Hamut was pleased to hear that Roman would accept the proposal to become the Emperor. However, there were still a few things that needed to be ironed out. Like, most importantly, making sure the coup goes according to Hamut’s plan and only then would Roman be able to take his rightful place on the throne. “It pleases me to hear you say that, Roman. “ He said standing up smiling. “It will take me a couple of days to get everything ready for you. Sadly, your brother is so deluded that myself and three of the judges will have to conspire against him by forming a coup, but this is the politics that come with the job.” Hamut laughed at that. “I will send someone in two days time for you. I have faith that you will be able to find a replacement Marquis for yourself in that amount of time.” He said, waiting for a response.
When Emiri and Jaakuna arrived in the room of her father, she and him would have quite the reunion. Jaakuna would just smile as her and Andre would just catch up. Tears were formed, hugs were given, and embarrassment ensued for both of them. Jaakuna tried to stay out of it for as long as he could. It wasn’t until Andre noticed him that Jaakuna had no choice but to be involved. He would simply ask Jaakuna who he was. You can do this. It’s just her father. Oh who are you kidding. This is a big deal and it’s not just her father — IT’S HER FATHER! Jaakuna was having a war in his mind.
Getting out of that train-of-thought, Jaakuna would walk up to Andre’s bed head bowed and hand out. “Lord Andre, it is an honor. My name is Jackson Tunick Darcone. Though, everyone calls me Jaakuna, but you don‘t have to if you don‘t want to. Completely up to you, sir.” Jaakuna was a blubbering mess. He was going on and on and on. Oh how the nerves got the better of him. Such a bad impression.
As they were still on the elevator, Wesley had asked if Nadeline was alright or if she was at least holding up better. She would remind him that her mother is ill, so it’s a normal thing. However, Wesley still thought that didn’t make it any easier on her. Though, before Wesley could respond, the elevator got to the floor and in minutes they would arrive at Karolina’s room, to which her father would jump in joy. Actually, he would do much more than that. He would pick up Nadeline(much to her protest) and swing her around shouting how it was so great to have her back and other such things to that effect. Wesley couldn’t help but chuckle at that. It wouldn’t stop there. Lorenzo would proceed to hug Grant, to which Savayna would laugh…loud, but then Wesley would sock her arm, as she was being too loud.
After a few minutes of what seemed to be Lorenzo just seeing his family, his wife Karolina would signal Lorenzo to cease fire and so he did. “Boy is he whipped.” Savayna said quietly, and again Wesley would sock her arm. She gave him a nasty glare, but she would just let it go…for now. When the four chairs were placed around the bed, all four of them sat down. Nadeline would introduce Lorenzo and Karolina to Savayna and Wesley.
Savayna would be the first to speak, shaking he hand of Lorenzo first. “Yo! The name is Savayna Glacie, a pleasure to meet ya, your lordship.” She said trying to be as respectful as she could. Savayna then turned her attention to Karolina. “And an esteemed honor to meet you as well, Lady Karolina.” Savayna said so sweet-like as she gently shook the hand of Karolina.
Wesley’s turn was up and he was as nervous as anyone would be in his position. He would wipe the sweat from his hands and go for it. “Prince Lorenzo, my name is Wesley Alexander Dalmasca, Prince of the Dalmasca Kingdom.” He said shaking Lorenzo’s hand. He then turned his eyes to Karolina. “Lady Karolina, it is an honor to meet you. Truly, the words of Nadeline about your beauty do not do justice for the real thing.” He said as he, like a gentleman, kissed her hand. Of course, Wesley had to do this. He is a prince, after all and princes must show the best of manners.
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When they reached the city, more so the central portion, Savayna and Jaakuna were trying their hardest not to stand out. Truly, a pair of Archadians would most not be welcome in the Rozarrian capital of Stigma, much less a disgraced General and Prince, both of which wanted by their homeland for crimes against the Empire. Hell, everyone among the group is wanted by Archadia for crimes they have committed against the empire. It was a miracle that Hamut had been on their side.
When they got to the central city portion, there seemed to be three little girls that instantly recognized Nadeline. They were cute little girls. They couldn’t be no older than the ages of seven, maybe eight. Nadeline knelt down to their eye level and just speak with them briefly. After a few rounds of going back-to-back, the girls would inform Nadeline that her mother had been hospitalized. Wesley instantly would look to Nadeline and the fact that she was able to not have a sad look on her face showed that she truly was a professional when it came to upholding the image of a princess.
As Nadeline would thank the girls for telling her, she would take charge and lead the group to the Utana Hospital. It wouldn’t be long until they came to the building and Nadeline would inform them all that the staff of Utana had very strict guidelines and quiet voices are required as they could possibly kick them out if they’re too loud. Wesley, Jaakuna, and Savayna all nodded as they understood the terms. The group would head to the front desk and Nadeline would ask where her mother was being held at. The man at the desk stated that she was in her regular room on the top floor. At that, Wesley, Savayna, and Grant were led by Nadeline to the elevator to go to the top floor and go to Karolina’s room.
When the four of them would leave, Emiri would ask the man at the front desk where her father was at. As he told her, Emiri would grab Jaakuna’s hand and pull him along as they went down the hall to the left, and the second room. As they walked further, Jaakuna couldn’t imagine what Emiri is thinking right now or even what he could say in this situation, so he just said nothing.
On the elevator, Savayna, Grant, Nadeline, and Wesley wait for it to arrive on the top floor. As it would go up, Wesley would place a hand on Nadeline’s shoulder. “How are you holding up?” He asked her in a worried tone.
Hamut would be lying if he said he wasn’t pleased with the way Roman was acting. Despite everything else, he was a Darcone and the head of House Darcone had just requested something of him. “I understand you might have mixed feelings about this all, but I wouldn’t ask you to do this unless it was absolutely necessary. “ He said, though after Ramon would state that he wished to know what happened to his father.
