a bunch of supports but not rly b/c they're gay

[11:00 PM] Flamy: Glaive sits still on the bench in his cell, elbows propped up by his knees, head resting on his hands. Over his eyes is a small linen cloth, tightly bound. In his mind, he is in Miletos, mediating for another day of harsh trials at the Poverty Guild. Just about at any moment, his good friend Reyson would come and get him, joking about how he could get easily lost in his own head, overthinking about the details so. He'd make some sort of clever remark in like, opening the blinds, and facing the day.

Of course, there are no blinds to open, not like he could with these chains on him, anyways. Regardless, there are footsteps growing louder, so someone must be coming for him. Or perhaps not.
[11:16 PM] Reyson: It sounded like a march. Intent in those steps that they took. The footsteps stop infront of his cell. The sounds of jingling keys echoed through the hall. One. Two. The key turn and prompt the door open. The door creaked and the footsteps approached the prisoner. The keys fastened properly now onto what seems like the person's belt from its muffled state. Upon his scarred and dirty face, a familiar gentle touch on his right cheek graced him. Without words or a beat to signal him, he felt a strong and passionate kiss. The person pulled back, but by now Glaive can already know just who have went to see him. "Forgive me." Alysea said to him in a painful whisper. It was clear they were alone, but regardless, there was secrecy to her actions that she did not want others to know.
[11:25 PM] Flamy: This voice is not Reyson, and Reyson wouldn't have kissed Glaive, anyways, but it's not like he has to know what a Wodring sounded like, in order to recognize that voice. How could he forget such a thing? His dear Alysea, by his side once more- Enemies, sure, but still. His breathing slows down, an act that only makes clearer the shakiness in his voice. "You risk only yourself in doing this, Dragon. For what reason did you do this...?"

And what of his men? Killed, no doubt. He now bears the guilt of being the sole survivor of that disgraceful last stand. How could he ever again appear before the people of all Fyarae, after that?
[11:36 PM] Reyson: "Must you have to hear it? You know why you still draw breath, Snake..." Alysea stood up, taking the keys from her belt and unlocking the manacles on Glaive. Her actions were swift, releasing the knight of the hold that was put on him. For some reason, she refused to take off the cloth that blinded him. She would not stop him if he did though. It was terrible to see him like this and even worse for him to see her expression. Having a front for so long in the face of that Wolf's fangs has made it easier to hide Alysea's true expressions at times. She didn't want him to see that when she was hurting deep down inside. Putting the keys away, she moved to position herself to help Glaive up and out of the cell. She didn't handle him roughly. She kept her gentle and firm touch on the man. "Come. We must go."  Despite not outright saying her true intentions, she comes of with a purpose.
[11:45 PM] Flamy: "Presume not that the snake can see as high or as far as the dragons may." He has no need for his eyes. Alysea would do. His steps are careful, making sure he does not bump into anything, always following the sound of Alysea's footsteps. "Where are you taking me?"

