[IC] Time Stops For Fire(Altered Tundra and Hero)

[AlteredTundra]

When the knocking of room service came for their room, Jaakuna smiled and chuckled at how fast Emiri would get up to answer it. Perhaps he should have put something else on, but really his clothes were dirty, so it’s not like he would be able to put on clothes. Maybe he should have grabbed a change of clothes, but Jaakuna really wasn’t thinking. Still, it was amusing to see how Emiri was so flustered. It’s not like she hasn’t seen a half-naked man before. Unless, of course, it was. That thought even put Jaakuna’s amusement even higher.

When Jaakuna saw the food being rolled into the room, Emiri set it on the table. She got through hers quickly. Jaakuna didn’t even get the chance to touch his before she so quickly finished hers. As he was about to dig into his array of cheese and deli meats, Jaakuna felt the table shake. She was so rattled up that she was trying to hide it. Jaakuna smiled at this and leaned forward. Him doing that would accidentally allow his penis and balls to slightly show. Jaakuna tried his best to prevent it, but it couldn’t be done.

As he started to eat his cheese and deli meats, Jaakuna noticed some note addressed to him. It read:

This will hopefully make your job easier.

Be wary, for sleeping powder needs to be ingested.

--V

When Jaakuna read the note, he tore it up into bits and pieces. While he did think it would make his job easier, Jaakuna was still thinking about what he wanted to do. He still had to consider all points, but he just couldn’t right. So, he just kept on eating. He would be finished within a few minutes. When he did finish, there was another knock on the door. Jaakuna got up, making sure the towel was tightly tight so that it didn’t come undone.

Jaakuna answered the door and it was one of the employees of the hotel and they brought him a change of clothes . “Thanks for this.” Jaakuna said.

The guy just stared at Jaakuna holding his hand out, as if wanting a tip. However, Jaakuna didn’t catch on and he just slapped the guy’s hand with a high-five reflex and he shut the door.

As Jaakuna looked at the clothes, there was a white tank top, white boxers and some black sweats. It wasn’t much but it was something. “To benefit you, I will change into some clothes. Besides, it’s getting breezy.” Jaakuna said as he went into the bathroom and he closed the door. He proceeded to remove the towel and first he slipped on the boxers first, then the sweats and then the tank top. The sweats were a perfect fit. He didn't even have to tighten the string. He took a minute to stare into the mirror. It was just the entire day that had him stressed and some sleep might really benefit him. Plus, it was getting pretty dark out as Jaakuna could see from when he was out in the living room area. Within a minute, he opened up the door of the bathroom, and exited to walk back to where he was.

[Hero]

Amused, of course, at her discomfort. She furrowed her brow, taking another sip of tea more for hiding her indignant expression then out of thirst. She remained completely silent, that is, until he flashed her. She wasn't drinking this time, but her face lit up instead--she cursed her wandering eyes and forced herself to drink again. People truly had no shame, did they? Still, out of the corner of her eye Emiri watched Jaakuna rip the note to shreds. What was that all about? Before she could ask, however, he excused himself to go to the bathroom. She didn't have much time--dare she try to look? It upset him, or at the very least bothered him enough to enlist such a reaction. Still, time was ticking--literally--and so she quickly picked at the pieces, trying to make some sense of the hastily written words. She squinted at them, frequently looking at the bathroom door, lest she get caught. Unfortunately, the way it was ripped made it nearly impossible to tell what the note originally said, though two words made it out:

'sleeping powder'

At this point, Emiri froze, her entire body in shock. Her eyes darted to the door, and with a haste quicker then one under a spell, scattered the bits to how they were. Sleeping powder? For what? Oh no, had she had some slipped into her drink already? Into her food, perhaps? She bit her lip, tapping one of her knees as she tried to think why Jaakuna would order such a thing. No, she was the one that ordered the meal, but what if he had done so beforehand? For his employer? That is, unless he was interested in something else. But what other benefit would drugging her do? The answer hit her like a sack of bricks, her mind jumping to the absolute worst conclusion.

The bathroom door open, and Emiri openly squealed in surprise, her breath rather short as if she had gotten caught red handed doing something she shouldn't have. She grabbed her tea, nearly spilling it in the process, then remembered the sleeping powder, and this time she practically threw it back onto the tray. Oh no, her body was feeling tired. Was she too late? Would he have his way with her? Slightly hyperventilating, Emiri looked up at him with watery purple eyes. "Y-You c-can't..." She cried, a hand to her lips as she tried not to actually cry. "I've never...I-I haven't even...that is...I-I-I'm still..." She stuttered tremendously, it was actually comical. But she inhaled deeply, trying to compose herself, and whispered, "H-How c-could you...I...I've never e-even b-been with a man th-that way..." She sniffled, eyes still watery, and she grasped the arm of the couch desperately, feeling her limbs start to get numb.

[AlteredTundra]

As Jaakuna came out, Emiri was acting weird and this was a bit more than usual. Jaakuna didn’t know what she was acting so weird over. He noticed that she all of a sudden had her tea and it spilled over. Maybe she was still in her mindset of seeing half-naked Jaakuna — Or maybe it was something different. Regardless, Jaakuna just shrugged at it. Well, that was until she said what she said. It was in stutters, but Jaakuna heard.

