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Dade walked around Trikru, trying not to worry about how it was now his brother’s temporary home. He admired the sacrifice that Rush was making in learning from Trikru’s healer so that Floukru could have one again. It didn’t stop Dade from worrying though. Rush had told him how good Trikru had been treating him, but that didn’t mean that Dade wouldn’t go looking for additional reassurance that his brother would be safe. “Afternoon,” Dade greeted with an easy smile, approaching the female warrior. “I am Dade kom Floukru. I had been optimistic I might get to meet a fellow warrior in my visit.” He used gonasleng, a language only used among warriors, ready to assert any connection he could with the Trikru woman.

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#nike #closed starter #past thread

Rough Waters (past para)

The war was over. Dade should have been happier. His whole family had survived, including Rush who was a constant source of worry for him. At least he hadn’t seen the battlefield. But it was difficult to fear anything other than complete emptiness. Their people had been decimated, and even without the threat of war, survival for them as a people was going to be hard work. Floukru had always been survivors and didn’t shy away from challenges but currently not even that knowledge could comfort Dade.

Perhaps Discoverer had been a bad idea. He always had come here with Valin. To celebrate even. The empty place beside him poked at the ache in his chest he was trying to deaden with drink. It wasn’t as though he’d lost his best friend yesterday, but with a peace finally in place it was as though the weight of it came pressing down on him. There was no battle to focus on, or azkru warriors he could fight to avenge Valin’s death. He was just gone. And Dade, the one who was supposed to be the one with words had never told him how he truly felt. He downed his glass and set it down with a clank. “Another.” He asked with a nod of his head.

#closed starter #isla

white: do you think family is important?

My family is of highest importance to me. I come from a line of warriors, trained to stand alongside my parents to defend our people. And Rush would be completely lost without me. And I wouldn’t know what I’d do without him.

dandelion: when you make wishes who are they for?

Floukru, my people, and it’s survival. And that someday soon we can fill again what is ours.

Reblog to Play: Tea Asks

black: how much personal space do you like?

chamomile: describe your sleep schedule

dandelion: when you make wishes who are they for?

elderflower: do you get sick often?

fennel: how do you feel right now?

ginger: what animal do you act like?

ginseng: post a photo of somewhere you feel calm

green: list your top 3 motivators

hibiscus: do you like when people try to start a conversation with you?

kava: post your favorite color scheme

lavender: does physical activity help you relax?

lemon: how differently do you behave when you're by yourself versus when you're with others?

matcha: do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?

mint: what song gives you energy?

nettle: is there anything you do when you feel guilty?

oolong: where do you see yourself in five years?

peppermint: are you self righteous?

rooibos: if a conversation bothers you, will you speak up about it?

white: do you think family is important?

#memes

All of Floukru was on high alert after the reaper attacks. They’d lost one of their own, and while the casualties could have been higher, even one member was a significant loss to the clan. It was also why Dade found himself on his current mission. Troy, flougeda’s ship builder, had not been seen in the wake of working with the Heda to ensure people in harms way were taken to safety. And while perhaps there wasn’t cause for concern, Dade couldn’t help the sensation that something had gone wrong. Somehow their land had been invade with Reapers. It didn’t seem like random happenstance to him.

With his expertise with the unsettled south of them, Dade had joined Delphi on her ship in search for the missing Troy. Despite the tense nature of their mission there was something soothing about being on a large ship. The familiar rock under his feet as he scanned the horizon.

“There is an inlet south a ways,” Dade told Delphi beside him. “We might want to consider taking anchor to see if there is any evidence on foot.” He shook his head and ran one hand through his hair. There had been no signs of anyone. As was usual for this land.

“Wait. Do you see that?” Dade squinted, pointing ahead and watching for any sign that it was a ship.

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#delphi

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Westward || JunoIslaDade

Once the two groups had split, Juno had begun heading towards the west where Isla had previously indicated reapers had been seen. Initially, too full of angst and energy at the hands fury, Juno had taken strides to head the group. With drawn eyebrows, the snap previously heard in his tone, and the thin line that set his lips, it was clear that Juno was in a mood - and rightfully so.

This was on his shoulders - or at least he felt like it was. Cora was being protected, or at least she was supposed to be. He’d left her behind, and that was something he hoped he wouldn’t feel guilty about by the end of all of this. That left him to lead the hunting party, or at least this one, to protect their people. Whatever went wrong, if anything it, it would be on him.