There is no place for him now. Flamberge had fallen in that last battle. Does she intend to give him to their- No, *his*- enemy? It is certain. Perhaps that is the only reason he lives- That he may be used as a tool for others. After all, that is all he is good for.
[11:58 PM] Reyson: "A safe place." Alysea kept her eyes on the road as she guided him out of the cells. "One where Wolves cannot come and even Snakes cannot find. This is the only way......" The noble paused in her words and in her footsteps. "The only way I could think of to get you out of this alive. But this way makes you a prisoner here. For the rest of your life, you must hide." She continued walking. "I am sorry, Glaive. I know you were prepared to see this to the end--and that end was your death.  I refuse. I value your life. **I** cannot lose you." She confessed selfishly.  "The world knows Glaive is dead." Upon reaching the end of the hall, Alysea would evidently take Glaive to a hidden passage system within the Phenjor Castle.[12:24 AM] Flamy: Glaive remains silent, almost stopping into Alysea when she pauses. "So this would be my fate- To remain hidden and powerless, dead to this world, that you and only you may behold a corpse. You truly are a dragon 'till the end." He walks in front of her, holding her head up. "For what reason would you value me? I have only brought you trouble since we have met. You would keep safe someone who had given you false hope?"
[12:41 AM] Reyson: *For what reason would you value me?* Hearing those words stung a bit. It made Alysea handle Glaive a bit roughly for the duration. The fool. Stupid Snake. She cursed in her head. A flush of pink painted her face. Good thing the knight saw none of it. Did he really lose more than his common sense during their battle? Her walk turned into a march as she went deep into her thoughts. It would be a while till she responded to him. "I love you, Glaive." Alysea said sternly. There was some dispassion from it, but the response was did mean something regardless. Probably because she was still hurt by his response. "I love you." She enforced it by repeating it again. "I would shatter this world to ensure you are at my side. And I would deceive those Wolves again if it meant it so. I thought my feelings was clear enough for you. So for this brief moment, can you not be so dense, Glaive?" She huffed. "The plan failed. You didn't think I didn't have a back up to all of this? You think just because I have sided with Octavius that now you're just a tool to me? Why do you think I did side with him? To ensure that you live--that in the event it failed, I have a way to make sure you and your men are safe. How insensitive can you get? Out of all the times we've spent--" She purposely cut herself of. It was unlike her to ramble onto him. She was just frustrated. "We'll be there shortly." Alysea said, changing the subject.
[12:52 AM] Flamy: To be frank, it stung him to have said it, knowing full well that her feelings for him are evidently quite strong for him. He remains silent, letting Alysea speak. "...I know. I have had these feelings for you, too, and yet, I did not wish to force myself upon you, until the time was right." He lets off a weak sort of chuckle, the type one would make, knowing that they face death. "Well, I suppose a corpse wouldn't be much for husband material to the public eye, now would it?" Silence  And then, words. This time, hurried, worried. "To whom have you told of my men still living?"
[1:04 AM] Reyson: "You are respectable that way.....I appreciate it. I guess it would be strange...It is honestly the last thing on my mind..." Alysea glanced at him. Her mind occupying just to let him live. "Aside from those trusted in Darastrix and your men, no one. If you count my brother, then he knows as well... However, not even your family knows. This secret will go to the graves of those who know. That also means, you're not allowed to wag your tongue. Your men were given provision and safety out of Fyarae. Whatever happens to them is up to fate now." Reassuring him that she indeed made sure his men were properly taken care of. "They share your fate as much as they do. Let us hope their loyalty doesnt falter."
[9:28 AM] Flamy: His men still live, and none but a precious few, not even his family, aware of his survival. Those men would need to relocate their families elsewhere, for the Wolves' wrath would surely hunt down their loved ones, too. "I truly do owe my life to you. If there is something I might do for you-" His free hand covers his mouth as he coughs. "... Please, do tell me."

He is dead to the world and a permanent resident of Castle Phenjor. He needed something to live for. Lady Alysea would do, so to speak. He does not mind living for her, fighting for her, even in this disgraceful state. But to die would be to squander the life she had given back to him.
[1:31 PM] Reyson: "Don't go off dying..." Alysea simply replied. There could have been anything she could have said, but there was only one thing in her mind and that was him living. Didn't matter how or what at the moment. Just knowing he was alive would have been sufficient enough.

The noble stopped, signaling Glaive to stand on his own for a bit as she opened the hidden passage of the what seems like a door. When she was finished, she helped him again. The floor has change to a more cemented ground and light greeted his face despite the blindfolds if his eyes were open enough to see. A new feeling of not being underground anymore. Alysea guided the knight to sit down onto a chair, one that was more comfortable than the prison cells. "We're here.." The noble stood infront of Glaive, reaching out to untie his blindfold.

Aside from the serious face Alysea wore, Glaive can finally see his destination. The room they are in was a simply furnished room. It had the necessities of a bedroom of course, but not to extravagant. A bed, tables, chairs, drawer, and a couple of shelves lined with some books. A lack of decor was the appropriate way to call it. "This is one of the rooms the Vaers uses for work. It is linked to other rooms underground. Castle Phenjor has an intricate system that allows our brethren to do their work unseen. It just so happens to serve for your situation." She paused. "One thing they commonly lack is a window.."
[2:25 PM] Flamy: "Very well- I had no intention of dying," He nods back in affirmation to her request. Ah, and now the air of the world. How nice that he might see it- But this in and of itself suggests that he might be open to view. A shame, then, that he must keep that window shut. Once Alysea frees him of the blindfold, he takes a few steps forward, past her. With his eyes open, he sees nothing wrong with the near-spartan furnishings. But, certainly, there is a great deal amiss with that serious expression of Alysea's.

"I do hope that they will pardon my intrusion- Especially your retainer, Sir Vaer." He glances to the window. "Speaking of which, where might she be? I can only presume that there is still much work awaiting her and her family."
[5:16 PM] Flamy: Altina, with his sister? Interesting. It stands to reason that Lyon couldn't possibly go to the same place as Trishula, who would doubtless return to Belhalla Academy. She is a strong woman, her, she would surely find refuge someplace. "How very kind of her, indeed. I wish for the best for those two."