Hamut smiled. “Very well then. “ He said, “Of course, you know the supposed story that your brother, Jackson killed him. Well, that is entirely false. The man your brother killed was not his father.” Hamut admitted, “It was , in fact, his brother— Isaiah’s father — Nicolas Iacentum Darcone. “ He admitted once more, “It was under my orders that he put the façade of being Simon. I wanted Vincent to reveal his true colors. He even knew about who the true man that Jackson killed, but he still goes on pretending that his father was the one who died. “ He said, “So, you see Vincent is truly a deplorable man.“ He continued, “Also, your father is indeed alive, but then again he’s not. His soul is trapped in Giruvegan.” He admitted. “I know this is all a lot to take in, but please you have to understand that what I did, and how I did it was to protect my family, my legacy. And you, Ramon Darcone, the oldest of the Darcone siblings, must take on the responsibility as Emperor of Archadia.” Hamut said.
When they got to the central city portion, there seemed to be three little girls that instantly recognized Nadeline. They were cute little girls. They couldn’t be no older than the ages of seven, maybe eight. Nadeline knelt down to their eye level and just speak with them briefly. After a few rounds of going back-to-back, the girls would inform Nadeline that her mother had been hospitalized. Wesley instantly would look to Nadeline and the fact that she was able to not have a sad look on her face showed that she truly was a professional when it came to upholding the image of a princess.
As Nadeline would thank the girls for telling her, she would take charge and lead the group to the Utana Hospital. It wouldn’t be long until they came to the building and Nadeline would inform them all that the staff of Utana had very strict guidelines and quiet voices are required as they could possibly kick them out if they’re too loud. Wesley, Jaakuna, and Savayna all nodded as they understood the terms. The group would head to the front desk and Nadeline would ask where her mother was being held at. The man at the desk stated that she was in her regular room on the top floor. At that, Wesley, Savayna, and Grant were led by Nadeline to the elevator to go to the top floor and go to Karolina’s room.
When the four of them would leave, Emiri would ask the man at the front desk where her father was at. As he told her, Emiri would grab Jaakuna’s hand and pull him along as they went down the hall to the left, and the second room. As they walked further, Jaakuna couldn’t imagine what Emiri is thinking right now or even what he could say in this situation, so he just said nothing.
On the elevator, Savayna, Grant, Nadeline, and Wesley wait for it to arrive on the top floor. As it would go up, Wesley would place a hand on Nadeline’s shoulder. “How are you holding up?” He asked her in a worried tone.
Hamut would be lying if he said he wasn’t pleased with the way Roman was acting. Despite everything else, he was a Darcone and the head of House Darcone had just requested something of him. “I understand you might have mixed feelings about this all, but I wouldn’t ask you to do this unless it was absolutely necessary. “ He said, though after Ramon would state that he wished to know what happened to his father.
Hamut smiled. “Very well then. “ He said, “Of course, you know the supposed story that your brother, Jackson killed him. Well, that is entirely false. The man your brother killed was not his father.” Hamut admitted, “It was , in fact, his brother— Isaiah’s father — Nicolas Iacentum Darcone. “ He admitted once more, “It was under my orders that he put the façade of being Simon. I wanted Vincent to reveal his true colors. He even knew about who the true man that Jackson killed, but he still goes on pretending that his father was the one who died. “ He said, “So, you see Vincent is truly a deplorable man.“ He continued, “Also, your father is indeed alive, but then again he’s not. His soul is trapped in Giruvegan.” He admitted. “I know this is all a lot to take in, but please you have to understand that what I did, and how I did it was to protect my family, my legacy. And you, Ramon Darcone, the oldest of the Darcone siblings, must take on the responsibility as Emperor of Archadia.” Hamut said.
I don't think it was rushed at all. At least, to me it didn't. I thought it was a good opener. :D
Will try to get my post tonight~
Will try to get my post tonight~
Roman’s response was to be expected, but despite it, Hamut definitely wasn’t joking or jesting or whatever Roman thought he was doing. Hamut was completely serious in when he suggested that his grandson take the throne from his other grandson, Vincent. Though, his reasoning for thinking Hamut was joking was respectful at the very least. It’s true that Roman is indeed a bastard and sure, having a bastard take the throne from a pure-blooded son would be going against everything that the tradition stands for, but Hamut is desperate and in all honesty, he never saw Roman as a bastard. He always was as pure as Jackson and Vincent.
“Roman, I am as serious as I am your grandfather. Your brother Vincent is idiotic, impulsive, and everything that I despise about him. His recent endevours, however, have proven too much. He was willing to execute Lord Andre Iniabi’s daughter as well as Prince Grant Marshall Roselia. His greed for power has gone way too far. As for Jackson, he’s not in the right place to rule, not yet. I would take it myself, but due to my status as the First Judge, I cannot. “ Hamut said standing up. “That just leaves you, Roman. Despite your bastard status, you are the only one who can take the throne as a part of the Darcone family.” He said looking to Ramon sternly. “If that isn’t enough, how would you like if I told you the real truth about your father and the real cause of his death?” Hamut said, turning his body slightly, but turning his one eye to Ramon.
When Emiri told him that whatever he would choose normally would be fine when they he and Wesley would meet Nadeline’s father. She would just tell him to be himself. Jaakuna was still nervous about it, mainly how being himself might lead to him being thrown in jail again. Jaakuna should know by now that when faced with royalty or those of noble blood that he should act with respect, but still not trying to be phony. Yeah, that’s like telling a Dire Wolf not to bite enemies cause it’s unkind to do. Nonetheless, Jaakuna just stared at Emiri as she would reassure him.