“Isla” It had been a little while of walking before he’d turned to face her and Dade at his back. They’d gone as far west as Juno felt comfortable with his sense of where they were heading. It was Isla who knew exactly where the reapers had been spotted; Juno had only known the round about area. “Can you take us the rest of the - ”

At their backs, Juno caught the sound of cracking branches under the weight of sloppy, speedy footsteps. When his voice stopped so did his feet, bringing him to a halt as he turned to face the direction of the noise. Juno’s initial thought was reapers, considering that was what they were out here looking for - but he was quick to wonder if it could have been Floukru members fleeing to the shores.

“Hold on.”

Juno’s warning was hushed, but direct, though he drew his weapon despite it. It was when not two, but a group that at a quick glance appeared to be around three, reapers crashed through the trees that Juno felt his stomach drop.

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The news that Cora was safe was relief that Isla could settle with herself. Despite not always getting on with Juno she respected him and knew as much as it was instinct in herself to protect Cora, it was high on his priorities as well. At least it was best to think so.

The Baka was quick to the situation and Isla expected nothing less. She would have rather gone after the reapers, poised to rid the intruders of their land but she nodded in response to Juno’s orders and when they all split, hastily followed him back in the direction she had arrived from. Dade on their heels.

Isla recalled little of fighting side by side with Dade, they were both versed in war and had grown close in their time home after the bloodshed had ended but it felt good to have him in her company, weapons at the ready. Juno however was a different story, Isla had seen him fight. He was brutal and unforgiving, everything a warrior should be. She admired that, more than she should.

When the time came for her to lead she took the position ahead in a few long strides and began to head toward where she knew the reapers had attacked. No other word had yet to reach them but Isla feared that other attacks may have taken place. That lives in Flougeda were being ruthlessly taken while they tread as quickly as they could manage over the vast green of their land. Though Isla did not get them far before Juno was calling to slow up and as soon as the warrior turned she saw why.

Out from the brush, from hiding possibly, and gaining on them too quickly Isla only had a few short moments to process their blood stained clothes and dirtied faces before one of the three was reaching for Dade’s back. Thinking fast and acting on instinct she called for Dade to get down and threw her machete like sword. Isla longed for her spear but it would do and it spun through the air and sunk with an odd satisfying thud into the Reaper’s shoulder, temporarily taking it down.

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Dade brought up the rear, striding behind Isla enough that they’d both have room to fight should it come to it. With Juno taking the lead, Dade had no doubts that the three of them could handle a reaper situation. The Baka was one of if not Floukru’s fiercest warrior, and Isla like himself had been tested in the years of battle. There were no two he’d rather at his side. Though how the reapers ended up in Flougeda was highly concerning. They couldn’t afford casualties or even injuries. Not with Rush away on his training.

On high alert, all of Dade’s body tensed with the Baka’s command. He hadn’t even the time to respond more than continuing in a crouch when first Isla’s expression and then her warning made him drop immediately to the ground. There was no hesitation in his actions, trusting Isla with his life in any fight despite the fact that their bond had grown more after the war had ceased.

Rolling onto his back, Dade kicked out hard at the fallen reaper, doing his best at keeping the distance should it get back up. Isla’s aim was true, but reapers weren’t known for going down easily. Scrambling to his feet, Dade drew his sword. However with Isla unarmed and the other two combatants approaching he turned just enough to toss his weapon to her, the split second of eye contact all that was necessary to facilitate the exchange.

His adrenaline pumped, blood pounding in his ears as he stood weaponless for a moment. But the state did not linger long, Dade lunging for the Isla’s sword that lay burried in the flesh of the reaper that was somehow attempting to get upright again. With a shout of aggression, Dade pulled Isla’s sword free and brought it back across the reapers body in a second attack. Unsure of what the numbers against them were, Dade worked for an efficient blow that would allow him to circle and have his fellow warriors back.

#isla #juno #westward

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ripas ona stegeda

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Dade has stuck to near the sea near Discoverer, enjoying the sound of the water and the salt water in the air after his time in Polis. A building rumble of noise caused Dade to lift his attention, the warrior in him ever on alert. His hand was already reaching towards his trident strapped to his back when he saw Delphi her posture immediately letting him know something was wrong along with he drawn sword. The shipbuilder Troy was at her side, a look of fear on his face.

