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 Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 4:34 pm
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Gazing down at the unconscious girl with the marking on her face, Saitoku frowned.
What now? After all of this fighting, what happened to the enemy? He couldn’t just
leave her there. She wouldn’t be able to defend herself in her state! Sliding his
arms beneath her, Saitoku lifted the Noir Pawn. She wasn’t very heavy at all, in fact,
she would have been light as a feather had she not been wearing such heavy armor.
Unfortunatly, Saitoku found that his current situation made it difficult for him to carry
his own weight. He wouldn’t have enough strength to return her to her own kingdom or
to hide her in his. Cradling her in his arms with his axe as support, Saitoku began the
exhausting journey to neutral land.
Stumbling his last few steps forward, Saitoku found a tree to rest beside. Gently laying
down the still sleeping girl, he collapsed at the base of the trunk. He was fairly sure he
had made it to the neutral territory; he hadn’t seen any others around for some time.
Slowly, his eyes began to close. He knew it would be bad if the pawn were to wake up
while he was sleeping but he just could not get his eyes open.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 4:46 pm
 Phea was dreaming. Or, at least, she really hoped she was dreaming. Because in her dream she was being carried. Something she can not stand, not since her brother had dropped her. But it is just a dream so she does not struggle.
Not until she is set down does Phea realize the truth. The rough ground under her is too real to be dream. So then. Who has carried here and to where? Feigning sleep Phea listens. Who ever it is has joined her, too weary to lower him (or her) self down as gently as she had been. Phea waits until this other's breathing evens out. Who ever it was has gone to sleep. Does that mean this person is Noir too?
Unable to answer these questions with out looking, Phea opens her eyes. There, beside her, is the Blanc Pawn she had just lost too. Why did he carry her here? She looks around. That is why, this ground is neutral. Well at least they are safe. This is the last thought Phea has before her eyes close again and she falls back to sleep.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 6:27 pm
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Darkness. Everything was dark. The moon shone brightly but the tree blocked even
that light. Saitoku’s eyes gradually opened. For a moment he had forgotten where
he was. Brushing a golden lock of hair from his forehead, he observed his surroundings.
There was land. A lot of land. The moon, the tree he was under, a girl… A girl?! Soaring
into sitting position, Saitoku grabbed for his axe. How did this happen? Saitoku
pounded a fist into his mess of hair as he tried to remember.
Oh! The fight! He recalled being challenged by the very silent Noir Pawn. Then he had
carried her to the safety of the neutral land after the battle… At least she was safe and
hadn’t tried to attack him while he was unconscious.
Saitoku considered waking her with a little shake but thought otherwise when he saw
how peaceful she was. He would enjoy the rest of the night under the moon until she
would awaken on her own.
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 8:55 pm
She stirs, cool night air pulling her to wakefulness. Phea opens her eyes, wondering where she is. Until memory breaks through the sleep fog. She sits up, looking around and spots him. "Hello." she says, pulling her legs into a crossed position. "Thank you." Phea blushes as she says that, even more aware of how she had left Jiao when she had fought him.
"Do all Blanc wait for their enemies to wake, or is it weird quark some of you have?" Phea asks, wishing she had asked Odilon. Well any Blanc would do, right? "I am Amalphea, by the way."
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2011 9:48 pm
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“Umm… I don’t know…?” Saitoku turned to face the finally conscious girl, “I guess
I just didn’t feel right leaving you there… Does this happen to you often…?”
A cool breeze danced between them, flowing through loose fabrics and hair. The
Noirs’s amethyst tresses glinted in the moonlight, revealing a long scar over the
bridge of her nose. Saitoku hadn’t remembered seeing that before. He wasn’t really
paying much attention to her face while he was fighting her and he knew that he
couldn’t have cause it because it was partially healed, but seeing the scar made him
feel rather sad. This girl had clearly been through more battles than he. She was a
true fighter; he felt that during their battle. What if he were to cause such a scar to
someone in one of his battles on his quest to becoming queen? A permanent
reminder of their battle…
“If you don’t mind… may I ask how you got that scar?”
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 1:10 am
Phea thinks this over. She has only had three battles, both against Blanc she has lost. She shrugs. "I suppose. You are the second Blanc I have lost to. The other stayed as well."
At his mention of her scar Phea reaches up and touches it. "My first battle and victory. Against a Hong soldier." She leaves out the part of thinking Jiao an ambassador. And the bit where she had left him unconscious after taking her prize. She drops her hand into her lap, blushing again at this thought.
