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@duplicarelaminisensis-moved
Announcement: About Spada's Blog!
Spada's account is moving!
He will be his own blog now. This means that all RPs will be moved to his new blog. That way, I can follow all 19 of you back as Spada and not on my main RP account (because, honestly, all of you are peeved when a random person follows you back and not the person you were expecting).
So, give me some time and duplicarelaminisensis will be following you back shortly~
He only sleeps in boxers. This makes most, if not all, his teammates nervous. If camping, he'll just end up using his jacket as a pillow.
I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!! *snuggles, kisses, and glomps*
Spada quickly rebuffed the Anon. "Sorry. I don' feel the same 'bout you." He said, shrugging.
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"Luca, yer drunk. Go home."
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"Seriously debatin' relocatin'... Th' fuck. I don't even--" He gripped his sword hilt and frowned.
"...'M not in a good mood, so start talkin' fast."
”..A field nearby Regnum.” He really didn’t like Regnum anyways. “If you need a guide, I can take you to Regnum so we can plan out how to get you back to Cresta.”
“All right, if you don’t mind, then sure. I suppose we should get heading back toward Regnum, in that case…” He looked around at his surroundings, amazed that he had somehow went from just outside a forest to the middle of a field without realizing it.
"A'ight. Just follow me." Turning towards Regnum, he blinked. He went back there, he'd get arrested again for sure. Frowning, he sighed and turned the opposite direction.
"...Actually, let's head to Garam. If... I go back to Regnum, 'm gonna go back to jail. Somethin' I don' want happenin'."
”..Must’ve slipped m’ mind.” Spada gave a shrug and looked behind him. “Well… I dunno if this.. Darillshade is anywhere nearby. T’ be honest, Regnum is th’ only town nearby, unless y’ head west, through th’ Western Battlefield.. Garam is on th’ other side.”
“…Wait, what? The only town nearby is Regnum?” He had been walking from Cresta to Darillshade, which is usually a pretty straightforward path. How the heck did he manage to stray so far off the beaten path that he ended up nowhere near Cresta nor Darillshade? A new question entered his mind soon after.
“So if we’re nowhere near Cresta or Darillshade… Where the heck are we?”
”..A field nearby Regnum.” He really didn’t like Regnum anyways. “If you need a guide, I can take you to Regnum so we can plan out how to get you back to Cresta.”
Spada can seem wiser beyond his years. Mostly because of his past life of being the Holy Sword known as Durandal.. but also because of his split personality, the deity Ophirius. It's not uncommon for Spada and Ophirius to be confused for one another.
Chuckling, Spada bit into the apple again. “S’just a matter of time b’fore the next town can be reached.” He said to himself, giving a small smile. So, this kid’s name was Kyle, huh? It was interesting to know that.
“Nice t’ meet ya too. So, where are ya headed?”
Kyle blinked once before answering the question. “I’m on my way to Darillshade. Didn’t I mention that before? Have you heard of the place? It’s kinda a gloomy town, but it’s far busier than my hometown of Cresta. It’s also the only place nearby where the local guild is set up, and I’m headed there to take on some missions. After all, to be a hero, I need to get my name out there, and why not do so by helping people through the guild?”
"..Must've slipped m' mind." Spada gave a shrug and looked behind him. "Well... I dunno if this.. Darillshade is anywhere nearby. T' be honest, Regnum is th' only town nearby, unless y' head west, through th' Western Battlefield.. Garam is on th' other side."
”..Thanks.” Spada took the apple and, out of habit, wiped it with the edge of his military-like jacket before taking a bite out of it. The crunch of the apple was satisfying. “Mm…” Swallowing what he ate, he smiled at the boy.
“I appreciate it. Name’s Spada. What’s yers?”
Kyle watched as the other at the apple, happy that he was able to help him out with his hunger issues. If only he could help more people like this, it would make him very happy. The blonde chuckled before responding to the question that had been posed to him.
