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Post by Black Knight Durante on Dec 27, 2012 4:38:40 GMT
Durante then nods as her mood appears to have changed.
"All right, if you say so."
His attention then turns to Sophitia as her footsteps echo throughout the house and she approaches to him.
"Great, thank you again Sophitia. It would be good to feel clean again."
Despite that she said five minutes, he starts heading upstairs towards the bathroom anyways, as he's really eager to bathe. He'll probably just wait out the five minutes staring at the tub. As he climbs the stairs and Sophitia asks for the identity of the dish washing culprit, he tattles on his druid friend.
"Berach did it."
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Post by Admin Knight Durante on Dec 27, 2012 20:25:20 GMT
"Berach did it."
Sophitia looked at Berach, smiling. 'Thank you,' she said, 'it was very considerate. But please, rest now. You are a guest, after all!'
As Durante headed up stairs, she quickly turned back to him. 'There is clothing upstairs in your room - choose whatever you wish, there's quite a variety.'
Nodding at the man, she let him get on and went back into the kitchen, coming out with a small selection of Greek cakes and pastries. 'Dessert!' she said.[avatar]http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_memprpRYlj1rab50go1_250.png[/avatar]
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Post by Black Knight Durante on Dec 29, 2012 3:45:37 GMT
When Durante arrived in the bathroom and locked the door behind him, he thought of a better idea to spend the five minutes. Stripping.
As he bends down and unbuckles every strap on his armor, it starts falling off of him, clanging on the floor. He starts with the steel plates on his arms, and then back down to his feet. He then starts unbuckling bottom up: legs, waist, torso, and finally helmet. Each piece of armor randomly scattered on the bathroom floor. He then pushes them into a neat pile on the corner of the bathroom. On top of that pile, he threw his gambeson, pants, and underwear on it.
He then checked his wound he got from fighting that demon in Japan. He firmly pressed over it with his hand and didn't feel anything. Thankfully it seems to have healed, so he just took off the bandage.
He walked over to the bathtub and dipped his naked body into the water. As he sits down, he starts to relax and rests his back into the wall of the tub. Damn it feels nice.
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Post by Berach Liathain on Dec 29, 2012 19:17:34 GMT
Berach smiled and bowed his head at Sophitia's gratitude. "It was nothing, ma'am."
He took a pastry gratefully and started munching on it. Mmmm. Delicious. He kept his mind in check and kept it from going on another rambling spree about the tastes, instead looking upstairs at the sounds of Patroklos' playing. "Energetic fellow, isn't he? Almost as if nothing had happened at all. It's really amazing how courageous young boys can be."
He pauses as he takes another bite. "Would it be all right if I went up and spent a little time with him, before bed? A brave hero always needs a villain to fight."
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Post by Admin Knight Durante on Dec 30, 2012 19:36:50 GMT
"Energetic fellow, isn't he? Almost as if nothing had happened at all. It's really amazing how courageous young boys can be."
Sophitia nodded. 'He cheered me up when I was at my lowest. He wanted to help bring his sister back, too, but of course, he is too young.'
She looked at Elysium. 'I often wonder what sort of warrior he will make when he grows up.'
"Would it be all right if I went up and spent a little time with him, before bed? A brave hero always needs a villain to fight."
'Absolutely!' Sophitia replied, 'by all means, go ahead. He'll be thrilled.'[avatar]http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_memprpRYlj1rab50go1_250.png[/avatar]
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Post by blueharbinger on Jan 1, 2013 21:50:45 GMT
Patrokalos took another swing at the air and paused, his large green eyes half lidded as the wooden weapon was slowly lowered to his side.
"I wish...I wish I could help mommy find her..." the little Grecian boy whispered, lowering his head and eyes slightly to the wooden floor of his small bedroom.
A small sigh escaped his lips as he began to do something he'd witnessed his mother do countless times. Patrokalos went to one knee, the tip of his wooden gladius pressed to the floor as he held it out in front of him, and closed his eyes.
"Gods, please protect mommy and daddy, and everyone who are trying to help find my sister...Don't let the blackness take them away..."
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Post by Berach Liathain on Jan 1, 2013 23:55:37 GMT
Berach nods and finished up his pastry. "Thank you, then. And thank you for the hospitality, ma'am." He'd have to repay her somehow. Plenty of options, but he'd have to consider them later.
At the moment, he would leave Durante to bathe and Elysium to...well, brood more, probably. Lord knows she probably still had plenty to go through. He turned and went up the stairs, guiding himself by the sounds of the young boy playing in his room. Ah. To be young again. He knocked quietly on Patroklos' door, hoping not to disturb him if he was really into something.