In the time that it took the Ifrit to arrive at Stigma, everyone already got ready into whichever clothing that they would wear for the trip. They would also bring any kind of overnight wear that they would need. As for the attire that Jaakuna chose, he just went for his usual red jacket, olive-green pants, and black shoes with white lace. He also has red and white gloves. His jacket zipped up just cause he doesn’t want many to see the overwhelming amount of tattoos on his body.
When Jaakuna arrived, he was the last one as the rest of the group had all been waiting for him. Wesley chuckled. “Glad you can join us.” Wesley said. Jaakuna stuck his tongue out. Savayna sighed at that. “Let’s just get going then.”
As they would get ready to go, they all would stand in the Beaming Station and within seconds they were beamed down on the blue walkway that it seemed that Stigma had. “Holy Shit!“ Wesley, Savayna, and Jaakuna all said in unison, jaws dropped. Wesley would then turn to Nadeline, and Jaakuna to Emiri, and both said. “You’re from HERE!?” The surprise was obvious from their expressions, but the awe would have to wait as they all have urgent business to attend to. Savayna was the only one that could actually function with a brain. “C’mon ladies, the boys are obviously too star struck to move on.” Savayna said as she obviously included Grant in with the mix when she said ‘ladies’. Wesley and Jaakuna snapped out of it and they went along with them. This would definitely be a fun visit, at least that’s what they are hoping it would be.
“Roman, I am as serious as I am your grandfather. Your brother Vincent is idiotic, impulsive, and everything that I despise about him. His recent endevours, however, have proven too much. He was willing to execute Lord Andre Iniabi’s daughter as well as Prince Grant Marshall Roselia. His greed for power has gone way too far. As for Jackson, he’s not in the right place to rule, not yet. I would take it myself, but due to my status as the First Judge, I cannot. “ Hamut said standing up. “That just leaves you, Roman. Despite your bastard status, you are the only one who can take the throne as a part of the Darcone family.” He said looking to Ramon sternly. “If that isn’t enough, how would you like if I told you the real truth about your father and the real cause of his death?” Hamut said, turning his body slightly, but turning his one eye to Ramon.
When Emiri told him that whatever he would choose normally would be fine when they he and Wesley would meet Nadeline’s father. She would just tell him to be himself. Jaakuna was still nervous about it, mainly how being himself might lead to him being thrown in jail again. Jaakuna should know by now that when faced with royalty or those of noble blood that he should act with respect, but still not trying to be phony. Yeah, that’s like telling a Dire Wolf not to bite enemies cause it’s unkind to do. Nonetheless, Jaakuna just stared at Emiri as she would reassure him.
In the time that it took the Ifrit to arrive at Stigma, everyone already got ready into whichever clothing that they would wear for the trip. They would also bring any kind of overnight wear that they would need. As for the attire that Jaakuna chose, he just went for his usual red jacket, olive-green pants, and black shoes with white lace. He also has red and white gloves. His jacket zipped up just cause he doesn’t want many to see the overwhelming amount of tattoos on his body.
When Jaakuna arrived, he was the last one as the rest of the group had all been waiting for him. Wesley chuckled. “Glad you can join us.” Wesley said. Jaakuna stuck his tongue out. Savayna sighed at that. “Let’s just get going then.”
As they would get ready to go, they all would stand in the Beaming Station and within seconds they were beamed down on the blue walkway that it seemed that Stigma had. “Holy Shit!“ Wesley, Savayna, and Jaakuna all said in unison, jaws dropped. Wesley would then turn to Nadeline, and Jaakuna to Emiri, and both said. “You’re from HERE!?” The surprise was obvious from their expressions, but the awe would have to wait as they all have urgent business to attend to. Savayna was the only one that could actually function with a brain. “C’mon ladies, the boys are obviously too star struck to move on.” Savayna said as she obviously included Grant in with the mix when she said ‘ladies’. Wesley and Jaakuna snapped out of it and they went along with them. This would definitely be a fun visit, at least that’s what they are hoping it would be.
As Hamut took a seat, he smiled to his grandson. He was pleasantly surprised that Roman actually remembered the last time they saw each other. Though, Roman has always been one to remember important events. Still, that was quite some time ago. Hamut remembers it being a life time ago, considering what has occurred since then. The death of his son, Simon, Jaakuna’s betrayal, Vincent taking Simon’s throne, Ixion being a judge, and just a bunch of things happening. Hamut just smiled and laughed at all that.
“I believe he prefers to be called Jaakuna now.” Hamut said laughing about how his grandson Jackson had changed, preferring a name that was a nickname that Vincent gave him as a joke. “But yes, it has been that long. That was the last time we were all together — myself, you, your father, your two brothers . It was so long ago, when you consider what has happened since then and now.” Hamut was sounding like a sentimental old man. Well, he is one, but still. “but, I believe I tell you why I have ventured all the way here.” Hamut said clearing his throat. “Your home needs you, Roman. It’s time you fulfill your duties as son of Simon Aver Darcone. It’s time you claim your birthright as Emperor of Archadia.” Hamut said, giving Ramon quite the news in this early morning.
It was no doubt this was different from before. Nadeline was more serious than she had ever been. In any other situation, she would still yell at Savayna, but not mean it 100%, but considering that this was her father, it was a whole different story. Though, Nadeline had no reason to worry, not this time at least. Savayna knew how to handle herself in front of royalty. She might be a bit of a loose cannon sometimes, but she wasn’t about to disrespect one of the heirs to the Rozarrian throne. “Chillax, I’m not about to insult someone who I have no problems with. So, you can calm your tits with that, your highness.”
When that matter was settled, Wesley would take his attention to the hour of waiting. It surely would be a bit of a nervous wait. Wesley didn’t know if Nadeline’s father was going to like him or approve that his daughter was dating..well anyone. He didn’t have to pretend that Prince Lorenzo wouldn’t be hostile to him. Wesley surely is protective over his younger sister, that’s for sure. Granted, he’s never been one to be overly-harsh to the men that would come and go in her life, but he didn’t exactly make it easy for any of them to have a chance. Oh ’tis the torture of being an older brother.
