Altered Tundra

Time Stops For Fire(Altered Tundra and Hero)

Whilst still on the floor, Jaakuna had attempted to get up but when he did, he would get stepped on by kitchen staff coming and going from the Great Hall to en-route to the kitchen; which from that gave Jaakuna a bad ache going all along his spine and back. Amidst this, he couldn’t help but hear how Emiri was very much unlike herself.

He finally got up and had dusted off any dirty that gathered anywhere on his body. Jaakuna took a seat next to Emiri. Just as he had and attempted to get his food, that’s when he really start to notice that how unlike herself that Emiri was acting. For one, he couldn’t help but notice how loose she seemed to be. It was as if she took a swig of Bangaa Ale and it obviously having a negative effect on her. Though, when she would state it was a simple cold, Jaakuna shrugged. Perhaps that’s what it was since Keiran appeared the same way. He deduced it was a byproduct of how Kei was feeling.

And on that note, Jaakuna went straight for the food. At least he would try to, but Emiri kept acting weirdly; which caused him to take noticed to his beloved. If there was anyone who should’ve noticeed this, it was him. Then again he was asleep by the time he got out of bed, so who was he to notice it before now?

Meanwhile, everyone else tried to enjoy what time remained of their breakfast. Wesley was enjoying his, though after Nadeline offered to heal him, he was going to respond, but Keiran beat him to the punch, then Lorenzo did. A few back and forths were exchanged before Wesley laughed, though it caused a slight discomfort. “Taking Keiran’s crude interpretation aside, I don’t think it’s something that could be healed by magic.” Wesley noted, much to Keiran’s delight. “It’s hard to explain. I ask Hashmal and he says that my body needs to rest. Though, I’m unsure exactly what he means. He’s kept it vague.” Wesley said, appearing bothered by it.

And as Wesley would continue to be bothered by it, emiri definitely was acting even more unlike herself the more time passed. She was acting loopier, her thoughts not all there, and there was an obvious drunk-like quality to her physical movements. Now Jaakuna was paying attention, though Savayna would shake her head as he would make a curious noise with half of a sausage link still in his mouth.

“Try saying that without your mouth full.” Savayna suggested, though not without sounding crass.

As he chomped on the link, he gulped down whatever was still in his mouth. He turned to Emiri, though not without a chastising remark from Nadeline, stating he should’ve noticed this before she got out of bed. “She was already up before I did. Hell, even when I took my shit this morning, I didn’t notice anything odd about her. She seemed relaxed in the tub--”

“Wait, you took a.--while she was..” Savayna wasn’t even going to finish that thought. She simply shook her head, mouthing dumbass under her breath.

As if the universe was sending him a sign, Emiri crossed the point of no return. She had officially been deemed unfit to sit at the table. Though, there was still the fact that she wasn’t exactly being a nuisance to him, so he could let it slide. Besides, he wasn’t finished eating. However, he felt a not-so-gentle nudge from Savayna, practically pushing him off of his seat. He shot her a glare, though he did get the hint.

“Alright Emiri, time to go back to the room.” Jaakuna attempted to grab her. The first try didn’t work, so he went for another and he was able to get her over his shoulder and he started to carry her out. They would walk all the way out of the hall and en-route to their own room.

What a glorious start to the day, wasn’t it?

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@Greenie Here is a look at Yamcha's failures.

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Thankfully for Audrey, his folks were gone somewhere. He didn’t know exactly where nor did he really care. There was only one thing on his mind when they got to his place and that was finally having his way with Audrey. To hell with the plan he had to maim her reputation or maim that tool, Oscar. Forget what Florence was going to help him with--none of it mattered; the only thing that mattered was what they were going to do all over his house.

And so they did. From the moment they came through the doors to the moment they were in his bed, the two couldn’t keep their hands off each other. Engaging in acts that put even the kinkiest of lovers to shame. The things that they did was something of legend--something that would make some raise their eyebrows at the duo. It went on for a few hours until they eventually took a break in Alexandros’ bed. Both covered with his satin sheets and expensive blankets, though Alexandros would look over at her with a proud smug. He didn’t know about her, but those were some of the best hours he spent. Definitely worth skipping school over; not that he would have any problem skipping, anyway.

Sea-colored eyes bounced off of deep sienna as marble gazed at a rich, chocolate mold with a caramel touch. These two things were completely opposite of each other yet they were decadent and rich, which made them perfect for each other. The universe tested them and in response, they defied it in the only way that they could. Truly, this was the start of something wonderful. Both knew it. Though, what would happen afterward? That was the million dollar question that not even Alexandros Mossos could answer at the moment.

“Be honest, Huntsberg; I’m the best you’ve ever had.” Finally, having enough of simply staring at her, ALexandros broke the silence.

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I am, she happens to be a huge nerd.

@DearTrickster

OH. Damn, the strikethrough made me read it as "Huge Nord"

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Still working on my Major Nerd character, gonna add some razzle dazzle magic to this bubbling cauldron.

@DearTrickster

I thought you were working on an Argonian?

