forum Constellation Knights (7/12) (Open)

Started September 01, 2019 by @CasiCasino group

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"And what about this guy?" Quebec dragged the corpse of Basilisk over to where most of the Zodiac knights were gathered. "Looks like you should start selling healing items" He looked at Matthew's beaten up figure

“Well then, shall we?” Draco held up his badge as he started to move away from Lata. He knew that she was not really prepared for a fight this early but this was how training works, you don’t know when fights are going to happen so it’s better if you know how to work with your powers in stressful situations rather than being used to it all the time.

The girl took a deep breath before putting herself in a comfortable stance. She was curious as to what Draco's power was still. He was able to control the energy dragon… things as if it were his own ability. The girl desperately hoped it wasn't replication. Otherwise, she was screwed.

Matthew coughed a bit.
“Perhaps” he giggled a little.
“I’d be my first customer I think”
The knight figurine looked at the Basilisk and examined him. “We could have Horologium turn him back to normal. That dude’s in the left wing, second floor” the knight mentioned.

Draco smiled softly as he kept the badge in his pocket.
“Libra’s trail will be a bit different from the others because you won’t be fighting—“ draconic wings sprouted from his back “—you’ll be playing a game of tag with me. Hitting me once within the time limit of five minutes and you pass the trail” he nodded once as he finished the order.

“Still… the kingdom used to be more entertaining especially when fights were fair and square…” the figure in front of Xara mentioned through the solid dark gray mask they had covering the bottom half of their face.

Xara scoffed. "There's never been such thing as a fair fight."

The figure sighed.
“I can’t fully agree or argue with that statement. It used to be close to a ‘fair fight’ but now it’s just… what the hell even is this? The stronger knights are corrupted by General Indas, most of the knights in affiliation to General Syzen and General Frensa, excluding myself, don’t even know what the hell they’re supposed to do in this kind of situation” the figure started to complain.

Xara nodded heavily in agreement. "I thought they were supposed to teach us whatever the hell that is, but I suppose they're just having us learn through stupid things like that," she gestured to the pair fighting. "And it's completely ridiculous, I mean, really and truly stupid."

“Again, I can’t agree and argue with that statement completely unfortunately. The reason for that is because I was put in the same situation before; listen to a tape in my helm play and someone expects to be able to mimic the tape exactly? Insane. I mean I passed but what does it mean in the end? Did I get a prize for winning? No. Fame perhaps? Definitely not. And worse for me than it is for you, I was fighting a damn corrupted dragon from the Qiryu kingdom as my trail. Who the hell thought that that was a good idea?! And here I am today as the Furnace Constellation, one knight basically no one knew existed even though I’ve saved more lives than the beautiful and cute Phoenix and even the attractive and cool-looking Draco combined for crying out loud” the figure complaints were getting louder, perhaps due to the fact that it was getting a bit personal for the knight.

Xara sighed. "That's nice. Attractive people get all the attention, as I've learned," she said flatly. "So… do they have a reason for picking people for this… lovely event, or do they just pick addresses at random?"

“That I don’t know much about, sorry” the figure replied. They turned towards the commotion faraway as their eyes finally hit the light. Their right eye was blank and the right side of their face was burnt to a crisp while their left eye showed a yellow iris and their left side was a pale slate for a face.
“Well, for Frensa’s knights, some are explainable; Draco was a royal guard of Qiryu, the Dragon Kingdom, before he became an officer, Horologium was a clockmaker, Lyra was an amazing lyre player, Auriga was a popular charioteer from Phastia, there’s more but I don’t remember most of them”

Quebec dragged the body inside the palace leaving small trails of blood. He pulled it up flights of stairs until he reached the second floor. He continued to lead the corpse to the right side and sighed.

Draco smiled softly as he kept the badge in his pocket.
“Libra’s trail will be a bit different from the others because you won’t be fighting—“ draconic wings sprouted from his back “—you’ll be playing a game of tag with me. Hitting me once within the time limit of five minutes and you pass the trail” he nodded once as he finished the order.

Lata was unsure if he was patronizing her this way or if she should feel relieved. "Fine," she replied, concentrating on his form. The trial supposedly sounded easy, but were she to guess, his wings could carry him quite fast. That meant she would have to attempt to summon a few of the dragons at once. Then an idea came to her. Draco never specified there had to be a certain way to tag him. She had both her 'old' and new ability to use. Lata grinned. "Let's do this."

A figure passed by Quebec and looked at him confusingly.
“Where are you heading?” They asked with a polite tone.

As Lata finished her statement, Draco flew upwards at a fast speed, hard for even a bird to follow him. There was also a sphere around Draco, a translucent one. He flew around Lata in random directions, making it hard to hit him by just focusing on his figure.

“That I don’t know about, sorry” the figure replied. They turned towards the commotion faraway as their eyes finally hit the light. Their right eye was blank and the right side of their face was burnt to a crisp while their left eye showed a yellow iris and their left side was a pale slate for a face.

Xara winced. "That's fun," she mumbled to herself, trying not to stare.

The figure turned back to Xara.
“Are you…” their tone seemed depressed “…never mind, everyone’s afraid of my appearance, there’s no use in asking is there?” They laughed dryly to themself as they turned back to the town.
“Anywhere you want to go as for the moment?”

"Hey, now, don't make assumptions," Xara scolded. "I'm not so stupid as to be afraid of a burnt face."

The Furnace Constellation smirked a bit as they raised their hand to their eyes, preventing their eyes from the blinding light.
“So… anywhere you wanna go? I can take you there or, you know, anything you wanna know about?”

Xara shrugged and looked up at him. "Is there anything I particularly need to know?"

Luc sighed and stood up, heading away from the entiery of whatever the hell just happened and to a tavern, somewhere with a good bar.

“Interesting question” the Furnace Constellation commented as he tapped his chin in thorough thought. “One thing you should know is the fact that most of the knights don’t like each other and would most likely screw each other up when they have the chance” he mentioned.

Just down the same street as Lucisan was walking down existed a new-looking tavern with posters outside which ranged from promotions to new menu posters. The interior of the tavern was decorated quite neatly and looked modern and up-to-date. It was definitely opened at this time.

"Great, fun, it's updated, which means people will be there." He muttered, walking right past it because if he was anything, he was antisocial and loved making things fucking difficult.

“Interesting question” the Furnace Constellation commented as he tapped his chin in thorough thought. “One thing you should know is the fact that most of the knights don’t like each other and would most likely screw each other up when they have the chance” he mentioned.

Xara gave him a quizzical look. "So… what, try not to start any fights?"

(Why did I see that coming…)

Pass the mentioned tavern was another older looking one which did not have much color nor did it have much people around.

“Basically, and also don’t be surprised when we start killing each other” the Fornax added. His eyes looked up from the ground and grabbed Xara by her shoulders, pulling her behind him as a blade came down on his chest.
“Oi oi, what the hell? I was aiming for the girl, not you” the attacker stood up straight while the Furnace Constellation started bleeding from his chest.

Luc gave a small thumbs up to himself, slinging his bag over his shoulder and walking into the bar. He sat down and placed his bag at his feet, making sure to keep an eye on it.