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Keia Vewyx said
It's female?!Very well, it's decide: Leifr's warhorse is a mare.
Wait, we need to cast this up to a vote
Male or Female
Voting begins now
Go while I edit my post!
Odysseus trotted up to Leifr's horse, looking at her and snorting. Odysseus stared at Fiore, who laid on the ground after receiving care from the girl, and then towards Leifr, who was receiving care from the person who had luckily arrived to take care of their wounds. Odysseus gave off a low and sad nicker before trotting towards the girl.
Fiore, on the ground, stared at Odysseus, looking at his eyes. "He looks... sad..." Odysseus bumped his head into the girl once, then backed up and did it again, and finally did it once more before standing still, looking at the girl. "I think you best follow him." Fiore carefully stood up and grabbed the rope, walking over to the bandit who had surrendered, tying up his legs. Fiore looked over his shoulder to see Odysseus trotting over to Leifr's mare. Odysseus hoped that the girl would get the message, that maybe they would take care of Leifr's horse.
Fiore grinned, careful not to let anyone see. He's a nice horse, Fiore thought in his head as he finished tying up the bandit. Caring is the word I would use for him, he cares about others... I mean, maybe not me, but he does care about other people... isn't that right?
... Fiore's consciousness stayed quiet, but Fiore knew that he could hear everything he was saying, that he watched the entire fight, after all, he was stuck in Fiore's head, he really couldn't do anything but listen and see what Fiore was doing. Fiore stayed silent, his grin slowly leaving his face.
Talk whenever you want, you can curse and insult me whenever you want, Fiore thought as he stood up, staring at the party. You are the burden I must carry for everything wrong I've done in my life, so I don't mind having you around... besides, it sounds quiet without your ranter.
Fiore, on the ground, stared at Odysseus, looking at his eyes. "He looks... sad..." Odysseus bumped his head into the girl once, then backed up and did it again, and finally did it once more before standing still, looking at the girl. "I think you best follow him." Fiore carefully stood up and grabbed the rope, walking over to the bandit who had surrendered, tying up his legs. Fiore looked over his shoulder to see Odysseus trotting over to Leifr's mare. Odysseus hoped that the girl would get the message, that maybe they would take care of Leifr's horse.
Fiore grinned, careful not to let anyone see. He's a nice horse, Fiore thought in his head as he finished tying up the bandit. Caring is the word I would use for him, he cares about others... I mean, maybe not me, but he does care about other people... isn't that right?
... Fiore's consciousness stayed quiet, but Fiore knew that he could hear everything he was saying, that he watched the entire fight, after all, he was stuck in Fiore's head, he really couldn't do anything but listen and see what Fiore was doing. Fiore stayed silent, his grin slowly leaving his face.
Talk whenever you want, you can curse and insult me whenever you want, Fiore thought as he stood up, staring at the party. You are the burden I must carry for everything wrong I've done in my life, so I don't mind having you around... besides, it sounds quiet without your ranter.
ERode said
Fiore The Duelist - Thought something more melancholic and perhaps...darker? would fit him. Considering his psychopathy and all. And the English parts of the lyrics sound so pretty~Lyrisa Kortine - The beginning, with all ze mystery and stuff is supposed to represent all ze mysteriousness, I guess? And then that gives away to something that's more 'regular', as she starts to figure things out. Chose more 'delicate' acoustic stuff, because she's still young, and not terribly, horribly scarred in any way. XDLeifr Forbannet - Basically, I was aiming for 'stirring' music that would inspire knights and such to go into brave, manly battoru. Like Leifr. The random latin chanting and minor strings in the violins are there to undertone the fact that, regardless of how 'justice-y' it sounds, he still uses a demonic sword.Alleruen - Because of reasons related to his super empty Bio.Scumbag King - Because he sounds like a scumbag.Raid Boss Battle Theme - And just posting this cause it might fit the RP.
Ohhh! I love JubyPhonic~
Edit: And thank you for finding a theme song for Fiore!
Keia Vewyx said
And there goes my post, hopefully to tie everyone together.Edit:She got a Critical First Aid roll after hitting him with her Fumble. Lyrisa has some pretty serious mood swings.
If there's someone to be afraid of, it's her.
Keia Vewyx said
Get some songs for everyone else, too~
I second this.
Also, on another note
Hehe, I should probably tell you guys my sleeping schedule just for convenience since I get off a bit earlier than all of you do.
So, I live in California, the PST time zone
I go to sleep (willingly) at either 9 PM - 11 PM and wake up at around 6 AM - 8 AM
Fiore slowly put his rapier back into its scabbard, staring at the crossbowman. Fiore then looked over at the girl who had helped him, the corner of his mouth giving way to a smile. "Good job, you were a great help," Fiore said. Even though she accidentally whipped him, she tried to help - and succeeded. Fiore turned around to face Leifr, about to complement him before hearing a voice.
"Hello there, are you guards alright?" And in that very instant, the illusion for Fiore was shattered, the adrenaline that gave him the ability to fight on was gone, and right then and there, Fiore realized it. Fiore looked down at himself, seeing the the deep wound. Fiore touched it, and as soon as he did, a bolt of pain raced through his body. Fiore quickly withdrew his finger, but the pain didn't go away, the pain stayed in his body.
