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High-functioning Marshmallow
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 Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 11:20 am
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Fesle slumped against the young lady working on the dishes, finding the human body more comfortable to lean on than the hard counter beside the sink. The protests were annoying, but, after a few shouts of, “Quiet!” from the eternally stressed head chef, she nervously went to ignoring him. It wasn't like he was pouting or anything immature like that, but the dishes were to be his chore before he was pushed aside by a staff member and replaced with the girl. He only chipped a handful of dishes, really, it wasn't a big deal. He breathed out a huff and debated on just leaving early for the day when the door opened. He glanced, expecting another boring staff member, but instead found a stranger. He straightened up, missing the relieved sigh from the dishwasher, and stepped around the handful of staff still tittering about, waving a hand to grab the newcomer's attention.
“Over here,” There was a pause before he hastily added, “My lady.” It was always safest to go with 'my lady or lord' when in the castle, especially around strangers. He didn't want to offend anyone, after all, or get another confusing scolding from the head chef. He scooped up an ornate tray that sat separate of the other prepared dishes, which consisted of mostly rejected plates and some alternative meals should her majesty request it. Rather than handing it off to the woman, however, Fesle simply walked around her to open the door and watched her with a mix of expectancy and curiosity.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 1:31 pm
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“Is it?” Fesle questioned her pleasure at meeting him, considering she had the privilege of meeting with someone as pleasant as the Queen must be. It felt like he would be more of a letdown with that to compare to, but he wasn't going to mull too long on that. He followed after her, escorting her just as she presumed he would. It's not like he was doing much in the kitchen anyway and, besides, perhaps he could catch a glimpse of her majesty? He didn't believe he had seen the Queen yet and he was curious who was wedded to the King.
“You're humble for the Queen's attendant.” He sounded slightly surprised at her tone, scrunching his brow a little as he side-eyed her, “I thought her majesty would foster more pride in those who worked closely with her..” He didn't even work that close to the royals, but he certainly had a sense of importance arriving to the castle to help in even the smallest of requests. He hummed thoughtfully as he considered this, before deciding aloud, “You won't be working with her majesty for long if you can not serve her properly. I wouldn't worry.”
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 1:39 pm
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 *****************αℓуѕsια
************************ ηιgнτ
She is a woman who's had her heart broken,
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Alyssia's eyes stared up into Lucian's as her mind raced. She felt conflicted towards the man, her emotions ranging from fury to pity. "When have you tried to understand me?" She asked forcefully, trying to keep her words calm. "Don't you think I am lonely? Do you think this is the life I wanted for myself? I was supposed to be happy, and now I can never be happy again!" She exclaimed, her words becoming angrier as she did so. Her hands clenched together as she attempted desperately to keep a level head, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. "I have fought so hard to build this up. How am I supposed to trust people when everyone is against me? How am I supposed to let you in when you'll all just throw me away to get what I have?" She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.
As she opened her eyes, she saw a small tear dripping down his cheek. Her face softened slighty as she reached up a hand to wipe it away, suddenly feeling pity for the man. She knew he was still trapped in the past, and yet she was yelling at him for things he didn't understand. "Don't cry..." She said quietly.
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and that can make you do unspeakable things
Jyccly I don't remember when my old man self moved into a tree, to be honest XD |
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 2:05 pm
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*****************αℓуѕsια
************************ ηιgнτ
She is a woman who's had her heart broken,
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Alyssia gasped as she was his arms wrapped around her, pulling her into an embrace. She wondered momentarily what thoughts were going through his head and causing him to do such things. Still surprised, she stood still before wrapping her arms around him as well. She felt oddly comforted as the gap between them closed, a feeling she had not expected. She had not hugged anyone since becoming Queen, since she was encouraged to keep her distance from others.
