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Current idk who is in the right but GRAB THE DICK AND TWIST IT!
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A decade ago when we made that meme "get kid", this isn't exactly what we meant...
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Do you think the reason Jesus Christ doesn't rise again is because we keep putting up crosses and he gets flashbacks on how that went last time?
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Happy almost crisis!
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it's not just a rock IT'S A BOULDER!...or whatever Spongebob said
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One thing Wesley knew about Lorenzo was that he was very bi-polar. One moment, he so calm, but one moment he has such a high burst of energy about him. Once Wesley would slightly get out of his redness, he would get back into it. It was a never-ending cycle. Wesley just couldn’t anymore. His embarrassment got to be too much. He just didn’t know how to handle this. Then, Wesley got an idea. It was a foolish, stupid idea, but he knew he had to do it or he might just die from embarrassment.

Wesley turned to Nadeline, looking at her with the most serious expression. “The only way, I think, your dad and mother would be satisfied is for us to go on our first date. So, how does dinner sound? “ Wesley did it and he couldn’t believe it, but it was about time. He did, after all, owe her a dinner date.

Savayna was just watching what Lorenzo and Karolina were saying and then to Wesley asking out Nadeline. “Well damn, this is pretty awesome. “ Savayna said laughing it up. “Hahaha, maybe for the kicks, we should double with them, wouldn’t you agree, Grant?” Savayna said joking, but slightly serious.
And there it was. The biggest fear that Emiri had was realized as Jaakuna saw her apologize to Andre and tell Jaakuna that she hasn’t changed. Jaakuna didn’t believe it for one second. He knew that Justine was the sole reason that Emiri is even like the way she is. Maybe Andre too, but of all that Emiri has told about her parents, her mother was the one person that broke her down the worst. Jaakuna would let Emiri had her time alone, but as for Justine, Jaakuna was not done. However, after he got all of his anger out, he would actually go about it with a somewhat calm head.

“Okay, maybe we got off the wrong foot, Lady Justine.” Jaakuna said, “I..I just hate seeing Emiri like that. But you can’t pretend that you’re not the sole reason for this happening. “ Jaakuna continued, “She told me, you know. She told me about how you pretty much forbade her from having free will. She told me that you groomed her to be a fucking doll, and for what? So you can stay in your comfortable lifestyle? I’m not going to lie, when she told me, I had half a mind to come here and tell it to you straight, but I didn’t cause I knew it would mean Emiri would be sad. “ He said, getting just a few inches away from Justine. “I actually want you answer something for me. You said you love your daughter, that you and Lord Andre did all you could to give her the best.” Jaakuna said, “Did you once ask her if this life was what she wanted? Did you even think about asking her if she wanted to be shipped off as Grant’s wife? I bet if you had, just maybe Emiri would have stayed.” He asked and would state.

Jaakuna passed by Justine and went to Andre. “I am sorry, Lord Andre. I did not intend to raise my voice in such ways that would cause discomfort for you, nor did I intend for this visit from Emiri to turn so bitter and unwelcome.” Jaakuna said, pretty much requesting Andre’s forgiveness.
This woman was every bit as bad as Emiri made her out to be. She’s cruel, wicked, and above all else, a cunt. Jaakuna didn’t even understand why a woman would treat her daughter in such a crude manner. Sure, what she said is what a parent should do. A parent should always make sure their child or children have everything that they need. Sometimes it’s only the material things that a child needs, sometimes it’s the love of both parents being under the same roof. Jaakuna could see that Emiri didn’t have that. With her dad being gone and her mom being so overbearing and so strict in such a way that she’s showing now, Jaakuna could see why Emiri was broken down to what Grant had her in. Her mom pretty much make her feel like a doll. Jaakuna was just sick of it. He had heard enough.

Jaakuna was just about to say some stuff, but Andre would try to ease the tension, but he still wasn’t up for it. And of course, Justine would speak even more about how Emiri would run away or some shit like that. Jaakuna just had enough.

“Oh will you shut it already!” Jaakuna really did have enough of it. “I wonder, did you ever stop to wonder WHY she ran? Maybe it was cause she couldn’t handle one more second of your bullshit. You say you love her, you say you want her to have the life that is only the best for her. “Jaakuna said stepping forward to Justine. “Before you go on saying these things about how she supposedly runs from you, maybe you should have asked her what SHE wanted. Maybe you should have asked her what HER preferred choice of lifestyle was.” Jaakuna just had enough of this bitch. “If she wanted this life, she would have stayed, now would’ve she?” Jaakuna couldn’t help but show a slight smirk after saying that. “And really, what you say doesn’t really matter to me. I know she won’t leave me. “

Jaakuna would look to Emiri and he could see it. No, it was more of a sensing of feelings. He could feel that her mother’s words were regressing her back into a state that Jaakuna thought she left when she went off on Grant aboard the Ark afew days back. Jaakuna would look at Emiri. “Hey, look at me. “ He said lifting her head up. “Don’t listen to her. Everything she just said is just her being petty, and hateful. “ Jaakuna said looking into her eyes, completely ignoring both Andre and Justine. “You’ve grown so much since that day we met at the Sandsea. You’ve gotten bolder and more confident. Coming back here is proof of that, so don’t let what she said make you doubt yourself. I love you too much for that to happen.” Jaakuna was speaking kindly and softly, but no doubt that her parents would hear him.
Wesley didn’t even know what to do. Nadeline’s father was more than he expected. Now, just as he had done to Nadeline, he shook Wesley’s shoulders and started yelling right to his face stuff about how dare he not take his beautiful daughter on a date. He would go on to say that men and women would die for the chance to date her. Wesley, at this point was so red, his face could be mistaken for a Rouge Tomato with black and silver hair. Then that’s when Lorenzo would go on to rhetorically ask him if he was a tool, a joke, or even a man. Wesley, at this point, was about to faint from the embarrassment.