Dade bolted towards the two, his gaze catching Delphi’s enough for them to exchange a silent understanding that his was ready to fight with her. “What’s wrong?” Dade kept to trideslang for Troy’s sake, pulling his weapon up and over the head. The peace of Polis couldn’t last. Azgeda was his first thought, but he tried to push that away before his rage could build. They will still recovering as a clan from the last war. He had caught the sound of Delphi mentioning Cora and turned to direct his next question more directly to her. “Does the Heda need support?” Dade trusted Delphi to assess if his presence was needed immediately or served finding their leader.

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So many weapons had Troy even more on edge. His breathing hardened and he panicked while following Delphi out of Discoverer. He turned towards the docks trying to spot the reapers, but they were gone. Troy could try as he turned to Delphi and then glancing at the warrior Dade who he knew was Rush’s brother, but that was basically it. His sacred home was now in danger from the terrible creatures that lingered in the tunnels.

“Reapers.” he gasped glancing up as Dade approuched them, “On the docks, in the village. Every where! Two of them, I think. B-But they had blood dripping f-from their mouths…like it was f-fresh.” he stuttered remembering back to that one time when him and Ariel almost got attacked by hungry reapers. One wrong tunnel and you could end up never leaving. “I-I can go tell Heda, j-just find them please. Before they get anyone else.” he begged.

floukrudelphi

Delphi cast a cursory glance as Dade bolted toward them, pausing when they shared a look. She had grown with Dade, trained with him as well before she had left, and she had seen his proficiency with the trident. She would be glad to shed blood with him again. She let Troy explain the situation before she transferred both weapons to one hand, using her now free hand to unsheathe the knife at her waist, tossing the blade hilt-first to Troy. “In case something happens.” Adjusting her weapons once more, she didn’t spare the time to decide whether or not giving Troy a weapon was a smart thing. He wasn’t a warrior but she’d be damned if she sent him out with empty hands.

“The traders will tell Heda, I need you to do something for me.” There was an familiar ease in the situation to the pirate. She’d seen much, experienced much, and while worry for her clan did exist, she found no time to panic. Articulating her words carefully, her mind working calmly to formulate a plan. “Take who you can and get them away from the shore and the reapers. Take my ship.” The most disturbing thing about the situation to Delphi was the fact she was allowing another to command her ship, the most precious thing to her. Her gaze flickered back to Dade, “We go hunting together once more, brother.”

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Dade, out of habit and his training of the young warriors with Isla, reached out to adjust Troy’s grip on the knife after the other boy caught it to keep him from cutting himself should he have to stab. There were times such as this where they all had to be prepared. Reapers sent on them wasn’t as perilous as an Azkru attack, but it could still be deadly. And based on Troy’s description, it sounded as though there could be more than the two spotted. Everywhere was never a description he wanted for an enemy. He placed a reassuring hand on Tory’s shoulder while Delphi directed him. They would need Tory focused.

“It is an honor,” Dade replied to Delphi, his trident out and ready. He knew how much her ship meant to her, and handing over it’s captaincy. “Floukru is lucky to have your presence in such a time.” They were already moving upon the docks, pandemonium starting to spread without any clear focal point. “Up here,” Dade projected out across the scattering of his people. “You need to evacuate.” The water would be the safest. He started motioning people towards Troy, exchanging a quick nod to ensure that the people were in good hands. “Which direction did you see the reapers moving?” Time was of the essence, and they needed to find the threat before it could be eliminated.

#delphi #troy #ripas ona stegeda

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ripas ona stegeda

It’s felt like just a few hours since they arrived from polis. They’ve already set sail and ships already need repairs. well one in particular and it seems to be more damage then average. While on the docks fixing said ship Troy hears footsteps start on one of the docks. he’s in the middle of hammering in one side of the ship when he glances up and seas them. They’re big and disfigured, covered in a white chalky substance with red around they’re mouths. Troy’s only seen reapers once in his life and he hardly got away that time. Lowering himself behind the side of the ship, he covered his mouth to silence his breathing as he waited for them to pass. When he check to see if they were gone he gripped his hammer and made a run towards World Discover. He figured Delphi or at least Dade would be there. Running up to them he caught his breath before speaking, “Reapers, here, in the village, on the docks.” he gasped looking up at them. “Two, big and scary with blood around their lips.” His eyes were wide and he was in a panic already as he begged them to do something.

