She has had enough of the waiting. She gave him almost ten minutes to give her the fucking passcode, but Savayna was losing her patience with Carlo. She was only giving him this long cause of the position she would most likely put the Archadian Empire in from her antics here. However, she was getting a real bad feeling about this all. Anymore time wasted and Savayna was definitely certain that the time would allow the Bhujerbain forces coming in and stop her for sure. If that were to happen, shit would only get worse from then on. Suddenly, her worst fears came to fruition.
“DAMMIT! WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!?!?” Roared Savayna.
She could not only see them through the lights of torches, but she could also hear them mobilizing and she heard them say something about securing the Aerodome and then about making sure Carlo was okay. At this point, Savayna was frantic and just all-around pissed beyond all hell. She didn’t know whether to just kill Carlo right now and just get it over with or use him as a bargaining chip. The latter definitely sounded like the smarter route to with.
“What are you guys doing just standing around? Make sure you watch the exit and entrance and make sure those assholes outside don’t get it. “ She ordered. “Mages, you better get your wands ready cause this is going to be a long night.” She said as she took a hold of Carlo and took him ways from the entrance/exit. She took him his office actually, still tied up. She then hit him with the bottom side of her hilt right in the noggin, causing him to become unconscious.
Back at the Armanda, Jaakuna is still asleep. Tossing and turning, he dreams of his time back at the Archadian Empire, he dreams of still being married to Savayna, and he remembers the day that changed his entire life.
The Imperial City of Archadia has always been on the leading city of using Magicite and Nethicite to power their weapons and city. That has never been something that they hid from, especially the Royal Family of House Darcone. They always indulged in such a manner that they’ve became greedy and the Empire’s richest and most influential family. They hold the most power within the empire, as seen by the Emperor, Simon Aver Darcone-Archadia. This man has a commanding presence, much like his two sons do. Simon is a man who is proud of his accomplishments and doesn’t stray far from being blunt. He is also a man who takes great stride in securing his family’s place in the leadership of the Archadian Empire, even if it means abusing power.
In the royal palace, there sits, in the throne that is laced with colors ranging from gold to white, black to blue, and metals of all kind, sits Simon. His presence as powerful as he is in his own right of magic and influence. He sits like a smug son of a bitch, smiling as if he has no worries in the world. In comes his two sons on his command.
“My sons, take a seat, won’t you.” Simon gestures his two sons, Vincent and Jackson’Jaakuna’, to take a seat.
In front of him are two very comfy chairs. The oldest son takes the seat on the left and the youngest takes the one on the right.
“My sons, how fares your conquests?” He says as his voice is deep, and rigid with punctuation.
“Father, they fare quite pleasantly. My men just took over that nation in the north as you requested.” Vincent says as he puts his head down.
“And you, my oldest, Jackson…I mean Jaakuna?” Simon said correcting himself.
“They’re fine father, like you care.” Jaakuna bitterly said.
“How can you say that? Of course I care which woman my son had just married. Just cause I couldn’t attend the wedding isn’t any representation of how I feel about my oldest .” Simon was probably putting on a façade, but he was trying to get his son to understand that he loves him, in his own twisted way.
“Okay father, if you say so.” Jaakuna said trying to say as little as possible.
Simon was confused, but he let the matter go. “Well, in any case, my two sons, I have come to a decision.” He began to speak. “As you know, I am giving the throne up to one of you and I have to make the decision.” He continued, “Usually, the oldest, — that would be you Jaakuna — but your marriage to that…woman made me rethink it. As pertaining to that very reason, my youngest.” He said looking towards Vincent, “My son, stand up.” He said.
Vincent stood up, proudly as his posture was straight as it possibly could be. “Vincent Ordull Darcone, I pronounce you as my heir. Starting tomorrow, you will be the Emperor of Archadia.” He said as he announced Vincent the new emperor, and not Jaakuna.
“Thank you father. I will not let you do---”
“Are you fucking kidding me with this bullshit!?”
