Filled with Anger

Benji Hannai. DracoMancer. Ground Magic.

[thestoriesofyoa]

Buddy, bro, buddy || Benji & Yoa

[thestoriesofyoa]

‘Just one!’ Yoa exclaimed, more out of relief than surprise. She was glad he hadn’t had a hard day, fighting only one Knight. She wondered if he had won. ‘Did you kill the Knight?’ she asked. She hated seeing lives lost, killing other soldiers had taken a while to get used to. When it happened a life was wasted, but out here it was kill or be killed, and she had rather they killed people, than the other way around. 

‘Or maybe they’re around, but staying back and spying on us? At least you killed one of them, so they know who they’re dealing with!’ She said, inviting his arm around her. It was good being so close to him, knowing he was real, knowing he was there. There was no one else she wanted to spend that cold time after a battle with. They were headed for the campfire, but when there were just a few tent strings between them and their spot, Benji moved his arm and guided her in a different direction. She giggled at him. 

‘A detour, well sir, I must deny, my caretaker will be very worried if I stay away for too long, but you are most charming, and I dare not to say no,’ she said dramatically as she allowed Benji to take her along. 

[benjihannai]

“My lady fairest, how pure your heart must be to trust me so - see? I can do that, too, your stories did have some impact! Morale bounces off me, but at least I can play-treat you like a proper madame.”, Benji played around, bowing for her, dramatically twirling his hand thewhile.

“Yeah, in the end I managed to trap her leg, but I had to dig deep to find something that was solid enough for me not to want to throw a tantrum.”, Benji admitted and sneered. “Of course, I’ll tell the official story as becoming master of the mud. Gotta teach Torque I’m right on his feet!”, he added and grinned his cheeky smile at Yoa again.

It had really gotten dark, and the irony smell of blood hinted at where they still were, no matter how much Benji distracted himself with his best friend. It was so weird, how vast and endless the night sky seemed to shine, out here in the fields, as if it was all a romantic getaway or a self-finding journey. Benji’s eyebrows furrowed and he looked back to the ground in disgust and anger, but Yoa’s warmth on his side reminded him to relax again.

“Or you could make up another epic tale, your camp fire ones always seem to be the best.”, he caught himself again, grinning.

[benjihannai]

Tomb and Fire || Benji & Yoa

“Yoa Woard and Benji Hannai are send deep within the enemy lines to investigate its numbers and strength. They must ensure their own getaway.”

That was the message on the piece of paper delivered to Benji. Lena had given it to him, after she had probably received it, and the missions their other group mates were supposed to fulfil in one bunch via raven. Missions from the Demonlord, or at least, so were they told. The feeling of duty was more prevalent when one thought it was the Demonlord himself who wrote them, though Benji was pretty sure it was actually one of his assistants, or anyone else, really.

Benji hated getting missions - going into battle and putting their lives on the line pretty much ever fucking day was already enough, without specific things they had to do, sometimes even on top of it. Yet at least - at least he was doing this together with Yoa. They had probably learned he didn’t do well with others by now, all these failed missions later.

He was circling his shoulders stepping out of his tent, where Yoa was already waiting for him. She wore a similar leather armor as him, only that hers was probably fire-proved, at least Benji had never seen it burn. His own leather creaked when he stretched his arms, but he smiled, walked over to Yoa and laid his arm over her shoulder like he liked to do, if only to pull her close to him in a kind of side hug he secretly wished was full on. But fuck no - not with all those people around them. Nobody deserved to see how gently he treated Yoa.

“Alright. Time to not get ourselves killed another day.”, Benji said grinning at his friend and loosening up a little by casually jumping up and down, “Just gotta kill those Knights before they do!”

Some people warmed up properly before battle, did some exercise, got some magic flowing into their hands or other specific parts of their body. For Benji, and Yoa running after him, sprinting through and jumping over the various tent ropes had to be enough. Full-steam ahead, always. Out of the corner of his eyes, Benji thought he had seen Juvion, but whether or not it actually was him, with a step that was just a little rougher on the ground than his others, not losing speed, that person fell on Benji’s sweet, sweet, beloved ground.

They slowed down when the last defense rows of Cold North soldiers came into sight, and went over into a jog - the Fields were vast, and Yoa and Benji  would run along the flanks, so they might have to go steady for quite a while before they would find something they could spy and take notes from.

Looking over at the battle happening a good hundred meters or more away from them, it seemed... unreal almost. Yesterday he was right inmidst the fussy chaos, tomorrow he would be again. In there, just like the Mancers one could guess their locations of - whenever a huge fireball burst into the sky, or a particular large crowd seemed to scream their last words at once. Benji turned his head away, although he wasn’t quite too sure why.