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Delphi had been listening to two traders argue about a deal gone bad, her attention drawn more to the underwater world outside the ship than to the squabble. She leaned back in her chair, fingers tapping against the wood of the table. Her mind had been tumultuous since Polis, twisting and turning more than the sea on a dark night. The more their voices raised, the more irritated she became, eventually she just had the intentions to stand and break up their fight herself but the break up to the fight came in the form of Troy.

The moment he mentioned Reapers, Delphi shot to her feet, hands shooting over her shoulders to draw the twin short swords she always had strapped to her back. Blood on their lips, Troy had gasped. Part of her wanted to ask whose blood it was but Delphi eased back into the role of a warrior with ease. She had no time to ask whose blood it was, choosing to not ask a question at all. “Show me where on the docks.” She strode past him toward the entrance, heart racing. She paused and turned, pointing one of her swords at the two other traders. “Find Heda Cora and Baka Juno, tell them.”

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#ripas ona stegeda #troy #delphi

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“Bold but dim.” Isla said, her lips quirking up at the familiar voice. “I should have know it was you.” She let herself relax, grip loosening on the spear, shoulders dropping. Isla was likely more at ease with Dade near than she had been alone. There were few she didn’t mind the company of while taking time to herself and away and he was one of them. “Have you come looking for me or is this encounter a lucky coincidence?” Of course the word lucky was suspiciously inflected. She wouldn’t be so telling to how he put her at ease or how easily the simple bump of his shoulder to hers warmed her like she wished she had the cool morning sea to.

Isla carried on and threw the spear again, watched it split the air and sail through the center of the small ring she had fashioned out of sticks and and leaves hanging from a low branch. Most of her time at home was taken up by keeping her training or training others. The young warriors needed be ready should Cora’s plan for peace not hold. A precaution, not a lack in faith. Although for someone who grew up solely in time of war this new peace, even as long as it’s lasted, rested awkwardly against her bones.

Dade chuckled, almost hearing the slightest hint of a smile in Isla’s voice. “It would seem luck is at play, or perhaps simply the itch of Floukru warriors to escape the confines of Polis for a time?” Dade didn’t have to guess how Isla was feeling. Had they finished a day of training the young warriors to be or even more so if one of them had a difficult day with a reminder of the past they often found themselves swimming in the sea. Without a swim available other options were sought out, especially among the many reminders of Polis. It was difficult to truly feel at peace with people when Dade’s anger boiled beneath the surface.

Dade jogged to retrieve Isla’s spear for her. He hefted it up, and he could feel she had balanced it to her liking as he twirled it from one hand to the next. “And here I thought you were a warrior and not a weapon’s master,” Dade grinned, thinking of the sandkru woman he had met several days prior. “Had we not ended up so like minded in our forest escape I was going to come looking for you, though I feared Cora would have you on duty much of the feast. Have you had enough time or your own?” He knew Isla would never complain about her role in protecting her sister. He knew were he in some position to do the same for Rush, he’d do so in a heartbeat. But he saw how much Isla held back at times due to others assumptions about her identity. While he frequently got see Isla simply as herself, he wondered if she was truly able to be that enough.

#isla

ideal date ?

Depends on my date, but usually start with something active. Like lazer tag or rock climbing. And then grab something easy for dinner so we can go back to my place and watch something and make out on the couch. And then who knows from there.

What's your apocalipse of choice?

No apocalypse? This seems like a trick question. I’m against the world ending and me having to survive in it. Where would I get pizza?

But I do think I could kick some ass in a zombie apocalypse.

what does your bed look like ?

Unmade? Yeah I don’t know the last time I made my bed. My sheets are blue. I think.

Feeling a little frisky about anyone?

I’m getting weird cat vibes from this question. But let’s go with I wouldn’t mind having fun with Nix? There could be others, but she’s the most intriguing.

If you had to choose one very best friend, and I mean VERY best, who would it be? I advise you to think about this carefully. So carefully.

This is a good question. Nice and easy. Only good, or should I say the very best friend would set me up so well.

After careful consideration... Isla. Or was it Cora. Oh no Isla, yeah, that’s the one. She’s the best for sure.

How fast do you get drunk ?

It takes me at least a handful of beers. A little faster with liquor but I can hold my own well enough. Unless we’re talking about that time with tequila on the beach with Isla. I’m pretty sure I told her what a great friend she was at least ten times as I threw up. Never again.

would u rather have your brother kidnapped by the military or by the fbi ?

I vote no. No one is taking my brother.

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