Raz nodded. "I'll take the guard of Atruxiavir, if of you want them, Wissian." She offered. "I haven't met another person from the other kingdoms in a while. Seeing how I literally don't leave the palace. I promise not to quiz them too much." She said with a chuckle.
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A strong but light capsule in the shape of a bullet with a sharp tip cruise through the air with a fiery core powering it. Kreuger traveled on his personal transportation, his personal guard controlling the ship towards Setriutan. He glanced down at the landscape whilst replacing the metal on the sharp tip of his axe with steel. He had no intention of harming anyone in the meeting after all.
Varsha walked back to the throne room, she meet up with the bard and informed him that she’ll be going to the kingdom of magic, Setriutan. She also told knights to secure the castle and prepare the wyverns just incase of invasion while she’s gone. The bard nodded but she doesn’t really care, she prepares herself, equipping her best gear and hop on her personal war wyvern and flew of to Setriutan.
Cynthia was alright with the idea of having Valerie be the one to welcome them. She knew how friendly Valerie was around other people, the less she could do was hope that she would act like that around people from other kingdoms as well. She appreciated Raz’s enthusiasm as well but she had other ideas as to what she wanted her and Wissian to do.
”I appreciate your urge to help, Raz dear, but yourself and Wissian will be put to greater use if you’d kindly follow me” the Sorceress started to walk down the hall.
”As for Valerie, I’ve given the brief schedule to Galen. You can meet up with him and work the timetables out” she ended, still continuing down the hall.
The badge on Vincent’s collar shined a light green. He reached up to the collar and pulled it up to his mouth.
”Going out doc?” he asked plainly. It was true, the mad scientist and Vincent were very close. However, they did act more like brothers than colleagues. He checked his messenger bag and realized that he’d left something very important at home. He should’ve brought it.
”Excuse me, but I need to head home really quickly” he said, bowing and excusing himself out of the throne room. He soon left the palace, heading towards his home which was in the forest beside the kingdom.
Upon leaving, still with his weapons in his possession, he looked up and spotted what he made out to be… a wyvern? He was going to let it pass but decided that hunting season was coming. He got out his sniper rifle and took aim. Holding in his breath, he fired, aiming for the wyvern’s wing.
"Ah yes, I'm nearing Setriutan. You finally came back from scouting Atruxiavir, yes?" Kreuger stood up and opened the sliding door, leaning out and looking towards the kingdom of magic. He came back inside and closed the door. "Look for a clearing to land" He said to his personal guard in the pilot seat. The scientist then laid back as the vehicle start to descend smoothly.
On the way to the magic kingdom, Varsha felt the urge to use her ability just incase. She senses danger, coming towards her. She command the wyvern to dodged. Unfortunately, it's too late, her wyvern's wing got penetrated and they fell down from the sky.
"SHIT!!"
Varsha fell down, hit the ground with a large impact, but it doesn't bothers her one bit because of her armor.
"Ow… my butt."
She stand back up and scanned the surrounding, but it wasn't necessarily because the culprit has already approached her.
”Yes, and good to know. Well, be careful along the way” he regarded as he approached the fallen wyvern. To his surprise, he found that the wyvern wasn’t alone but rather it was with another entity.
’The rider?’ the man wondered as he approached the figure.
To his surprise, he had recognized the figure. It was the royal guard from Atruxiavir who had spotted him.
Once he caught up to this specific fact, he unsheathed his sword. This girl was redeemed ‘annoying’ to the man at first. He slowly approached her, twirling his sword and charging it up. He was silent… and was quite scary… yet it was subtly attractive how he handled his sword.
Once Varsha emerged, fully conscious, she ferociously stared at the culprit, before she snapped out, she noticed that the culprit was non other than the assassin who broke into the castle earlier in the morning. 'That good looking boy, huh' she thought.
When assassin slowly approaching her, she stepped back and at that time, something fell out of her beanie bag. It was the can of flavored soda that she brought with her.
Mara listened to what Vincent had to say, looking amused, but slightly annoyed that her prize assassin had met with some difficulties. She eyed Phoenix and the assassin as her secretary took the necklace from him, and a breif, amused, mischevious smile flashed across her face, making her look younger and impish.
After he had left, she turned to Phoenix, leaning on her throne, looking for all the world as if it was a normal, comfortable chair. She talked to and acted like friends with her secretary, which none of her so-called counselors were happy about that, but she had told them where they could shove their ideas.
She wiggled her eyebrows. "So… what was that?"
"Sir," Galen's apprentice said, breaking him from his thoughts of gloom. It was always lie this. On the rare occasions when he would lose a patient, he was always quiet and acted almost depressed. He hated letting people down, hated looking them in the eyes and telling them that he was sorry, but their friends or family wouldn't make it.
"Sir," his apprentice said again. "You have an appointement with the Sorceress."
"When?" Galen asked, turning.
"In fifeteen minutes."
"You're telling me this now?" He asked, looking frantically around, seeing the complete mess of his area. "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"
"I-I… you said you didn't want to be disturbed!" The poor boy stuttered, but Galen didn't hear him, rushing around, trying to clean up the blood splattered on the walls and floor, shrugging out of his doctor's coat to put a new, less bloody one on.
