A Man Displaced In Time

“The true secret in being a hero lies in knowing the order of things. The swineherd cannot already be wed to the princess when he embarks on his adventures, nor can the boy knock on the witch's door when she is already away on vacation. The wicked uncle cannot be found out and foiled before he does something wicked. Things must happen when it is time for them to happen. Quests may not simply be abandoned; prophecies may not be left to rot like unpicked fruit; unicorns may go unrescued for a very long time, but not forever. The happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story.”  

[dirasu]

/taps Dylas on the shoulder, a wide grin on her face/ Hello Dylas, it's nice to see you here! Would you like to dance with me?~

[Nearly jumps at the sound of Frey’s voice, turning around to expect the cute Princess when he sees death staring him at him straight in the eyes] !!! [Clutches at his chest] C-C-Cripes, Frey! Did you really have to sneak up on me like that? [Huffs, cocking his brow upon closer inspection of her costume.] So whaddya supposed to be? 

[Before he can reply with his own snarky comment about her being the ghost of two-bit royalty past, she asks him the unexpected— to dance.] ! [Eyes widening, an obvious red blush creeping onto his features.] W-What? Me? You, you’re askin’ me to dance with you? 

Why?

[dirasu]

[So what if he didn't want to dress up as some fancy-shmancy person or whatever Meg had wanted him to be? It was a miracle he was going to the dance on his own, right? That seemed like enough for him. His train of thought was interrupted as a girl came up to him, asking what he was--] I'm ... [He honestly didn't know, he just let Margret do her thing and he ended up looking like a skeleton. But he was also wearing some nicer clothing, so ... ?]

[In a deadpan--] I'm a business skeleton.

[selphiaseeds]

madi and i were discussing about dylas’s hair and then i got curious and wondered “what if his hair was different” and i made it more different

[dirasu]

"I've.. Seem to have broken my fishing rod... Do you have any spares?"

"Mm?"

Looks up from his own fishing rod, concentrating [or at least trying to] on catching at least a trout to bring home to Porcoline. Uses his free hand to scratch his cheek, nodding once, “yea, just … ” motions to the various fishing rods next to him. “Go ahead and pick one out.”

A hint of a smile playing on his lips, “how did you even break your fishing rod?”

[gainyasu]

紫羅

Who hasn’t done this to their party members? The whole ditch-your-party-members-just-to-mine-‘xyz’-ore.

[dirasu]

ooc: trying to get out of my rut in regards to dylas's muse so if anyone wants him ???? take him, pls.

[speechlesskingdom]

The Great Chase - [Dylas&Keira]

[speechlesskingdom]

Ogre? What in all of the seven kingdoms did that mean?!

Huffing she placed her hands on her hips, watching him wince in pain before sighing and taking out her small silken bag again and pulling out a band-aid that seemed to be covered in pictures of cats.

She had stolen in from the waitress at the little Bar in the valley, but it had just been sitting out where anyone could take it.

Shrugging and walking over to the mirror she gazed at her reflection, seemingly lost in thought. 

Help would be nice.

[dirasu]

Rubbing his side where the he was jabbed, gritting his teeth together as the former guardian watches the woman walk right past him only to stare into his mirror at her own reflection.

What the hell was with this woman?

"Listen, lady, if you need something I'll hand ya off to someone that ... that knows how to read but I can't see how I can help you."

Looking at the little cat band aids she's taken out, raising his brow-- "that's, that's real nice but lemme get back to the topic at hand and refer you to someone that can help."

[speechlesskingdom]

The Great Chase - [Dylas&Keira]

[speechlesskingdom]

Keira nodded quickly, lips pursed as she gave Dylas an intense stare- she didn’t know who this Princess Frey was, but any royal connections she could acquire would probably benefit her greatly.

"…" A single eyebrow arched judgingly.

Watching him fret and fuss, pacing back and forth was giving her a headache. How could one man be so… so… infuriating! The obvious next step was to process this and succumb to her every whim, that’s what people back in her continent did!

Grabbing him by the collar her docile facade faded and she stared right at him, lip curl into the beginning of a snap. She mouthed her words slowly and clearly.

Read my lips.

I can’t speak.

[dirasu]

"!!! !!! !!!"

Leaning back away from the woman as she gets all close and personal, flushing a deep, tomato red. "G-G-Gods, back off will ya--?" Swallowing an anxious lump in his throat, his face starting to perspire.

Reading her lips, "a-alright-- I caught that, cripes, just let me go, ya ogre!" Pushing the Princess away from him and smacking into his dresser, "!!!" Clenches his eyes shut in pain for a brief moment before opening them back up, "what do you want from me--!"