First it was that he can’t. He can’t what? That puzzled him, but when she continued on, Jaakuna was even more confused. He didn’t even know what she was talking about. It took him a good two or three minutes standing up thinking about her attitude, and then he remembered that he left the crumbled and torn bits of the note. Jaakuna really had to think about it, but maybe she was able to read it.

Oh, you think--” JAakuna started laughing. He couldn’t stop. No other words came out, but just laughter came out, so much so that Jaakuna was bending over.

[Hero]

He was laughing. He was laughing. Was this some kind of joke? "How-How DARE you?!" She half cried, half yelled, clearly not understanding the humor in the situation. "If you truly believe taking advantage of innocent girls is a JOKE, I have lost all respect for you!" Still, it was for naught, for he continued to laugh. This was a nightmare, torn straight from one of those pamphlets warning about dangerous men. What was that advice her nanny had given her? 'Never be alone with a strange man!' she would say. Except she was far, far past that stage. Way too far.

She felt dizzy. She sank into the couch, now laying down on it, and threw one arm over her eyes rather dramatically. "Should you choose to take it, do so already. Spare me the dread." She murmured, her heart pounding. Did it hurt? Often she had heard it did the first time. She let out another choked sound, though laid limply on the couch. "I hope it doesn't hurt too much." She muttered darkly, her other hand on her chest. There was no escape. Just dread.

[AlteredTundra]

Is she serious? She actually thinks that Jaakuna wanted her in that way. Like seriously, she sure jumps to conclusions before getting all the facts. Of course, Jaakuna thought this was just too funny. He found the idea of her overreacting in such a dramatic way hilarious, and yet, as she laid on the couch there, he had half of a mind to humor her for a bit, but that would be a little too mean, even for Jaakuna.

“Okay, Miss Drama Queen, let me fill you in on something.” Jaakuna said as he was right next to the couch. “I’m guessing you read that note, so you obviously know that I have sleeping powder, but hey little miss clueless! “ He shouted, most likely getting her attention. “If you read the ENTIRE note, you would know that my stupid ass employers were the ones who sent me that note.” Jaakuna said as sat down on the couch, right at Emiri’s feet. “However, if you’re serious.” Jaakuna said as he started to run his left hand on her left leg and it started to go further and further up her dress.

[Hero]

Emiri removed her arm from her face, propping herself on her elbows to properly look at him. Really? Seriously?! Of COURSE she was going to assume the worst! She hasn't even known him for a whole day and it is EXACTLY like something he'd do! Or at least, she made the assumption (but at this rate she would never admit that), but what she didn't like was his tone. And she was NOT being a drama queen! How dare he?!

"What are you trying to say, am I not good enough for you?!" She snapped, pulling at her dress, unintentionally revealing more of her chest. "In case you've failed to notice, all those clothes you had looked like they belonged to a two-gil whore!" She waved one arm frantically around, as if it would help her explain. "I am MUCH more desirable then any other woman you've had--and how many would that be? Two? Ten? A dozen?" She was seething at this point, completely blowing everything out of the water. She wasn't really mad, just insulted. As to why she was insulted was the real mystery, however.

[AlteredTundra]

And there you have it. She completely lost it. Jaakuna was just so baffled at how Emiri was going off the handle. She was just spouting these words about how she was angry that Jaakuna discounted what she originally thought the sleeping powder was for. Jaakuna would have thought that she would be happy to hear that he had no plans on using it to fuck her.

When Jaakuna thought she was done there, he was dead wrong. She made a comment on how the dress that she was wearing looked like they belonged to some cheap whore or something. Jaakuna found truth in that, but still she was going a bit over the top. Even further, she went into dangerous, dangerous waters about how he had over a dozen women. That’s where Jaakuna’s demeanor changed. It went from playful, amused flirtation to an upset emotion. It was different than what he was feeling just a minute ago. In response to that, he got up, and turned away. His anger was high, but he wanted to remain semi-calm.

“Actually, no I haven’t been with a dozen women.” Jaakuna said as he turned around as he said that. “For your information, Savayna has been my only time with a woman!” Jaakuna said loudly. “So, before you make the wrong assumption…again, you better get all the facts down first.” Jaakuna said as he pretty much tore her a new one.

[Hero]

Emiri's eyes narrowed. True, perhaps she had gotten slightly out of line with her assumptions, but how in the world was she supposed to know? Weren't Sly Pirates all about that sort of thing? And she wasn't about to forget how he touched her leg like he did. He remained calm, but she wasn't as controlling of her emotions. A lot of pent up feelings seem to have exploded, though to was a silent fury that followed. "Facts?" She mockingly asked, and she stood too. She could've been frightening, had she another foot to her height. "The FACT of the matter is that I'm here with someone who I don't even know, mind you that you wanted to KIDNAP me. The FACT of the matter is that people CAN and WILL assume things. You and I have known each other for what--a couple of hours at most? You tell me, Sky Pirate, what is a person going to assume?"

