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 Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 7:09 pm
Throughout that whole display of power she stood there watching, knowing that this would be a very long fight. She knew it was stupid to underestimate him and she was not going to do so now. Taking a deep breath she shut her eyes and began to focus, getting in the zone for this. If this was five years ago she would no doubt die in this fight but now she at least had a fighting chance but Lucia already knew that this was not a fight she would win but it didn't mean she would lose either. The only way she would lose would be if he took the last breath from her.
Just as his eyes stared at her she opened her eyes, her eyes not glaring but filled with a strong will power. The very tension in the training area could be felt and already some of the people in the castle began to work there way over to see what was going on. Taking another deep breath she got into a defensive stance and waited for his move. After all she was ready when he was.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 7:31 pm
"Just so you know, I can't control the weather. I don't have any spells lucia," Nicolas said slowly before he looked to his staff. "That Staff suppresses the magic that is causing the storm. It also Suppresses my birth right and heritage." He slowly took a deep breath. Nicolas let his words hang there, and said nothing more about it. He did not explain himself; feeling that Lucia would figure out his meaning. Then He sighed and tried to calm his breathing; preparing himself for the use of an ability he hadn't used in almost 3 decades.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 7:38 pm
Kaimei walked out the castle to see that the weather had changed. He wondered where his two little brothers were. He headed for the gate of the Castle to see if the Princesses were coming near even though he really could care less about them. But it was his fathers orders to make sure they were safe at all costs if they werent then it would probably be another 100 years of war
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 7:51 pm
The town itself was beautiful indeed, but the Divendale princess because focused more on the second carriage'd princess. "I am Sereda," The voice was very full of something you would expect from such a beautiful creature. She peaked from the carriage at the other princess. "Do you think the princes should see my wings at first? They were a quality that factored into my choosing." It was obvious that she was not skilled in being a social girl, her speech was not mumbled or shy, but rather very blunt and almost judgmental. As if having wings would make a better prince choose her. Shayna was very pretty to her, and she was sure the other princess was very pretty too. But perhaps it was now that a few doubts had edged their way into the girl's brain.
Maybe the princes will like them. After all, they admire a dragon's wings. Sereda worried herself with that while still awaiting the other princess's response. It was very odd that the princes were not already here, at least one, but perhaps she could understand since a ship was crashing toward the kingdom. Perhaps. The fairy tucked a thin, loose strand behind her ear. It was in that moment she remembered how regal she was intended to appear. A simple gown, jewelry. Even her hair had been adorned in a crown upon her head. It was this she kept tucked away. In response, she sat up a little straighter, tilted her chin up just slightly so. She gave Shayna a charming smile. "Always keep a smile," her sisters told her before leaving. She suspected that would not be as easy as once thought.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 8:00 pm
((Ummm... She's riding a horse >.< But it's okay haha, ))
The dark haired desert girl listened as the princess introduced herself. Even the voice seemed magical to her. She was completely blown away by just the sheer magic surrounding her. When the questions about her wings was stated, Shayna glanced at her wings again. "Hmmm, maybe. They are so different from their own wings that they might be very interested in yours. They are so pretty and majestic in comparison to theirs... But that's only my opinion." Shayna said curious as to the customs that led to such dressings. She herself didn't like what she was wearing... It made her feel, kind of vulnerable. Especially since she was in a land she had never been in before...
Her guards came up near her and excused themselves as their duty to see her to the town were finished. She happily let them leave as she ran her fingers through the brown stallions mane. It was just a habit. She couldn't help but glance back at the other princess who had her hair around her head like a crown and jewels that made her look even more glamorous. While Shayna had her hair back in a home made hair band and something very clad...
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 8:01 pm
Ren smirked, watching his brothers. Without merit, he left, to be the first to greet the other two princesses who had arrived. He didn't want to say he was envious because his older brothers got attention more so than he did, no, he knew his brothers' good points so he didn't feel envious at all. In fact, he found no fault with them but himself; he thought he was too much of a coward or an initiator to do anything. His father was already disappointed with him because Ren didn't want to serve and support his brothers; Ren chose to do something different and chose to be a commander and strategist. He guessed that, with the war over now, that such honors meant little to nothing now. He chuckled, scratching his head before lingering outside, waiting for the two princesses to arrive at the front.