[dirasu]

@ Elise

What, are you mad that your OLD??

[Clenches his jaw--] No, I'm mad that some snot-nosed brat comes waltzing into life like she knows everything there is to know about me-- Who are you and why does my birthday pertain to you? [Swallowing, doing his best to stay calm] Leave me alone or I swear to the Gods you'll regret it.

[nokialumina-blog]

*Awkward noises* [Dylas&Lumina]

[The menu he handed to her so forcefully, shocked Lumina, who jumped backwards and watched as it swiftly hit the ground]  Oh, uh sorry… Well, his name is Jack…? He’s a farmer, a farmer from Forget-Me-Not Valley. You’ve heard of him, right?

 [Staring at him for a second, she continued going on but his twitching (ears?) and irritated expression quickly silenced her. Giving him a nervous glance she picked up the menu and sat at one of the tables he had directed her to, burying her head in the menu, trying not to call attention to herself]

[Considering leaving while he wasn’t looking she glanced at the door and made a break for it, slowly tip-toeing away, hoping that his conversation with another customer would take up just enough time for her to leave — ]

[dirasu]

[Stares at Lumina, his face completely void of emotion-- positive or negative, for that matter, his features remains blank] ... [Blinks] Never heard of him so quite wasting my time and sit down so I can serve you and you can leave and neither of us will have to remember this meeting.

[A few moments later, as soon as he finishes serving another customer he notices the young girl trying to creep away and be stealthy at that] Are you kidding me--? [Rolls his eyes, sighing loudly] Whatever. [Is about to turn his attention to another customer when he notices what he presumes to be her purse on the table] ... [Walks over to the table, retrieving the purse and thrusting the bag at the woman] Ya left this in your cowardly retreat.

[dirasu]

Hey you! I heard it was you birthday!

[Glaring at Elise] … [In a cold, steely tone—] You heard wrong, now leave me alone.

[dirasu]

/leaves a gift-wrapped box just outside of Dylas’ room, complete with a shiny red bow. Inside the box is a new fishing rod, its handle shiny, polished wood. She had seen it at the store a few weeks ago, and deciding that a store-bought present was too impersonal, took up the task of carving out a simple design and Dylas’ name on the wood. Along with the fishing rod, there was a note that read:

 Happy Birthday Dylas!!!  I hope this present is to your liking. Not sure if it’s a good fishing rod, but if not at least you can use it for decoration!

I’m sorry I could not deliver this to you in person, but I wish you a good one nonetheless. :) 

Your friend, 

Frey

[Was leaving his room, closing the door behind his with a quiet sigh as he thought it'd probably be healthier to go out and do something instead of mope in his room about his age] ... [Nearly tripping on the box in , cursing--] Dammit, Arthur, clean up your crap-- [Stops himself, noticing the tag says what he thinks is his name-- the letters looked similar to the letters that made his name at least] ... ... ... 

[Tugs the box open, catching the brand new fishing pole that nearly tumbles onto the ground] W-What? [A note flutters to the ground, Dylas picking it before flipping it open with his thumb] ... [Tongue in his cheek, he, of course, can't read any of the words but takes not of the ... smiling face? Hm. Cute.] ... [Stuffs the note into his pocket, looking back to the fishing pole with awe-- it was a fairly expensive model, one he could only hope of ever using. But what caught him off guard his name etched into the handle] ... [Brushes his thumb over it the carving, swallowing, as he looks onto what he presumes is a gift for his birthday] ...

[A small very fairly genuine smile crosses his features and he takes the gift back into his room as he ponders who could've left such a generous gift for him.]

[dirasu]

ooc: 'AAAAAAAAAAAAY it's dylas's birthday (he's 27) so prepare for him being even more grumpy because he doesn't have anyone to celebrate it with because he pushes everyone away : )

[speechlesskingdom]

The Great Chase - [Dylas&Keira]

[speechlesskingdom]

Nodding as he at least got one of the many things she was trying to tell him she looked around, spotting her notepad on the floor and opening it- drawing a very crude, but at least recognizable crown on top of a stick figure wearing a dress, she pointed again to herself.

You furry buffoon, I have here enough jewels to buy a small village and yet for you to not realize my wealth could only point to my magnificent royal lineage.

Pointing again, eyebrows furrowed in frustration she pointed to herself and mouthed ‘Princess’.

[dirasu]

"... ... ..."