Emiri had started to clear the table and Jaakuna decided to help her. Clearing the table would be a bit of a time-consuming task and besides Jaakuna needed something to pass the time. So, he would start just by helping her do the little things: clear the table, wash dishes, and all that stuff. About ten minutes later, it was all finished and everyone by this point had scattered out. Jaakuna would consider what to wear. “I guess I should go get dressed. Probably should pick out something a little formal for the visit, eh?” Jaakuna half-mused and half-said to Emiri, most likely looking for her opinion on the manner.
“I believe he prefers to be called Jaakuna now.” Hamut said laughing about how his grandson Jackson had changed, preferring a name that was a nickname that Vincent gave him as a joke. “But yes, it has been that long. That was the last time we were all together — myself, you, your father, your two brothers . It was so long ago, when you consider what has happened since then and now.” Hamut was sounding like a sentimental old man. Well, he is one, but still. “but, I believe I tell you why I have ventured all the way here.” Hamut said clearing his throat. “Your home needs you, Roman. It’s time you fulfill your duties as son of Simon Aver Darcone. It’s time you claim your birthright as Emperor of Archadia.” Hamut said, giving Ramon quite the news in this early morning.
It was no doubt this was different from before. Nadeline was more serious than she had ever been. In any other situation, she would still yell at Savayna, but not mean it 100%, but considering that this was her father, it was a whole different story. Though, Nadeline had no reason to worry, not this time at least. Savayna knew how to handle herself in front of royalty. She might be a bit of a loose cannon sometimes, but she wasn’t about to disrespect one of the heirs to the Rozarrian throne. “Chillax, I’m not about to insult someone who I have no problems with. So, you can calm your tits with that, your highness.”
When that matter was settled, Wesley would take his attention to the hour of waiting. It surely would be a bit of a nervous wait. Wesley didn’t know if Nadeline’s father was going to like him or approve that his daughter was dating..well anyone. He didn’t have to pretend that Prince Lorenzo wouldn’t be hostile to him. Wesley surely is protective over his younger sister, that’s for sure. Granted, he’s never been one to be overly-harsh to the men that would come and go in her life, but he didn’t exactly make it easy for any of them to have a chance. Oh ’tis the torture of being an older brother.
Emiri had started to clear the table and Jaakuna decided to help her. Clearing the table would be a bit of a time-consuming task and besides Jaakuna needed something to pass the time. So, he would start just by helping her do the little things: clear the table, wash dishes, and all that stuff. About ten minutes later, it was all finished and everyone by this point had scattered out. Jaakuna would consider what to wear. “I guess I should go get dressed. Probably should pick out something a little formal for the visit, eh?” Jaakuna half-mused and half-said to Emiri, most likely looking for her opinion on the manner.
“Right away, sir.” The desk clerk said. “He’ll see you, Judge Hamut.”
“Thank you.” Hamut said.
Hamut would walk on in to Marquis’ Roman’s room as he would come into view of his grandson. It had surely been a long time since the two of them have seen each other. Hamut barely remembers it, but since Roman took the role as Marquis in consolation of being the bastard son of Simon, it was only natural that he would be forsaken from the throne of Archades. However, Simon isn’t alive anymore, so Hamut would come to, well to just talk things out with his grandson.
Walking down the hall, Hamut could clearly see that the style of buildings in Archadia and Bhujerba differed greatly. He would look and see that the type of wallpaper used were vastly different. The way the carpets felt more rougher than that of Archadia. The wall paint was more crystal blue as compared to Archadia’s royal blue. The way the walls felt too were also different. Archadia had a more smooth texture to the walls, but Bhujerba seems to have a more authentic rocky-feel to the walls. Of course, the sigil of Bhujerba is upon the walls.
As Hamut would arrive in front of Roman’s office door, he would walk in and his grandson was sitting there awaiting him patiently. He would walk up this grandson‘s desk, and bowed. It is common courtesy to bow to a city’s leader, even if it’s your grandson. “Roman, it’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Hamut said as he stood on the opposite end of Roman’s table.
Everyone pretty much decided that they all were going to Stigma. Wesley knew he was going cause he already stated that he’s going with Nadeline, but when Emiri would state she has business in Stigma, Grant would go on to state that he wished to know what Lorenzo, Nadeline’s father, wished to speak to his daughter about. That’s when Grant suggested that they all go. Jaakuna agreed with this, but Savayna had her reservations about going.
“Sounds like a plan.” Jaakuna said.
Savayna stood up, pounding her hands on the table which shook and as a result, sounds of the glass plates and cups would be off. “Hold on a minute. What reason would I have for going? It’s not like I’m involved in with any of you. I mean, Jaakuna is going to support Emiri, Wesley is going to meet his future in-laws, and you two, Nadeline and Grant, are going as well, but what possible reason would I, a disgraced Archadian General, have for going?” She exclaimed and asked at the same time.
Jaakuna sighed as did Wesley, but latter person was the one to speak. “If it makes you feel better, you can stay here and watch the ship.” Wesley jokingly suggested.
Savayna was not happy by Wesley’s suggestion. “LIKE HELL I WILL!” She shouted.
Obviously she doesn’t know how to take a joke. Wesley mused. He then ran his hand through his hair and scratched his head. “I joke of course. You can certainly accompany Nadeline, Grant, and myself on the promise you behave properly. What say you?”
Savayna huffed and puffed and puffed and huffed, but eventually she would agree.. “Fine, I’m good with that. Not like the two lovebirds would want me tagging along with them.” She laughed.
Jaakuna scratched his head. “I sure hope you know what you’re signing on for, Wesley.” Jaakuna said lowly. Everything was settled, so it was time to set the course. “Iris, please set a course for Stigma,.”
