Lucette Quietly Grumbled As She Made Her Way Into The Room Where The Others Were. She Was Dressed In

Lucette quietly grumbled as she made her way into the room where the others were. She was dressed in the uniform, hair still wet from her bath. No doubt that was going to come back and bite her in the ass later. ‘Are you allergic to properly drying your hair, girl?!’

“No, but it takes forever for my hair to dry. You know that.” Lucette grumbled back, sitting behind an empty table and beginning to eat. She reminded herself to savor the meal because it was going to be a good long, suffering while until she gets more food. It was a struggle to keep her eyes open and not fall face first into her food. How was she supposed to fight and train like this?! ‘By making a new routine and getting accustomed to waking up early. It would do you some good in your daily life as well.’ Lucette rolled her eyes, taking a sip of the tea, only to scrunch her nose up at the taste. Such odd flavors but it will have to do for now. Hmm, she wonders if she could sneak out of training....

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Lucette tossed a pillow in his general direction, stuffing her head into her blanket to groan loudly, making sure everything nearby knew she was miserable. This was bullshit!

“This is pointless!” She shouted into her blanket, already dreading to get up. Her body did NOT want to move even an inch. And it certainly didn’t want to go out into the cold air.

“What difference does it make training in the morning or afternoon? Training is training.”

‘Unless you want him coming back inside and dragging you out, I’d suggest you get up, bathe, and get dressed. Breakfast will be served soon and since he said that you will train until Midday Meal with nothing more than 5 minute water breaks, you can’t afford to skip.’ “How come you are up so early? What do YOU do?” Lucette burrowed further into the blanket, relishing in her last few blissful moments of warmth and comfort.

‘Make sure my idiot host doesn’t end up late and missing breakfast. Because guess who will have to deal with your whining? Me. So up up! Get to it!’

“Uuuuugggh, fiiiiiine. I’m up, I’m up.”

Lucette pushed aside the blanket, body shivering against the rush of cold air, sighing heavily as she pulled herself out of bed and began to head to the bathroom. Something told her that this was gonna be a rough day.

Bi-Han sat cross-legged behind his usual table. Kuai Liang sat next to him, eyes closed in meditation as the recruits filed in.

The cryomancer scratched at his beard. He had only rarely trimmed his hair when he was out on his personal crusade and the habit had not changed even slightly. The beard made him look a lot less like the frozen corpse his darker abilities had made him out to be over the decades, and a good bit of his own special charm -

‘You’re preening inside like a peacock again.’

‘Can’t you at least be nice and give me one moment where I can bask in how good looking I am?’

Saibot let out a warbling laugh in his mind. Bi-Han rolls his eyes, picking up the glass full of iced tea and draining half of it in one go. Though maybe he should have it trimmed sometimes, don’t need to be looking like his drifter self again when he is the Lin Kuei Grandmaster - well, secondary Grandmaster, the main duties were Kuai Liang’s. He can’t be arsed to deal with the young ones at his age any more.

He scanned his pale eyes over the ranks of the recruits. Most of them were here, pity those ones that had overslept, they’ll be missing breakfast until the midday meal rolls around.

God Kin Weddings

All week on Discord, I’ve just been talking about Lucette and her God Kin wedding and trying to figure out what that actually entails. I actually had to make notes for this. Gonna put this under a read more because it gets long.

So to start off, my idea of Anor Londo fashion is that the God Kin wear these large halo crown headdresses.

Like this: 

 Women and children always wear them during events (balls, weddings, feasts, celebrations, festivals, etc.). Men can wear them too but most usually decide not to unless it’s an extremely important event. Children wear smaller, more simple versions of it.

For a wedding, the bride will wear an extremely large and extravagant versions, with gems and filigree designs all over it. Always custom made to the bride’s choices of design. These versions are always the largest and are pretty heavy. Unlike with the other versions where they would wear any hairstyle and be fine, for these, the bride’s hair must absolutely be in a braided bun, both in front and behind the crown to support the weight and prevent it from falling off when the bride moves her head.