"Now then..." He paces about the room, before ending his journey standing by the bed, right in front of Alysea. "This is quite a well-furnished room. I must thank you for that much. However, there is something lacking here."

Before she might have any hope of responding, he moves in to kiss her on the lips, pulling away with a smile.
[5:38 PM] Reyson: Alysea's eyes gaze up to Glaive who was now infont of her. And as he leaned in, she instinctively leaned back, pushing weight onto the bed, but it doesnt save her from his actions. "Wa--" Silenced by a kiss. Surprised, she lightly pushed him, but he had already pulled back. Looking at his smile, it might be smug even.  How forward can be be!? The noble avoided his gaze, embarrassed. "After all this time, you still have that on your mind.."

Looking back at him, she was about to hug him, but she stopped and instead stood up, giving distance between them. "Might as well get you situated to your new home...First thing I would suggest is a change of clothes and a bath. Over time, we can add furniture to your liking. I do not mind--but dont expect everything to be handed to you. You will work for it. I am sure you are capable."

"Thank you for being more accepting about this whole idea even if I didn't ask your permission..."
[6:05 PM] Flamy: "I couldn't help it- I didn't want you to look so caught up in yourself," He closes his eyes, avoiding her eyes in like out of a newfound sense of shame. "Er, yes, of course. Those should be in order. This room is providence enough- I'd need to be quite foolish to request for it. Regardless, I shall..." He gulps. "I'll work for your sake, Alysea. Mark my words."

"And who amongst us come into this world prepared or aware that they are even alive? I walk on that very precipice between life and death as we speak, but this gift is something to be grateful for," He opens his mouth to continue, but sighs, rubbing his temples, "Do not worry for me. At the very least, this is a fate far better than death."
[6:17 PM] Reyson: "..........." Alysea nodded. Surprisingly, she moved in to give him an embrace, staying there for a while, wanting to take in his warmth, his presence and perhaps his love too. Her cheek rested on his chest as her eyes was closed. Hearing his words made her happy and humble. She hoped this would work out between them. The noble didnt give words in return, just this action. Perhaps it was her reaffirming that all her work led her to this moment.

After a while, she pulled away from Glaive, taking his hand. She was suppose to return back soon to not bring suspicion, but for the time she has left, she spends it with the knight.  "I will show you around and get a bath for you ready."
____________________

[10:08 PM] Flamy: "So with these papers... Well, I suppose even a viper such as I does molt," He whistles, writing a rather generically-written "Frauchard" onto where his name would be. "Quite the offer, if I may. Do give my regards to House Vaer, my dearest."
[10:13 PM] Reyson: She looks at the paper. "Will do."
____________________

[10:15 PM] Flamy: "Wolves... Dammit, those dastards are phoenixes, but..." Leon nestles against Altina, rubbing her temples with one hand, holding her breath in shudders.
[10:19 PM] Reyson: Altina holds Lyon close to. She had a worried look on her face. "They earn such an infamous title because of who they are. Phoenix....Tch. They are far from your reach, Lyon. And even here, we dealt with the *wolves*."
[10:21 PM] Flamy: "I... I must be strong," Leon sighs, struggling to swallow the knot that has grown in her throat. "Forgive me, Tina. I failed them all. With my cowardice, my FEAR... We might have stood a chance then. We could have made at least one last stand!"
[10:26 PM] Reyson: "You are strong and brave. Despite your fears, you continued on." She looks seriously at her, holding her hands. "You cannot dwell on these regrets else it will swallow you whole. What is done is done. You did what you--we did what we could."
[10:39 PM] Flamy: Leon watched her hands join with Altina's, something that tugs at her heart: A memory of her falling down, and Altina picking her up, holding her hands, flashes by her.