This was different, however. She could feel the emotions he was trying to convey from the gesture, and she tried her best to return them. As he finished his thoughts in her own mind, Alyssia's grasp around him tightened. "I'm sorry too." She said quietly, meaning the apology in many ways. She was apologizing for not only her outburst, but for for her broken heart and inability to trust him. She was apologizing for all of the wrongs that there were between them, as well as all of the wrongs there would be in the future. "It will be okay." She added, more to herself than to him.
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and that can make you do unspeakable things
Jyccly D: you know I'm too clumsy to climb a tree while I'm a sleep! I already have trouble climbing them when i am awake!! |
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 2:13 pm
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I'm sorry too.
Lucian could feel his mind slipping away as she said this.
All the anger, frustration, despair, and regret slowly disappearing.
As if her words had given him a final resolution.
He closed his eyes slowly, unable to keep himself conscious as his mind drifted away into a gentle slumber.
He fell asleep against her body, his arms slipping down his side, though his hands remained entwined with hers, never letting go.
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OCC: You see, your old man self is quite overpowered. He powers up secretly because he has a stash of hamcat posters underneath his bed. When he sleeps, he dreams of the hamcat, and powers up. |
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 2:21 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 2:31 pm
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“But you survived. The weak wouldn't.” He pointed out, although he wasn't sure if she was incorrect on the second bit. He didn't exactly know what the mission was or if she had actually accomplished anything, though she definitely appeared to have failed. Fesle brightened at what she said next, nodding in sudden understanding, “I see. You didn't tell me you were her majesty's friend. It would be difficult for her majesty to replace that.” It was pleasant to hear of such loyalty and good to know that the Queen had someone devoted to her in that way, plus it was nice to not be confused on why the Queen kept a useless attendant with her.
“A long while.” He answered simply, though he wasn't entirely sure the actual length. He didn't make a habit of counting days. “I was offered my position the day I arrived here. I prefer it here, though the diners in town are easier to work for.” They didn't care how he talked to them, after all, and didn't seem nearly as finicky as the castle's staff. He carefully looked over the passing servants as they walked, curious if they were also heading for the Queen's chambers. He honestly had no clue if they were getting close or not—he didn't memorize anymore of the castle than necessary.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 3:22 pm
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Fesle nodded at Zoe, silently deciding her to be a friend. She didn't seem upset with him at all and was rather talkative and open, which were pleasant traits to be around. He walked in after her without hesitation when they entered the Queen's chambers, glancing around the room in hopes to catch sight of the woman who ruled the kingdom. No one. He opened his mouth to begin to comment on how Zoe really was bad at her job if she couldn't even keep track of the Queen's whereabouts, but she had already started to move on to another room so he followed instead.
Huh. He rose his brows in surprise at the blatant display of affection, the door wide open for anyone to see the royal couple. Fesle glanced at Zoe to gauge her reaction, but it appeared this was a situation she hadn't experienced yet either. In fact, it almost seemed like she was looking to him for guidance?
“I don't know either.” He shrugged as best as he could while keeping the tray straight in his hand, turning his head back to the sight. “It doesn't look like they're being intimate.” He noted after a second of observation. They were still dressed, after all. “Perhaps wake them?” He questioned as he knelt to set the tray on the ground, stepping closer to crane his neck and look the pair over. They were breathing and they didn't appear to have been in a fight. “Sire? Your majesty?”
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2016 3:47 pm
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*****************αℓуѕsια
************************ ηιgнτ
She is a woman who's had her heart broken,
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Alyssia blinked several times, allowing herself to slowly be woken from her slumber. She was quite disoriented to place, since she didn't often find herself waking up on the floor in Lucian's room. She looked around, taking in the surroundings and searching for danger, as she normally would when woken. Her eyes spotted Zoe across the room, and then proceeded to land on an unfamiliar man. He seemed to be speaking to her, and he may have even been the reason she had woken. "Who are you?" She demanded hoarsely, her voice in the process of waking with the rest of her body. She noted that she was still tangled with Lucian, remembering having fallen asleep as such. She attempted to pull her hands away to no avail, and she focused her attention back on Zoe and the man instead.
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and that can make you do unspeakable things
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