Whether the veil is attached to it or to a secondary crown is up to the bride.

I like the idea of the wedding starting early early morning before the sun comes up. The bridesmaids would walk in carrying small handheld brazier bowls lit with a candle, metaphorically lighting the bride’s way to the altar.

Then right when the sun starts to rise, the bride comes in. The sun will be risen enough to make all the gold on the bride sparkle and glow and dazzle but still slightly dark enough that the glow of the glowing flowers can still be seen and light up the bride.

She would be walked in by her father, Artorias, who will also physically join the couple’s hands together before stepping away. Yes, he cries the entire time.

Princess Gwynevere would officiate the marriage.

Another cool idea that I like (not from me) is instead of holding flowers, the brides hold their family’s crest on a silk cape thing. When they reach altar, they give it to their husband as a show of him accepting and being welcomed into the family.

Also, note: Here, I don’t do the “wife goes into the husband’s family” thing. Instead, I base it off of rank. The lower ranked person goes into the family of the higher ranked. If it is the husband, he will give the cape of his family’s crest to her. If wife, reversed. Kinda like Game of Thrones.

So in this instance, Koray (Lucette’s husband in this verse) will be given the silk cape from Lucette. Once the ceremony is over, he will wrap himself in it and will walk out wearing it. He has to keep it on for the rest of the day, even at the reception and feast.

That’s all I got for now but when I think of more, I’ll update this.

Taking a quick glance around the room under her lashes, Lucette saw that everyone was busy doing their own thing and Bi-Han was more focused on his food. Perfect.

‘You cannot be serious right now.’

“I’m very serious. I deserve five more minutes of sleep. And come hell or high water, I’m getting those 5 minutes. One way or another.”

Lucette stood up and casually and silently made her way to the hall, doing her best to seem casual, as if she was just going to use the bathroom or something. That’ll be her excuse. 

‘And if they find you NOT in the bathroom but on your bed, peacefully napping the day away?’

“Well, I’m a woman. And sometimes womanly things come up and I have to rest to get better.”

‘That is the weakest excuse I have ever heard.’ Lucette rolled her eyes, now sneaking along the wall towards the direction of her room, mind already partly daydreaming about the the soft pillow and warm blankets awaiting her.

“If it works, it works. How many times have you called my plan stupid and it still worked?”

‘Out of luck, not skill.’

“Denial and excuses.”

When she was far enough away, she broke into a sprint to her bedroom. Nap time, here she comes!  Bi-Han can easily wait til afternoon, a reasonable time, to bully her.

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Lucette quietly grumbled as she made her way into the room where the others were. She was dressed in the uniform, hair still wet from her bath. No doubt that was going to come back and bite her in the ass later. ‘Are you allergic to properly drying your hair, girl?!’

“No, but it takes forever for my hair to dry. You know that.” Lucette grumbled back, sitting behind an empty table and beginning to eat. She reminded herself to savor the meal because it was going to be a good long, suffering while until she gets more food. It was a struggle to keep her eyes open and not fall face first into her food. How was she supposed to fight and train like this?! ‘By making a new routine and getting accustomed to waking up early. It would do you some good in your daily life as well.’ Lucette rolled her eyes, taking a sip of the tea, only to scrunch her nose up at the taste. Such odd flavors but it will have to do for now. Hmm, she wonders if she could sneak out of training….

‘Consider paying attention to your new student, I don’t think she was quite pleased with being woken up at the asscrack of dawn.’ Without waiting for a response, Saibot materializes out of him - Bi-Han shuddering at the cold that suddenly ran down his spine, a different sort of chill to his cryomancy -

‘What’s it with you and randomly appearing from nowhere? You’re going to spook the shit out of someone eventually.’