"Those others, do you trust them?" Leon looks up at Altina, "I do wonder about them."
[10:43 PM] Reyson: "Trust is something earned. With time, Im sure I can confidently give a proper answer, but as of right now I can trust them enough to work with." She paused. "If the going gets tough, we have no choice but to trust them. They don't look like there is something brewing, but we must keep our wits. We maybe far from home, but loose lips travels fast."
[11:13 PM] Flamy: "Aye, there is little point in avoiding them. We may work with them for now, and determine their worth to us later," Leon yawns. "For now, I think we best sleep for now."
[11:17 PM] Reyson: "Yes...." Altina plants a kiss on her lips, pulling back to reveal her smirking. "Tomorrow, will be atleast eventful with this so called monster afoot. Good night." She lays down comfortably for bed.
____________________

[8:56 PM] Flamy: "Tina, I regret everything," Lyon lies down on the bed, arms and legs splayed all over it.
[8:57 PM] Reyson: "Why am I stuck with babysitting duty, Leon?"
[8:57 PM] Flamy: "You seem to know her best!" She kinda flings her hands up. "... How DO you know her, anyways?"
[9:02 PM] Reyson: Altina smirked. "Knowing what I do, thats a secret. She seem to follow me about since then, however, controlling her is entirely more difficult--kids I suppose." She shrugged, laying  on her side next to Leon on the bed, looking at her.

"So...........why exactly did you not wish me to take such a collar~?" She said in a teasing tone as a finger trails in circle over Lyon's belly. A curious smile on her face.
[9:09 PM] Flamy: "It's too unpredictable," Leon frowns, her legs jerking up a little in response to Altina's touch. "Besides, even if you came to my aid through that thing, it'd have left you too far to keep me safe. Better that you use it with someone that can more reliably engage in battle, like... Valshera or Arthur... I know you wouldn't prefer that last option, but really, now that I think about it, he's not really that much worse than-"

She closes her eyes, and sighs, speaking in Draconic this time. "...Leech." The word for this was Altina's favourite term for Glaive.
[9:20 PM] Reyson: ".............." Altina couldn't help but grin. "Heh." A typical response to hearing Leech being spoken by her. "Fine. That is fair. Considering you didn't want it to begin with, I would not force it upon you even if I had wanted to. You have your reasons for saying no whether I would have learned it or not and............I respect that so I abided by it.." The last thing Altina wanted was to do something her beloved didn't want and in most cases, she did trust it.

"Besides..." She added on. " I would not be far away from you in battle or anywhere for that matter." She did tend to stay close to Lyon or atleast in vision of her every time. Her finger stopped trailing and she just hugged Lyon. Being alone, she was more open to show her affectionate side.
[9:25 PM] Reyson: Flamy https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/476943579143733258/605616904505393162/unknown.png
[9:25 PM] Flamy: she's not going to dwell on it
[9:25 PM] Flamy: i mean, yeah, she's a sub
[9:25 PM] Flamy: but like
[9:25 PM] Flamy: plz
[9:50 PM] Flamy: Leon pouts a little when Altina's finger stops trailing, but doesn't skip a beat to pull Altina in close when she goes in to hug. "As expected of a dragon, keeping their treasures close to themselves. Well, if we are ever separated, the collar might be nice, you know. But if you really want to try it on now..." She gives a wink. "Be my guest~"
[9:57 PM] Reyson: Altina raises her head, her eyes narrowing at Lyon as soon as the woman winked. Is that a trap? A tease? "You jest, Lyon!" She huffed, lightly hitting her shoulder, but not in a harmful way. "Hmph. It would never be so easy."
[10:01 PM] Flamy: "Pffft, you are SO easy to play with, Tina,” Leon can't help but giggle a little. "Really, if you want to try it on, what's the harm? I doubt it could pose any threat to us now."
[10:31 PM] Reyson: "Not very funny." Given the thought, she did think about it. The look on her face was so obvious. "I mean....There isnt exactly any harm I suppose. But if something goes wrong, I best not be hearing a blame from you to me on this."
[10:32 PM] Flamy: "Worry not, my dearest Tina, it would be unladylike of me to do so."
[10:36 PM] Reyson: "Very well then..." Goes and gets the collar. It was honestly the first time she got to give a good examination of it. There was some excitement, which she tried to hide. It peaked her interest indeed and giving the option to try it out was surely something she wanted to do despite it. "Here goes nothing..."
[10:39 PM] Flamy: ...The collar shrinks a little to accommodate for Leon's smaller size, but otherwise looks like a fine little choker.

What did you expect?

It's just something that saves people. Leon tries to adjust it just a little. "A tad too snug, but I'll get over it."
[10:47 PM] Reyson: ~~ I cant believe you allowed this~~

Altina couldnt help but smirk as soon as the collar situated itself onto her. That filled her curiosity well. "Guess we wont know if it really work unless it happens, but considering as I will protect you, I doubt there is a need." She confidentially say despite knowing  there maybe an instance that it could be out of her hand. Her hand reached over to touch Lyon's collar. She moved in closer, whispering to her in a most seductive way. "It is not so knightly to say such words, but due to this it seems to strengthen that fact we are more bound to each other, my dear." A slight pause given. "In other words, you are forever mine~"
[10:47 PM] Reyson: ~~yikes~~
[11:33 PM] Flamy: Leon pouts, a sullen look on her face. "Aww, but this collar far better indicates an obligation that you must keep me out of potential harm. Has our relationship truly come to this...?"