Fiore, forgetting about the person who just asked him the question, slowly started to limp towards Leifr, the pain obviously affecting his body. Fiore was hoping that Leifr would have some kind of bandages, something to help him, and so, Fiore tried oh so desperately to reach Leifr, but midway, he fell down to the ground, tripping due to the terrain which was somewhat uneven. "Leifr..." Fiore whispered out as he landed on the ground, staring at Leifr boots and his horse's hooves.
"Hello there, are you guards alright?" And in that very instant, the illusion for Fiore was shattered, the adrenaline that gave him the ability to fight on was gone, and right then and there, Fiore realized it. Fiore looked down at himself, seeing the the deep wound. Fiore touched it, and as soon as he did, a bolt of pain raced through his body. Fiore quickly withdrew his finger, but the pain didn't go away, the pain stayed in his body.
Fiore, forgetting about the person who just asked him the question, slowly started to limp towards Leifr, the pain obviously affecting his body. Fiore was hoping that Leifr would have some kind of bandages, something to help him, and so, Fiore tried oh so desperately to reach Leifr, but midway, he fell down to the ground, tripping due to the terrain which was somewhat uneven. "Leifr..." Fiore whispered out as he landed on the ground, staring at Leifr boots and his horse's hooves.
Masaru grabbed a pencil from his backpack before setting it down, laying his eyes upon the piece of paper he had to fill out, but his mind wandered off elsewhere as he stared out the window, cursing out silently in his mind.
Stupid backpack... Masaru thought as he sulked silently at his desk. Stupid uncle... Masaru was in the second stage of grief, or anger. Maybe if he told me I didn't have to bring a backpack than I would make some friends, but oh no! Let's not forget the fact that some guy also yelled at me even though I tried to save him from fainting at the sight of my backpack... Masaru looked down at his piece of paper and let out an slightly audible groan.
"I suppose this is permanent for the time being..." Masaru muttered under his breath as he filled out the piece of paper.
Wait... should I put my last name first to be formal? I should? Right? ... No, no, I shouldn't, too formal...
... How old am I again? Masaru thought in his head, a mental image of a palm hitting his face repeatedly showing up his head. I'm an idiot... I'm 17, right? No... that sounds a bit off... 18, I should put 18 just to be safe... maybe that makes me seem a bit too old... 16. 16 should be the age I put down.
... Wait! No! I seem too young! I should put down 18! Maybe the people younger than me will look up to someone older than them! Yeah! Masaru gave off a nod as he quickly erased "16" and put down "18."
Clubs, huh? I don't think they have a Kendo club here... do they? But if I put it down, maybe the other kids will think I'm weird... perhaps I should only practice Kendo in my dorm? ... Wait... is it mandatory for a club? ... I mean, I suppose I can make more friends in a club, but still, isn't it going to be awkward? Oh dear, it is mandatory, isn't it? I don't even know what kinds of club they have here! Masaru looked over to his right and saw a student hurriedly filling out his application. Masaru leaned over subtly - although it completely wasn't, Masaru literally got out of his chair to lean over, being completely noticeable.
Alright, Home Ec sounds nice! I'll put it down!
Masaru quickly got up and dropped it at the stack, going back to sit down at his original seat, looking out the window with only one thought in his head.
Okay! Now that that's done... what's Home Ec?
Stupid backpack... Masaru thought as he sulked silently at his desk. Stupid uncle... Masaru was in the second stage of grief, or anger. Maybe if he told me I didn't have to bring a backpack than I would make some friends, but oh no! Let's not forget the fact that some guy also yelled at me even though I tried to save him from fainting at the sight of my backpack... Masaru looked down at his piece of paper and let out an slightly audible groan.
"I suppose this is permanent for the time being..." Masaru muttered under his breath as he filled out the piece of paper.
Wait... should I put my last name first to be formal? I should? Right? ... No, no, I shouldn't, too formal...
... How old am I again? Masaru thought in his head, a mental image of a palm hitting his face repeatedly showing up his head. I'm an idiot... I'm 17, right? No... that sounds a bit off... 18, I should put 18 just to be safe... maybe that makes me seem a bit too old... 16. 16 should be the age I put down.
... Wait! No! I seem too young! I should put down 18! Maybe the people younger than me will look up to someone older than them! Yeah! Masaru gave off a nod as he quickly erased "16" and put down "18."
Clubs, huh? I don't think they have a Kendo club here... do they? But if I put it down, maybe the other kids will think I'm weird... perhaps I should only practice Kendo in my dorm? ... Wait... is it mandatory for a club? ... I mean, I suppose I can make more friends in a club, but still, isn't it going to be awkward? Oh dear, it is mandatory, isn't it? I don't even know what kinds of club they have here! Masaru looked over to his right and saw a student hurriedly filling out his application. Masaru leaned over subtly - although it completely wasn't, Masaru literally got out of his chair to lean over, being completely noticeable.
Alright, Home Ec sounds nice! I'll put it down!
Masaru quickly got up and dropped it at the stack, going back to sit down at his original seat, looking out the window with only one thought in his head.
Okay! Now that that's done... what's Home Ec?
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