Im Back Home And Im EXHAUSTED!

I’m back home and I’m EXHAUSTED!

but, now that I’m home and no longer on vacation, time to jump back into rping.

If Lucette is ever forced to marry in any verse She WILL fight every step of the way.

She refuses to let anyone to take away her dreams of love.

Artorias: I slept for almost 12 hours but I might still be tired so lets go for 12 more just incase. Lucette: Papa, that's a coma. Artorias: Sounds festive.

Lucette wiggled happily as she was picked up in her father’s arms, wrapping her short arms around his neck to hold on. The smile she had on her face however faded away when he spoke.

“But I haven’t done anything bad, Papa. And I promise I won’t get into trouble, I just want to explore. Sif can come with me too.”

The child’s nose wrinkled as he spoke of not being liked by everyone. The idea confused her immensely.

“But everyone likes you, Papa.”

A smol Lucette tugs Artorias’ clothes and asks “Papa, why can’t I walk around the castle at night like the other kids?”

It was a difficult question. Artorias knelt down. Gigantic hands ( in comparision to the small body of the child ) tucked themselves beneath her arms. Lucette was lifted with ease and held close--- affectionately, lovingly. He was tender in response to her question, a ghost of a smile barely on his lips, as he spoke to her in a hushed tone.

He did not know how to phrase it, but his daughter deserved better than his silence. So, he spoke with some caution, taking the risk that he might utter an error. "These halls were meant for Gods," he began, then internally cringed. She is going to think lesser of herself, she is going to feel out of place. Quickly, he changed the direction he intended. "'Tis the held belief, at least, by my kin. 'Tis not a matter of trust in thee, Starlight, but the trust I have for my kin. I am not close to everyone in Anor Londo. I fret... what may happen, if by perchance, thou disturb'st one who is not so kind."

At the sound of her name being spoken, the princess froze in her movements, body going tense before sheepishly turning to Bi-Han. There goes her plan of flying under the radar. Up in smoke.

“Well, I was woken up by a strange energetic man at the asscrack of dawn. Then when I was escap-I MEAN-going to the bathroom, SOMEONE decided to be an asshole and opened a portal that teleported me from the hallway to here. Soooooo.....Honestly, not too bad.”

Lucette had to be honest. Despite dealing with a weird specter with prankster tendencies and being alone in the middle of an icy desert, it wasn’t too bad here.

“Though, I still don’t see the point in doing this training. Hand to hand combat isn’t the training I need. Its my pyromancy.”

‘Girl. You never told him you had pyromancy. Remember?’

Lucette didn’t need to see her to know that the voice was rolling its eyes at her forgetfulness, exasperated. Rolling her eyes, Lucette held out a hand and summoned a minor fireball.

“I need to learn how to control this. And from what I’ve seen, this isn’t quite your area of expertise.”

Surely there were other pyromancers on this world that could teach her. Even if it would be different than Maria’s teachings. But hey, what can a girl do but to follow through?

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As Lucette imitated the moves of the other recruits, she felt the hair on the back of her neck stand, that familiar tingle tapping on the back of her mind before bolting down her spine.

‘He’s watching you.’

“Yeah, kinda figured.” She hissed under her breath, trying everything in her power to not look back at Bi-Han. Because she knew that if she even gave off the hint of her knowing he’s watching, he’s gonna single her out for something stupid. She just knows it. She feels it in her gut. Don’t look at him. Don’t look at him. Don’t look at him. Don’t look at him. If I don’t pay attention to him, he’ll leave her alone. Hopefully.

‘He’s not a T-Rex, girl. You don’t disappear from his sight as soon as you freeze.’ Lucette didn’t need to see her to know she’s rolling her eyes.

“As long as I blend in, there’s nothing to worry about.”

‘Unless the shadow tells him.’

Lucette froze, realization hitting her square on the head. Fucking hell, she didn’t think of that! He probably did!

“Well, he hasn’t said anything yet nor done anything yet, so maybe he’s willing to let it slide this once?”

‘We both know you don’t believe that for a second.’ She’s right, Lucette doesn’t buy that excuse. He’s probably waiting for the proper moment to strike and humiliate her. Probably to teach her a lesson or whatever.

“Well now, Lucette, how are you adjusting to life here so far?”

Bi-Han glances over his shoulder. His lower lip twitches, a smirk almost, almost emerging: Saibot echoed the sentiment in the back of his head, smug attitude dripping from his presence (hard to describe, their bond is finicky and literally would take hours for him to properly explain it, makes his head hurt just even entertaining the thought).

Jokes aside, though, there was some potential within her, one that could possibly make her a very valuable recruit to the Lin Kuei cause if she ever fails to figure out a way to get back to wherever she had came from. There was certainly something that lingered, like an itch that he could not quite really scratch, about her that seemed so familiar -

Hanzo Hasashi. He stiffens at the thought, half glaring at the shadow through their link. She carries fire like Hasashi did, though without it being hellfire, but fire nonetheless. So that was why he’d sensed something so similar from her aura -

‘It took you that damn long to figure it out?’ Saibot might as well facepalmed. Bi-Han sighed out loud: there were times for Saibot’s antics - ‘I sensed it coming off of her when we first met. Though… Granted, I did not expect for her to be staying with us for so long and for you to consider potentially adding her to the ranks of the Lin Kuei.’ Tell her that he knew? No, if she didn’t mention it, then there was a reason for it.

His mind focuses upon the rank and file of his recruits, though only with one eye. This is about to get interesting.

Idmaer: *Gently taps table* Leofred: *Taps back* Teodora: What are they doing? Aiyla: Morse code. Idmaer: *Aggressively taps table* Leofred: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-