She then kisses Altina on the lips.
[12:08 AM] Reyson: "This is--" Her words cut short by the kiss; not that she mind though. "...true." She finished her sentence. "I thought it fancy you in some way or form." Altina, in turn, kissed Lyon back. She found this moment to be enjoyable, something to draw her mind away from other things. Spending time with Lyon was always something she would favor.
[12:13 AM] Reyson: Pure canon now. Hah

(definitely not canon)
____________________

[9:18 PM] Flamy: Altina, at Leon's insistence, is now lying on a pile of Leon's noble clothes (not the ones that she usually wears nowadays, get your head out of the gutter) as a sort of makeshift bed in the middle of their room because Leon doesn't want to stain the actual bed, while Leon prepares various salves and bandages to patch up Altina's multiple, MULTIPLE burn wounds.

"I swear, I have yet to have seen an accident this bad ever since someone let off too much power into an Arcfire fighting a Wind Mage!" All the while scolding Altina, along with various other complaints and grumblings that, while it sounds naggy, she does show a good amount of concern in Altina's well-being. "...I am glad that you're alive and well. If you had died on me like that, I would first destroy this entire city, and... I suppose myself, after that, that I may join you."
[9:32 PM] Reyson: Altina, didn't resist as she was being healed. She was already tired, catching her breath-- or rather using her breathing techniques to slow down and calm herself. The pain from the burns stung, gritting her teeth to endure the pain. She didn't scream or yelp.

 "I'm not...gonna die." She mustered  a smirk. The scolding of Leon allowed her to keep her focus to stay awake but it didnt prevent her from now and then losing consciousness from both the intensity of the pain. "....Im sorry." She felt heavily guilty seeing the concern on Leon's face. The last thing she wanted was to make her worry or worst, harm herself.
[9:46 PM] Flamy: Leon sighs while administering the treatments. In these moments they and only they are together, she is not Leon, the swordswoman operating undercover. She is Menaulyon du Caramelir, the lover of Altina, and the holder of a now-dead title. For now, at least. Someday, she will regain the strength to reclaim her homeland.

"I am glad you have both the strength and the gall to at least claim such," Menaulyon kisses Altina's forehead, which thankfully wasn't hurt too much by the fire. "But so long as our time permits, allow me, your princess, to take care of you, my knight."
[9:57 PM] Reyson: Altina felt the kiss on her head, making her feel better. When Leon was still leaning close, the knight couldn't help but reach out to hold onto her hand, not wanting to let go. It brought comfort. She didn't say it, but it was certainly clear that in such instance, there was that feeling of fear. The bold claims of not dying was a band aid to alleviate both Leon's worry and her own mindset.

"I...wouldn't want it...any other way.." She replied, allowing to let down her walls to the only person she can trust the most in this world and love.
[10:16 PM] Flamy: "Please, no..." Menaulyon gulps. She's hardly ever seen Altina so hurt like this, and crying even. Gently, she lifts Altina's body, just a little, so her head has a more proper pillow- Lyon's ever-precious lap. It's not as soft as before, due to how she must do a bit more legwork than when she was at Flamberge, but at least it's better than clothes separating her from the floor.

"You need not be sorry, Tina. I know you mean well. You could not have foreseen such a thing. If anything... I should have," She strokes Altina's hair, which has been singed a good bit from the fire.
[10:29 PM] Reyson: She continued to cling onto Leon, letting her tears come out. She still tried her best to hold it in, but its clearly not working. Altina just let herself be exposed to Leon, a rare sight. Having been moved to a better position, she didn't mind or rather in her current state of mind it was the last thing to think of.

The knight shook her head, not wanting to accept Leon's words of blame. This fault was hers to make. There were different things she could have done in those instances and despite those choices, she made one and it led to this. "I'm sorry..." She muttered those words again between her tears. "I won't make the same mistake...so don't blame yourself." She had to be better and stronger for both their sakes. What kind of a knight she is if she were to fall here and now. Never again.
[11:11 PM] Flamy: "Please, believe me. I have had these... visions lately. Of the future, of how everything is to play out. I'm always there to see it, and... Truth be told, I do sometimes rely on them for guidance," Menaulyon shakes her head at Altina, tearing up a little. "I must never always depend on you. I cannot afford to be the same person as I was before. I must be strong, just like you."

