Bittersweet Candy Bowl

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((To start the thread off with a bang

SAG

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((Cute. Now can we continue the RP?))

(Not untill you guys see my drawing with SHADING!!!)

She stayed there after Makar left for several minutes, smiling the entire time. Finally she manages to control her emotions as she made her way back to camp.

I can’t believe that happened. I’m not comfortable enough yet to open up to anyone else, but maybe that can be my sacrifice for him. I’ll try to be less hostile to the others. I just…I hope he isn’t using me. Could this all just be an act? I don’t know, he seemed so sincere. I’ll ask him again, before we fight Reinhild to accept my condition and become a vampire with me. If he says yes, I’ll know for sure.

Her smile has vanished long before she entered the camp, but her presence is less volatile now. She looks over to Lord Makar sleeping by the tree where she had woken in the morning as she takes a seat with everyone else by the fire.

((That pic is total win!))

(Guys? I know that Carter is screwed with any chances of the Lady, but no one’s given me a summary of what’s gone on so far.)

Ah, good Lady. You and Makar were off a while. Do anything I need to know about? Come on, hit me with the gossip!

(@Carter: It’s kinda dificult to say… so I’ll let someone else answer that.)
(I was going to post this in the previous part, but I had no time. Anyway&hellip
Makar wondered if the Princess would hear him or not, but he felt that he had to say it.
Princess… you said you would be happy… even if we don’t end up together, right? Since the choice would be mine, you would be happy… right?
He explained what happened, wondering if she was listening.
… and that’s it… I hope you don’t be sad… because I wouldn’t want to make you sad. I’m sorry… but I decided…
(Waiting for a punch in the face and orders to edit it, because it’s a situation I never saw Mike in it.)

(I am very happy now)

Unnoticed by the rest of the group, Icarus had woken up early and resumed his training in a secluded part of the forest, not wanting to be disturbed by anyone.

After some time, he returns to camp and lays down.

Jeez, long day. What did I miss?

(Note that was in character)

Well, the Lord and Lady both disappeared for a while. I’m pumping our fair Lady for info.

“It’s ok Makar… I understand…”

The princess laid curled up next to the tree. She had awoken a little while ago, realizing what must have happened. Tears softly slid down her cheeks, though she didn’t look up to show it.

“Just promise me you’ll be happy…”

Her final request of the man she loved

As long as you don’t be sad, I’ll be…
Lord Makar felt a incredible relief to know she was okay with it… the feeling was almost like he took off a mountain from his back. Aknowledged of that, the knight closed his eyes and tried to get a short rest.

I think by now Lily would have had tried to get -some- sort of nap. Nestled resting against one of the trees, Robe now taken off and being used as an improvised blanket of sorts, seeming to have been sleeping peacefully as one person or another passes by.

Though…. as the two missing heroes return to camp one eye half opens watching the two with some curiosity.

Hm…? And the Vampire is still here…. she either took his rejection surprisingly well or…nugh

She flinched a bit, quickly being reminded of her own little troubles.

“… damn the man who came up with.. ‘that’ll hurt in the morning’”

The hedgehog gave her shoulder a slight rub as she scanned the camp..a concerned eye naturally finding its way towards Makar and the Princesses tree….before quirking a brow and looking Hannibals way instead. Distant enough from both that one would need a keen ear to hear her next little line.

“…. Oh no.. I’m not saving him twice. For his sake I hope the Lady is in a good mood…”

Oh. Okay then. Do we have any food?

While talking to Hannibal, the paladin notices his hunger. He hasn’t eaten since he started his training, and having finished, is no longer distracted from his growling stomach.

Well, it’s your choice. We could bum some fish from our arcane friend, or I can show you how to hunt deer like a man.

She takes notice of Icarus and Hannibal and speaks up.
It’s getting dark, game will be difficult to hunt at this time. If you’d like, I can lend my keen eyes to finding you some food. I found a bandit scout earlier today, I fed off him partially before I was interrupted.
She tosses a harsh glance to Hannibal.
As long as you can control yourselves around me, I will be willing to help.

Alright. I have no intent of harming you, so you don’t need to worry.

He completely misses the glance at Hannibal, and thus misses the meaning.

Hmmm…you’ll make our game a bit too easy. But if you so wish, you could tag along. Unfortunately, I’ll be handicapped as my swords would ruin any food. Still, I remember some old RGs played the game with their bare hands…

“I’m glad you were able to find happieness.”

Sunday lay curled up against the tree. She had woken up a while ago, and guess correctly as to what had happened to Makar. The young girl stands up and brushes herself off, not turning to face Makar.

“I need to go see how Lily is doing…”

Sunday slowly made her way over to where the Hedgehog sat, revealing to her the tears that flowed down her cheeks.