Saibot shrugged, opting to seat himself against a nearby wall with arms folded across his chest -

Anyone would be able to guess, on the assumption that she was indeed royalty, she would not be used to being woken up on time. The shadow muses with a light mental chuckle: this ought to be fun. If Bi-Han wouldn’t keep an eye on Lucette, then he would. If she tried sneaking away… should be rather amusing. The cryomancer would never be able to, but he would, warping from one shadow to another.

Lucette turned the corner, the friction between her shoes and the stone floor making her shoes squeak. Not that she cared. She was too busy gloating and mentally patting herself on the back. She managed to sneak away from Bi-Han!

Or so she thought. She was so busy basking in her own glory, she didn’t see the portal until it was too late. 

Lucette felt the air change around around her and for a split second, she was weightless, the floor gone. The change startled her, making her trip over her own foot and fall face first onto a different type of stone floor. That sure knocked all the tiredness out of her.

“What the?!” What in the world just happened? What was that?

Raising her face from the floor, Lucette looked around to see that...she was definitely not in the hallway. It looked like she was in some sort of training area.

“How did I get out here? I know for a fact that I was heading to my room-Oh hi, Grandmaster! How.......How’s it going? What a surprise to see you....here.”

Lucette had to stop herself from talking about her almost successful escape attempt when she caught sight of Kuai Liang standing right next to her. Lucette rearranged herself into a more relaxed pose, still lying on the floor. Hoping that her smile would distract him. And hoping he didn’t see that.

“Uh, Grandmaster, I seem to have gotten lost. You see what happened was......I was going to use the bathroom and I some strange thing happened, probably a wrong turn, and ended up here. Isn’t that crazy?”

‘You are a terrible liar.”

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Taking a quick glance around the room under her lashes, Lucette saw that everyone was busy doing their own thing and Bi-Han was more focused on his food. Perfect.

‘You cannot be serious right now.’

“I’m very serious. I deserve five more minutes of sleep. And come hell or high water, I’m getting those 5 minutes. One way or another.”

Lucette stood up and casually and silently made her way to the hall, doing her best to seem casual, as if she was just going to use the bathroom or something. That’ll be her excuse.

‘And if they find you NOT in the bathroom but on your bed, peacefully napping the day away?’

“Well, I’m a woman. And sometimes womanly things come up and I have to rest to get better.”

‘That is the weakest excuse I have ever heard.’ Lucette rolled her eyes, now sneaking along the wall towards the direction of her room, mind already partly daydreaming about the the soft pillow and warm blankets awaiting her.

“If it works, it works. How many times have you called my plan stupid and it still worked?”

‘Out of luck, not skill.’

“Denial and excuses.”

When she was far enough away, she broke into a sprint to her bedroom. Nap time, here she comes!  Bi-Han can easily wait til afternoon, a reasonable time, to bully her.

Knew it.

Saibot watches as she slips out, thinking that she could get away without rousing anyone’s attention. Which, admittedly, was impressive work for someone that had not been trained by the Shirai Ryu or the Lin Kuei: with some correct training, maybe she’ll be as good as one of them later on.

The shadow entity glances at Bi-Han. If he had eyebrows to arch, they would have: with just a bit of focus, he calls up a shadow portal. He’ll have a bit of fun with this one, before the cryomancer inevitably calls him back into their shared vessel. Which could be immediately, or a few hours later when he inevitably would sense that he had left for too long.

He steps out into the hallway of the temple, in the wing where most of the guest quarters would be located. Should be coming around the corner any minute now -

Saibot smirks wickedly.

Two portals, one opens in the hallway just before her, one that would deposit her right in front of the Grandmaster in the training arena. Bit of a surprise for certain, and a better wake-up call.

I GOT NEW BRAID BRUSHES! AND THEY’RE BRAIDS FOR BLACK HAIR!

YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?!

IT WON’T TAKE ME 500000 YEARS TO DO CORNROWS. I CAN GIVE MY GIRLS AND BOYS THE BRAIDS, TWISTS, AND DREADLOCKS THEY DESERVE!

Lowkey kinda wanna talk about Ornstein and Lucette’s relationship and how it changed as she got older.