Bittersweet Candy Bowl

Though the other’s sadness over the loss of the Princess is understandable, it is leaving them wide open for an attack…Figuring it’s best to check ahead for an ambush, he calls out to the woods knowing McCardell is somewhere nearby.

Care to join me on a scouting mission?

drops down from a tree

“No tears in your eyes., only duty. Alright let’s go then.”

Sticking to the woods; they head out towards Reinhild’s castle, taking note of potential ambush points and traps along the way.

….So, do you have a particular reason for traveling with us?

*sniff* Al-alright. But I don’t know… *…what happened… That light… What was that?

His words trail away into his thoughts.

(Sean, who are you talking to?)

“This isn’t just an excuse to be emotional and talk about backstories is it? Frankly I came from a nice family, had a good education and decided killing people was a nice way to pay the king’s taxes.”

He points to a clearing notes multiple ambush points before continuing

“Besides, all that matters now is just seeing to completion.”

((Exactly what I thought when I read that. I was too distracted by Sandy’s death though to laugh too much ))

(PFFT&hellip

Meanwhile in another universe… someone breaks into laughter.

((Lily is super strong apparently&hellip)

(@Icarus: McCardell)

(@Taeshi: I think Bribri specified she was about the other’s heights, but that imagery just killed me.)




To McCardell.

No, it’s nothing like that…I can respect someone as precise and blunt as yourself…And I’m glad we agree on the task at hand…

He remains quite and follows McCardell’s lead.

Sunday… Your death will not be in vain… And neither will his… My brother…

…I swear it. No more hiding. No more cowering. I SWEAR IT!

Once again, the paladin is engulfed in light.

*It’s happening again… What is this?! I feel… stronger. What could this be?*

He draws his sword. The wings of light are visible.

Wh- what?! This is…

He swings his sword experimentally at the nearest tree. It is blasted to splinters, releasing a shock wave that destroys nearby trees.

Whoa!! What is this?! This has never happened before!

These “experiments” create a lot of light and noise, thus easily attracting the attention of the others.

(That’s your cue, guys!)

(Haha. That again? As I mentioned a few times Lily is a person in this.. not a pet, this includes being the size of one~. While.. Sunday is a skinny little Princess who I imagine doesn’t weight -that- much. I’ll admit it is -still- off that Lily is taking her back on her own though. But.. not as much as you think it is.

Ehn I’ll admit I was just looking for a quick way out of the RP. Bad week leads to terrible writing.)

(TAESHI DID YOU GET THE REQUEST I POSTED ON THE FORUM TOPIC? I’d really appreciate some feedback, but it looks like no one checks back there. /narcissism.)







(Oh wait, I forgot to actually contribute.)

Upon seeing the bright lights and hearing the destructive thuds, Carter pulled a double take at Sir Icarus’s direction, his mouth ajar.

“That’s pretty mad…” Carter said to himself. He turned to Makar, Delilah, Albert, and Leiselotte and repeated himself. “Guys, Icarus is really mad, we should check up on him.”

(Gonna sleep, in auto-mode, Carter leads the players to Sir Icarus, but does little else.)

(For the record, I’m no longer mad, just awestruck at my newfound power.)

…Guys! Come look at this!

(Hahahaha)

Delilah jumps at the sound of a tree exploding in the background, looking over at Carter.

That is… that warrior who uses light?

The dancer’s question is answered by the sound of another tree exploding with another bright flash, making her step back uncertainly and bite her lip, wanting to comfort him, but feeling out of place, and scared of someone who is lashing out blindly in anger. She stands next to Albert, squeezing his arm as the forest continues to have blasts of light and sound reverberate through the trees for a while, then it stops. She lets out a long breath, closing her eyes tiredly.

We all have our own ways to mourn, Carter. I think… I think he’s done now.

Her expression is one of tiredness, and she looks up at Albert before leaning against his side, yawning.

We should sleep. We should ALL sleep.

Her eyes water a little, and she rubs at them.

I… want to say tommorrow will be better, but I cannot promise that. But I will do my best to make it so. We all will.

The dancer and the new knight walk over to the edge of camp, where Albert has already set out his things, Delilah clinging to her mate as though afraid to ever let go. After several minutes of setting up, the pair disappear into his small tent, the young woman nestled in her lover’s arms, taking comfort in his embrace, hoping it will keep away the nightmares.

(I am going into auto-mode. Delilah will take orders from Albert first and foremost, then Lady Lieselotte.