Most of her rage wasn't even towards him, really. She was yelling more at herself, oddly enough. Unfortunately, she had more to say, "Indeed, I overstepped my boundaries, I do apologize, but let me remind you WHY. Of course I'm going to assume the worst out of everyone. No one gives me facts, they do what they please with me and that is that. I don't get a say, I don't even get a choice." She emphasized, her hands balling into fists. "Not from you, not from your employer, not from...from anyone." She almost mentioned her mother, but managed to catch herself. Jaakuna was willing to part with personal information; she was not. Now she was the one turning away, though she had her hand over her mouth, fighting back tears. Why was she so angry? All was said and done, and at this point she slowly sank back into the couch, her head in her hands. "I...I am a person. I'm not...I'm not a tool."

I hate you so much, Mother.

[AlteredTundra]

Wow, she was just letting it all out. Jaakuna couldn’t blame her. Today has been incredibly stressful and she’s right, they have only known each other for a few hours, maybe six hours on maximum. In that time, they have indeed been through a lot, but Jaakuna was still a little angry at the assumptions. However, he understands why she made the comments that she did.

When she made the comment of Jaakuna wanting to kidnap her, that’s a bit of an overstatement. He simply wanted her to come with him and if necessary, force would be applied. If that accounts as kidnapping, then Jaakuna needs to rethink his approach to those sort of things. However, when she made the comment about not having a choice, Jaakuna just tipped his head to the side in confusion.

“No choice!? Are you fucking high or fucking stupid?” Jaakuna asked her. His confusion was the only thing on his mind right now. “Was I the one forcing you to use your ability to help BOTH OF US get away from my crazy ex-wife? Was I the one who suggested I show you my airship? Was I the one who wanted to go to Bhujerba?” Jaakuna’s questions became half-attacks. “No, I wasn’t.” Jaakuna said, and he took a slight breathe in and let it out. “I’m sorry honey, but you’re the one who did and said all those things, YOU made the choice to come aboard my airship. So, let that sink in, m’kay?”

[Hero]

He was right. He was absolutely right. She was so stupid to think he'd understand. She should have abandoned him when she had the chance. But she didn't. Why? Because it was wrong? Because she didn't want to inconvenience him. She wasn't thinking rationally, and truth be told, it hurt. It hurt to be naive, it hurt that he was right. She was still the same, idiotic child that ran away from home those years ago, she hadn't changed at all. From that day to now, she never thought out the consequences. Why? Why was she so stupid?!

The brown haired girl slowly looked up at him. She wanted to tell him he was right, but the words didn't come. Her expression was one of defeat and she remained silent. Instead she laid back down on the couch, curling up with one of the pillows and having her back to him. She didn't want to speak anymore, she was tired, physically, mentally, and she just wanted it to go away. She wanted to run and hide somewhere, and hugged the pillow tighter. She was stupid. She was really, really stupid. Well no more. She had to be selfish, be more cunning.

She needed to rest. She wasn't going to stay here the entire night.

[AlteredTundra]

Maybe Jaakuna was a bit too harsh with her. Maybe he should have been nice in this regard, but he can’t change what he said. Whichever the case, Jaakuna was getting tired himself and he did want to get some shuteye before the big decision that he most likely has to make tomorrow.

As he was going to head to the bed and sleep, he came across the vile of sleep powder. It was like it was staring right him in the face, telling him that he should use it. Should he use it? Should Jaakuna actually turn Emiri in and claim the rest of his gil? It would be so easy. All he would have to do is slip it into her drink in the morning and bam! He would get her out of his hair for good. However, there was just his gut feeling telling him it was wrong and made him think back to what she was saying about who was hiring him. She was saying some shit about how it would be a big mistake. That was constantly on his mind and Jaakuna really didn’t know what the right thing to do was. Maybe a good night sleep would work out in his favor. So, as Emiri most likely was going to sleep, Jaakuna went to the bed across the room and he did the same exact thing. He would sleep the night away, even if it’s only 9 O’Clock in the PM.

---

In Bhujerba, the night rounds around the streets, and few people are out. There are definitely some out and that includes the Archadian soldiers and their general. They are out making their way to the Marquis’ estate. They’re going to request an audience with him and hopefully they will get it. Savayna definitely isn’t any fun when she doesn’t get what she wants.

Right outside the estate, Savayna opens the door, and at the desk, there is a clerk, who is male and stands with a tall frame. He’s skinny and definitely not someone who can take on ten Archadian soldiers, especially one being a top general.

“Hi, Welcome to Marquis Roman’s estate! May I help you with something?” The man said politely.

Savayna approached. “Yes, I request an audience with his marquisness.” She requested.

“Your name and profession please?” He asked.

“Savayna Glacie, Top General of the Archadian Empires Imperial Forces.” She responded.

“One moment please.” The man said as he picked up a phone that was a direct line to the Marquis. “Marquis Roman, I have Savayna Glacie of the Archcadian Empire’s Imperial forces requesting to an audience with you. “ He said, waiting for a response from the Marquis.

[Hero]

"Surely you jest."

"I lie not, Marquis. I beseech you, remain neutral and nothing will ever change."

At that moment, Bhujerba had begun to sleep. That did not, however, mean that Roman's job was done. No, he worked tirelessly, endlessly. to the point where he considered his desk his resting place rather than his own bed. Still, today was a most unusual day, what with the most unusual guest he had so far. The blonde haired youth before him stood steady, speaking on behalf of Rozarria. He was well aware that the girl was someone of great importance. However, her wishes were futile, and while she remained a member of the royal family of Roselia, she was currently powerless.