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Post by blueharbinger on Jan 2, 2013 7:10:15 GMT
The young Grecian's eyes snapped open as someone gently knocked at the door to his room. Patrokalos quickly scrambled to his feet and walked to the door, pausing in front of it.
"What if its mommy coming to make me go to bed? I-I'm not tired!"the boy thought to himself as his eyes darted around his room for a suitable hiding place.
An impish grin split the young boy's face as his green eyes rested on, really, the only spot he could hide in.
"She won't find me this time..." Patrokalos giggled to himself before crawling beneath his bed and began to stifle his innocent laughter.
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Post by Admin Knight Durante on Jan 3, 2013 20:59:51 GMT
Elysium looked at Sophitia while she was clearing the table, and once she was finished she stood up gracefully.
'I thank you for your hospitality, Holy Warrior,' she said.
Sophitia shook her head, waving away the comment. 'It's nothing, I assure you,' she replied.
'I... am beginning to grow rather tired...' the Spirit Sword said hesitantly.
'Oh, yes! I've prepared your room - this way.'
Within minutes the two of them were upstairs. They passed Berach, who was waiting outside Patroklos' door, and Sophitia gave him a nod of respect as they went past. She opened a door near the end of the hall to reveal a spacious bedroom.
'It's lovely, thank you.'
'Not a problem. If you need anything I will be downstairs.'
Elysium nodded her thanks as Sophitia shut the door. Turning to the large bed, she walked towards it, her elegant armour melting away into a silk nightdress. Slipping under the covers, she closed her eyes, wondering vaguely what tomorrow would bring.[avatar]http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_memptpKNCn1rab50go1_250.jpg[/avatar]
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Post by blueharbinger on Jan 5, 2013 21:33:00 GMT
A few minutes had passed before Patrokalos began to realize that he may have been mistaken. If it had been his mother at the door, would she not have just come in after knocking? So, who was it then, at his door?
The young Grecian crawled out from under his bed, scampered to his feet, and tiptoed cautiously to the his bedroom door.
"I wonder...who it could be...?" Patrokalos muttered to himself as his hand hesitated at the door handle.
"I hope...its not the scary lady." said the boy, swallowing heavily before slowly opening his door somewhat, peeking at the large figure which stared down at him.
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Post by Berach Liathain on Jan 7, 2013 18:16:22 GMT
Berach nodded back at Sophitia before hearing the door slowly creak--he peered down at the boy through the crack. Wow, Patroklos was young. No child should have to deal with family drama like this; a child should be free, playing without worries, learning skills needed to cement his future. He quietly squatted down, elbows resting on his knees to be at a similar height, smiling through the doorway at him. He looked through with his good eye, eying him up and down. Curly blonde hair. Lean build. Already showing the signs of becoming a warrior--playing with the sword and shield so often was working his arms.
"Boo." He said simply.
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Post by blueharbinger on Jan 9, 2013 4:28:56 GMT
"Boo."
The young Grecian boy gasped and dove back under his bed.
"W-why would the giant man do something like that?" Patrokalos thought to himself, his little heart pounding against his chest at an accelerated pace.
"B-but...I want to be strong, like mommy...I-I shouldn't hide,,," Patrokalos spoke out loud, daring a peek out from under his bed.
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Post by Berach Liathain on Jan 9, 2013 19:24:00 GMT
Berach opened the door and stepped inside, quietly closing it behind him. Heh. Poor boy was hiding. It wasn't surprising--he was a fearsome man to behold. There's a reason he was probably going to be the villain, after all.
Berach picked up the wooden sword and went over to the bed, crouching down again and looking at him underneath. He held the sword out to him, hilt-first, speaking gently. "Come. The gods have given you an important mission, worthy of a great warrior. Dare you face the dangerous Man-Beast of the Forest, neither beast nor man but somewhere in between?"
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Post by Black Knight Durante on Jan 11, 2013 4:50:23 GMT
After he cleansed his body with the soap provided to him, he finally gets out of the tub. He then grabs the nearest towel so that he can dry off his dripping wet body. He rubs the towel all over himself and then wraps it around his waist. He then grabs another towel to dry his face his hair. However, his hair was still partially wet given it's nature, so he wraps his entire head around with the towel for his hair to dry, save some space so he can still see through it. He then grabs his armor and heads out the bathroom door. He then looks side to side, appearing to be a bit lost.
"...I have no idea which room I'm going to be sleeping in."
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Post by blueharbinger on Jan 14, 2013 1:31:30 GMT
Patrokalos timidly reached for his toy sword as the giant man held it firmly out to him.
"I won't be afraid...I won't be afraid..." the young Grecian repeated to himself like a sutra until his tiny fingers wrapped around the handle to his blade of truthiness.
Looking up at the fierce warrior, Patrokalos mustered his courage to speak to the man.
"A-a man beast...o-of the...forest?"
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