In the morning, she will do her best to lift the spirits of her companions; Carter can autoplay her for this if he wants to.

If there is trouble, she will no longer cower. She will dance her dances to help her companions as best she is able, staying in the back lines.

As far as personal interactions go, she is very worried about Lady Lieselotte, and will do her best to comfort her, but she will try and comfort anyone tommorrow who seems particularly depressed.

We’ll see if I’m around in the morning or not; I’m feeling better than I was today, but I’m still under the weather. If not, I’ll probably be around at roughly 5pm PST.)

The pair arrive outside the castle. Although they’ve stuck to the woods, they are well aware that they are most likely being watched by Reinhild…Whispering to McCardell.

That should be enough intel for now, we should fallback and report to the others.

(Control Delilah too? That’s really different, but I’ll try not to make you completely different than what you normally were. And Taeshi, I mean Flying Battery Zone, the music request you sent me in my music request thread, I posted the result.)

“Carter, wake up already,” Delilah tapped his cheeks a few times before he came to.

“Lucy…?” Carter muttered, still in a dreamlike state, reminding Delilah of Leiselotte’s troubles again. As she approached her, she could barely believe that this woman sleeping next to her was the vampire from last night - she seemed so peaceful and tranquil now. Slowly, she reached her hand out to wake her.

“Lady, it’s morning, you should wake up.”

(Back.)
Makar opened his eyes, realising he fell asleep.
Luckly we weren’t ambushed…
He got up and looked around the camp, secure that almost everything was fine. He noticed Delilah waking Lieselotte and walked nearby, looking down.

Her tears from the previous day long since dried, she begins to stir. She still looks miserable, but she has managed to pull herself together enough not to cry. She stretches and rubs her eyes.

I’ve got to try and keep in control today. I can’t let down anyone else more then I have already.

Delilah is all smiles this morning. While she still aches inside for her lost friend, she has determined to try and make everyone as cheerful as possible today, despite the inevitable end to it all being so close at hand.

Good morning! *she chirps happily to the vampire*

He noticed that Lieselotte was still a little down from last night and decided to don’t talk to her yet. He walked towards the hill, still looking at her, sadly.
She’s not going to feel better seeing me…

She looks up to Delilah, trying her best to mask her sadness.

Good morning Delilah. You seem in a good mood today…

She looks down the hill, seeing Makar watching her sadly, she feels pangs of renewed guilt.

He must be so disappointed in me. He can’t even look at me without thinking about what I had caused.

Albert wakes up pretty much as he fell asleep. Depressed at what had happened the day before, but at least Delilah had been there for him much more then he had hope to be there for her. As he walks out from the tent he see’s Lieselotte and decides to see how she’s doing
Morning my Lady
I hope you’re feeling better today.
Have you been holding up lately?

Delilah’s smile slips, and she looks over to Lord Makar and sighs.

I don’t think so… he’s been avoiding me this morning as well. Maybe he just wants to be left alone?

Delilah looks over at Albert and her smile returns.

Albert! *bounds over to her boyfriend, giggling and giving him a hug* You sleep well? I hope I didn’t wake you up when I got up this morning, you looked so cute sleeping!

When Lieselotte and Delilah looked at him, it was noticiable his embarassment.
They saw me already… if I don’t talk to Lieselotte she’ll think I’m mad at her for what happened.
He walked towards her, patting his own head in embarassment.
Good morning, Lieselotte… I would say that earlier, but I thought you would feel bad by seeing me…

(People, I’m drawing attention here!! Get a clue!!)

((HEY

HEY

HEY LISTEN!))

Gasps for air a little as Delilah squeezes his chest so suddenly. Stroking her hair she is able to lift his mood
Glad to see you were able to keep yourself happy while I was asleep.
I slept fine dear, especially with you sat next to me.
Hope you slept just as well.
…
That is if you did sleep last night.

((Icaras…..



I will destroy you for that OOC))

Delilah laughs happily, squinting and tilting her head.

Of course I slept! I just felt like getting up early this morning. Oh! Before I forget…

She dashes over to a sort of concave rock she picked up from somewhere, and carries it over to Albert; it has a number of small red berries on it

I remembered seeing these when we went on our walk. You want some?

She looks up at her boyfriend, grinning over them.

She stands but hides her face away from Makar.

It does sadden me Makar, but it is nothing you have done that depresses me. It’s what I did.