Roman himself was at a loss. Archades had, for some time, been after Bhujerba for their mines. While he permitted they occupy them, he refused to give them power over the country. Things were much too tense between Archades and Rozarria; he mused that the gods were testing Ivalice. Surely, she would erupt, with Humes holding the torches to their own destruction. He let out a weary sigh, and once again looked to the young woman standing before him. "Her Royal Highness, Princess Nadeline Lenore of House Roselia, second in line for the throne. I will take your words into consideration. I ask, however, that you return from whence you came."

Madeline nodded, slightly bowing, and left promptly. Her appearance was one that was surprising, but not moreso then his next guest. His attendant revealed to him that Archades' General was at his doorstep--quite literally, in fact. He nodded, beckoning the lady in, and arose from his seat. "I knew it was only a matter of time before you appeared." He stated, chuckling slightly. "I must ask you, General Glacie, what business have you in the streets of Bhujerba? Your soldiers are frightening my people--I had a young boy come to me, quaking in fear for his life."

[AlteredTundra]

After being granted an audience with the Marquis of Bhujerba, Savayna was told by the desk clerk that she may enter, but her men may not. She did protest at first, but it was just to be cautious. Also, so that intimidation or any kind of harm does not come to the Marquis. Though she huffed, Savayna agreed and told her men to wait outside of the estate.

As she entered, Savayna saw one of the royal family members of Rozarria’s House Roselia. Though words were not exchanged, a simple glance at each other was met before they each went their opposite directions(Savyana into the Marquis’ office and Nadeline out the estate). She entered the room, and as she appeared before Marquis Roman, Savayna first bowed, as she was showing her respect for the man right in front of her. The man was quite young-looking. Granted, he looks just as old as Savayna is herself, but she is still surprised that such a man runs a city like Bhujerba.

As her bowing ended, her gaze to Roman began. She heard him speak, which was mainly directed entirely at her presence within Bhujerba and how her men were striking fear into the citizens of Bhujerba. “If they are afraid of my men, then obviously they are right in their minds. “ She spoke, speaking truth, but perhaps she shouldn’t have. Maybe that’s true, but Savayna cared not about what words escaped from her tongue. “But to insult you and your people is not the reason I requested an audience with you, Marquis. I am in need of a favor.” She continued, “You see, a very annoying Sky Pirate has entered your fine city of Bhujerba. You see, my lord, Emperor Vincent Ordull Darcone wishes him to be returned to Archadia.” She said as her point was being put across. “He has a very unique ship, one that is very recognizable by any set of eyes. This ship is the only one of its kind. It takes the name of Ifrit. This person I speak of stole it from my lord and his brother.” She said as she stood in front of Roman. She didn’t know if her words were going to get through, but she will have to wait and see.

[Hero]

The Marquis nodded politely. He had heard about this ship, but didn't think it was something to be remembered. Still, if it was stolen, this would be a very serious matter. He would indeed heed the General's words. The Marquis nodded once more, as if confirming his thoughts. It was then that he spoke, "It truly is a marvel in the sky. I would assume, then, that you have come to repossess it and pass judgment on its thief?" At this point he turned to the window, watching Bhujerba. "What I don't seem to understand--and please, feel free to enlighten me--is that why would you personally come here? Once more I ask for your forgiveness, but you must understand the effect you have not as a mere General, but as a person of power from Archades, my lady."

He then cleared his throat, shaking his head. "Of course, that isn't to say I will stand idly by. I will send a message to the Aerodome to take possession of the stolen airship and arrest whoever is responsible. Once they are both caught, I will gladly hand them over to you, as per protocol." This was a very subtle, yet obvious way of him asking her not to take any action. If anyone were to see the General exert her power in a foreign land, it could mean trouble. Of course, it wasn't that she didn't know--she was not a fool--but rather a gentle reminder.

[AlteredTundra]

The Marquis was a smart man. He knew how to word things in a certain way and he knew exactly what Savayna could do. Still, with that being true, Savayna wasn’t exactly looking to aprehend Jaakuna in the proper way. Of course, with Savayna wanting to do that, Roman had to ask why she came here personally and not someone else, like a Judge or something. She kind of chuckled when Roman made the comment of how her being in Bhujerba has a very particular fear-like effect to the people of Bhujerba is not just cause of her being a general, but someone who holds weight of the power within Archadia.

“Yes, it is true of what you say. I DO hold power within the Archadian Empire ranks, you’d be well to remember that, Marquis.” Savayna said, with a slight threat hidden under agreement of what he said. “As to why I am here personally and not one of the six Judges of the Archadian Court is simple. It was my fault that this certain person escaped with the ship Ifrit.” She said as she looked to the Marquis. “I do not think protocol is needed here. All you simply have to do is give me the password to what holds the ship in the airlock, and we can pretend like none of this ever happened, okay?”

[Hero]

He didn't mean to laugh, but he did. Roman was always the gentleman, never one to disrespect anyone. He was raised better then that, anyway. He turned back to Savayna, unfazed for the most part. Yes, she was certainly making herself quite clear. But to just 'pretend it never happened'? That simply had to be a joke. And yet, just like his previous guest, she was all too serious. Thus was the source of his laugh. He strode over to Savayna, crossing his arms. "I sincerely hope this criminal is worth your time, General." He said, scratching his chin. "For you to make such a jest...you and I both know that a man in my position cannot ignore anything that happens, lest it return to haunt me."