“I guess I just can’t compare to someone who can fight alongside him…”

I didn’t know you were hunting for sport, I thought it was for food. If you’d like me to help with an easy meal, then I’ll go, otherwise I’d prefer to stay here by the fire. There’d be no point in me going to hunt for sport, seeing how I would easily beat you both.

Lily silently watched as the Princess approached, her face slowly shifting to a concerned one as it become clear what had happened. Memories quickly shifting to how the two were getting along earlier

It all seemed to be going so well…….. you just had to get her hopes up first didn’t you?

She got up as the princess neared, being sure to be slow about it less she have another problem to deal with. Sunday spoke… and Lily reached out, one hand on the girls shoulder giving her a soft smile.

“…no….no…this isn’t about being compared… You’re a lovely Girl Sunday, I won’t have you being hard on yourself over this. These things… just… don’t always work out the way we want them too.”

(Haha.. here’s hoping I can keep my lines in these scene actually half-way wise~)

Old game we’d play back in the RG. You’d pick up your combat weapon, and go out and hunt. Good way to practice stealth tactics. If you so please, you can come along and show us how a natural…born hunter can outclass some hacks like us.

((That wasn’t me being insulting. That was me trying to not be an ass.))

(Gotta go now, fellows. Lord Makar will sleep the rest of the night and recommend to keep traveling when he wake up in the morning. During the fights he will always be in the front line, making use of counter-attacks rather than normal ones and protecting Lieselotte or Sunday, but mostly Lieselotte. Receiving commands from eighter Lieselotte, Sunday, Lily, Albert, Sean, Delilah or Dave, in that order.)

((So, everyone ‘cept me and Iccy?))

The young girl sniffled a little as Lily try’s to comfort her.

“I guess it’s my fault… I told him that I wanted it, even if only for tonight… I meant it when I said that I could feel happy so long as he was but…”

She lays her head against the woman’s shoulder, tears wetting her shirt.

“Why does it hurt so much?”

Does it need to be said? The Hedgehog woman hugs the girl, one hand in her hair just letting the poor thing cry.

“Shh… Shh.. It’s alright….We… just sometimes lie to ourselves. Little fibs to keep ourselves sane… to keep with who we think we need to be. You don’t need to be the Princess today my dear….. You’re a young girl who just had her heart broken….the first time often the worst. You’re allowed to be sad.”

Finally she raised the Princesses head just a bit wiping those tears away with her free hand. “Now.. come on then.. lets see what we can do for you. We’ll put the kettle on, have ourselves a cup and go for a walk and talk how’s that?” She gave the poor thing one of those reassuring smiles.

After which I’ll be sure to have a chat with that foolish boy… if he dares think he can tilt back a third time over his guilt….but one thing at a time…

(Nugh.. Really wanted a better line then that. But ah well.)

The princess nodded weakly as the wise woman suggested things to help calm her. Though she had tried desperately to hold things back, she was glad that Lily relieved her of her need to act regal for the night.

“That sounds good… I’m sorry… I should have been prepared for this…”

((Wait, what?))

Sits down over by Lady Lieselotte.

It’s good to see you in a better mode…I don’t mean any offense by that. I understand you have an inherant distrust of us, but it’s nice to see you giving us a chance…Vampire or not, no one deserves to be alone.

Smiles.

This may seem out of place, but if you ever need anyone to talk to, just give me a shout.

he’s here. He’s ALWAYS here….

(all this romansu is totally not his thing so it’s lucky that I’m out of town and can only use my phone every so often)

Carter kicks a few pebbles while he walks along the forest trees nearby the camp. Despite his ever-present smile, he sighs, occasionally swinging the short sword he looted from the ground. He didn’t mean to see Lucy and Makar at that moment, but his curiosity got the better of him. combined with his lack of any kind of combat skills - or any skill at all - he was beginning to feel more and more useless.

“Stupid time masheen…” He thought as he kicked a pebble particularly hard into a pond of water.

She tosses him a glance before poking at the fire pit.

I’ll be sure to remember that, though I’ve had centuries of experience keeping things to myself, it won’t be likely I’ll “need” to talk.

Hey, you never know. I mean, we’re all hu…um…hey kid, you wanna go kill some deer?
((I of course mean Icarus.))

((I actually think he went offline for the night))

((Yeah. And I’m gonna go inactive because of that. If nothing good involving me happens, assume me and Icarus took off to kill some deer. Unless of course you feel like having a civil conversation with me for once.))

While it’s great to know how to keep things to yourself, it just makes things so much worse when your hurting and have noone to turn to…I know what it’s like to be alone…Alright, not quite as much as you obviously. But after losing my friends and the woman I loved, loneliness became my only companion…Either way, I’ll leave you to your thoughts…I’m glad things seem to be looking up for a change.

Gets up and heads off to sleep.

(Going into autosleep. Goodnight everyone.)

((Autosleep. Cya guys around.))

(okay… good to know&hellip

((Well, I’m a drunk so it’s believable when I do it.))