“SIR! I AM NOT A JOKE, TOOL, AND I AM A MAN! NADELINE AND MYSELF JUST HAVEN’T HAD THE TIME TO GO ON A DATE!” What was that? Did Wesley just yell? And much less, did he actually say what he thought he said. “If it makes you feel better, we have shared a few kisses.” Oh by the gods, let there be mercy for Wesley. Oh god, let it be..

Savayna was just looking on, and she leaned into Grant. “So, Pussy-Grant, is your brother always like this?”
It was an interesting conversation going on. The fact that there was four Rozarrians, an Archadian, and a Dalmascan all together talking was truly amazing. It was one of those rare times that people could look beyond nationalities and just focus on the pure joy and thrill of conversation between hume beings. The words from Lorenzo would be advice, mainly to Savayna. He would tell her that it would be wise for her not to her use her full name since her reputation is obviously within the kingdom of Rozarria and city of Stigma. Savayna would shrug, but she would nod as she agreed that it would be best if she didn’t declare who she was. It truly would cause problems for Savayna and her friends, and also Grant. As that passed, however, Lorenzo would speak, and well that would be interesting.

Wesley really couldn’t make out what Lorenzo was all about. He half-expected the Prince to…well act like Grant in some aspects. He expected some type of protective instincts to come out full front. But nope, he would pull out some kind of ‘it’s the end of the world cause I’m going to be a grandpa’ card. Though, even hearing and seeing all of that, Wesley still didn’t know how to make heads or tails of it. He didn’t even know what to say when Lorenzo would ask Wesley, in a very dramatic fashion, why he did this to him? Wesley was starting to get red around his face. And even worse, Karolina seemed to be actually encouraging the act of sex between Nadeline and Wesley. At this point, he was all red.

When Wesley was downright embarrassed, Savayna, on the other hand, was eating it all up. She actually was enjoying every bit of this. She didn’t really care that these two were Rozarrians, she would join in on what they were saying. “Yes you two, be sure to have kids. You never know what could happen. Yolo, am I right?” She exclaimed, joining in on the teasing that Nadeline’s parents were giving them.

Wesley found the strength to speak. “Sir…we, I mean…we haven’t even had a date yet…” Wesley’s head was down, clearly beyond embarrassed.
If awkwardness ever was a movie, the scene that could be witnessed between Jaakuna, Emiri, and Andre could be the opening sequence. It was pretty clear that Jaakuna was not in his comfort zone here. Andre would take his hand to examine it and he would state that Jaakuna’s swordsmanship needed work. Jaakuna, inside was laughing, but outside he said nothing. He had to remember this man was a warrior among the elite of Rozarria. Jaakuna never was good at meeting his significant others’ parents. Though, there was a certain kindness to Andre, and Jaakuna would soon find himself not being too nervous.

Emiri and Andre would talk about how long its been since they last saw each other. Jaakuna had to admit it was indeed a long time to go in-between visits. Though, not like Jaakuna is any person to judge on that. Before yesterday, Jaakuna hadn’t seen his own brother in three years and not to forget Ramon, who he hadn’t seen three years more before Vincent. Of course, his own Grandfather, it was at least five years before yesterday. When they would talk more, Emiri would take Jaakuna’s hand, locking her fingers with his. That would raise a question that Andre meant to ask and that was exactly who Jaakuna was to Emiri, and when she stated that he was her boyfriend, Jaakuna’s nervousness level shot up.

Just as Andre was about to say something, his gaze went to the door behind them. Before Jaakuna could casually look to see what had his attention, that very object would come in, hand in full force and slap Emiri straight across the face. This caused Emiri’s grip with Jaakuna’s hand to cut off. Even more so, Jaakuan would turn around to see who slapped her, and to his surprise, it was her mother, Justine. Jaakuna couldn’t believe her own mother would slap her. But even more so, she would go on to yell to Emiri by stating how dare Emiri show her face around here. Emiri’s hand was on her cheek and when Justine would go on to call Emiri foolish and even dare ask why would she bother her father by coming back, Jaakuna lost it.

Grabbing Justine’s hand, Jaakuna directed it away from Emiri, and spoke. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Jaakuna shouted to Justine, “That’s your daughter you just hit. YOU should be the one to have shame. Do you not even understand how much strength it took her to come here, knowing full well that she would run into the likes of you!? No you don’t, cause all you give a damn about is making her life a living hell, isn’t it?” Jaakuna was just on a roll. “She risked EVERYTHING by coming to Stigma just to visit her father. “ Jaakuna said, holding Emiri’s hand, looking to her making sure she was alright. Jaakuna then turned his gaze to Justine. “And by the way, I’m Jackson Jaakuna Tunick Hinoko-Darcone, your daughter’s boyfriend. I would say it’s a pleasure, but I’m not one to lie.” He said looking her dead set in the eyes, almost like he was threatening her, but he wasn’t, not really.
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.
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.
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~
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.
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.
“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.
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