Maybe it was to look at Yoa, whom his eyes fell on when he changed his view. Whom his eyes fell on all the time, if he was honest. Out of a crowd of a hundred people, Benji was sure he’d find her immediately. Even in midst of a mission, prepared for battle always, Yoa looked stunning, her silky hair, her calm demeanor. He loved her. It was times he wasn’t quite sure in which way, there were other times when he knew exactly how.

Screaming and the screeches of metal on metal got louder - they were now on line with the heart of the battle. Where blood soaked the ground, where everyone died who stayed there for longer than they needed to.

“Just look at those bastards.”, Benji said and slowed down again, eyes darting over the chaos that as Knights and Mancers clashing together, “Enemy line starts from here on, right? Maybe we should, not sure, start counting? You’re the brain, got a plan, Yoa?”

[thestoriesofyoa]

Buddy, bro, buddy || Benji & Yoa

[thestoriesofyoa]

She checked him up and down when she let go of hugging him, a motion that - she had to admit - made her very sad. If she could, she would walk in embrace back to their little encampment between all the other camps. Benji seemed allright, she noticed how his clothes were a bit wet, and his hair and face looked like he had been playing in the mud. Yoa was sure she would hear tale of his expeditions soon enough, and swayed him back to the campfire, wanting him to get dry. 

‘Puppy,’ she said, agreeing with a smile. His reassurance made her calm down, she knew she worried for nothing, he was strong, and the chaos around him swept past him as well. He was the center of it. 

‘Well, not really. I strangely enough had no run-ins with any Knights, I think luck was on my side today,’ she said, without her smile wavering. Sure, there was nothing great about killing ordinary soldiers, but it did leave her with few injuries other than bruises. ‘You had run-ins, didn’t you?’ she asked.

[benjihannai]

“Only one in the end.”, Benji said, laying his arm over Yoa’s shoulder - which was just the right height for it - pushing her closer as they walked back to the camp fire their group was gathering around probably. If it was his will and doing, they’d find their own little nook to warm up at, but he knew that as much as he, of course, hated all of them, some of them were actually Yoa’s friends. And with Yoa’s way too big heart, she probably liked pretty much all of them.

“Is that a little weird, them hiding off like that, or are we just in a worse pot in battle than usual?”, the ground magician asked her, half just plainly interested, half - was it worry? Nah. Benji wasn’t worried, that was bullshit, and no, that was no bad gut-feeling either. He was so close to reaching Phase One, there was nothing that could stop him, no one that could match him. So why spend the rest of the day with stupid thoughts like that? Especially now, with Yoa in his arm, just them casually strolling around.

He grinned at her quickly, moved his arm from around her shoulders to her waist, and just when they only had to walk over one more tent-string to get to the camp fire, he made a 90° turn to their left, swinging Yoa by her waist with him. “Let’s take a detour. A tiny one? Just for a little more time I can actually enjoy. You still have to tell me what you want to do after we’ve magically survived this hellhole of a war. I’m find with anything, as long as you don’t want to move to the South.”

[thestoriesofyoa]

Buddy, bro, buddy || Benji & Yoa

Yoa had been on edge since she returned to camp, a common feeling in battle if ever Benji came back later than she did. She always feared that something might have happened to him, even if she knew the chance was little. Stumbling around their Group’s campfire, she had a senses on sharp. if someone closed in on the fire, she would notice it. And a total of four times did she sprint between the tents to hope she would find her best friend, three times she was disappointed, the last engulfed her heart with joy. 

Benji seemed fine from afar, and as always rather amazing with his armor, and stunning with that look of rage. She ran at him, skipping through the tents, and jumped to hug in when she faced him. ‘Benji!’ she said, her voice quiet so only he could hear. ‘You’re okay,’ she added, with a smile gracing her lips. 

[benjihannai]

“Ugh, stupid fucking Knights. Stupid weird-ass dirt. I hate water magicians.”, Benji quietly cussed out making his way back to camp. Everything could have been nice and easy, Knights slipping on Benji twisting and turning the ground underneath their feet, but no - of course Benji had to face off with this one relentless water magician who just made the ground all wet and weird, Benji hated it. It was so much harder to move and control.

When the ground trembled coming from the campfire, the halfling’s eyes shot up in a glare - that cleared up like the sun shining through clouds on a gloomy day when he saw Yoa’s shiny hair sway as she ran towards him. He caught her as she jumped into a hug, laughing like only she was able to make him, and squeezed her back tightly.

“Ah, just like a puppy.”, Benji joked and put his hands on her shoulders. “Psh, yeah, I’m alright. The day one of these Knight-fuckers kills me has yet to come.”, he said, but while this sentence would have been filled with disgust and boasting said to any other person, with Yoa, it was a mere reassurance. He looked up and down on her with squinted eyes, but much to his pleasure, his only friend looked just as lovely as she ever did, all limbs attached.