Phea pulls her mind back to where she is, shrugging again. "Scars are part of a soldier's life. It does not bother me." Well now she has resorted to lies. The scar does bother her, but if she pretends it does not then maybe it will not. Someday.
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 8:03 am
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Nodding, Saitoku listened to her words, gazing off towards the comforting light of the
moon again.
“That’s true. Scars from battles where you were victorious are like a testament of
your strength. I found you to be very, very strong and you’ve got the scar to prove it
to anyone you come across.” Thinking back on her mention of the Hong soldier, Saitoku
realized that there will be many more ‘enemies’ out there, not just the Noir army. If he
is to become queen, he will have to defend his people from all of them, not to mention
defend his crown from other Blanc.
“Oh! Ah… my name is Saitoku…” he blurted, remembering that she had introduced
herself and he had just gone rambling on about other things, “Amalphea… Is there
something you’re fighting for…? A certain goal…?”
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 9:48 pm
"Scars from lost battles have their uses too. They remind us of mistakes, lest we repeat them." She replies, then considers his next question.
It is several long minutes before Phea speaks again, never really having thought about it before. "Well.. I enlisted.. It was expected of me, by my parents." She pauses, gathering her jumble of thoughts. "My brother ran off, to be a farmer, so the task of fulfilling the family tradition fell to me." Another pause as Phea goes over her time as a Pawn, and training before that. "Not that I do not like it, but aside from the King and Queen I have never really decided what I fight for.. To be a Knight, maybe." Phea shrugs, pulling her knees up to her chest. "I do not know that I have ever fought for it, but being a Knight would be nice. I could finally order others about, and stop with all the grunt work." A mischievous smile plays over her lips. She might make up silly tasks for her Pawns, something she dreads of her own Knight, but after all it is just a bit of fun, right? Something else to consider - among her growing pile - the next time her Knight makes such a request.
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 12:16 pm
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This truth that she speaks sinks into Saitoku as he thinks of the many scars he had
seen on soldiers from his kingdom who had come back after a long battle. Maybe some
time he would be scarred in a battle as well. Though, he wasn't convinced enough to
actually want one yet.
"I admire you for listening to your parents, but sometimes, do what you want to do. For
yourself; no one else. It does seem like you enjoy battling though so if you can satisfy
both yourself and your parents, go right ahead." Saitoku fumbled with the ribbons on his
axe that flowed loosely in the wind.
"I... wish to be queen. I've never told anyone that before but I just think that serving
directly under my king and protecting my people from a position I could have more
power at would
make my life more fulfulled." Saitoku grew quiet again. He knew that him being queen
would make him an even bigger enemy to the Noirs and he was already beginning to like
this one. She wasn't as scary as he was made to believe the Noirs were. She was like...
a friend.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 11:43 am
Phea ponders this, wondering what she would have done if her brother had enlisted. She shrugs, unable to come up with anything. Well, maybe she would have enlisted as a Rook instead. But being a Pawn was fun. Most of the time, at least. "I never gave much thought to what I would do. Not until my brother ran off. Then my thoughts turned to family duty." Phea shrugs, wondering if he understands family duty is as important, to some at least, as serving the King or Queen. "I had a choice too, and I made the one that felt right under the circumstances."
She smiles a little surprised "Oh!" escaping from her lips. To be King or Queen, one of the ruling class. Phea may not have given much thought on what she wants but she has thought on what she does not want. "Good luck. It is a noble dream." She holds back the rest, that the dream is not for all, sure he knows this. Then too, Phea does not wish to argue. Debating on something that is opinion based is pointless, best to just let others have their opinion. So long as they respect what other people think.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 3:25 pm
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“I’m an only child. I don’t know my parents all too well… I think they’re still alive.
Nevertheless, I love them.”
Saitoku laughs a bit as she calls it a ‘noble dream’, finding a double meaning in
the phrase since it is a worthy dream and if he were to achieve it, he would in fact be a
noble. He had never thought of the position as a means to make him more valuable than
others, just as a way to protect them.
“I have already met others who also wish to become queen. I don’t like the thought of
fighting over it when we should be trying hard to protect our people, but I shall do what
I must to become strong.”
Saitoku rubs his stomach as a long growl emits from it. He hadn’t eaten in quite some
time; not since he had left his country and finished off the small meal he had packed.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 12:09 am
"We do what we must." Phea is interrupted by Saituko's stomach growl, and reminded of her own hunger. She is about to ask if he knows of an inn, when she gets a better look around. She knows this place, not very well, but enough to find an inn. And they should get there just around breakfast. "I know an inn around here that serves good breakfast, if you would like to join me." Phea says, standing up. She helps Saituko up as well, then heads off to the path.
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