And then, she closes her eyes and chuckles, cradling Altina's head a little more. "Oh, look at us, acting as if we may only trust each other in some godsforsaken world. It is not so! We have others to help us. Others that are like us, and also very different from us. We need their help, just as much as they need ours."
[11:14 PM] Flamy: hey reyson
[11:14 PM] Flamy: is leon edgy
[11:15 PM] Flamy: or like
[11:15 PM] Flamy: do i RP her edgily
[11:15 PM] Reyson: you do
[11:15 PM] Flamy: fuck
[11:20 PM] Reyson: Altina wiped her own tears, quietly nodding to acknowledge Leon's words. She does know Leon always seem to be wiser is such things than she and do believe in her words. It is hard for her to think up a way to deny those words either. Her being stronger would help them all.

"You...did ask before if we can trust others....and it seems like you do have faith in them..." Altina closes her own tired eyes, feeling better from the little things that Leon has done to comfort her. "They do what I cannot. If you believe in them, so will I.."
____________________

[12:30 AM] Flamy: lbr young altina is totally a type of meathead
[12:30 AM] Flamy: same w/ glaive
[12:31 AM] Reyson: She was more focused on physical activities....lol so ye
[12:31 AM] Reyson: It takes her a while for her to learn book work
[12:31 AM] Reyson: Alysea helps her with it
[12:32 AM] Flamy: ~~Tina asks Leon to help her read a book, ends up getting more interested in teasing Leon than actually reading~~
[12:32 AM] Reyson: Haha
[12:33 AM] Reyson: Read slower Lyon DX
[12:33 AM] Reyson: https://tenor.com/view/anime-confused-blush-gif-6014356[12:33 AM] Reyson: Asks Lyon what some words even mean
[12:34 AM] Flamy: "Tina, if you would stop grabbing me, I could inform you better as to what these words mean."
[12:35 AM] Reyson: "I-Its just...I dont understand what this even mean. Why couldn't they say a simpler word to describe what this word is. Lyon! It means the same thing!"
[12:37 AM] Flamy: "Words have their purpose, Tina," Leon's hand runs through Altina's hair, more as a way to relieve herself than Altina. "They can convey a deeper emotion, or something subtler. Take this passage for example..."
[12:40 AM] Reyson: Altina seemed to calm down a bit through Lyon's actions. She was able to focus more despite still showing a bit of some confusion, but it is lesser than before. "R-Right...I'll do my best."
____________________

[10:27 PM] Flamy: "Frankly," Leon collapses onto the bed, exhausted from the entirety of nonsense that was the trip to the ruins and back, looking up at the ceiling with the look of someone who couldn't wrap their head around basic magic incantations, "I don't know what to make of any of this."

First there's Arthur, then there's Valshera with a JAR OF LOPTYR'S BLOOD, and... Ayla, who has various things going on with her. And then some other things.
[10:33 PM] Reyson: Altina sits down on the bedside next to Leon, watching her. "Hm.....it is plenty to unpack, yes. The group looks to be filled with the special case. Good news for you though, I don't believe either one of us has such things. Atleast I know of--God related sort."
[10:58 PM] Flamy: "Perhaps I'm just horrifically cursed to have trouble follow me wherever I go," Leon muses, one hand absentmindedly reaching up to the ceiling, grasping at air, "But do let me know if you get any prophetic dreams from Naga. That would reassure me thaf I'm the insane one by virtue of being somewhat normal."
[11:04 PM] Reyson: Altina raises a brow. "I am the last person on this world who would get such a dream, but I suppose I can agree to that." She grasps Leon's hand which she held up in the air, to play with it. "You're being silly, you know. Besides, this is something we can handle--whatever this whole thing is."
[11:05 PM] Flamy: "Yes, I was hoping you'd catch on to me being entirely sarcastic about that," Menaulyon smiles a little, interlocking her fingers with Altina's. "But I suppose we know something, compared to, well, everyone else. We have that much, at least."
[11:13 PM] Reyson: Altina nodded. "Even though we do have knowledge on some of that, it is still a subject I am not to thrilled on. Weapons like that and even divine intervention is never really good news. That just means a war or something on a grand scale will come out of it........" Her voice and gaze trailed off to the side. "I rather not have to go through another...." After a pause, she looked back at Leon with a smirk. "If Naga starts talking to you, do tell me. Or any other god."
[11:20 PM] Flamy: "Well, if Naga or Thrud or Salamandra or Forseti or Baldur is talking to me, then that'd be definitive proof that I most certainly have gone insane, in that case," Menaulyon chuckles a little at her own contextually poor humor at this time, "So I don't think that would help any of us much if anyone were to know that about me."
[11:30 PM] Reyson: "I don't believe either of our backgrounds would do much in our positon." Altina chuckles in regards to Leon's comment. "I think for now, its better that neither one of the reasons why we are here to begin with isn't the cause of this. If anything, it looks like the both of us are just being dragged along by their issues. I did took the liberty to check up on the Silver Dagger with my informants, just to be safe." (That is what I asked Shinori about)
[11:44 PM] Flamy: ~~not even Silver Dagger any more, it's Cult of the Black Dragon~~
[11:47 PM] Flamy: "Oh? You still have your network available to you?" Menaulyon raises an eyebrow, but nods, "Ah, but of course, you're not the one who needs to be in hiding here."