Just as Vincent was about to finish his sentence, Jaakuna rudely interrupted him. Vincent had a look of complete shock on his face. Simon had a similar look, but it was laced with a forefront of anger.
“Jaakuna, mind your place.”
“Father, with all due respect, shut the fuck up.”
“E-E-Exucse me? Do you mind repeating that?”
“Oh, was I not clear? Okay, let me repeat myself. SHUT! THE1 FUCK! UP!”
The look on both Vincent’s and Simon’s face were both shocked as all hell, and as they should be. Vincent was more distraught that his brother would show such disrespect to their father. However, Simon was feeling a different form of shock. It was more angrily-shocked than surprised shocked. Simon was trying his best not to lash out on his own son, but it was failing.
“Listen here you little shit, I just named your brother as the heir to the throne. You should be congratulating him instead of showing the biggest sign of disrespect to your own blood — to your father.” Simon went off on his son.
“Oh? You expect me to accept this? My little brother getting the throne before me? How exactly am I supposed to accept that?”
Simon was even more angry. “You don’t have a choice in the matter. Frankly, you married that whore, Savay--” Simon was cut off.
Jaakuna had lost it. Naming his brother as heir over him was something, but insulting his bride was crossing the line. Jaakuna had proceeded to get out of his chair, launched himself five feet forward, and in step, a right uppercut was launched to Simon from Jaak. The force applied to it was so high that it launched Simon up and over out of the throne, through the glass and out the window…down seven floors of air until he hit the concrete floor below head first and bouncing into two backflips and he laid dead on his stomach, arms out and legs twisted.
“FAAAAAAAAATHERRRRRR!!!!!!!!!” Vincent shouted on the top of his lungs, crying as he yelled.
Jaakuna just stood there and ran out of the throne room. He was angry at his father, sure, but did he mean to kill him? That is uncertain. Jaakuna was just so distraught. He immediately fled to the area of the city that the airships are kept. Jaakuna knew he couldn’t stay and he definitely knew that he couldn’t tell his wife about this. He couldn’t tell Savayna that he did this FOR her. He just had to flee. That’s why he’s taking Ifrit, HIS ship, though it was given to him by his father. It’s the only thing he will have to remember his father by and it’s the only thing that he will have to keep himself sane.
As he woke up, Jaakuna rushed into sitting-up position. That is the twentith time he has had that dream and it’s been only this month. He just can’t stop having it. It’s always with him, and never can he escape it. He knows that’s why Savayna’s here. He really doesn’t know if the marriage is still intact or not, but he didn’t want Emiri to know that.
Jaakuna walks towards the living room and as he nears the living room he sees Emiri out on the window. It would seem that she was going to get some fresh air, so he was going to go back to bed as soon as he would get some water, but he stopped cause he saw her gathering her weapons and then she jumped. Jaakuna instantly ran to the window and he saw her with some blonde-haired woman. He could hear some bits and pieces, but he caught the name Naddie.
When he saw that, he instantly went inside to get his weapons. It only took maybe a minute or so to get his Blood Swords and Iga Blade. As he was fully stocked with his weapons, Jaakuna had also got on his regular clothes. That didn’t take much longer either, maybe an additional minute or so. Once he did he returned to the outside of the room and he saw Emiri going with that blonde woman. Jaakuna jumped off of the window with one foot and he propelled himself over the gap between the hotel room he was in and the building next to it.
Being like the thief he is, he silently followed the two girls until he saw that the soldiers of Bhujerba were gathering at the Aerodome. Jaakuna was worried. Had they found out who he is? Or was there more to it? Jaakuna would still follow Emiri and the woman she was with to see what would happen. He would do that by hopping the buildings one at a time. He would get to the point that they stopped and they were heading up the Aerodome and Jaakuna would hang off the side of it, aligning himself out of sight, but him being able to see where the girls were, and he quietly hopped over the ledge, sneaking his way behind the girls. He was doing anything he could to hear what the girls were hearing and he did hear some bits about some guy named Carlo being safe or them trying to get him safe. Jaakuna didn’t know what this was about, but he quietly came up behind Emiri and the blonde woman.
