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@argentumvolvi
🐝 * ― 𝑯𝑶𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑳𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
❛ how could you do that? i thought we were friends! ❜ ❛ the world would be a better place without you in it. ❜ ❛ don't even think about trying to beg for forgiveness. ❜ ❛ do you have any idea how much harm you've caused? ❜ ❛ i don't ever want to see your face again! ❜ ❛ i promise you i'm going to make your life a living hell. ❜ ❛ the others may be able to ignore the past, but i surely won't. ❜ ❛ if you ever hurt them, i swear, i won't hesitate to punch you. ❜ ❛ don't even try and act friendly with me. ❜ ❛ that's not a threat. it's a promise. ❜ ❛ i'm not the same helpless little girl i used to be. now i can finally defend myself against you. ❜ ❛ you lay one hand on me and it'll be the last thing you ever do. ❜ ❛ it's about time you finally get what's been coming to you for years. ❜ ❛ actually, you're not as bad as people say. you are so much worse. ❜ ❛ tell me one good reason why i should believe anything you say. ❜ ❛ oh look, it's the useless one again. ❜ ❛ i'm glad to see you're not letting your education get in the way of your ignorance. ❜ ❛ how anyone can stand being in the same room as you is beyond me. ❜ ❛ that's a low blow. even for you. ❜ ❛ unless you want to end up with my fist in your face, i'd rather shut my mouth. ❜ ❛ i wish i could be there when you finally get what's coming to you. ❜ ❛ i wish you'd never been born! ❜ ❛ fuck you! this is all your fault! ❜ ❛ have you lost your mind?! ❜ ❛ you betrayed us and still you think you can think you can just waltz back in here like nothing ever happened? ❜ ❛ no! i've had enough with you. go to hell! ❜ ❛ i want you to go and never come back. and if you do, i promise you'll regret it. ❜ ❛ do you have another clever idea to get us killed? ❜ ❛ name one good reason why i shouldn't hurt you right now. ❜ ❛ next time we see each other i won't be so nice. ❜ ❛ is this supposed to scare me? ❜ ❛ i can't believe i ever trusted you ... ❜ ❛ you should have killed me when you had the chance. ❜ ❛ come any closer and you'll regret it. ❜ ❛ you may win this time ... but i will get my revenge sooner or later. ❜ ❛ are you threatening me? ❜ ❛ and you can go to hell for all i care. ❜ ❛ lay one hand on them and i'll make sure you won't ever be able to lay a hand on anyone ever again. ❜ ❛ i'm not your friend! i never was, i never will be. ❜ ❛ i'll make you regret the day you were born. ❜
"............."
"You know what...?" Urick had to pause for a second to gather his thoughts. Certainly, he had expected a lot of different answers but somehow this wasn't one of them - at least, he wasn't expecting the audacity... How dare he respond to his violence with anything other than unbridled fear? It was almost like he's seen this before.
"Just for that, I'm swinging my axe down on that gnome's head harder. I hope he enjoys his headache, the fool."
Who knows? Maybe it would give him some common sense to not say whatever the hell that was.
@argentumvolvi asked:
Something, or someone was trying to destroy the district of Shining Life - it was only by the time Urick had become aware of it that the growing fear he would be dead before even truly being able to reach the district that he had taken notice enough of the suspicious activity around the area to care. Usually there was little more than the subhumans to worry about with the occasional casualty, but now... They didn't seem to be the work of subhumans. They seemed to be targeted. People he knew - people getting closer to the keys. Both Generals had seemed just as agreeable to the request for added security in the case of a mishap, and Urick's leave from the Shrine was scheduled at the earliest convenience to leave an assure the safety of the seal - his own life. Urick seemed to be in a rare moment of visible anxiety as he opened the doors heading back from his address to the Generals, though almost immediately, the momentum was halted to all the stillness of a statue at the recognition of the one waiting for him beyond those doors. Of course he was there - right outside, waiting. Urick couldn't tell whether the sight of that man being like a stray dog that stayed at his heels or a snake that stared and waited just as deceptively upset him more. He once remembered being happy at the surprise of seeing him beyond those doors. "...Yaha." The name was spat out like a curse, Urick's now hardened gaze able only to lock onto the other for a moment before closing and turning away. "I don't have the time to waste on idle goodbyes. If you have something important to tell me, then you'd best spit it out and go." As usual, the tone was cold, yet the hostility brittle - if there was one thing that could serve as comfort to the elf, it was that Urick could never bring himself to delight in the brute behaviour he showed towards his friend. Still, or perhaps because of it, he refused to look his way through his words. A pause. A soft scoff of a laugh, and Urick's back turned. He knew there was only one thing Yaha had to say. "...No. Of course you don't. I meant it when I told you I didn't want to see you, and that isn't about to change, Yaha. So why not do us both a favour and go make someone else's day?" There was a certain bitter edge to his tone as he spoke those last words, a final, perhaps accidental glance cast his way for only a moment before the sound of quickened footsteps sounded through the great corridor, Urick making haste to get away himself with the final words spoken over his shoulder: "I don't know what you're doing back."