Delilah wakes up, a smile still on her face, reaching over to stroke the top of Albert’s head fondly. After a few minutes she lifts her head, looking around the darkened campsite. Yawning a little, she gets up and straightens her skirt, a few leaves falling off of it. She notices that the spot where the princess was is now empty, and that Lord Makar is asleep on the other side of the tree. She looks around for any sign of Princess Sunday, wanting to tell her about how things went, and eventually spies her over near the hedgehog. She walks over that direction, a big, stupid grin on her face, practically skipping as she approaches the pair from behind, not realizing that the princess is upset.

Oh Sunday! I saw you and Lord Makar together last night. You were so worried when we were talking, but… I saw you two kiss! *her eyes seem to sparkle in the moonlight from her excitement* You have to tell me, what happened? How was it?

The princess heard the cheerful calls of her new dancer friend comming from behind her. Quickly, she wiped her tears away and tried to force a smile before turning around.

“Oh… You know… It was very nice while it lasted…”

Though she fought back her tears, and smiled, her body betrayed her, some tears still slipping past her defences, her body trembling ever so slightly…

“I am glad that your night with Albert turned out better though.”

Her words were genuine, though it was quite clear that she was in fairly bad shape.

The dancer looks shocked at the tears on her face, then her ears droop as she hears the word “lasted”. Shaking a little, Delilah listens to the Princess’s words, then nods dumbly, before shaking her head and getting some determination into her eyes.

That… *she grits her teeth* knight… Ooh… LORD MAKAR!

She shouts those words, whirling around, fists clenched at her sides before she stalks over to the prone knight, bending over and reaching out to shake him by the shoulders, making sure he was awake for this.

What are you doing! First you kiss one, then the other? When are you going to make up your mind? How many other women do you have chasing after your mailed hide? You jerk!

The dancer is shaking visibly, cheeks flushed with anger.

I thought you were better than this!

((I can’t help that I’m in ‘hopeless romantic mode’ currently haha. I’m hoping to turn this exceedingly long night into something interesting once the RP picks up again ))

Lord Makar saw himself like the worst being in existence as he hear Delilah’s words cutting his sleep. He got up.
Wait, wait! She said she wanted it at least once and that she would be happy, no matter my decision! I ended up sleeping and kissed her by accident, I didn’t mean to make things worse! Then Lieselotte saw it and things got even more complicated! She started to speak about joining her as a vampire and then we kissed; I thought the Princess would still be happy since she said I could choose! And Lieselotte was going to stay away from people for sure if I left her!
He fell on his knees and started to punch the ground.
I finally decided! Wasn’t it supposed to end already?! I knew if I choose one of them this was going to happen, but why I forgot this critical detail if it was my main reason to don’t choose?!
He stopped to breath, leaving two holes in front of him.
I should choose to stay alone, maybe then everybody will be happy… of course not! That way things will get even worse!
I’m not worth of being a knight…

Delilah lays back her ears as low as they can go as the knight explains himself, her tail lashing violently behind her as he gets up, taking a step back and glaring at him.

You don’t understand, do you? People say these things, but they don’t really mean them! “I just want you to be happy”, “I will be okay no matter what you decide!” No! They’re lies!

The princess told you that because she wanted YOU to choose! She doesn’t want you to be with her, but always be wanting to be with Lady Lieselotte! I’m sure she doesn’t want you to be with her, but constantly be pining for your Princess, either!

The dancer practically snarls at the knight before he punches the ground, making her jump back, shaking, a bit of fear in her eyes. As Lord Makar explains further, her eyes soften, and her arms relax to her side, looking down at him in disappointment rather than anger now.

I didn’t say that. But you should have been honest from the beginning. Making the princess think.. giving the princess a kiss! She said she wanted it… but you shouldn’t have given it to her, because it made her think you did want her.

She trails off a little, her voice quieting further.

You need to make the decision that will make you happy, not for you, but for them as well. They will be sad if you don’t choose them… but they will be even worse if you are only with them because you feel sorry for them. What sort of person would that make them feel like, if you were only with them out of pity?

Bites her lip.

You’re a nice guy, Lord Makar. Don’t make everyone unhappy by trying to make no one sad.

Delilah turns away at this point, and walks back over to give the sleeping Albert a hug, only to notice he has gotten up while she was yelling.

(Vinsionary just told me Lord Makar is going into auto mode, so he likely won’t respond to this post for a while )

Albert wakes up with smile on his face as the Sun shines down on him. He notices that Delilah had left her resting place, but not where she went, but the also notices Lieselotte and decides to talk to her
Oh good so you’ve calmed down then.
Last time I met an angry vampire I remember him clawing at my face screaming “I’ll kill you”.
But I wouldn’t want what happened to him happen to you now.
Shows a small grin with a chuckle
You’re to important to Lord Makar.