“So, what’s going on here?” Jaakuna said as he was right behind Emiri and the one he could only assume was Naddie.
“DAMMIT! WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!?!?” Roared Savayna.
She could not only see them through the lights of torches, but she could also hear them mobilizing and she heard them say something about securing the Aerodome and then about making sure Carlo was okay. At this point, Savayna was frantic and just all-around pissed beyond all hell. She didn’t know whether to just kill Carlo right now and just get it over with or use him as a bargaining chip. The latter definitely sounded like the smarter route to with.
“What are you guys doing just standing around? Make sure you watch the exit and entrance and make sure those assholes outside don’t get it. “ She ordered. “Mages, you better get your wands ready cause this is going to be a long night.” She said as she took a hold of Carlo and took him ways from the entrance/exit. She took him his office actually, still tied up. She then hit him with the bottom side of her hilt right in the noggin, causing him to become unconscious.
Back at the Armanda, Jaakuna is still asleep. Tossing and turning, he dreams of his time back at the Archadian Empire, he dreams of still being married to Savayna, and he remembers the day that changed his entire life.
The Imperial City of Archadia has always been on the leading city of using Magicite and Nethicite to power their weapons and city. That has never been something that they hid from, especially the Royal Family of House Darcone. They always indulged in such a manner that they’ve became greedy and the Empire’s richest and most influential family. They hold the most power within the empire, as seen by the Emperor, Simon Aver Darcone-Archadia. This man has a commanding presence, much like his two sons do. Simon is a man who is proud of his accomplishments and doesn’t stray far from being blunt. He is also a man who takes great stride in securing his family’s place in the leadership of the Archadian Empire, even if it means abusing power.
In the royal palace, there sits, in the throne that is laced with colors ranging from gold to white, black to blue, and metals of all kind, sits Simon. His presence as powerful as he is in his own right of magic and influence. He sits like a smug son of a bitch, smiling as if he has no worries in the world. In comes his two sons on his command.
“My sons, take a seat, won’t you.” Simon gestures his two sons, Vincent and Jackson’Jaakuna’, to take a seat.
In front of him are two very comfy chairs. The oldest son takes the seat on the left and the youngest takes the one on the right.
“My sons, how fares your conquests?” He says as his voice is deep, and rigid with punctuation.
“Father, they fare quite pleasantly. My men just took over that nation in the north as you requested.” Vincent says as he puts his head down.
“And you, my oldest, Jackson…I mean Jaakuna?” Simon said correcting himself.
“They’re fine father, like you care.” Jaakuna bitterly said.
“How can you say that? Of course I care which woman my son had just married. Just cause I couldn’t attend the wedding isn’t any representation of how I feel about my oldest .” Simon was probably putting on a façade, but he was trying to get his son to understand that he loves him, in his own twisted way.
“Okay father, if you say so.” Jaakuna said trying to say as little as possible.
Simon was confused, but he let the matter go. “Well, in any case, my two sons, I have come to a decision.” He began to speak. “As you know, I am giving the throne up to one of you and I have to make the decision.” He continued, “Usually, the oldest, — that would be you Jaakuna — but your marriage to that…woman made me rethink it. As pertaining to that very reason, my youngest.” He said looking towards Vincent, “My son, stand up.” He said.
Vincent stood up, proudly as his posture was straight as it possibly could be. “Vincent Ordull Darcone, I pronounce you as my heir. Starting tomorrow, you will be the Emperor of Archadia.” He said as he announced Vincent the new emperor, and not Jaakuna.
“Thank you father. I will not let you do---”
“Are you fucking kidding me with this bullshit!?”
Just as Vincent was about to finish his sentence, Jaakuna rudely interrupted him. Vincent had a look of complete shock on his face. Simon had a similar look, but it was laced with a forefront of anger.
“Jaakuna, mind your place.”
“Father, with all due respect, shut the fuck up.”
