Charlotte was annoyed. If they were trying to stop Legion and save
a Saint, why weren't they moving with a little more urgency? She
could've been to whatever supposed kingdom was ahead (she hadn't
actually looked yet), turned around and come back to the group by
the time they'd gotten this far. Instead, Iteral and Kendo were
arguing, the Angel was just vibing at whatever speed she felt like,
and... well, she didn't have any complaints about the person
trailing at the end of the group. He looked just as bored as she
was.
Caspian and Henry had gone from Caspian’s room and to a public area
dressed nicely and sat down on a chair that was next to a
microphone. He and Henry waited there for a while as people of the
kingdom started gathering at the area that changed weekly so
everyone had access. Today it was by Rainforest Bay. In a couple
minutes, he would be taking petitions and answering questions that
his kingdom had.
The mood of the entire group was souring... and it just went more
on Iteral's nerves. She still flies near Kendo though, staring in
front and looking a bit... lifeless. "Yeah. Let's descend...
slowly, I guess?"
----
Lean Iteral was done with her appointment in record time, going to
Rainforest Bay as well. She didn't take much time to absorb the
beautiful surroundings, instead making her way to Henry and
Caspian. Deciding to toy a bit, she puts her hands over Caspian's
eyes. "Tick-tock, time's up, guess who has appeared to interrupt."
She giggled, then opening her hands again to reveal herself to him.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
Caspian giggled a bit whenever Lean Iteral opened her hands and
revealed herself. “Hi Iteral.” he said. “Don’t you have an
appointment to do right now?” he asked her. Unless Iteral rushed
through in record time, she probably wouldn’t have gotten done with
it in time to make it here. Henry however was not surprised that
Iteral had found time to do her appointment and be able to come to
the public weekly meeting between the king and the public.
Lean Iteral just couldn't help but laugh a bit. "The best thing
about making plans is that you can customize your own. I put in a
bit of extra work and... here I am! With enough time to spare." She
makes jazz hands and chuckles, fixing Caspian's clothing a little.
"Can't miss my lord having his weekly spotlight, now can I?" She
smiles at him, then standing up again. "How are you feeling?"
---
Chiara nods and pats their head. "Hey, don't mention it. It's my
duty to make sure everyone's well and healthy. Else I would not
have this." She pulls out a little religious symbol of the Saint
Deity. "My prized possession."
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
Iteral gave it a thought again, trying to think as much as she
could about a calming atmosphere... switching from a normal ocean
to imagining a sunny meadow with bunnies hopping around and
making... whatever noises bunnies made (she heard them but doesn't
know what the sound is called). "Hmmm, something... something..."
She mutters, trying to think of something calmer.
-----
Chiara looked at it, at first a little perplexed but... well, a
nail is not too far off from having a small symbol either. So she
just asks ahead. "Who is that nail from?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
Selaphiel lowered herself to the ground, walking to the gate of the
city that encircled the castle. "This is Wildana. I've only been
here once, on an undercover job."
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Iteral shakes her head. "I haven't been here before. At least I
don't remember anything about this place." She looks over at Kendo
and Sela. "... so, what are we doing here now?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"That's great." She could not be bothered to care at all. "You guys
should find a place to stay, I'll go around and collect Intel on
the king of this place and Legion."
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼 **•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light
I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚* ⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
"Man, that revolution DID NOT work. I remember being locked up and
tortured here. And then they threw me in some dark corner and left
me there, tied up and gagged, for a couple years."
Tom stumbled around drunkenly, trying to find a place to take a
quick nap. He saw the exact people that he had been hiding from
earlier, but he was too drunk to care at this point. He spotted a
large shotgun lying on the ground, so he did what his instincts
told him to do: He picked the gun up, loaded it with nearby
bullets, and walked over to the group.
"Hey, Smeg Heads, whaddya think you're doin'?" he grumbled. "This
may not technically be my land, but I'm drunk, so that's my excuse
to shoot any of you at any given moment."
"Kendo, can it be..." She didn't finish the sentence. Well, she did
not verbally but thought it. Could it be that you have a trauma
from this place? Like with the church before? She waved away
Sela, a simple "uhhuh" for her.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.