Watching her draw, not at all sure where this is going and wanting a direct answer above all. Furrows his brow, taking the drawing pad from her and studying the crude sketch. "Huh ... almost looks like some kid drawing of a Prin--" Dylas was promptly cut off as the voiceless woman mouthed the word, "Princess."

"W-Wait a sec, you're a--" Shakes his head, feeling frustrated with himself for not figuring it out sooner. The precious gems, intricate clothing, and snotty attitude-- of course she was royalty of some sort. "J-Jeez, so you're some sort of Princess friend of Princess Frey's then?" Huffs, rolling his eyes, "just what we need ..."

"And why aren't you speaking, it's seriously startin' to tick me off, lady--!"

[speechlesskingdom]

The Great Chase - [Dylas&Keira]

[speechlesskingdom]

Turning her head a second time as he spoke up she gave him a second polite nod of her head and a small smile, unsure on how to show her thanks for finally letting her rest the night before, and for his concern now. The gems hadn’t worked, her note hadn’t worked—

Her note.

Her hands flew to her pockets only to find the book missing and she sighed noiselessly, knowing this would be a bit of a hassle.

Looking around the room she saw a portrait of… their king? Was it normal for foreign countries to hang pictures of monarchs in such intimate places? Different cultures, she supposed.

Taking long graceful strides she covered the king’s face and pointed to the crown, and then pointed to herself. She pointed to her mouth and then shook her head. She pointed out the window to zepplin’s in the distance, and then pointed to herself again.

… this was going to be difficult.

[dirasu]

Gods, was she really playing a game of charades with him? He didn't understand a thing-- that is, until she pointed to her mouth and shook her head as that much was obvious. Furrowing his brow, he questioned, "you ... can't speak?

Shaking his head, rubbing the back of his neck, "I dunno what else yer trying t'say, lady ... D'ya need me to take you to the clinic? You sick or something?"

Cripes, this was going to be hard. He'd have her write out what she was trying to say but in the past thirteen hours he still didn't fully understand how to read.

Brilliant.

[dirasu]

Dreams Of You - [Keira/Dylas]

He no longer had dreamless nights of sleep, no each night was new and exciting because now-- each night came with a dream.

A dream of her.

Gods, even when she was sleeping she looked elegant and perfectly poised. She had really given beauty sleep a whole new meaning.

Brushing away a strand of her long, ebony-colored hair away from Keira's face in so he could see her better. She looked ... content, as if she was meant to stay with him in the warm confinements of their bed. Her chest rose and fell

Taking a shaky breath in, holding it for a brief moment as he pulled the woman's smaller frame towards him before releasing a quiet exhale. A hand  snaked around her waist, his other hand lightly pressing her head into his chest.

Dylas wanted her to hear his heartbeat, to know that he was right there next to her and he had no intention of leaving her. He wanted the Princess to feel his body against her's as to remind her that he was there right beside her just in case she had another nightmare about her Kingdom. He needed her as much as the former guardian was sure she needed him, to protect her as some sort of strange "noble steed."

Pressing a kiss to the crown of her head, he whispered to her in a low murmur-- "m'not going anywhere and you best be out of your perfect, little mind if ya think so, Keira ..." he smirked to himself, feeling the woman rustle in her sleep slightly. "You could give me bags of rubies and troves of emeralds but they're nothin' compared to you, love ..."

"Nothing compared to you."

He could've sworn he saw her smile but that might have been the sleep talking for him as soon after he too joined his beloved in a deep sleep with her nestled in his arms, just where she belonged.

[speechlesskingdom]

The Great Chase - [Dylas&Keira]

[speechlesskingdom]

Thirteen hours passed and it was now mid afternoon, although not fully rested Keira felt well enough to rise from her slumber and gaze drowsily around the room. Where was she again?

Ah right, the angry man with the periwinkle hair.

Crossing the room to peer in the mirror hanging on the wall she took a small silk bag out of her gown, containing a comb and some cosmetics- beginning to meticulously groom herself for the day.

It wasn’t until she was fully made up and combing her floor length locks for the third time that the door opened and she noticed Dylas standing there, bowing her head politely and continuing on her task.

[dirasu]

Opening the door, careful to not make any noise as to wake up the strange woman. Thought in retrospect-- why should he care? She waltzed into his room like she owned the place yet, the pained look in her eyes was something he had a hard time trying to shake off.

Blinks in surprise upon seeing the "sleeping beauty" bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, so to speak. "Er--" offers an awkward wave of his hand, "hey. You uh, you feeling better? Ya didn't look so good when I left you."

Clearing his throat, he took a step towards her, watching Keira brush out her long, locks of black hair.

"... ... ..."

Finally-- "Who are you?"