“E-E-Exucse me? Do you mind repeating that?”
“Oh, was I not clear? Okay, let me repeat myself. SHUT! THE1 FUCK! UP!”
The look on both Vincent’s and Simon’s face were both shocked as all hell, and as they should be. Vincent was more distraught that his brother would show such disrespect to their father. However, Simon was feeling a different form of shock. It was more angrily-shocked than surprised shocked. Simon was trying his best not to lash out on his own son, but it was failing.
“Listen here you little shit, I just named your brother as the heir to the throne. You should be congratulating him instead of showing the biggest sign of disrespect to your own blood — to your father.” Simon went off on his son.
“Oh? You expect me to accept this? My little brother getting the throne before me? How exactly am I supposed to accept that?”
Simon was even more angry. “You don’t have a choice in the matter. Frankly, you married that whore, Savay--” Simon was cut off.
Jaakuna had lost it. Naming his brother as heir over him was something, but insulting his bride was crossing the line. Jaakuna had proceeded to get out of his chair, launched himself five feet forward, and in step, a right uppercut was launched to Simon from Jaak. The force applied to it was so high that it launched Simon up and over out of the throne, through the glass and out the window…down seven floors of air until he hit the concrete floor below head first and bouncing into two backflips and he laid dead on his stomach, arms out and legs twisted.
“FAAAAAAAAATHERRRRRR!!!!!!!!!” Vincent shouted on the top of his lungs, crying as he yelled.
Jaakuna just stood there and ran out of the throne room. He was angry at his father, sure, but did he mean to kill him? That is uncertain. Jaakuna was just so distraught. He immediately fled to the area of the city that the airships are kept. Jaakuna knew he couldn’t stay and he definitely knew that he couldn’t tell his wife about this. He couldn’t tell Savayna that he did this FOR her. He just had to flee. That’s why he’s taking Ifrit, HIS ship, though it was given to him by his father. It’s the only thing he will have to remember his father by and it’s the only thing that he will have to keep himself sane.
As he woke up, Jaakuna rushed into sitting-up position. That is the twentith time he has had that dream and it’s been only this month. He just can’t stop having it. It’s always with him, and never can he escape it. He knows that’s why Savayna’s here. He really doesn’t know if the marriage is still intact or not, but he didn’t want Emiri to know that.
Jaakuna walks towards the living room and as he nears the living room he sees Emiri out on the window. It would seem that she was going to get some fresh air, so he was going to go back to bed as soon as he would get some water, but he stopped cause he saw her gathering her weapons and then she jumped. Jaakuna instantly ran to the window and he saw her with some blonde-haired woman. He could hear some bits and pieces, but he caught the name Naddie.
When he saw that, he instantly went inside to get his weapons. It only took maybe a minute or so to get his Blood Swords and Iga Blade. As he was fully stocked with his weapons, Jaakuna had also got on his regular clothes. That didn’t take much longer either, maybe an additional minute or so. Once he did he returned to the outside of the room and he saw Emiri going with that blonde woman. Jaakuna jumped off of the window with one foot and he propelled himself over the gap between the hotel room he was in and the building next to it.
Being like the thief he is, he silently followed the two girls until he saw that the soldiers of Bhujerba were gathering at the Aerodome. Jaakuna was worried. Had they found out who he is? Or was there more to it? Jaakuna would still follow Emiri and the woman she was with to see what would happen. He would do that by hopping the buildings one at a time. He would get to the point that they stopped and they were heading up the Aerodome and Jaakuna would hang off the side of it, aligning himself out of sight, but him being able to see where the girls were, and he quietly hopped over the ledge, sneaking his way behind the girls. He was doing anything he could to hear what the girls were hearing and he did hear some bits about some guy named Carlo being safe or them trying to get him safe. Jaakuna didn’t know what this was about, but he quietly came up behind Emiri and the blonde woman.
“So, what’s going on here?” Jaakuna said as he was right behind Emiri and the one he could only assume was Naddie.