He looked cheerful enough, a demure to him even. However, this faux sense of demure was only to cover how much pity he felt for himself. He would never let his brothers know, mostly because they would try to convince him that he shouldn't think that. But Ren would feel even more insignificant if that would happen. He looked up at the sky, which had worsened. He sighed and leaned against a wall, his dark black hair falling in front of his eyes.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 8:08 pm
"I can see that," she replied and sighed a bit since this type of weather tended to be irritating to fight in. One had to be careful of lightening though she would assume none else would strike...or so she hoped. Seeing that he was preparing to do something she waited in her stance. Her mind raced with all the counters she could and should use with whatever he decided to use. Either way she would have to wait for his more.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 8:12 pm
( Haha! And her wings are hidden with magic. n-n
I'd say we're even hehe )
The mystical girl shifted pink. She had let out her wings without noticing, but the compliment made the princess smile. "I like your clothing very much. You are very pretty and you give a casual, inviting atmosphere. They will like you very much, I presume." Being blunt was perhaps not always a bad thing. Sereda stepped from the carriage and was assisted onto a horse. She looked to the other princess again, "We can go meet them together," Said the girl.
Of course, she was just trying to be friendly and inviting, something she had admired about this girl. Perhaps the princes would think her cold and shun her away. She hoped only that she would be permitted to show her talents in response. Surely, if the royal family saw her prowess.. they would not turn her away if that was the case. In magical battle, she was an impossible opponent. The fairy kept her charming smile, jewelry glittering just slightly in the sunlight, and her hair far more ablaze.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 8:25 pm
Eureka blew a nervous breath, shaking a little as she glanced at her royal guard. She closed her eyes, summing up a little courage before being helped off the broken ship. It seemed the engine stopped working midway, and the cause seemed to remain a mystery. Many of the engineers continued to investigate, right after apologizing to the princess for putting her life in danger. Eureka calmed them, for it wasn't totally their fault, and promised them no ill will. She would report her safe arrival to her brother anyways, and ensure that the engineers would not be punished. With that lasting relief, she turned, stepping onto the ground. It felt good being on solid ground. She glanced up to the sky, it seeming like a whole new, big world to her. She shivered before kneeling down to the floor, kissing the floor.
Blessed be that she was alive! She was extremely relieved, and hugged the floor before one of her guards cleared their throats. Eureka got up suddenly, almost embarrassed, as she dusted her burgundy dress off. Right! She was supposed to be lady-like and here she was hugging and kissing the floor!
She cleared her throat and straightened herself before looking around the landing. The castle seemed immense and intimidating. She left her mouth open as she looked all the way to the top. She swallowed before looking back down. Eureka spotted Unmei near on the boarding platform, noting that he was the indigo dragon who had saved them initially. She wondered where the other one went, the black one, but she guessed she'd find him later.
Eureka picked up her skirts and carefully walked over to Unmei, bowing her head slightly. She didn't curtsy, if only because it wasn't her personality to. Her sisters all did it, but then again, they were by far more feminine than her. Nonetheless, she did her best to look polite and appropriate. She glanced behind her, her guard close. They were also her escorts. She bit her lip before turning to look at Unmei. He looked so...foreign.
Eureka took a breath. "Thank you for saving my people's lives. And my own. May you be blessed with luck and happiness," she murmured, lowering her eyes. It was rather normal to bless people with such a saying as a way of thanking them in her country.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 8:27 pm
[ God, Rin, must you have that signature? It creeps me out every time I scroll past your comments, lol. ]
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 8:45 pm
Unmei smiled at the Princess and slowly spoke in his usual happy tone, "You are most welcome Princess and thank you for your blessing. I am second prince Unmei Draco'em." And then he bowed in a gentlemanly way without removing his hand from his cane. As he straightened he switched his cane to his other hand and offered her his hand, "May I escort you to the castle?"
