsuke noted the extra sway she put into her hips, guessing that it was solely for his benefit. He looked toward the window once more, wondering if Judas had made it out of the Coliseum before its fall. Whatever the being was that had freed them all, it had not held back in its destruction of that monstrous place. Shinsuke’s eyes passed over the large sitting room of the Red Moon House once more, noting the dark hardwood floors, the plush couches, and the paintings that adored the walls. The proprietor, Lady Vidanic, was said to be a woman of culture and refinement. Shinsuke had not yet met her, but the ladies told him that Judas often looked out for them in his mother’s stead. That had given Shinsuke some hope of running into the man, but that was last week.

Shinsuke inhaled slowly, letting the air fill him before releasing that breath and all of his worries with it. They said that Prince Judas would be here. Mother Night moved in her own time, not his.

He would wait as long as he necessary.

His quest depended upon it.

Offline Judas Vidanic

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Re: precious illusions
« Reply #1 on: Apr 01, 18, 01:34:37 AM »
It was not true that the sky had fallen the day the Coliseum did, but in many ways it felt like it had. The adrenaline that had poured through his veins in the days after as he watched over Lilith's too still sleep had not abated until he finally saw her safe and strong enough to no longer require his care. Not that she had needed much. Leave it to Lilith to have an entire Coliseum collapse on her only to be up and moving without issue a few days later.

He was proud that the Gray Jeweled Black Widow was the mother of his daughter. His only regret lay in not having been a part of her life for any of her childhood, but he did understand why Lilith had made the choice she had, even if his initial reaction left her office furniture in splinters. He had kept to his side of the bargain and worked hard to stay sober. Mostly sober. Sober adjacent.

On top of ensuring all of the women in his mother's establishment were cared for and safe, he had written letters to both his mother and Queen, letting them know what had happened and that he was okay. And then he had left to find Cadmus and the others. It did not take long for him to find them in Faro. His relationship with Cadmus had always been... complicated. But for Glory's sake, they had made their peace.

He had not been a slave. But he had kept any number of them alive on the sands of the Coliseum floor, and he cared to know that they still were. He only stayed for a few days, but it was long enough to see him satisfied with how many had survived and to give Cadmus a not insubstantial sum of money to see them fed.

Judas had earned money on their backs just like Pullo and those other pig fuckers had. Between his work, his mothers, and the vineyards, one thing they were not hurting for was money. Judas saw some of that money right back where it had been earned. It wasn't much as far as helping out. Hell, it didn't make up for fuck all they had endured. But if it kept them fed, well, he could see to help out there at the least.

Arriving home, he washed and changed before going next door to check on how everyone was doing and make sure no one had given them hell in his absence. Someone pointed him toward one the sitting rooms, and he made his way there, passing Solara as he did so. He nodded at her and she smiled at him. Despite feeling like an awkward beast of burden in his mother's fine establishment, he did manage to reach Shinsuke without breaking anything. Small mercies.

"Shinsuke," he said, rounding the man so he could see him. No doubt he'd already smelled the heavy dark Gray that rolled in front of him and clung to everything he touched. It was why he normally spent little time here, didn't want to scare off the customers. But right now, with the city in chaos, he figured it helped. "Good to see you alive."



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Re: precious illusions
« Reply #2 on: Apr 13, 18, 10:27:02 PM »
The scent of the Gray Warlord Prince was powerful enough to make the Tacean Prince sit up a bit straighter in his seat. Shinsuke, already alert for danger, was now even more watchful and aware of the gulf of power between himself and the Shield of Hayll. Shinsuke rose from his seat and to face the Warlord Prince, bowing in deference to the male who held both the higher caste and darker jewels. His bow was deep and perfect, offering all respect to the man who’d first explained the rules of the Coliseum to him and who had noticed Shinsuke taking care to protect and escort any Healer sent to aid those who’d competed for the pleasure of the bloodthirsty Hayllian savages.

“Judas, it’s good to see you, too. I’m glad you got out of the Colosseum before it came down.” Shinsuke said, meaning every word. There were few enough people that Shinsuke actually wanted to escape the destruction in the Coliseum, but this mad had made the short list. The others were probably scattered to the winds already. Shinsuke knew that he should have left Hayll for anywhere else in Terreille as soon as the collar came off, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

He still had a mission.

There’s been fear and panic in the streets since it happened. The Hundred Families appear to be shoring up their defenses. Or they are burying their heads in the sand. It’s hard to tell the difference some days.” Shinsuke said.

Shinsuke studied the male before him. At first glance, it appeared that they were of an age. Shinsuke wasn’t a young man. He’d just marked his forty-fourth year recently. He’d lost months to the Colosseum. Judas had the golden eyes of a Hayllian, but they lacked the deep gold lustre of the patrons of this establishment. His skin was duskier and Judas was covered in more scars than Shinsuke had ever seen on a living man. But the most striking feature was the scruff that the other man always possessed. Shinsuke couldn’t tell if Judas was a young man or an ancient one. Every time he tried to guess a Hayllian’s age, he failed miserably.

Most of the escapees went south with Cadmus and those others who aided in freeing us. I overheard a few of the talking about it before they left.” Shinsuke said.

I came here to ask what your plans are. There’s a lot happening here and I don’t know the lay of the land. So I need the help of a local. This is my first time on the mainland. I don’t even fully know how I ended up here, but I have my suspicions. Either way, I need to learn more about Hayll if I’m going to find the people I’m looking for.” he said, looking down at the floor. Shinsuke hated being at a disadvantage. Asking for help was not an issue, but he felt like a child thrown to the wolves. Those wolves were circling and he was already exotic-looking enough to draw attention if he went somewhere without knowing how to act.

Will you help me?

 

 

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