[ a knight who lived protect██ ]

“Knighthood lies above eternity; it doesn’t live off fame, but rather deeds.” [[HMMasterList Member]]

[cloricutie]

One on One - Forte/Clorica

Spear in hand, Clorica made her way through town looking for the only person she could trust in her current situation.  There had been a sudden influx of monsters in the forests surrounding Selphia, and though this was often something that the prince or princess would insist on taking care of, the butler wanted to be of some assistance as well.  She wanted to be able to protect them better than she was currently able to.

Upon finding Forte, Clorica bowed to the young woman before speaking up a greeting.  “Good afternoon!  Are you particularly busy today, Forte ♪?”

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[forteissimo]

       Saying a goodbye to her brother, Forte walked out the front door of her home. The knight closed it behind her and was about to make a couple more rounds around the town when a sudden call of her name caught her attention. When she saw who the source of it was, she gave a short bow of her head to greet in return.

       “Afternoon, Clorica,” Forte greeted back with a smile. The spear in the butler’s hand caught her attention and she blinked. “With nothing aside from my usual patrol of the town. Are you going to head out somewhere?”

[swordreign]

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*Folds her arms across her chest and clicks her tongue* “Forte, you always use that excuse to not do something! Come on, this is a dance!” *grabs Forte’s shoulders*

“You have to dance! Right now! With me!”

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       “N-no I do not! I--” *Tries to come up with another excuse before giving up and purses her lips*

       “...Meg, I don’t know how to dance.”

[enchantingelvenmusic]

*Notices Forte standing off to the side alone* “Hi Forte! What are you doing over there? It’s no fun unless you join in the dancing and what not!”

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       *Tenses up for a few seconds but quickly tries to shake it off* 

       “Ah, Meg! I was uh, I was just... about to polish up my sword! It’s been losing some of its shine so I thought I’d best remedy that.” *Pauses*

       “I’ll um... dance later.”

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       “Sometimes I wish I knew how to dance. It would certainly make going to those dances a bit more erm, exciting.”

[forteissimo]

What was your first crush like?

       “A crush? Well I…” 

       She pauses, hesitant to continue her thoughts.

       “Erm… If I’ve ever had a crush before, I’m…afraid I wouldn’t have ever noticed it. Feelings that come from crushes aren’t something I’m familiar with. So I… don’t know.”

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What's the strangest dream you've ever had?

       “…All I’ll say is that it involved Woolies invading, overthrowing our government and taking over the town. A far cry from the usual dreams I have of the– I MEAN–”

       “N-not that I dream about them! At a-all! They just… they just took over the town and that was a strange idea!”

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If you could change one thing in your past, what would it be?

       “Ah, well there is one thing, but erm…”

       “It’s nothing I’m willing to admit at the moment.”

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[itseemsso]

     “Um…”

     How to answer – honestly, there was something always wrong going on in the life of Xiao Pai. 

     “No… Well, yes. You know of my… clumsiness, yes?” She continues without missing a beat, pointing at Forte’s sword.

     “It seems it takes much skill and poise to wave around a long, heavy piece of metal, yes? S-So, Forte… Will you perhaps… teach me!?” A little embarrassed, her cheeks puff, but determination pleads in her eyes.

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       When it came to Xiao’s clumsiness, it was rather hard not to notice. 

       “Erm, teach you?” Her eyes followed Xiao’s finger to her sheathed sword, held firmly at her side. She grabbed the hilt of her sword and carefully slid it out of its sheath.

       “Well, sure. I wouldn’t mind offering you some assistance,” the knight agreed. If a resident needed assistance in any way, who was she to turn them down? Of course, Forte had her doubts on this helping to relieve Xiao of some of her clumsiness... 

       With the blade pointed down and the hilt up, Forte held her claymore in front of Xiao. “Here. Hold this.”

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       “Good luck, Kiel! We practiced all night for this-- do not forget your training and throw those tomatoes with as much accuracy and strength as you can muster!”

       “You too Margaret and Doug. Best of luck to you three!”

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       “And with the coming of a year half spent, the day of the Firefly Festival makes its arrival as well. A day meant to honor those once dear to us who have passed.”

       “...How I wish I had no personal reason to find sadness and regret in this event.”

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     With temporary freedom granted from her duties at the bath, Xiao Pai wanders the town. Not aimlessly, mind you, but with an objective, one that will become clear as she approaches the knight.

     “Hello, Forte!” A moment’s quiet.

     “…Erm, there is something I need to ask you.”

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       With straightened posture and a focused look, Forte marched through the streets of the town, patrolling. It takes her a second to register that someone’s called her name and she stops. 

       “Afternoon, Xiao,” she greets back with a small wave and smile. There’s silence after that but Xiao doesn’t leave, so the knight waits patiently to see if she needed anything else.

       “Sure. Is something wrong?”

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       A while ago Kiel had told her he had to go prepare for an activity he had planned and left without giving her any actual details on what it was about. Being left alone to wander around the Circus, she did just that. Walk, chatter lightly with a couple of booth owners, walk more. She stopped at the entrance to the largest tent and pondered for a few seconds before walking inside. Might as well see a few of these stunts people liked to do at this festival.

       Forte had taken a few steps inside before she looked up and nearly let out a scream. Up at the top of one of the poles of a tightrope stood Kiel. Was this the activity he was talking about doing earlier? No wonder he didn’t tell her, this is a highly dangerous stunt and she would have--

       Step... Step... Step... 

       Kiel’s sudden swaying caused Forte to completely freeze in fear. She swore her heart stopped along with before rapidly beating against her chest. That was it- Kiel was going to fall and plummet down onto the soil below. He was going to hurt himself, or worse. That thought frightened her more than anything and she knew she had to hurry--

       ...Hop! Step... Step... Hop and scramble...

       She had already taken two steps before she froze again, seeing Kiel managing to regain his composure and make it onto the other side safely. For several seconds, all she could do was stare at him in disbelief.

       Blink... Blink... Twitch...

       Forte fell forward, rolled onto her back and covered her face with her hands, groaning over what just happened. She dearly loved her little brother, but boy did he know- without it being on purpose- how to give her a good fright.

[forteissimo]

What sort of maintenance do you do for your armor? Does it need to get cleaned regularly? Or do you just wear it until it breaks?

       “For a knight, armor becomes your means of bodily protection. To neglect taking proper care of it means to up the chance of your armor breaking amidst a battle, lowering your defenses and raising the risk of obtaining major or critical injuries. An unacceptable outcome and you must treat it with respect.”

       “I clean and polish my armor at least once every week or after a day of heavy adventuring and fighting. If I start seeing lots of scratches or rust I also clean it then. If at any point the armor gets bent or broken through, I let Bado fix it up for me.”

[forteissimo]

What's the biggest enemy you could confidently take on? What do you think would be too much to handle?

       “To my knowledge and experience, a Mamadoodle is one I could take on again and again with confidence.”

       “As for one that’d be too much… I’d um, rather not give a response to that. Apologies.”

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