Ring of Fortune

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[giftiaa-blog]

Memento

[othxllo]

His face became flustered at her words. There hadn’t been many before who had told him his name was strange; no one had taken the time to even ask for his name.

It made him warm inside that despite being so different, something as simple as a name might be able to connect them.

Oh, she could defend herself? He wouldn’t say it was surprising since, in this time of life most needed to know the basics of combat at least if they were in the military or anything involved. “I see… Still, if trouble should arise, please allow me to fight in your defense.”

[giftiaas-blog]

“....?”

She found herself staring at him in wonder. Did she say something wrong to him, until he fell into a silence like this? He looked somewhat uncomfortable. Which makes Isla fidgeted and apologized.

“I’m sorry.”

She knew she shouldn’t apologize over every simplest things, but she felt guilty, and she did so.

Even after she said she could defend herself, he’s still willing to accompany her. Especially under this unpredictable situation, where everything can be happen, for better or for worse. “Thank you, I really appreciate your help, Slaine.”

She felt happy, somehow.

[giftiaa-blog]

Memento

[giftiaas-blog]

othxllo:

His name? She wanted to know his name? Ah, it was funny how knowing a name wasn’t quite important unless it was a noble or a royal.He became flustered, palms becoming sweaty through his gloves. It would be rude not to give his name as she had already given hers.

“Ah, um, Yes, my name is Slaine Troyard. