GranoxFirewind

Countryside Adventure (GranoxFirewind & Light The Dark)

He stood there for a moment, thinking. So she thought he'd gone away from his only steady employment, and decided with no one watching her, she would be off free. "There's an issue with that. Even if I had left, your father would likely pay a high sum of money to have me found, considering he'd think it's my fault, and I'd probably be killed if you left. And since I hadn't... It would only make it easier." The words didn't really carry any weight to them, considering he'd caught her, however accidentally it may have been. Sighing, he stood up, before retrieving his daggers. Sliding them into their sheathes, it was made clear that they weren't from nowhere, they were just hidden beneath extra leather straps on his armor.

Once his daggers were in their places, he sheathed his sword, jerking it from the wooden dummy with a thunk. "Come on Calliope." His voice was much softer than usual, and he didn't say anything else. Instead, he waited for Calliope to follow him, as he led the way back into the manor. Once inside, he would lead her past his room, to her own. He would wait at the door for her, expecting her to say something in confusion. Clearly though, just leaving her to her own devices wouldn't be healthy for her, considering the tears on her face, nor for his own employment.

Countryside Adventure (GranoxFirewind & Light The Dark)

He himself was slightly embarrassed. Alexander didn't want Calliope to see combat, or anything resembling it. When it came down to it, any battle was hell, and he didn't want to expose the girl to something like it. Instead, his hands stood empty at his side, though he felt lighter now, missing two of his three daggers. Sighing, he approached Calliope quietly. "Why did you think I'd left?" He paused when her face was illuminated, seeing the tear streaked face. "Have... Have you been crying?" His voice held no hostility, just worry. Why had she been crying?

Walking up closer, he placed a hand gently on her shoulder, kneeling down to look at her more fully. It also allowed him to get a better look at her. A cloak wrapped around her, tightly. Was she leaving? It would explain why she seemed so embarrassed and confused. It also explained why she was out here in the first place, considering she hated the cold. "Is something wrong?" He immediately regretted asking the question. He knew damn well what was wrong, she already told him. He just waited now, for her to respond,

Glass Shoes [GranoxFirewind/LalaKitty]

I think I've got what I need to know.

Glass Shoes [GranoxFirewind/LalaKitty]

Name:
Marken Caitiff
Age:
19 (birthday December 5th)
Likes:
His position, Wine, Wealth
Dislikes:
Liars, Combat, Debt

Countryside Adventure (GranoxFirewind & Light The Dark)

Alexander had wandered off to the training yard, deciding that the best way to force out his stress would be to beat a wooden dummy into something less recognizable. Yes, that would let him vent well enough, keep him from being angry at Calliope. That wouldn't bode well, especially considering he didn't want her to see him as a jailer. His blade was out, slashing quickly against the dummy in front of him. It was just solid wood, showing innumerable cuts and nicks from session after session of training. Quickly, Alexander felt the sheen of sweat on his brow, and immediately felt the chill of the cold outside, but he ignored it as he fell into a rhythm, his blade moving in patterns across the dummy.

Alexander heard the steps before he heard the voice they belonged to, assuming some knight or guard in this manor had decided to come and train. 'Heh, rookies...' Alexander decided to give a little show, moving faster, his blade becoming harder to see as it weaved across the dummy. Deciding to top it off with a move that he had been working on, Alexander slammed the blade of his sword into the dummy, leaving it jutting out from the wood. He spun as he went, both of his hands crossing behind him, pulling two daggers out from seemingly nowhere, hurling them both into two separate dummies. As he spun around, he noticed Calliope. "Oh... Hello there..." His blade was sticking out of the dummy, two daggers sticking out of other dummies.

Quite the performance.

Countryside Adventure (GranoxFirewind & Light The Dark)

Alexander listened to her, his face passive, though he didn't show anger. Usually, he would have gotten atleast irritated by an outburst like this, but now he just... Took it. Her last words hit him particularly hard. Was that really what he was to her? A jailer? He simply stood there, five minutes passing as he thought on in silence. Five minutes of his internal thoughts. His first action was an outburst of anger, his fist lashing out to slam into the doorway to his side. The sound of the impact would be more than loud enough to echo down the hallway, but Alexander didn't care about who might have heard. What would they tell him to do?

Finally, he walked into his room. It was a rather ordinary thing, his position not granting him anything much. A small weapon rack with four spaces, one for his sword and three smaller ones that could only hold daggers, all empty. He didn't bother to remove his armor, though he unsheathed his sword, before laying down onto his bed. He stared up at the ceiling, having no clue how long he'd been there. He couldn't sleep, too much excitement running through his veins. Groaning in frustration, Alexander strapped his sword to his side, walking out of his room and slamming the door behind him. The sound would be audible to anyone in range, Calliopes room likely in range too.

Without a word, he began walking back down the hall, no clue what he actually intended to do. All he knew, was he needed to let off some steam.

Countryside Adventure (GranoxFirewind & Light The Dark)

Alexander was surprised that she went to wake him up, pleasantly so, though he didn't let it show. He played the part, pretending to be slightly groggy. Shaking his head slightly, he sat up to look at her. "Please forgive me then for napping, but blood lose tends to tire a man out. Besides, I've seen plenty of sunsets." If Calliope paid attention to Alexander while they were in the library, the place he would generally keep her so that he could read while he watched her, she would notice that he generally sits by a window, or moves to one by the time the sun would set.

"Let's go inside then, and it's not that cold." The end of his words were said in a teasing manner. He had noticed her slight blush, and wondered what it was about, though he kept quiet about it. Alexander himself wore a fully covering suit of leather armor, which helped explain why he didn't feel the chill as much as Calliope, though he still felt obligated to tease her about it. It was hard to imagine him as a guard from the first look, equipment aside, if one were to look at his surface personality. He didn't seem to care about the job, though ten years of service easily proved that wrong. His personality simply seemed too carefree for his line of work, where one was expected to be silent and stoic about anything they did.

"As to your previous comment, calling me Sir Guard? I believe my name is Alexander, Calliope. I call you by your name, I expect the same courtesy." His words didn't sound offended, or insulting, just a preference to what he wanted to be called. He felt it was rather derogatory to be called by his job title. "As for the sir, I'm not a knight, no matter how much my skills would say to the otherwise. Simply call me Alexander." His words about his skills held a certain degree of pride, though Calliope wouldn't be in a position to judge how accurate his words were. He'd never demonstrated his abilities in her presence, never trained, and his skills weren't necessarily needed at their manor. The only thing one could judge was his physical strength, as he had easily carried Calliope multiple times on his shoulder.

She might have noticed Alexander pick up the handkerchief and silently slide it into his pocket, the blood on it dry and crusted. As they walked inside the manor, he noticed her trepidation, and though he said nothing, he made no moves to force her inside either. She said she would come with him willingly, and so he allowed her to walk inside of her own volition. His boots clicked loudly on the stone floor as they walked, Alexander himself making no effort at small talk. He still seemed to be in a better mood, however, on account of the nap he had taken. Perhaps he should allow Calliope to such things more often, though he doubted repeated incidents would go unnoticed by her father.

When they reached the crossway that they would separate at, Alexanders room being just to his left, he would stop Calliope with a hand on her shoulder. "I'm going to let you go to your room, I trust you can walk that distance without me. Can you please not run off again in the future?" He didn't offer anything, but the words were actually a request, rather than an order. Perhaps he was in a better mood afterall, with his recent nap.

Countryside Adventure (GranoxFirewind & Light The Dark)

Alexanders hand came up to his cheek unconsciously when the lock of hair brushed against it, a reaction to push the tickling sensation away. Other than that, he made no actions, other than his quiet breathing. Time passed by quickly to the sleeping man, minutes being seconds to one who couldn't feel the passage. It slowly grew darker, the sun casting a dying orange glow on the landscape around them.Alexander woke up by himself, feeling the air start to grow chillier, though far from cold, and the lack of light on his face, the change being enough to stir him from his light sleep.

He opened his eyes slowly, looking over to Calliope for a moment, though he said nothing as he instead looked back to the sun to watch it lazily droop down the landscape, disappearing from sight. He still said nothing, nor did he move, for a variety of reasons. The most simple one was that he was just too comfortable to want to move, an innate desire to simply lay there strong in his mind. Another reason, though, was to see how long Calliope would sit there before she would decide to 'wake' him from his sleep, something that was already done. Of course, if she took too long, Alexander would eventually rise to lead her out of the garden.

Perhaps he could trust her though, to atleast hold her end of the bargain up. And if she didn't, well he wouldn't lose anything would he? It would only prove a point in his head, that she still hadn't quite matured. Strangely enough, he felt a desire to have that point disproved. He assumed it was on the basis that if he could trust her, perhaps they could stop arguing so damn much. Such things were tiring, to say the least.