“Right away, Master Jaakuna. Arrival time in 60 minutes.”
“Thank you, Iris.”
As that was settled, Jaakuna would just think about how to pass the time in sixty minutes. He did know that he had to change and all that shit.
“Thank you.” Hamut said.
Hamut would walk on in to Marquis’ Roman’s room as he would come into view of his grandson. It had surely been a long time since the two of them have seen each other. Hamut barely remembers it, but since Roman took the role as Marquis in consolation of being the bastard son of Simon, it was only natural that he would be forsaken from the throne of Archades. However, Simon isn’t alive anymore, so Hamut would come to, well to just talk things out with his grandson.
Walking down the hall, Hamut could clearly see that the style of buildings in Archadia and Bhujerba differed greatly. He would look and see that the type of wallpaper used were vastly different. The way the carpets felt more rougher than that of Archadia. The wall paint was more crystal blue as compared to Archadia’s royal blue. The way the walls felt too were also different. Archadia had a more smooth texture to the walls, but Bhujerba seems to have a more authentic rocky-feel to the walls. Of course, the sigil of Bhujerba is upon the walls.
As Hamut would arrive in front of Roman’s office door, he would walk in and his grandson was sitting there awaiting him patiently. He would walk up this grandson‘s desk, and bowed. It is common courtesy to bow to a city’s leader, even if it’s your grandson. “Roman, it’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Hamut said as he stood on the opposite end of Roman’s table.
Everyone pretty much decided that they all were going to Stigma. Wesley knew he was going cause he already stated that he’s going with Nadeline, but when Emiri would state she has business in Stigma, Grant would go on to state that he wished to know what Lorenzo, Nadeline’s father, wished to speak to his daughter about. That’s when Grant suggested that they all go. Jaakuna agreed with this, but Savayna had her reservations about going.
“Sounds like a plan.” Jaakuna said.
Savayna stood up, pounding her hands on the table which shook and as a result, sounds of the glass plates and cups would be off. “Hold on a minute. What reason would I have for going? It’s not like I’m involved in with any of you. I mean, Jaakuna is going to support Emiri, Wesley is going to meet his future in-laws, and you two, Nadeline and Grant, are going as well, but what possible reason would I, a disgraced Archadian General, have for going?” She exclaimed and asked at the same time.
Jaakuna sighed as did Wesley, but latter person was the one to speak. “If it makes you feel better, you can stay here and watch the ship.” Wesley jokingly suggested.
Savayna was not happy by Wesley’s suggestion. “LIKE HELL I WILL!” She shouted.
Obviously she doesn’t know how to take a joke. Wesley mused. He then ran his hand through his hair and scratched his head. “I joke of course. You can certainly accompany Nadeline, Grant, and myself on the promise you behave properly. What say you?”
Savayna huffed and puffed and puffed and huffed, but eventually she would agree.. “Fine, I’m good with that. Not like the two lovebirds would want me tagging along with them.” She laughed.
Jaakuna scratched his head. “I sure hope you know what you’re signing on for, Wesley.” Jaakuna said lowly. Everything was settled, so it was time to set the course. “Iris, please set a course for Stigma,.”
“Right away, Master Jaakuna. Arrival time in 60 minutes.”
“Thank you, Iris.”
As that was settled, Jaakuna would just think about how to pass the time in sixty minutes. He did know that he had to change and all that shit.
All of them were eating and while there was some chatter here and there, it was mostly quiet. That was until Nadeline would ask — no it was more like request — him to drop her off at Stigma, the capital of Rozarria. Jaakuna really didn’t mind going to Stigma, but he did want to know why. “Why, if I may ask?” He asked and Nadeline would respond back by saying that her father requested her home. She would express that it was something that her father didn’t usually do, so it had to be something quite serious. Jaakuna would just nod. “Yeah, we can swing by there. “ Jaakuna said.
As Jaakuna would say that they would be able to go to Stigma, Wesley would set down his eating utensils. “I will be accompanying Nadeline to Stigma.” Wesley said, though Jaakuna raised an eyebrow. “Oh really? Going to meet your future in-laws are you?” Jaakuna laughed and Wesley turned red. Jaakuna laughed again.
When the two of them were just going back and forth with senseless banter, Savayna sighed. She would, yet again, be left on the ship doing nothing. Well, Grant would be here, so maybe she’ll figure out something to do.
In the Skycity of Bhujerba, the morning sun beams down upon it like no other city out there. Unlike most of the cities in Ivalice, none of them are up in the sky and none of them get such radiant sunlight such as Bhujerba. It’s definitely near 10AM-ish, which definitely brings the citizens out for their daily morning errands. Whether they’re going to work, coming home from work, or actually doing said errands, the streets are full of people going about their business. Among the people roaming around is one that definitely stood out amongst the rest. His heavy-plated, crimson-red armor could make him out unlike anyone else. Besides, the Archadian sigil planted on the backside of his cape would automatically set him out from the rest.
As this man roams the city, he goes through the square, and in ten to fifteen minutes, he finds himself at the residence of the Marquis. Just simply going into it and to the front desk, he would approach.
“Hello, can I help you?” The desk clerk asked.
Hamut smiles. “Yes, I request an audience with his highness.” He requested.
The man would look at Hamut. “And who, may I ask, is requesting an audience?” He asked, phone in hand, but had yet to press the button.
Hamut smiled, and removed his helmet. “I am First Judge Magister, Brandon Hamut Ira Darcone, of the Archadian Imperial Court.” He announced.
“Ah yes, then let’s see if he’ll see you. One moment.” He said, phone at ear and he pressed the button that was a direct line to the Marquis. “Marquis sir, I have Judge Brandon Hamut Darcone requesting an audience with you. Shall I let him through or send him away?” The desk clerk asked.