“So, anyone harmed a hair on you and made it on my ‘kill first’ list for tomorrow?”

[benjihannai]

[benjihannai]

WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU WOULD LIKE TO DO WITH YOUR MAGIC BUT CAN'T?

Reach fuck-damned Phase One.

Only a matter of time. Only a fucking matter of fucking time.

[benjihannai]

IF YOU COULD BUILD A LITTLE FLOATING ISLAND WHO WOULD YOU LET ON IT

Um, first of all, STOP FUCKING SHOUTING AT ME. I’m not deaf, are you stupid or something? Behave like a normal person, for fuck’s sake.

And second of all, why would I POSSIBLY let anyone but Yoa on a place I could find some fucking peace at without being bothered, annoyed and provoked all the time?

[benjihannai]

[benjihannai]

Tents on the Ground | Lehain & Benji

[benjihannai]

lehain-feadanrp:

Even with his words, Lehain couldn’t stop herself from grinning, though she did try to hide it as much as she could. At least, they weren’t arguing. That would have been an unwanted distraction from her future goal. Her eyes faded to the sky, checking the time, before giving a shrug and sigh. 

Alright, to both topics. I’ve got some time to spare so I can help out. I’ll take this one. 

She moved towards the tent and got to work. It was only a few brief seconds before she distractedly continued. 

If you feel like answering, what caused you to cause this property damage.

Maybe it was because she hadn’t seen Torque in quite a while, whom Benji had heard that he had only recently come back - or any of the other super annoying people that were on Benji’s List of Most Irritating Mancers (tm). Maybe she had just a nice day, after all, him talking to her like this, he must be having a great day as well. That, and Yoa’s therapy, if he could call it that, felt a little too impersonal.

He grunted as a hint of appreciation for Lehain to help him and let his feet and hands slide over the ground to do the floor repairs first. The thought of whomever slept in this tent sinking in at night was entertaining, still, but he was already doing good, so he might just make an effort to not screw up again.

Lena bothered to freak out at me. ‘Straying too far from the group’, blabla, ‘get a fucking grip, Benji’ all that stuff. She says it every fucking single day. I’m not going to change what’s working for me just because she says so.

[benjihannai]

Moodboard: “He’s filled with hatred.”

[benjihannai]

Tents on the Ground | Lehain & Benji

[benjihannai]

lehain-feadanrp:

If she knew what his reaction would have looked like she would have actively sought it out before. Her lips turned into a slight smile of amusement. He seemed utterly perplexed and it was a welcome outcome of the conversation.

I’m fully aware you did it. I just really don’t care since it’s not my problem in the long run. As for reverse psychology it was unintentional, but no less slightly amusing to see that expression.

This was just so off. It was like she really didn’t care what he did, which was kind of taking the wind out of his sails straight to rage, and yet also kind of bugged him. Although everything bugged Benji. Things that did not bug Benji were by default the things he loved - like the poles of a magnet.

I’m not here for your amusement. I was just... confused for a second, alright?

Benji pouted, but the longer they stood there, him cooling off, the more he felt actually guilty again. Life was exhausting.

Hey, um... can you maybe help me get these up again?

[pepperedits-archive]

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[benjihannai]

Tents on the Ground | Lehain & Benji

[lehain-feadanrp]

Lehain didn’t have much of an opinion on Benji. He was a ground magician and one she believed was meant for great things. Yet passed that she really didn’t spend her time thinking about him or his group. Torque had plenty of things to say about him but there was only so much she truthfully listened to. 

I honestly don’t care who did it or didn’t. Simply that I’m surprised to see such a mess before a battle. I’m going to give you benefit of the doubt on this one, mainly because I get to leave this area and not have to worry about it. 

[benjihannai]

Taking in a sharp breath to continue defending his noble cause of blaming others, Benji took a second with his finger in plain air and his mouth already open until he eyebrows arched and he looked at Lehain as if she had just said that her favourite food was dog hair. Benefit of the doubt? She was giving HIM the benefit of the doubt? This was... weird.

Okay, but... you know that I did this, right? I mean it’s kind of obvious isn’t it? There’s the trace from when I tore them dow- are you using some sort of reverse psychology on me?

[benjihannai]

War and Voyeurism || Benji & Alrena

[alrena-salton-blog]

Alrena rolled her eyes at his dramatics. “What exactly do you take me for, really?”

The distrust in Benji’s eyes always managed to bother her and even after all this time she’s been in the same group as him it hasn’t relented. Still, she always tried to socialize with him even if he was wary of her. 