When he saw the metallic can hit the floor, his eyes swiftly moved to it. He continued moving towards her, eyes as sharp and as cruel as a vile animal. He started moving faster to the point where he was running. He ran, he ran fast towards the guard and…
He ran pass her… and towards the drink. He bent down and picked the can up, opening it single handedly and started drinking it. He let out a soft ‘ah’ after some gulps.
(That is honestly what I would do, too XD)
(I just realised that I forgot to include the Queen somewhere in this.. where the hell do i place her in all of this?)
(Maybe investigate about the assassination?)
(That could be a great way to get her in)
The Sorceress, while having Wissian and Raz follow her, stopped at one point and let out started tapping her chin. She turned around to meet the eyes of the magicians.
”Do you two think that the three kingdoms can be allies? Like, ever?” she asked. Though her voice hinted a playful tone, her stern expression showed that she was surious.
At first, she was preparing for a sudden fight, she was ready to activate her ring and summon her swords, she concentrated really hard and about to take action as the assassin rush toward her. But little did she know the assassin wasn’t aiming for her, he ran past her and took the soda can, he single-handedly snaps the can open and drink it with a satisfying face. Varsha was still stunned from what she had witnessed. She grabs an extra soda can from her back and handed it to him.
”Want some more?”
The can vanish from her hand and reappear in his hand, ’What an astonishing speed’ she thought to herself.
At the moment, Varsha thinks that this assassin guy is quite interesting. An idea came into her mind, a genius idea. She takes off her vambrace and poured her last soda can that she had brought with her on to her arm all the way to her hand and raised her arm up to him. ”Come on boy~”
(We are going to the NSFW side already, are we not?)
(We sure are…)
(Alrighty.)
Vincent finished the first can and after grabbing the second can, was about to open it. His nose, though, caught the scent of something else. He turned to the figurine, his mouth opening just barely. He had realized that the girl had poured some of the soda, his favorite flavor of lemon and lime, on her arm all the way to her wrist.
His eyes reshaped themselves into an actively sharp demeanor to which he rushed at the figure with his naturally fast speed.
He appeared behind the female; one hand grabbing her wrist and pulling it up while the other touched her neck, locking her in place.
”Hold still…” he spoke silently, his breathings slipped into the collars of the female’s clothes. His sharp ghoul-like tongue came out and started licking the female’s hand in a way similar to how a cat would do so. His movement was soft though his eyes clearly threatened the female not to move an inch.
When he went all the way to her wrist, for some reason, he stepped back, pursed his lips once, and spoke up the soft words of: ”Tenderly sweet…”
(Mind you, Vincent has no idea what is flirting, what is appropriate, and what is not so… yeahhhhhhh)
Phoenix looked to Mara and decided to play dumb. She really did have no idea what her highness was speaking of, but she might have a clue. Though in all honesty it would still be better to feign ignorance, “What was what your highness?”
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Valerie gave a nod to the sorceress before heading out to meet up with Galen. She had a bright grin on her face happy she that Cynthia had agreed to let her do. As she approached the medical wing she saw Galen, “Galen! You have a timetable for this afternoon right?”
"Oh, nothing," Mara said sweetly, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Absolutely nothing." She hekd out her hand. "Can I see the necklace?"
If her secretary wasn't going to say anything about it, she wouldn't.
"Oh. Um… yes?" Galen said, looking flustered. He ran a hand through his already messy hair, making it stand on end. "I did, but Sammy over here didn't tell me this until fifeteen minutes ago." He gestured to his apprentice.
Phoenix smiled and rolled her eyes at her princess’s musings. She carefully placed the necklace in Mara’s open hand, “Of course you can. It is quite pretty is it not?”
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“Wonderful!” Valerie exclaimed as she smiled at him, “May I see it? The sorceress requested, well I asked first, for me to greet the guests and told me to talk to you about timetables.”
"Very much so," Mara said quietly, turning it in her palm, so that it sparkled against the ceiling. She was suddenly quiet and serious. She placed it back in Pheonix's hand, and sat up straight. She was kidding herself if she thought that the meeting she'd been avoiding was going to not happen. She sighed. "We have a meeting in the Red Room. The meeting." She stood.
The meeting was one that was had at least once a month. Some of her counselors wanted to make peace with the other kingdoms, which she did not want to happen. And as her mother was bedlocked, she had to go in the Queen's place.
"Of course." Galen went over to his desk, digging through piles of paper, making them fly around the small space. He cursed, before finding the paper. He moved over to them, handing it to Valerie. "Here it is." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "Sorry about the mess."
Ah yes, one of those meetings. Phe had absolutely no problems with them, but her highness did. Pheonix placed the jewel into her pocket for safe keeping and moved slightly. She glanced at the princess a soft teasing smile placed on her face to contrast Mara's serious one, "I'm well aware. Shall I go ahead and announce that her annoynace is arriving?"
Valerie smiled as she took the timetable and opened it up to look at it. She scanned it quickly before looking back at Galen, "Oh the mess is fine. It's no worse than my room and the tornado of books in there."
Mara tossed her head, hair flying, before standing. Her usual amuse face was back on. She grinned at her secretary. "Yes, do. I want tosee how they'll react. You know how much they hate it when you treat me like a normal person."
She handed the necklace back to her. "There you go. Keep it, if you want."
Galen grinned uneasily. "Yeah, well, at least you don't have blood on everything." He gestured around him. "I don't even try to get it off anymore."
He rubbed his eyes, looking tired. "Do you need anything else?"