The elf's ever cordial smile did not leave his face, even as Urick's every word was like ice cold knives piercing his heart. A small reminder, at least, that he still had one. But as soon as he'd heard about the attacks on the District of Shining Life, he had to come. If not just to see Urick himself, than to offer support. The leutenant made his feelings on the matter of Yaha's company quite clear, however. He dipped his head slightly with a soft chuckle. "We both know the answer to that question, my dear friend. I came as soon as I'd heard. I am certain you will be fine on your own, but I am always here to offer my aid." Ah, but Urick was already leaving and Yaha had to quicken his own pace to catch up. "We should be defending each other, should we not?"
Look at me, he pleaded in his mind, instinctively reaching his hand out to try to touch Urick's shoulder.
Yaha bit his tongue and stopped himself from doing such a rash action. But as much as he wanted to tell him that he'd made that pact for him, it would only fall on deaf ears.
((From @booksofthelibrary cause no shoes baby))
❝ i quite like the way mud feels underfoot ❞
"Well... Nothing bad ever came from getting your feet a little dirty, I suppose."
It took only a few moments before the slight tug of a smile on his face had grown into a fully-formed grin, and Urick was unable to help but recall a number of fine things from the years before - how Nowe, having just been taken under Oror's care, had so eagerly done the same to the disdain of the Knights, how he himself had commonly played in the mud himself as a child at the orphanage - surprisingly, it was a comfort in the sense that his previous worries of an orphan wandering the streets of the City of Rust were proven null with the reminder that she was, in nearly every sense he had seen so far, just like him. A girl with no family or home from what he was aware, but still a girl. Absentmindedly, Urick flicked the last few stray drops of rain from his hair. It was only a sprinkle, now, but veil enough for the meantime. His head turned briefly upwards towards the gradually clearing sky, and then just as quickly down towards the girl he watched with some sense of curiosity that ran as deep as his nostalgia. ...He wasn't sure exactly why she seemed so intent on following him this far, Urick was. Then again, he very well might have enabled it with his own concern - he had thought that simply giving her room in an inn to stay for the night would be enough and he could have been on his way, but surprisingly, she had somehow managed to find her way back to him that very next day to thank him. It was a sweet gesture, he had recalled, though the question of how she managed to find him was a perpetual bother on his mind. Still, she had arrived that day, and then he had occasionally spotted her the next as well. He certainly didn't mind her presence, and in fact had even welcomed it on rainy days such as this, but the possibility of a spy being sent from the Knights - or even that Yaha - was one that had slowly begun to creep into his mind. That the girl merely seemed innocent enough wasn't justification on its own terms was something even Urick had struggled to accept. What could he do? He liked to think he was above harming a child, knew he was when it was merely fear and idle suspicion he was faced with, and as much as he didn't like the thought, the "Masked Man" of the City of Rust was certainly confident in his ability to take on a few Knights if they ever should be called in to take him down... ...But more than that, and he had grown unfortunately well-aware of it, his conscience simply wouldn't allow himself to keep going without some certainty that child was safe. He knew it well - he didn't want to run away and leave an innocent, this time a young girl, to the wolves again. For that, he decided to keep her company... At least, for however long she would have wanted. Still, he wanted to ask, not just in his own paranoia but genuine curiosity: Who was she? Where did she come from? Such a carefree demeanour didn't suggest a hard life without parents or family, but then again - he would know - most orphans were just that. Still, she didn't seem like anyone from anywhere he was familiar with, even during his time in the Knights. Urick wanted to ask, but knew it wouldn't be fair. Not without his own story to give in fair exchange; something he had no plans to tell at any other time. A hand ran through his hair - far more damp-feeling than he would have liked. Urick finally stood up and dusted himself off. What a boon to have found an inn willing to keep them from the rain for so little a cost that he would have just as well assumed to be welcome company. Unwelcome words and rumours on the street often stilted his luck in finding a place to stay in the few times he actually needed it (It had always been a risk compared to sleeping on the streets, he had come to find, though the existence of a young tag-along couldn't be helped), but as he had so recently learned, some of the resulting fear could actually come in useful for those too cowardly to say "No." "Hey, Daffodil," Urick called over his shoulder to get her attention. "I'll be heading inside now. Feel free to follow whenever you're ready."