“One of my preferred styles of fighting includes ripping majority of my opponents to shreds … literally. Clearly, it’s quite the messy way to fight.” 

Reaching for the bucket that her teammate was previously using, she filled it to the brim with water and then tossed it over her head, the icy water not bothering her in the slightest. The cold was her long-time friend, after all. 

“Shouldn’t you remove your top, at least, while doing that?” Sheridan, her favored spirit, asked from above her as he watched her. Glancing up briefly, she ignored his comment as she refilled the bucket, earning her a shake of the head from her otherworldly friend.

[benjihannai]

Holding his hands over his nipples, Benji gave her a humble-sarcastic smile.

I take thee to be Alrena Salton, White Magician, fellow halfling, pretty creepy and apparently a little bit to interested in my pretty pink nipples.

Benji pulled a grimace, but more for the sake of it and because she described it as really disgusting - even though the man had seen just the same fighting along side her in battles and fights. Weirdly, Benji felt glad for his ‘clean’ magic, although at the same time he almost nostalgically remembered what a great feeling it was to punch someone so hard straight in the face that their blood stuck to his knuckles. Ah, yes. One day he’d punch everyone in the face. Shaken out of his staring into blank air, Benji jerked to the side, then slapped Alrena with his cloth.

Yo, at least wait for me to step aside, I was just drying myself! I don’t want your blood water on me!

[benjihannai]

Tents on the Ground | Lehain & Benji

[lehain-feadanrp]

Lehain really didn’t care at all about tents. It wasn’t even near the part of camp where she had spent the night and she wasn’t sticking around for another night. Still, she couldn’t resist commenting and she’d be lying if she wasn’t even a little more aggressive than normal. Which really wasn’t the best considering she knew enough about Benji to know that he was volatile. An eyebrow rose up. 

How creative, Benji. I’m not here under Torque this time, so really that won’t work. What exactly happened here? I’m assuming not a drunken stumble back to your tent. 

[benjihannai]

Benji shuddered. It was one thing when he said the words like that, but hearing others use the exact same passive-aggressiveness got him way to riled up again. Fuck, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, whenever he’ll finally, finally get Phase One down, they’d had to show him some respect. Everyone was constantly at his back, constantly blaming him for everything. Never did he get a damn break.

I wasn’t drunk, I don’t drink and whomever put that tent up gave a shit about anyone else! That was a full blown safety hazard! You can’t just screw around and put of fucking booby traps like that, so can you please stop blaming ME and start blaming whomever ASS that was? Thank you. We can wait here and confront them and then you’ll see that my reaction was absolutely okay and only a little bit much, if anything!

[benjihannai]

Tents on the Ground | Lehain & Benji

[lehain-feadanrp]

Walking through camp, Lehain remembered how much she hated sitting around and waiting. However, she was held up waiting for the final piece of her team before setting out to the treeline. After a meeting with some aggravating Mancers, she was already a little on edge. The walk was simple and no one bothered her. She halted at seeing the mess of ground and tent, standing in the middle of it with a sigh. Lehain was grateful she didn’t have to be the one to deal with the mess, but she really had no idea what could have caused it. Until…

This was you, then? Throw a bit of a hissy fit? 

[benjihannai]

For about two seconds, Benji just looked at the Mancer. He could feel the tingle in his neck already, his body pumping magic through him. If Benji hadn’t known that Yoa was still very much listening in the tent right behind him, the whole talk would have been for naught as he would flip again. But Yoa said he had to keep himself in check, so for her, he’d do it.

It was no hissy fit - I almost hurt myself. Nobody cares about three stupid tents, but they would very much care about a hurt Mancers, would they not?! Go back to Torque, Lehain.

[benjihannai]

War and Voyeurism || Benji & Alrena

[alrena-salton-blog]

“Oh, don’t mind me,” Alrena responded unabashedly, not even attempting to hide the fact that she had been eyeing him. “Continue on with your rant and bath. I’m just waiting on my turn.” Pulling her long raven strands over her right shoulder, she endeavored to wipe it clean of blood. Luckily, with her hair being as dark as night, the blood wasn’t all too noticeable though she was still aware of the fact that whenever she fought, blood always got on her hair. Perhaps she should change tactics.

[benjihannai]

Don’t MIND you? I would prefer to keep my innocence, please. Of course I fucking mind!

Eying his team mate with the same distrust he harbored for every single person on this world but one, Benji turned his back to her and poured two more fillings over him hastily. Lazily throwing a piece of cloth over his head, he turned around to look at Alrena again. The nice part of being a ground magician was that he didn’t have to get his hands dirty - at least not with blood. That was disgusting.

Did you hug a dead person or what happened to you?