As Jaakuna would say that they would be able to go to Stigma, Wesley would set down his eating utensils. “I will be accompanying Nadeline to Stigma.” Wesley said, though Jaakuna raised an eyebrow. “Oh really? Going to meet your future in-laws are you?” Jaakuna laughed and Wesley turned red. Jaakuna laughed again.
When the two of them were just going back and forth with senseless banter, Savayna sighed. She would, yet again, be left on the ship doing nothing. Well, Grant would be here, so maybe she’ll figure out something to do.
In the Skycity of Bhujerba, the morning sun beams down upon it like no other city out there. Unlike most of the cities in Ivalice, none of them are up in the sky and none of them get such radiant sunlight such as Bhujerba. It’s definitely near 10AM-ish, which definitely brings the citizens out for their daily morning errands. Whether they’re going to work, coming home from work, or actually doing said errands, the streets are full of people going about their business. Among the people roaming around is one that definitely stood out amongst the rest. His heavy-plated, crimson-red armor could make him out unlike anyone else. Besides, the Archadian sigil planted on the backside of his cape would automatically set him out from the rest.
As this man roams the city, he goes through the square, and in ten to fifteen minutes, he finds himself at the residence of the Marquis. Just simply going into it and to the front desk, he would approach.
“Hello, can I help you?” The desk clerk asked.
Hamut smiles. “Yes, I request an audience with his highness.” He requested.
The man would look at Hamut. “And who, may I ask, is requesting an audience?” He asked, phone in hand, but had yet to press the button.
Hamut smiled, and removed his helmet. “I am First Judge Magister, Brandon Hamut Ira Darcone, of the Archadian Imperial Court.” He announced.
“Ah yes, then let’s see if he’ll see you. One moment.” He said, phone at ear and he pressed the button that was a direct line to the Marquis. “Marquis sir, I have Judge Brandon Hamut Darcone requesting an audience with you. Shall I let him through or send him away?” The desk clerk asked.
As Jaakuna and Emiri had finally joined them, Wesley looked at them. They looked like they both just got out of the shower. Though, there was something different about them, specifically about Emiri. It seemed she was happy. Wesley couldn’t place it, but something happened and she was glowing like the radiant maiden that she is. As for Jaakuna, he looked just about the same. Wesley couldn’t spot anything much different about him; at least not at the moment he couldn’t.
Savayna looked at them, but she would brush them off. Sure, it was great that they finally joined everyone, but her attention was solely fixated on Grant. Him ignoring her just made her more annoyed with him. He obviously was paying attention to Nadeline, but fuck! He’s ignoring her like the fucking plague. She would make it her mission to make Grant pay attention to her.
When Jaakuna and Emiri sat down, they were getting the looks from everyone. Jaakuna looked at them just wondering what was up with them. “So, I guess good morning guys and ladies.” Jaakuna awkwardly said as he got himself some food.
Savayna just eyed Jaakuna with a wicked smile, but she looked to Emiri first. “You seem awfully chipper this morning? Have a nice shower, hmmm?” She said actually slightly giggling. Though, for Savayna, it was more of a teasing chuckle.
Savayna looked at them, but she would brush them off. Sure, it was great that they finally joined everyone, but her attention was solely fixated on Grant. Him ignoring her just made her more annoyed with him. He obviously was paying attention to Nadeline, but fuck! He’s ignoring her like the fucking plague. She would make it her mission to make Grant pay attention to her.
When Jaakuna and Emiri sat down, they were getting the looks from everyone. Jaakuna looked at them just wondering what was up with them. “So, I guess good morning guys and ladies.” Jaakuna awkwardly said as he got himself some food.
Savayna just eyed Jaakuna with a wicked smile, but she looked to Emiri first. “You seem awfully chipper this morning? Have a nice shower, hmmm?” She said actually slightly giggling. Though, for Savayna, it was more of a teasing chuckle.
The shower had been exactly what Jaakuna wanted and then some. The majority of it was them fooling around, though they did have to cut it short to actually wash themselves off. The temptation to give into their sexual lust was difficult, but they eventually resisted, and after about ten or fifteen minutes, they were out of the shower. After getting out, the steam instantly clouded the mirror in the bathroom. It really was hot in there, so it was a good thing they had no clothes on. Even still, when they walked out, Jaakuna could hear a slight hum coming from Emiri. She really was enjoying all of it. Jaakuna just smiled as he would get a towel and wrap his waste with it. He would take another towel, and dry up his hair. Soon, he would remove his towel around his waste to do the same. When he was fully dry, however, he would look to the mirror, taking his forearm and wiping away some of the steam. He then looked into the mirror and looked at his hair being the mess that was. Jaakuna would simply take a brush, and groom his hair to straight style.
When Jaakuna was done with his hair, he came to the closet, where he would start to get dressed. First, of course, he threw on some boxers. Next, he would throw on someblack sweatpants with a red stripe going down the middle.. It wasn’t much, but Jaakuna would also throw on a white tank top. He would also just throw on a pair of black and red socks.. When he finished, however, he would look to Emiri who was also ready to head out as she asked him if he was. Jaakuna would nod as he would also check out Emiri in that dress.
We just got dressed; don’t think like that. He kept telling himself. “Yeah, let’s go.” He said to Emiri, as they would head off, holding hands and entering the elevator.
The breakfast conversation was getting weird again. Well, heated is more like it. Grant would respond to Savayna about how he stated that he can indeed cook, but he would make a comment/question about whether or not if the custom in Archadia is for the men to prepare dinner. Wesley watched Savayna as she would look at Grant with an annoyed expression clear across her face. Wesley would hope for the best and prepare for the worst.
“Actually, yes it is. Unlike you Rozarrian men, the Archadian men hold their own in a family. It’s something called being a man, obviously something a pussy like you would know nothing about.” Savayna said as she went back to eating her breakfast. She would cut up her steak and start to eat it.