Nicolas took a deep breathe and suddenly, very abruptly he transformed into his true self. He transformed into a feathered, beaked dragon with black scales, a black beak with serrations large enough to be mistaken for teeth, and almost black dark purple feathers. He was nearly as large as the prince he served in dragon form and his eyes glowed golden.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 8:54 pm
Lucia watched as others watched in awe. She merely observed his transformation and how he looked. So her assumption of him being a dragon a couple minutes ago was right. Well that was one thing down but now she was to focus on this fight but she would not fight him in her dragon form. This would be human vs. dragon. If they were both in dragon form it would cause too much damage and to damage the castle would be bad. Taking a step back she reached over and grabbed a shield off the wall but that was all. She would get her sword later if it was necessary. For now she would rely on defending herself against him so she could analyze where his weakness was in such a form. No matter who, there was always a weak spot and she would have to find that. Lucia waited.
((OOC: XD sorry Bunny..Cat? XD but yes i have to have that as my signature haha))
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 9:11 pm
Marth had just finished cleaning the main entrance, and he watched it shine, proud of his work. He had placed it upon himself to clean the main entrance, for that would be the first thing the princesses would see upon entering the castle. He decided that it was about time to see whatever chores his "master" had for him.
He searched about the castle and in the gardens for him until he decided to search the front. His brown clothes looked brighter outside, causing him to think the windows needed cleaning, and if he had the chance, he'd clean them himself.
He saw Ren outside, and he walked over to him as proper as he could, and upon meeting him, he bowed. "My Lord, have you any chores for me to do this day?" he asked. He was willing to do anything for Ren, despite his personality. He had noticed that the sky became cloudy though he guessed it was normal, not knowing Nicolas's power.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 9:46 pm
[ Lol, Boris, you said servant, but he's kind of a slave. Lol, I will use and abuse him comically. ]
Ren glanced to his servant, Marth, who bowed before him. Marth was his youngest servant, but clearly the most dedicated. He sighed, getting up off the wall as he put a hand on Marth's shoulder. He always seemed eager to please and it made Ren a little uncomfortable despite Ren's like for people and things that were specifically for him. He gave a small grin, his blue eyes twinkling. "Since you are one of my few personal servants, and a good friend, I want you to buy some nicer clothes for yourself. You are not befitting of servant clothes with the amount of good things you do," he murmured. He patted him again before letting him go. The princesses had arrived in time, he guessed, and he went to them, leaving Marth with a small bag of gold coins.
"Welcome to Draconem. I am the third and youngest son, Ren Draco'em, and it is my pleasure to greet you both, ladies of Legerdemain and Divendale respectively," he welcomed, lifting his head to show off a brilliant smile.
Eureka closed her eyes, glad that at least one of the brothers wasn't a complete monstrosity like the rumors had foretold. She breathed and opened her eyes, taking his hand gently. "I don't mind," she muttered softly. She was a little nervous, and couldn't help but check Unmei out in the corner of her eyes. She would note his courtesy and politeness. She looked down and then to her side, the castle an enigma in itself. She looked at her feet, surprised she hadn't tripped yet. She was still a bit shaken about the airship incident, but she did her best not to show her distress. She also did well to hide her misbehavior as well. While Eureka was lady-like now, she was probably the least underneath all the coats of feminism that her maids painted on her. They had done her hair up, when it was usually down and unbrushed. Her face held a little powder, to cover her ever so light freckles and give a little color to her pale face. Her dress was supposed to highlight her body, though she thought it looked a little drab and dorky. Her shoes were easy to walk in enough, but she preferred something less pretty-looking. Her jewelry was a bit showy, though she didn't mind it, since she was rather patriotic about the good aspects of her country. She hoped that all the work that was put into her dressing paid off, because surely, if she had to dress herself, no prince would've wanted her right off the bat.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 10:03 pm
Oh. They didn't make them like that back home. Sereda was very conscious of her movements now, and her wings seemed to fan just slightly. Like a crunchy leaf in appearance, but as silent as a falling one in motion. The princess spoke, "Sereda, of Divendale." Perhaps that was too brief, but she glanced over to the other princess. She had forgotten to smile charmingly for a second in time, but caught it and turned her look back to Ren Draco'em.
If they all looked as Ren did, and spoke with such smiles, the princess thought the experience could not possibly have much negative about it. It was all so warm and inviting, she liked it. In contrast, the darkening clouds were something the fairy seemed to look at next, and concern etched its way across the face of the girl. In response to the magic of the weather, her ring and necklace pulsed. She rubbed the ring finger nervously with her thumb.
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