forum Constellation Knights (7/12) (Open)

Started September 01, 2019 by @CasiCasino group

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Luc headed out of the gates, going to the coffee shop the Librarian told him. Caffeine is needed for this bullshit. Was his only thoughts.

Quebec pushed the door open with the little force he has and observed the room he ended up in.

As the Librarian stated, the coffee shop was right outside the palace. There were not a lot of customers inside as expected. The barista looked young but he seemed friendly with the customer inside, laughing in a polite manner when they talked to him.

Blood.
It stained the carpets, the walls, the floor, and the body inside. The Clock Constellation knight was pinned to the wall by three daggers; one through his neck, one through his heart, and one straight through his head. He was, for sure, dead.

Luc slipped into the coffeeshop, ordering a black coffee and a scone. When he got them, he sat down with a sigh and stared into space. I haven't slept in three days.

When the barista served Lucisan’s dish and drink, he noticed the look on his face.
“Is something wrong mister Depar—“ the barista covered their mouth and giggled nervously before they corrected themself “—good sir?”

Quebec's eyes widen, though exhausting, seeing the pinned, gory, immobile corpse. He looked at the corpse behind him and the one infront of him ".. What the heck is wrong with this kingdom…"

There was something on the dagger that was through the knight’s heart; an envelope of some sort. Even if the knight’s blood splattered everywhere, the envelope remained untouched somehow.

"Oh, I'm sure the killer had already left this room" Quebec was sarcastic and pulled out the dagger to take the envelope stuck in it. "How bloody, convenient" He noticed a hole in the paper as he tried to read it.

"Hm? Yeah, I'm fine. Sleep-deprived is all." Luc gave a thumbs up, taking a sip of his coffee and then dipping the cherry scone into it.

Draco slowly got up.
“No no, I’m fine…” he placed his hand on his right cheek to which blood was clearly pouring out. The right side of Draco helm with shattered to by just a simple smash by the Naga.
“Heh… perhaps we need to find a better method of attacking if he does show up again…” he stood up straight and laughed ruefully at his opened bruise.
“Let’s head back to the palace, you need some rest”

Lata glared at Draco as he stood. "Me get rest? More like you get rest. You're the one who took actual damage, blood dripping down your face," the girl protested, taking off her helmet again. Her hair flowed back out down her back, framing her face nicely again, single braid hanging to the side. "Where do I need to take you so I can be sure you get patched up?" Her question sounded a bit demanding, but she was more upset that the other was hurt rather than at Draco himself.

(P-Holt, check your PM to see what’s written in the letter, don’t spoil every part of it :P)

The hole didn’t cut any parts of the letter, it was perfectly centered so that none of what was written was damaged.

The barista nodded.
“Well, I hope you can get some rest soon sir” he said before walking to take orders from another table.
“I’ll get right to it, please wait five minutes good sir” he explained to the newcomer in a polite manner and with a warm smile.

Draco flushed when Lata took off her helm but turned away just in time to hide it.
“Uh… no need to do that, I’ll go to the doc myself, don’t worry” the knight suggested.
“It’s dangerous out here at night, let’s go in before anything bad comes roaming the fields” he stated as he headed for the palace, still hiding his face from Lata.

"…..someone is jealous?" Quebec wasn't the best at being a detective. He took the paper and slid in back inside the envelope and kept it with himself before he walked out of the room to the right wing of the floor where a figure had met him.

(You are on the right track actually)

The figure who stood in the right wing was still there, but he was talking on the phone with someone silently. When he turned to see Quebec…
“Yeah, I’ll talk you later… yeah, yeah, miss you too” he then hung up the call.
“How can I help?”

Luc pulled out one of his books and a notepad with a few sketches in it. He was gathering a bunch of different information into one book so he didn't have to look through thirty when he needed it.

Draco flushed when Lata took off her helm but turned away just in time to hide it.
“Uh… no need to do that, I’ll go to the doc myself, don’t worry” the knight suggested.
“It’s dangerous out here at night, let’s go in before anything bad comes roaming the fields” he stated as he headed for the palace, still hiding his face from Lata.

Lata's lips pressed into a thin line before she responded. "If you're sure, but you'll be getting an earful if you don't," she added with a small smirk. Seeing Draco already on his way inside, the girl huffed and walked after the knight.

"Horologium is dead" Quebec said in a plain tone as the envelope was half covered with blood. He looked back towards the left corridor to see the room that he left the door open and the corpse infront.

“Hm?” The figure turned to Cat and smiled warmly.
“Just giving life back to something that deserved it” he answered as another bubble was sent towards a neighboring dead tree. When the water bubble popped, the water sank deep into the soil and the same event happened to that tree.

Cat nodded. "How long have you been out here?"

Fornax turned to Xara as his neck went back to normal.
“Hm? I’m fine, why?” He stared at the horizon.
“Well… I can ask another time, it’s getting late, you should get some rest” Fornax ended as he walked back towards the palace.

"I have insomni- whatever," Xara trailed off and looked around blankly.

When the barista walked pass, he glanced at the sketch book just briefly but didn’t mention it. He served the other’s dishes and went back to the kitchen.

Draco chuckled a bit.
“Yeah yeah, I know” they then got inside the palace, near the library was where they came in. Draco then immediately headed to the nursing room for the knights where some doctors and nurses were working.

The figure paused and walked to the left wing.
“What the hell…” the man seemed a bit stunned and speechless. He covered his mouth, trying his best not to gag.

The figure thought about it for a bit as they moved some more bubbles around.
“An hour perhaps? I’ve been doing the other side of the palace before I came here” he answered with not much confidence, perhaps due to the uncertainty of time he had.

“Insomnia? I think one person can help you with that if you just let him help” Fornax mentioned, opening the door.
“Would you like me to take you to him?”

"No, I don't even like sleeping," Xara responded annoyedly.

Fornax raised a brow but didn’t exactly question her.
“Alright…?” He replied with a low tone.
The hallway she was guided through was the hallway which had the rooms of the Zodiacs.

"Better increase your security around here if you knights can't defend yourselves against intruders" Quebec walked to the room, standing beside the figure. "There's also this" He handed the blood stained envelope to the man. "Horo's supposed to fix Basilisk, well, he did yell his name out"

“No, the culprit’s someone from inside the kingdom, a knight for that matter” a jacketed figure walked up to Quebec with a yawn as he examined the scene.
“The three daggers there are from the kingdom’s armory and they do have owners” they walked into the room.
“This one’s Draco’s—“ he pointed to the one through the skull “—this one’s Fornax’s—“ he pointed to the one through his heart “—and this here is Reticulum’s” he pointed the last one through his shoulder.
“The thing the three is that they’re all out of the palace, meaning that in all likelihood, another knight went into the armory, took their daggers and killed the time dude we know love” the figure gave the idea.

Quebec didn't understand nor wanted to understand what event was going on. "I'll leave you to this as all I meant to do was bring this Basilisk guy up to Horologium" "Oh, and also, if there're so many traitors around here then consider looking more in depth onto whoever you or someone is training to become a knight, since loyalty is important for a knight but there has already been, what?, countless of backstabs going on since we came here" He paused and inhaled "Now if you'll excuse me, I will need to clean myself"