Wesley looked to Nadeline and just gave her that ‘this is going to get worse before it gets better’ look.
When Jaakuna was done with his hair, he came to the closet, where he would start to get dressed. First, of course, he threw on some boxers. Next, he would throw on someblack sweatpants with a red stripe going down the middle.. It wasn’t much, but Jaakuna would also throw on a white tank top. He would also just throw on a pair of black and red socks.. When he finished, however, he would look to Emiri who was also ready to head out as she asked him if he was. Jaakuna would nod as he would also check out Emiri in that dress.
We just got dressed; don’t think like that. He kept telling himself. “Yeah, let’s go.” He said to Emiri, as they would head off, holding hands and entering the elevator.
The breakfast conversation was getting weird again. Well, heated is more like it. Grant would respond to Savayna about how he stated that he can indeed cook, but he would make a comment/question about whether or not if the custom in Archadia is for the men to prepare dinner. Wesley watched Savayna as she would look at Grant with an annoyed expression clear across her face. Wesley would hope for the best and prepare for the worst.
“Actually, yes it is. Unlike you Rozarrian men, the Archadian men hold their own in a family. It’s something called being a man, obviously something a pussy like you would know nothing about.” Savayna said as she went back to eating her breakfast. She would cut up her steak and start to eat it.
Wesley looked to Nadeline and just gave her that ‘this is going to get worse before it gets better’ look.
Tamer
Name: Carlos “Trip” Rodriguez
Age: 16
Appearance:
Personality:
Some could say that Trip is modest, humble, and gentle. They are right about all of those things. His ideals are not large ones, but they are his own. People think that because he looks the way he does it means that he is rough around the edges and no compassion, but that’s quite the opposite. He’s full of love, compassion, and most of all, kindness. However, he’s very insecure about a lot of things, mainly about his physical appearance and how people assume a lot of things. Some could even say that Trip sometimes hides his true self in fear that people will take advantage of him, which sometimes they actually do that.
In the company of his family and friends, Trip is reserved. He holds himself at bay for any type of conversation, and he’s not good meeting strangers. Easily frightened and often insecure about meeting new people. Again, that’s where the insecurity comes to play. He’s even shy around his family sometimes. He feels as if they don’t truly understand him. He often feels alone and frightened by change and anything that is related to change. His family notices it and they try to bring him out of his shell, but they fail almost every time.
Despite all of this, Trip has a very gentle soul and he shows that when he’s around animals or when he’s doing things that he loves to do. For example, when he’s writing his poetry or listening to music, he doesn’t become loud and vocal. He’s as quiet as can be and makes sure he’s respectful. Like, seriously; his guy is so insecure about being around people, and drawing attention to himself. So, he’s not going to do something that would otherwise prompt people to notice him any more than they have to. He mainly listens to teen-angst punk music, sappy pop-punk, and instrumentals of his favorite anime.
Partnered to: Liollmon
Backstory:
Being born into the Spanish, Islamic, Greek, Canadian, Mexican, and Argentinean heritage, it’s no surprise that Trip has a big family. His mom, born of the name Ashley Gabrielle Montoya, has roots of Spanish, Canadian, and Greek within her blood. His dad, born of the name, Carlos Rex Shuki Rodriguez, has roots of Islamic, Mexican, and Argentinean within his blood. The combined effort had thus created Trip, who’s birth name is actually Carlos, but he chose the name Trip because he didn’t want to be just another kid in a Mexican country. It’s weird, but he finds pride that he is different.
Along the years, he grew up in Mexico City, Mexico. Now, one can assume that it really wasn’t that good of a childhood with the Drug Cartel always causing murders here and murders there. Trip just ignored it like anybody should. He didn’t want to get involved so that’s why he just adapted the shy persona he became known for. Sadly, this is also what led to a lot of unhappy birthdays. Even though he put on a happy face, he was unhappy for a lot of days.
Other:
Likes
Anime
Listening to music
Reading Poetry
Writing Poetry
“Alone time”
Spicy food(not too spicy, though)
Dislikes
Crowds
Meeting more than one person at a time
Super salty food
Flying in an airplanes
Digimon
Name/Species: Liollmon
Appearance: see rookie form
Personality:
Liollmon is a curious, protective, and very stubborn digimon. He will explore till his little heart is past content and he will do so to every data of his being. He's a lion-like Digimon/cat, so the curious nature will take full charge, and because he is a lion-like digimon, his protective instincts are off the charts. He will always protect either what is his or those he cares about the most. He will never waver and the fighting spirit he has within himself will always lead him to protect his possessions. Of course, his fighting spirit might also make him come off as stubborn. Sometimes, that's not a bad thing, but it can be. Just cause he won't ever back down, this could mean in a variety of ways. If there's a point he's trying to get across, he won't back down. He will also never let anything go. That's how his stubbornness comes into play in a negative way.
As he will evolve, his personality will alter just slightly. As Liamon, his protective instincts are more dominant, but he also becomes a little more aggressive. Don't think just cause he is aggressive that his judgment is clouded. He will defend his friends right down to every data within his being.He is more violent in his champion form, but that's cause he doesn't want anyone to harm his friends. Now, that's where his stubbornness comes into play. He will keep on going even if he is injured. Sometimes, that can obviously be a bad thing, but to him he sees it as being strong.
As LoaderLeomon, not much really changes. He remains protective, stubborn, and just overall like a lion. The main difference is a sense of justice comes into his being. It's not dominant, but it's still there, and as is his unwavering fighting spirit.
When in his mega form, BanchoLeomon, he is vastly different. Arrogance sometimes takes charge, but ALWAYS a righteous sense of justice takes residence and in the most dominant of ways. By the blade he weird, BanchoLeomon judges those who have done wrong and by his blade they will be judged. He will use this sense of justice either based on what digimon do or if they threaten his friends. He will protect them with his life and everything that he is will go into stopping any threats to them. This is how his stubbornness gets transformed into a righteous sense of justice and this time it's actually a good thing.