“My name’s Kyle. Kyle Dunamis. It’s nice to meet you, Spada.”
Chuckling, Spada bit into the apple again. “S’just a matter of time b’fore the next town can be reached.” He said to himself, giving a small smile. So, this kid’s name was Kyle, huh? It was interesting to know that.
“Nice t’ meet ya too. So, where are ya headed?”
“Seriously? Yer… really willin’ t’ give me an apple?” That just shocked him. “…Yer all right, kid.”
“Yep, I don’t mind giving you an apple. After all, the first step to becoming a hero is to always be kind to other people. That’s what my dad always says.” Kyle goes through his paper bag and pulls out an apple, offering it to Spada.
"..Thanks." Spada took the apple and, out of habit, wiped it with the edge of his military-like jacket before taking a bite out of it. The crunch of the apple was satisfying. "Mm..." Swallowing what he ate, he smiled at the boy.
"I appreciate it. Name's Spada. What's yers?"
Gladios ac magistros || CLOSED
He had been sleeping, when the sudden movement jarred him awake. It didn’t happen often, but occasionally Stahn would come back from a mission so exhausted that he wouldn’t be paying attention to anything. Which usually wound up with Dymlos left on a table as the blond went to find someplace to sleep. It was one of those nights.
Lens flashing briefly, he looked at the young man holding him, startled by the steel grey eyes looking back at him. But what really struck Dymlos, was the fact he felt he could converse with this male, without binding a contract.
“I suggest,” he growled, “you unhand me now before I burn you.”
Spada hadn't been expecting anyone to talk. In fact, he thought it was just an ordinary sword that someone had just left behind. The initial shock caused Spada to drop the sword but he picked it back up and set it on the table, sitting down and putting his chin on his hands.
"...A sword that talks. Either the hunger's getting to me and I'm hallucinating it or there's really.. someone talking to me." Spada looked at the sword and nodded.
"..Why'd ya wanna burn me anyways? Wasn' gonna do anything t' ya. Jus' was gonna go shine ya up an' pro'lly keep ya until I could find yer owner or somethin'..."
“…..Hm.” Spada actually gave it some thought. “Y’know what..? I hate cheese, so y’ can keep it.”
“…Really? You hate cheese? There’s an apple in here too, if you want it. Like I said, Mom gave me too much to eat, so it’s no big deal if I don’t eat it.”
"Seriously? Yer... really willin' t' give me an apple?" That just shocked him. "...Yer all right, kid."
“…Y’ got any food?”
“…Food? You’re not hungry, are you?” The blonde paused for a moment before responding.
“Well, Mom DID give me a snack to munch on when I got to Darillshade. I think it’s grilled cheese, too. Of course, it’s a bit too much for just a simple snack…”
".....Hm." Spada actually gave it some thought. "Y'know what..? I hate cheese, so y' can keep it."
In looks and personality, Spada seems to be the same. The truth is, the deity, Ophirius (who is a major jerk half the time and... very self-centered at some times.), took on Spada's form and memories, keeping himself secluded. Most of the time, it is Spada talking. If he gets a bit too wise for his years, though, that's Ophirius.
Think of the Emil/Ratatosk thing. That's how it works.
“You’ve been…training? But why so much? I-It’s not necessary to overdo things, is it?” Luca said, eyeing Spada, trying to see if his claim in loosing weight was true.
“….You got any food on you, Luca? I’m starving here….”
Feeling the lift of Spada’s hand off his shoulder, and hearing his friend’s question, he blinked. “Um, no… I’m sorry…”
"I'm not overdoin' it, Luca! S'just a.. a.. thing I do." He said, nearly tripping over his own tongue in trying to explain. Although when Luca said he didn't have any food, he nearly cried. Seriously, he's that hungry.
"..Awwh man! The kitchens won't let me order anything! I can't live off apple gels!" Spada, you're getting whiny...