She holds herself tight as she looks off in the distance.

We’d better get moving. There’s no point in camping out here much longer when we’re so close to Rhinehild’s lair.

“Are you still mad?” Carter’s face looks half-worried, half frustrated as he confronts Incaras about his light-based strikes. “It’s ok, everyone’s fine now, I think.”

Grabs a few of the berries and swallows them in a single gulb. He begins to smile as they taste very sweet
Well if you found them and they taste this good then I’ll just assume they’re not poisonous.
And hey I have something for you too.
…
Oh wait!
I gave Sunday the necklace before the ritual and well…
I’m sorry I didn’t get it back for you.
Well I guess I could always make you one if I get the time.

((CRITICAL FAILURE- The berries turn out to not be poison, but one becomes lodged in his airway and he chokes to death. Nobody sheds any tears, and they loot him before leaving his body to eaten by bears. ))

(I yell at you ONE TIME in the game and you never let me forget it.
Ffff- I’ve said I’m sorry give me a break T-T)

((CRITICAL FAILURE- Being dead, you cannot be heard by those the in physical world. Your words mean nothing to anyone because they can’t be heard and your spirit gets trapped in a pile of bear dung))

She whirls around and leans back against Albert, standing up on her tip-toes to give him a kiss on the cheek.

Its alright Albert. I don’t mind! I mean, it was nice, but… I’m sure you can find something to give me once this is all over.

The dancer winks broadly at her boyfriend, resting her head back against his shoulder.

I’m glad you like them though.

She looks over at the noble vampire with a sigh, her mouth forming a line.

You’re right of course. Should we just leave our camping equipment here? It isn’t likely we’ll need it in there…

He appears behind Delilah, barely visible

“We might not live much longer once we assault the palace. You may wish to consummate your relationship before you lose the chance.”

Looking around he pieces it together, shakes his head and mutters.

“Oh, my mistake.

He vanishes before the shocked dancer can reply.

Makar felt guilt for Lieselotte saying it was her fault. He walker near her and caressed her head dearly.
You did nothing, stop saying it’s your fault. I’m here with you… no need to worry.
He stood in front of her, with a kind smile.
Let’s go try to find my shield? It may help us a little…
He looked at Delilah, replying to her question.
Let’s leave it here for now. on the way back to the kingdom, we get it back.

No, I’m not angry, but I’ve discovered something marvelous! Go, bring the others, hurry! I don’t know how much longer this will last!

(How’s that for a reaction?!)

Arriving soon after McCardell who he had long since lost track of, after his initial dissapearance in the woods. Then refering to McCardell and himself.

We scouted ahead and found a safe route to Reinhild’s hideout…We should move out as soon as possible.

Delilah stiffens against her mate, turning beet red.

Uhm…

For those who have good noses, they can tell that the pair both smell a bit too much like each other right now. The dancer’s tail lashes behind her as she squeezes the stone she is carrying.

Well! *she chirps loudly* Nothing left to do here!

She sighs, still not looking Makar in the eye.

Let us go find your shield then Makar. We need to have everyone fully equipped and ready for this final fight. We’ll leave once everyone is ready.

Makar smiled in gladness for Lieselotte’s answer.
I was hoping for it…
Makar listened to Sean, saluting.
Well done, Sean. I shall find my shield… call everyone to get ready, we’ll be right back.
He ran into the woods, still making sure if Lieselotte was with him, looking in the place he was when the badits ambushed him.
It must be around here somewhere… It’s not so dificult to find that shield…

Hearing McCardell’s comment he throws a rock into the shadows he was hiding in, hoping it would smak him
Shut it McCardell.

Looking at the red faced girl now holding him he knows he should try and stop her from being anymore embarrased near the group
Well if theres nothing left to do dear then want to go walk for a while?
This is a better time then any to clear our heads for a bit.
*Whispers* Plus there will be no-one around to disturb us.

“I heard that.”

Delilah would turn even redder if she could, but she can’t. She is smiling though, and she sets down that stone with the remaining berries maybe a little bit TOO quickly, bouncing over to Albert.

Yes! Well, everyone else needs some time to wake up I suppose; not everyone is an early riser like we are.

She grabs Albert’s hand and tugs him along, bouncing happily towards the edge of camp.

Come on Albert! I remember last night when we were walking back I saw a nice little clearing not too far that way. The grass looked silk…

Her voice trails off as the pair of cats disappears into the woods.