Roman then sighed, giving off a nonchalant shrug. "Unfortunately, I do not possess what you seek." He was actually sincere on his apology. "The manager with the code is likely gone by now. Do not fret, I will send word to the Aerodome, you may possess the ship tomorrow." He then sat down, picking up the quill he had set down before Nadeline had come in. "I will remind you once more however, that you not disturb my citizens. Even your Emperor would not save you from the consequences." He said rather cheerfully, almost pleasantly, "For now I suggest you rest, for the manager will be there quite early. I do hope you catch your criminal.p"

[AlteredTundra]

For Savayna, hearing the words that the Marquis spoke gave her anger up the yin-yang, but she did not show it because showing such anger would prompt her to do something really stupid. On the other side of things, when she heard him speak about whether or not she was joking about him looking over the fact of him giving her the password, and just let it go. In other words, look the other way. She was laughing as he did, like at the same time. Their laughter came to a stop in a very hostile-like way.

“Trust me, Marquis, should you look this over, you will not regret it. However,” She paused, giving the Marquis a very stern, and distinctive grin “If you do not grant me this favor, I will make no such promises that the Archadian will forgive this, and that, Marquis Roman, is something you’ll regret and it WILL come back to haunt you, that I can promise you.” Savayna was very direct and clear in her threat. She made the point across that regrets would be had if he would put down her request of Savayna getting the passcodes. “But I shall do as your Marquis desires. I shall take my leave. My men, and certainly myself, are getting tired. “ As she said that, Savayna bowed and she took her leave, walking out the office of the Marquis.

As she came to the front desk, she saw that the desk clerk was not there, most likely at break or something. So, before he could get back, Savayna went to the computer and searched in the keywords ‘Manager’ and ‘Aerodome’. It took about thirty seconds, but there was one name that it came to. It read Carlo Restroan. Right where the name was, a picture, and the address of this man. “I gotcha now.” Savayna said as she smirked, and put the computer back to what it was at before the desk clerk came back. As he did, she was on her way out. He waved goodbye and she did the same.

She made her way outside and her men all stood looking at her. “How did it go milady?” One of the soldiers said.

“It went fine. We were just at a misunderstanding of words.” Savayna said as she walked passed them in a very fast manner. The sound of her armor could be heard as she walked fast. The sounds of the heavy armor could also be heard as her soldiers walked fast behind her.

“So do we turn in for the night?” One of soldiers said as the ten of them continued walking.

Savayna didn’t stop, but she spoke. “No, we’re going to be hitting up a certain Manager of the Aerodome.” She said, as she kept walking, her blonde hair to the left side of her hair. “I got the address from the desk. We’re going to pay him a visit.” She said as she still kept walking at a fast pace.

The soldiers with her weren’t sure how this would boil over with the political side of things, but they weren’t paid to question orders. They were paid to follow those orders and follow them they did.

Within ten minutes, which made it close to thirty minutes after nine O’Clock in the PM, Savayna and her Archadian soldiers found themselves at a cottage on the outskirts of Bhujerba’s main marketplace. Approaching, Savayna told her men to stand back, out of site for in the event that she would need them, she will signal. In the meantime, she will go in on her own.

As she knocked on the door, she did so four times, but it was two separate times. After ten seconds, someone to the door. It was a man with similar shaded blonde hair as Savayna had. He also had glasses and was around her age as well.

“Yes, can I help you?” Carlo said, asking Savayna’s reason for being at his home.

She smiled falsely, “Yes, I believe you’re the manager of the Aerodome. Or am I wrong to assume as such?” She said.

He nodded. “Yes, that is my profession. “ He said confirming what she thought to be true. [b]“Now, I’ll ask you once more. What are you doing here at my home?” He asked once more.

She smiled, then chuckled. ‘Well…”Then, with a burst of force on her part, Savayna pushed the door open, then proceeded to kick the man in the balls. “I am in need of your presence with me.” She said, gesturing her men to come.

Carlo grunted in pain as he went down to his knees, hands holding onto his genitals and his head down and butt up as a result.

“Okay, you guys, tie his hands behind his back.” She said as she ordered her men to bind the man with rope that they picked up along the way.

As Savayna had already closed the door to the cottage, she took a seat on a chair as Carlo was tied up and he was pressed against one of the walls. “You know, I didn’t want to do this, but your Marquis denied my request of getting the passcode to the airlock, so I can apprehend a certain red and green airship by the name of Ifrit. “ she said as she sat crosslegged looking at her nails as she said that to Carlo.

Carlo looked confused. “And you think I can help you with that? You’re crazy, you know that!” He said, yelling at Savayna.

She smiled. “Yes, I know I am, but that doesn’t matter. You’re going to help whether you want to or not.” She demanded.