Time Stops For Fire(Altered Tundra and Hero)

As first light came to Rabanastre, as did the news about their king’s awakening. For days, the entire country--not just those in Rabanastre--didn’t know the fate of Wesley. Some speculated that he might not even wake. Some even thought he was dead and they were trying to explain the lack of his presence to the public. HOwever, as noted by the roaring and cheering throughout the great city, this was no conspiracy. Wesley himself held a morning greet as he stepped out onto the balcony and waved to his people; everyone cheered for their king and shouted to him as they wished him a speedy recovery.

And when Wesley stepped inside, he found his legs giving out once more. This was the fifth time he had tried to get up. It was a miracle he was able to stand for those long three minutes. He still wasn’t recovered from his coma. Of course, that was a given. He barely had time to stretch his legs, let alone actually properly heal. If he thought he’d be able to get back to his usual routine right after waking, then he was probably as arrogant as Zodiark was.

Thankfully, for Wesley, he had his sister to help him. Of course, thanks to his friends--namely Jaakuna--Wesley received a prototype Magicite Chair. As he would be led into the chair with the help of his sister and Alistair, Wesley would be pushed by the latter through the dimly-lit hallway, though the cyan magicite built into the chair illuminated a path and added a radiant light to the hallway; which in itself gave way to where exactly they needed to go; though Wesley knew these halls by heart so there wasn’t a need for a visual aid. Still, it did help him a bit. He didn’t have to think that much about it. He could just relax as he was pushed.

Eventually, as the Dalmascan trio turned a corner, they came to the Grand Hall where it seemed an elaborate breakfast was laid out for them. Wesley saw that most of everyone were present, though the absence of Jaakuna and Emiri were noted. No one seemed to have seen them since the two departed from Wesley’s room last night. Hopefully, they were okay. Wesley gestured a more well-behaved Cassandra to go sit next to Nadeline and away from any male. Meanwhile, Wesley had Alistair push him on the opposite of Nadeline, holding her hand and greeting her with a kiss. “Good morning, my queen,” he lovingly said to Nadeline, still holding her hand.

He looked around and saw quite the selection. There was quite the selection. Various main courses like omelets, pancakes, and egg-crusted bread cooked on a hot pan. Then there were various side-dishes like potato patties, sausage links, slices of thick bacon, and Wesley’s favorite, curry balls. Though Keiran had obviously helped himself, Wesley felt it would be rude not to join him in the venture of digging into this marvelous feast. Of course, Wesley would not only make a plate for himself but for his darling beloved, too. He only had two hands, so anyone else who would want a plate made would have to do it themselves. "What a glorious morning. My people cheered for me this morning. I went out to the balcony and greeted them.” Wesley suddenly spoke, breaking the long moment of silence that came with his arrival.

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Safe to say that Jaakuna was not stressing as much as he was last night. With everything that happened and all that went wrong, there could’ve been so many wrong turns; while there were definitely a few turns that were unfortunate, there didn’t seem to be as many drawbacks from them as he had originally thought. Now, that being so, Jaakuna still had several things he would have to figure out. First and foremost, how was he going to explain to Roman that he was going to marry some uptight princess that he’s never met and how the fate of the treaty solely rests on his absolute compliance? There was also the matter of how if he didn’t do this, Emiri would go back to hating Jaakuna. So it not only involves politics but Jaakuna’s personal relationship depends on this.

He sulked for a few more minutes until he got up from laying down and just wandered around the room, searching for a decent pair of clothes to wear. Though he would think about just going out in some boxer shorts or something, Jaakuna had a bit more class than that. Without even so much as a warning, he popped into the bathroom while Emiri was relaxing. No manners at all. He popped the toilet seat up and decided to relieve himself by dropping a deuce. Grunting hard, Jaakuna let out a jovial sigh as he heard something drip into the water. Once satisfied he got up.

Walking past Emiri, Jaakuna glanced at her petrified face. “Might want to hurry up. I heard something about an early breakfast.” He casually noted, exiting the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

As he gathered up some semi-clean clothes, Jaakuna would put them on along the way to the Grand Hall. By the time he turned the second corner--just a few paces away from the hall itself--Jaakuna slipped his right leg into the respective pantleg, though as he did, it didn’t occur to him that part of the bottom of it was dragging along. Sure enough, Jaakuna fell straight on his face.

“Ow,” Jaakuna whined lightly, looking up as he would adjust himself properly. He saw everyone looking at him. While Wesley seemed to chuckle and smile, Savayna, who happened to arrive alone and around the same time, walked past him calling him a dumbass as she always had.

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@Altered Tundra I left some notes in your CS as a 'review' :)

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Overall, I really like your character. He has an interesting back story and his personality will no doubt clash with others in the RP. I'm interested to see how you handle that as a writer, and how you can develop Kalthar throughout. There is great opportunity just from what you've written to make him pretty epic in the RP.

More than happy to provide notes and thoughts on any other CS too, just shout :)

@Stormflyx

Much obliged, friend! Glad to see someone other than me liked Kalthar. :)

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@Inkarnate

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@Inkarnate shoulda made her ugly, then.

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Eyes, even!

@Dervish

10/10 would smash