Another hand comes up to wrap around the interlocked hand pair. "...I love you, Tina. I don't quite tell you that enough."
[11:47 PM] Reyson: ~~yeah that one~~
[11:50 PM] Reyson: "I never lost it to begin with. Just being safe about it of course."

Altina leans in close to give her a kiss. "Heh. I love you too. I do want to hear it from you more often."
____________________

[9:00 PM] Flamy: "Tina..." Leon looks back at Altina as the two walk into the room, tilting her head slightly. "Will you be leaving again?"
[9:04 PM] Reyson: Altina looks at her. "Yes...I suppose it is quite obvious by now considering..." She trailed with Leon already knowing their situation. After setting down her belongings, she headed to the window of the room, leaning against the wall to look out of the window as if to keep a look out. She crossed her arms, deep in thought about the situation. Silent for a while before speaking up. "I feel frustrated having to hide like a child when I see those knights." Her eyes glared at no one in particular, her foot tapping. "I got careless and he found me. Tch."
[9:10 PM] Flamy: "I'm done with running, too," Leon shakes her head, setting down all but her rapier, which lies on her lap as she sits on her side of the bed. "I... I don't want to run away from my problems. That's not what a Caramelir... That's not what a true Fyaraen would do. I am just as much a Fyaraen as he or you are. I cannot try to run any longer. But... Should we tell the others? This isn't their troubles. I should not want for them to care for our problems. After all-"

She cuts herself off. "Regardless, should the opportunity present itself, I should like to do away with those men myself."
[9:16 PM] Reyson: "Considering we already know **their** problems." Altina rolled her eyes. "They need not another on their plate."

Hearing the last bit, she sharply looked at Leon. "As much as it is certainly the reason of of their presence here, I am **not** letting you do that. Haven't you had enough with Fyaraen blood on your hands as it is, Lyon?" Her voice was cold, but with her knowing how Altina was, she just didn't want Lyon to bear the burden of doing such things. "I will do it in your stead. Its what I was trained to do--people like those. Unless I somehow misunderstand you and you are somehow willing to go for a diplomatic approach, I doubt that is the case."
[9:22 PM] Flamy: "I can fight for myself too, Tina!" Leon looks up at Altina with a glare, gripping the sheath of her rapier in one hand and the hilt in the other. "If I must fight them, then so be it. I dragged you into this problem, Altina, let ME solve this... Please."
[9:31 PM] Reyson: Altina saw her gripped onto her rapier which, without thinking, marched over to her, putting her hand on Lyon's hand which held the weapon. She stared at her eyes, glaring back. "I know you can fight. I've seen you fight, but once you reveal yourself, they will know that it is **you** . It might go well or not. We aren't in Fyarae anymore. I dont have Lady Alysea's help or the others. Is just you and I and if anything were to happen to you, I would--!!" Her voice raised a bit in frustration but at the end, she cut herself off, pausing before continuing. "You want to risk that? You want to risk what we have been trying to prevent?"
[10:13 PM] Flamy: Leon's breath comes out in shudders, the kind one would have trying to hold back the fact that they are very tense right now. "I know... I know it might reveal me... But if so, I would sooner make myself take the burden, than to-"