Carlo continued to object and after a few rounds of him insulting Savayna and her just taking it all in, eventually he submitted after one of the soldiers went to town on his face causing a bloody nose, black eye, and busted lip. After that happened, the eleven of them went on to the Aerodome and they got there within twenty minutes. It was a long walk as Carlo was fighting it from time to time, but he was punched In the gut a few times. Eventually, it got to the point where Savayna ordered one of the soldiers to carry him on their back. When they arrived at the Aerodome, Savayna would order Carlo to enter the code. As he did sit in his desk, he was at the screen where he was able to make many choices. He could give her the passcode there, or he could send a silent alarm(to Savayna’s knowledge), but it would be pretty loud to the Marquis. It was the alarm that if there was any breach of security or major threat. He chose the latter over the former.

[Hero]

Nadeline walked through the streets of Bhujerba, her steps were quick and light as her heels clacked against the ground. She inhaled deeply, frustrated that once again, she was ignored. Her aunt, Empress Reia, was full set on way with Archades--it didn't help that they reciprocated the hostility. With Archades' invasion of Dalmasca, things had come to a boil, any small movement would cause the put to overflow, so to speak. One thing was stopping Reia from outright declaring war, and even then it was only a matter of time before she acquired the 'weapon' she kept rambling on and on about. Her father, Lorenzo, tried to shield her from such matters: war was a terrible thing, and so long as she stayed in the capital, she would be safe.

And what of her people? Reia cared only for victory, as anyone who perished was simply not strong enough to live. This of course included civilians and travelers and all who would get caught in between. Dalmasca would turn into a battlefield, just like Nabudis had all those years ago. But no one would listen! No wonder peace so was fragile; everyone insisted on shedding blood rather then try to understand one another. Nadeline huffed rather indignantly, though she brushed a hand through her golden waves, trying to think. Roman said he would consider her words--she didn't doubt that sincerity. However, she feared not that he wouldn't act, but that by the time he did, it would be too late.

The girl paused in her tracks as a young boy blocked her path. He smiled up at her rather innocently, procuring a note for her. "For you." He said cheerfully.

It was seeing faces like his that wanted her to prevent the war at all costs. She smiled back, thanking the young boy and watched him run off. She frowned, somewhat; it was awful late for someone so young to be running around so freely. Nadeline unfolded the note, recognizing the handwriting almost immediately. With a cluck of her tongue, she turned around and briskly began to walk the opposite direction. Within minutes she arrived at her destination, a small night cafe by the name of Luna (fitting, she thought). Once there, she spotted two familiar faces, and walked right to them.

"And Her Highness graces us with her presence, the loveliest blossom in the garden." Vlyn grinned, motioning to the chair across from his.

Nadeline took a seat next to Aloa, and took the cup of coffee offered to her. "What exactly are you doing here, Vlyn?" She asked rather curtly.

"We should be asking you the same thing." Aloa murmured from her own cup, though her eyes were gentle. "Truly you do not wish to trouble your family with your disappearance."

Nadeline raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow. "And you two are up to no good, I presume." She scoffed, a frown on her face. "Still tracking down the crazy delusions of my dear aunt? How entertaining, running after an imaginary power that cannot exist."

"You wound me with your words." Vlyn feigned injury.

"An imaginary power...no, it is very real, Your Highness." Aloa sighed, putting down her cup. "We shall be taking it soon."

At this, Nadeline was shocked, so to speak. Aloa was never one to agree with the Empress on anything, but at this moment she had confirmed that she was indeed right. Vlyn was quite amused at her expression, chuckling slightly. "This cannot be." Nadeline actually slumped back in her seat, her heart pounding something fierce. She then sat right back up, glaring at Vlyn. "Surely you do not mean to simply hand it over to the Empress, do you?"

"Lest you forget not many people have your position. We cannot be defiant of our wicked ruler." Aloa replied lazily. "To do so would cause Harris much trouble. You know how our loyalties lie simply with him. As such we carry out his commands--even if they are the wishes of that Hume woman."

Nnadeline placed her head in her arms. This was unbelievable, truly it was. She could imagine it now, Dalmasca's destruction was imminent. Truly at this moment she indeed felt powerless. There was no way she could stop her aunt should the weapon fall into her hands. She then looked up, a fierce look in her eyes. "Give me the weapon."

At this, Vlyn suddenly turned very serious. "Forgive me, Your Highness, we can't really do that."

"Why, exactly? I am your Princess, I have the authority to do so."

"He means it in a literal sense. The so called weapon takes the form of a Hume child, much like yourself." Aloa gently explained. "Do not worry yourself, you may return with us. Your father will be glad to see you safe."

"And bear witness to the horrors my aunt will unleash? I think not!" Nadeline stood up. "Turn the other way! Pretend you haven't found this--this Hume! Tell me that you will not turn a blind eye to the situation!"

The Viera pair remained silent at this point. Of course they truly agreed with her, but what could they do? As soldiers they were duty bound to their country, sworn to do whatever it took to protect their country. In a twisted way, this would prevent more casualties. But Nadeline was young, she did not understand that sometimes there was little that could be done. Vlyn rubbed his temples, Aloa resumed drinking her coffee. Nadeline was hurt that they would remain silent, and she slowly sat back down. So long as she was powerless, she couldn't change anything.

"Where is this person?" She asked, more for curiosity's sake than anything else.