Backstory:
Liollmon doesn't remember much before he became Friimon. He remembers leaving the Village of Beginnings, but that's about it. He has been wondering alone ever since. He has just been trying his best to survive for as long as he could in hopes he would find something or someone to fight for with all that he is.That's really all he wants. If he can somehow get that, Liollmon would truly be happy. Until then, however, Liollmon will just do what he must to survive, fending off other digimon from taking what he needs to survive or whatever it is they will try to come after. He will just do what he must and that's pretty much all there is to it.
Other
Name: Carlos “Trip” Rodriguez
Age: 16
Appearance:
Personality:
Some could say that Trip is modest, humble, and gentle. They are right about all of those things. His ideals are not large ones, but they are his own. People think that because he looks the way he does it means that he is rough around the edges and no compassion, but that’s quite the opposite. He’s full of love, compassion, and most of all, kindness. However, he’s very insecure about a lot of things, mainly about his physical appearance and how people assume a lot of things. Some could even say that Trip sometimes hides his true self in fear that people will take advantage of him, which sometimes they actually do that.
In the company of his family and friends, Trip is reserved. He holds himself at bay for any type of conversation, and he’s not good meeting strangers. Easily frightened and often insecure about meeting new people. Again, that’s where the insecurity comes to play. He’s even shy around his family sometimes. He feels as if they don’t truly understand him. He often feels alone and frightened by change and anything that is related to change. His family notices it and they try to bring him out of his shell, but they fail almost every time.
Despite all of this, Trip has a very gentle soul and he shows that when he’s around animals or when he’s doing things that he loves to do. For example, when he’s writing his poetry or listening to music, he doesn’t become loud and vocal. He’s as quiet as can be and makes sure he’s respectful. Like, seriously; his guy is so insecure about being around people, and drawing attention to himself. So, he’s not going to do something that would otherwise prompt people to notice him any more than they have to. He mainly listens to teen-angst punk music, sappy pop-punk, and instrumentals of his favorite anime.
Partnered to: Liollmon
Backstory:
Being born into the Spanish, Islamic, Greek, Canadian, Mexican, and Argentinean heritage, it’s no surprise that Trip has a big family. His mom, born of the name Ashley Gabrielle Montoya, has roots of Spanish, Canadian, and Greek within her blood. His dad, born of the name, Carlos Rex Shuki Rodriguez, has roots of Islamic, Mexican, and Argentinean within his blood. The combined effort had thus created Trip, who’s birth name is actually Carlos, but he chose the name Trip because he didn’t want to be just another kid in a Mexican country. It’s weird, but he finds pride that he is different.
Along the years, he grew up in Mexico City, Mexico. Now, one can assume that it really wasn’t that good of a childhood with the Drug Cartel always causing murders here and murders there. Trip just ignored it like anybody should. He didn’t want to get involved so that’s why he just adapted the shy persona he became known for. Sadly, this is also what led to a lot of unhappy birthdays. Even though he put on a happy face, he was unhappy for a lot of days.
Other:
Likes
Anime
Listening to music
Reading Poetry
Writing Poetry
“Alone time”
Spicy food(not too spicy, though)
Dislikes
Crowds
Meeting more than one person at a time
Super salty food
Flying in an airplanes
Digimon
Name/Species: Liollmon
Appearance: see rookie form
Personality:
Liollmon is a curious, protective, and very stubborn digimon. He will explore till his little heart is past content and he will do so to every data of his being. He's a lion-like Digimon/cat, so the curious nature will take full charge, and because he is a lion-like digimon, his protective instincts are off the charts. He will always protect either what is his or those he cares about the most. He will never waver and the fighting spirit he has within himself will always lead him to protect his possessions. Of course, his fighting spirit might also make him come off as stubborn. Sometimes, that's not a bad thing, but it can be. Just cause he won't ever back down, this could mean in a variety of ways. If there's a point he's trying to get across, he won't back down. He will also never let anything go. That's how his stubbornness comes into play in a negative way.
As he will evolve, his personality will alter just slightly. As Liamon, his protective instincts are more dominant, but he also becomes a little more aggressive. Don't think just cause he is aggressive that his judgment is clouded. He will defend his friends right down to every data within his being.He is more violent in his champion form, but that's cause he doesn't want anyone to harm his friends. Now, that's where his stubbornness comes into play. He will keep on going even if he is injured. Sometimes, that can obviously be a bad thing, but to him he sees it as being strong.
As LoaderLeomon, not much really changes. He remains protective, stubborn, and just overall like a lion. The main difference is a sense of justice comes into his being. It's not dominant, but it's still there, and as is his unwavering fighting spirit.
When in his mega form, BanchoLeomon, he is vastly different. Arrogance sometimes takes charge, but ALWAYS a righteous sense of justice takes residence and in the most dominant of ways. By the blade he weird, BanchoLeomon judges those who have done wrong and by his blade they will be judged. He will use this sense of justice either based on what digimon do or if they threaten his friends. He will protect them with his life and everything that he is will go into stopping any threats to them. This is how his stubbornness gets transformed into a righteous sense of justice and this time it's actually a good thing.
Backstory:
Liollmon doesn't remember much before he became Friimon. He remembers leaving the Village of Beginnings, but that's about it. He has been wondering alone ever since. He has just been trying his best to survive for as long as he could in hopes he would find something or someone to fight for with all that he is.That's really all he wants. If he can somehow get that, Liollmon would truly be happy. Until then, however, Liollmon will just do what he must to survive, fending off other digimon from taking what he needs to survive or whatever it is they will try to come after. He will just do what he must and that's pretty much all there is to it.
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