She closes her eyes. Will she say something she might regret? Maybe Altina is right. Perhaps risking her life like this isn't worth the suffering she would inflict onto Altina. Just like Glaive did to her and the others... Leon leans forward, resting her head against Altina, breathing hard, a few sobs quietly passing by. "I don't want people harmed. As the leader, I can't let them SEE me weak. They cannot find that I am little more than the coward in your arms. I must be stronger."
[10:15 PM] Flamy: ~~god imagine if they break up over this~~
[10:49 PM] Reyson: ~~ OH NO ~~
[11:00 PM] Reyson: Heated in the moment, it didnt look like Altina would back off. She was certain to make sure Lyon wasn't in danger. However, the moment she saw Lyon leaned forward and rested her head on Altina's shoulder, she fell silent. She heard the quiet sobs. Her heart stopped and her stomach churned. Her mentality was to give the person she cares about the safety she deservers, but by doing so, her words and her actions has also made her hurt. The knight's instinct was to hug the woman first but within her own self it tugged back and forth between being stern or giving in. What was the right thing to do? She balled her hand into a fist, fighting her own weakness for loving her. Her cold gaze disappeared as her arms wrapped around Lyon, comforting. "I.." She took a deep breath before continuing. "You are not weak--not to me. I just want to work this out. I want trust you and trust my capabilities of overcoming this. I know I cant do this alone.....If you believe we can do this together, then I have to put faith in that." Lyon was the better of her on which she was not and Lyon needs Altina to do what she cant.
[11:32 PM] Flamy: "...Gods, I must not keep breaking down like this," Menaulyon shakes her head, looking up to Altina with a weakened sort of smile. "I have you by my side. Together, we are all but unstoppable. After all, you are my hero of courage and power."

She closes her eyes, shaking her head, indignant at her own words. "It has been a while since I have said that to you, love. Pray that I do not say something so embarrassing again."
[11:43 PM] Reyson: "It is never wrong to express such feelings." Altina stared at her and her weakened smile. She gave her a small smile. It was rare for her to do so, but when it comes out, it meant much. "I never said that you shouldn't ever say such words.." In fact, it was something she liked to hear.  It was one way to really help Altina understand what she feels and means at times. She held her close to, comforting.

"If we're both in agreement, then......then we must figure out how to solve this problem then." She sternly said. "How shall we proceed?"
[12:21 AM] Flamy: "Hm..." Menaulyon rests her head against Altina, humming as she usually does when thinking, "We'll need to throw them off our tracks. That would be what leads to minimal blood on our hands. Somehow convince them that we've left Arthur and the others and left the city. Or..."

She takes a deep breath. "We return to Fyarae. There could still be those willing to take up arms against Octavius. I am unsure if the others would join us, but... I suppose we should keep even such an outlandish possibility in mind, though I think we should work with things that are, well, under our control for the most part."
[12:27 AM] Flamy: realtalk tho i'd be down to derail the campaign to reclaiming flamberge
[12:27 AM] Reyson: "We're not returning to Fyarae..........not yet. Not with this reason." Altina quickly rejected the suggestion for it. It was mainly her pride and other reasons concerning Darastrix.

"There is that mercenary group. Dependable as they are, I doubt we have the funds to. At best, we can go into hiding and avoid them entirely to make them think we aren't there anymore....At best, we can use the connection we make to help it happen."
[12:27 AM] Reyson: I mean I know you would LOL
[12:28 AM] Flamy: anything to KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM
[12:29 AM] Flamy: anyways, gonna sleep so cya
[12:29 AM] Reyson: SEE YAA
[12:30 AM] Reyson: if we do manage to bring it back to fyarae
[12:30 AM] Reyson: lets kill octavius
[12:30 AM] Reyson: i told zui to go to sleep
[12:30 AM] Reyson: he told me
[12:30 AM] Flamy: do we also get Alysea and cough Frauchard
[12:30 AM] Reyson: "Reyson wtf"
[12:30 AM] Reyson: : D
[12:30 AM] Reyson: ye
[12:30 AM] Flamy: DUDE IF ALLIE AND FRAUCHARD JOIN THAT'D BE SO SICK
[12:31 AM] Flamy: also Frauchard is so getting one of those masks that Gundam villains wear
[12:31 AM] Reyson: Haha oh god
[12:31 AM] Flamy: YOU KNOW IT MAKES SENSE
[12:33 AM] Flamy: Neo Roanoke, Mr. Bushido, hell Quattro Bajeena too if you wanna count it that way
[12:33 AM] Reyson: W-What
[12:34 AM] Flamy: all guys who "died"
[12:34 AM] Flamy: and then came back under a different ID
[12:35 AM] Reyson: Haha oh
[12:37 AM] Flamy: also all wore masks
[12:37 AM] Flamy: ok i guess quattro wore shades but SAME THING
[12:38 AM] Reyson: itll be an interesting thing for sure if it hapens XD