"In the hands of a Sky Pirate we hired." Aloa replied softly. "They're resting at the Armanda at the moment. Tomorrow we will meet in the Lhusu Mines."

Nadeline sighed, feeling rather weary at this point. She took a sip of her own drink. "Will you two be staying there tonight?"

"Yes."

"Will you be going now?"

"No. Would you like to rest?"

Nadeline nodded, and Vlyn presented a key to her. "Please go on ahead, Your Highness. We still have some business to take care of."

She nodded once more, grasping the key, and excused herself. It pained Aloa to see Her Highness so sad, and she watched her leave. The Viera then looked to Vlyn, a rather serious look on her face. "What will we do about our little problem?" She asked. "Archades' General is lurking, likely causing trouble."

Vlyn leaned back in his own chair, scratching his head. "Things can never go easily, can they?" He asked rhetorically.

"And what fun would that be?"

"Oh? Do you know how to have fun?" He was kicked from under the table. "Ow! It was a joke, woman!"

Aloa finished the rest of her drink, leaving the gil needed to pay. "She is on the move, this Ice General." Her ears twitched slightly. "This night will not be quiet, I fear we've run out of time. We should get the girl now and go."

[AlteredTundra]

As Savayna waited for Carlo to get the passcode to her, she was wondering what was taking so goddamn long. Surely it wasn’t that hard in getting a simple passcode. She would think that Carlo valued his life. Like, he was already beat up pretty bad, so taking it into account that he would get hurt some more should he get any funny ideas. Still, the notion that he did was plaguing her mind. Savayna wanted him to hurry the fuck up.

“Would you speed it up already?” She demanded, voice filling up with impatience.

Carlo was getting afraid. He was wondering what was taking so long with the silent alarm getting to the Marquis. Surely the alarm went through. As he sat at the computer, Carlo made sure to double check and the alarm was activated, so why didn’t the Marquis answer? Carlo did know that he would have to stall the Archadian General from getting even more impatient with him. If he didn’t, it would surely mean his life.

“I’m sorry, but it seems that this computer isn’t processing my information. “ He said with a distinct tone of fear in his voice.

Savayna grunted in anger. “Well, hurry it up or we’ll end it here, got it!?” She said, yelling towards Carlo, giving him a clear point that his life would be done should he do anything wrong.

Carlo gulped, but he pretended to get it done so that he can buy himself some time for help be it from the Bhujerbian forces or any friendly forces.

[Hero]

The smell of lavender was overwhelming that day. The flowers were to be used as decorations--apparently, they were his favorite. She'd never forget that flowery smell, a bittersweet one, as she would forever associate it with him. He had greeted her as he always did; a kiss upon her hand, despite not bearing any royal status, and her name rolling off his tongue in a mixture of a hungry desire and an unsaturated lust. But she was young, and did not understand that yet, and so his greetings to her were simply quirky and unusual.

Outside in the palace garden they sat, being attended to by the many servants of the castle. One would think that herself and her mother were people of importance. Still, she sat like the perfect girl her mother raised her to be, eyes emotionless and posture perfect, hands folded neatly in her lap as she let her mind wander. She never did pay much mind to the conversations; they were trivial, vain, and they bothered her, in a way.

That day was different, however, as he had taken her away from her mother and his father, and they walked through the garden. The flowers were always well taken care of, so beautiful, each looking like something out of a painting. Her favorite, however, was always the clovers hidden in the grass. True, they weren't flowers per say, but finding one was always a treat, even if the gardeners disliked them.

He had led her to the fountain, she recalled, a thing made of purest ivory and marble, placed right in the center of it all. They sat on a bench right in front of it, the water being still and home to a few birds as they bathed themselves.

His voice got her attention. "Tell me. What do you think of Rozarria?"

She was raised not to think. It was a surprising question, but after a moment, she replied with what she believed to be the natural answer, "It is my home, my protection." She said, unsure of what more to say.

The answer seemed to please him somewhat, and he nodded politely. " As the future ruler of Rozarria, it is of the utmost importance that I know what Rozarria means to its people. I want to be a source of strength, someone to whom everyone can turn to in their time of need." He spoke with much vigor, she pondered if he simply liked to hear himself speak. "Do you know what makes a person strong?"

She shook her head.

"Motivation. When they are motivated, the feats they can accomplish have no boundaries." He informed her. "For example, my father is motivated to protect his people. Your mother is motivated by her desire to taste the life of royalty."

"I...I beg your pardon?" She asked, uncertain where the conversation was headed.

He then took her hand in his, examining it closely. His hands were rough compared to hers, and he seemed to enjoy holding it. He raised her hand to his chest, gently pulling her closer. "As you are now, you are simply no more than a doll. You have no motivation to do anything, do you?" His words betrayed his smile.

She felt downright insulted, pulling her hand away. How rude of him to make such an assumption! "I am not a doll." She snapped, clearly angry, though it came out as more of a firmly voiced protest.

Once again he smiled, though this time he took a stray hair and tucked it behind her ear. "Then tell me, why are you here?" Before she could answer, he quickly interjected with, "You don't know, do you? I'll tell you why. Your mother wants me to take you as my bride."