"Remember, watch your steps when coming in. You never know who might be watching... Oh- And one more thing: Be sure not to catch yourself a cold out in this rain here, either. It isn't easy to care for someone when you're on the streets, and I would hate to have you running ill." The door closed behind him with an eerie creak, and Urick continued on.
🚀.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. RP SENTENCE STARTERS - Reign—Season I, Pt. I
✰ ❝ they say the halls are filled with ghosts ❞ ✰ ❝ let him talk like a king ❞ ✰ ❝ how do i control a queen? ❞ ✰ ❝ i can’t help that thinking even a king should have some kind of skill ❞ ✰ ❝ they don’t worry about you dying so much that they don’t let you live ❞ ✰ ❝ i quite like the way mud feels underfoot ❞ ✰ ❝ we’re the only ones who matter here ❞ ✰ ❝ what matters is what’s right for my country ❞ ✰ ❝ love is irrelevant to people like us ❞ ✰ ❝ we are so privileged in so many ways but in love ❞ ✰ ❝ anyone who’s close to you lives in constant danger ❞ ✰ ❝ you can’t even protect yourself! ❞ ✰ ❝ take care, my brave son, or you will bleed ❞ ✰ ❝ i don’t know who you are, but your warning saved me ❞
"Flattering girl. I get the feeling it could have gone more conveniently for her, but... Well, it's not like I have anything to complain about here."
"Urick! Have you seen Manah anywhere? I can't find her!"
"The princess? Haven't seen her." Urick flipped his blade back over his shoulder as he turned towards Nowe, his head nonchalantly glancing around him as if to survey his surroundings a final time... But to no hint of their missing companion. Urick turned back and tilted it as if to say, "I don't know", though he seemed to play it cool enough as if the woman's disappearance was no more than a slight inconvenience at the time. As soon as it was raised, Urick lowered the scythe from his shoulders, crossed his arms, and relaxed his back against a nearby wall of rock.
The sun seemed to be well on its way towards setting, casting an orange hue over the plains - He'd have to think about getting a fire lit soon if they wanted to stay warm, at least... Ignoring the issue of the Knights - But where could he grab firewood if there were hardly any trees? Perhaps an inn or a cave would have served them better for where they were now...
Urick instead just watched the sun with a content smile; enjoying the calmness of the evening and the summer nature around him enough to where it was as if he could have forgotten all about their fugitive lives.
"Nowe, listen to me," Urick went on leisurely, his head leaned back and as calm as ever. "It's decent courtesy to give a lady her time. If I know anything, it's this: That friend of yours can manage of her own; she'll come out when she wants to. If there had been any trouble, we'd have been sure to have heard it by now. Don't worry so much, just relax. Set her up a place for the night and she'll come back later and thank you for it."
He was sure she hadn't been gone for that long... Had she?
"Urick... You have come to break the Seal?" Angelus asked the masked man. "I only wish to be freed from this prison... and see the man who seeks me again..." -strongcrimsonwings
"... A pact-beast."
Urick's head tilted up towards the voice that echoed throughout his mind, otherwise still as he listened on - Prison? Seals? ...A man? Urick couldn't help but think back to that one-eyed man who attacked the seals three years prior. Could he have had something to do with this? It would have explained a bit to Urick, if anything - Why he was so quiet. Why he was so powerful.
... But why the seals? What could the seals possibly be keeping back? Besides...
"..."
Some shift of realisation seemed to strike Urick just then - The dots hadn't been completely connected (Nor did he care enough about connecting them in the first place), but if there was anything he could come to, it was that he may not have had much time to speak.
'... Listen. There's no way for me to tell for sure who you are, but you aren't wrong that I've played my own fair share in Seal smashing,' Urick spoke back through his pact, '...But it won't be me who breaks you out. If I had to place my bets on anyone, it would be on the one called Nowe. Nowe, and Manah, the lady-friend he's travelling with. The Hierarch's prophesised that he'll do great things one day, you know. That's all I can say on that, anyways.'
Urick paused. And though the thought briefly had crossed his mind of relaying the message to his fellow companions, he decided against it - Some part of him said it truly would be better if it just stayed a memory within him.
But for her sake - No matter what it was - Urick promised to himself that he wouldn't soon forget their exchange.
- @argentumvolvi
“Oh my~ has Urick finally decided to return to me?”
"Oh, enough, Yaha." The scowl that found itself placed across Urick's face was immediate; the cut of the gaze directed towards his once-fellow elf not quite sharp enough to denote a glare, but close. "You can stop it with your wishful thinking. The day I come back to you is the day that all we humans here grow wings. Are you really still that set on me that you would follow me even here? ... How sickening. Come on now."