At this point, her anger turned into shock. Surely, he was joking? She was a commoner, and he was to be the next Emperor. He seemed pleased at her uncertainty, once more taking her hand, gently patting it. "Yes. It would seem my father is very interested in a certain...gift you possess." He spoke, his voice quite pleasant, and he intertwined his fingers with hers. "With our marriage, we would keep you here, you see, safe from enemy hands, safe from those who would take advantage of such a thing."

"I..." She couldn't respond. Was it really true?

As if reading her mind, he chuckled to himself, though he then looked at her eyes. "It's really a shame you were born in a class you don't belong to. Really...you're quite beautiful, are you aware of this? Most women pale in comparison next to you...why, I think even my sister can't hold a candle to you." He kissed her hand once more, releasing it. "I think it's fitting, really. A beautiful young lady such as yourself becoming the bride to the next Emperor...your mother's greed works out in your favor. I also gain a beautiful wife."

It wasn't true. It couldn't be true. She felt her chest tighten, but the more she thought about it, the more it made sense. She shook her head, and looked at him. "And what if I refuse?"

He was genuinely surprised she would say such a thing, but it was quickly replaced by a very unnerving smile, and he made sure that he was as close to her as possible. "You think you have a say in the matter? Oh, that is very amusing...As I said, the choice has been made for you. You will be at my side, attending to my every want and need. Your parents have willed it and so has my father."

Emiri opened her eyes, meeting darkness as she did so. Why was she remembering that day of all things? True, it had opened her eyes to what a fool she had been. But why now, of all times? It seemed she still felt wounded from her argument with Jaakuna, specifically from her so called choices. She let out a low groan, sitting up from the couch. Not that much time had passed, but she surmised that Jaakuna was asleep. She stifled a yawn as she got up, feeling insecure and unsure.

She walked over to the glass doors and opened them, letting in a nice breeze. She let herself get out to the balcony, closing the doors behind her, and leaned on the railing. The sky was glittered with stars, the moon shining brightly. She let out a long sigh, enjoying the fresh air. She was about to head back inside when a commotion caught her attention. Several soldiers marched by the hotel, heading towards the Aerodome. They were Bhujerban--did something happen? A girl stepped out of the way and watched them go through.

Emiri had a bad feeling about this. Furrowing her brow, she tapped the railing, her eyes darting to the Aerodome. That seemed like the place to be tonight. Her eyes roamed, and she could have sworn she spotted a male Viera walking by. That was funny, he reminded her greatly of someone she had met a long time ago. She then watched the girl step back out into the street, and she ended up looking up at Emiri. At this point, however, Emiri figured she could probably get on an airship and leave. She reentered the room, taking her things, quietly slipping into her shoes as she went to the balcony once more.

Emiri swung herself over the railing, and dropped down onto the one underneath. She repeated the process until she finally hit the ground. Just as she made to walk forward, however, she walked right into someone. "Forgive me, I wasn't--" She began her apology, but gasped as she realized who she had bumped into.

Nadeline narrowed her eyes, brushing the dirt off her shoulder. "...You...You are Justine's child. Sister to Karolina, Lorenzo's wife, yes?" Emiri rolled her eyes, pushing past her. Nadeline spun around and grabbed Emiri's wrist. "What are you doing here?"

"Sightseeing." Emiri replied sarcastically. "The better question would be what YOU are doing here in Bhujerba, though I presume you must be lollygagging about. I truly envy you, obviously the life of a sheltered girl is one with much ease and freedom."

If looks could kill, Emiri would surely have been on the ground already. Nadeline's glare was as daggers, though she managed to regain her composure. She coughed a bit, releasing her grip on her. "I see roaming the streets has robbed you of your manners. Your mother would be wounded to hear so." Nadeline snapped, placing her hands on her hips. "You literally leapt off the balcony instead of coming down like NORMAL people."

Emiri didn't have time for this; she briskly walked past the blonde, further ignoring her. Unfortunately, she followed suit. The two walked in silence side by side, effectively annoying the other. Finally, Emiri let out in irritated huff and stopped in her tracks. "Naddie. Truly. You're getting annoying."

"We're heading to the same place." She pointed out. "You saw it too, didn't you? The Bhujerban soldiers heading for the Aerodome. Why would you be concerned?"

"I don't need to tell you. More importantly, you need to go back to...wherever you were. There could be a fight."

Nadeline hesitated slightly, shifting uncomfortably. "I can fight too, you know." She then sighed, shaking her head. "It...It matters not. Let's just get going." She muttered, taking the lead.

Typical Naddie. Takes the lead, bosses everyone around, and completely ignores everyone else. Exactly what her motivations were exactly, she had no idea. Emiri followed, knowing it'd be up to her to keep her safe, but she did find herself looking back at the hotel. She needed to start making the right choices for herself, though she did feel somewhat guilty. Fare thee well, Sky Pirate. She thought to herself. He didn't mater any more; now she had to babysit Nadeline. The pair quietly and quickly followed the soldiers, stopping just outside the Aerodome. There she saw a tall, white haired man awaiting the soldiers.

"Marquis Roman?" Nadeline whispered, raising an eyebrow. The girls strained to hear his words, but it was proving to be a challenge. They managed to grasp the final bits: "--Secure the Aerodome and make sure Carlo is returned safely." He had said, and with that the soldiers entered. Emiri had a feeling a fight was about to break out...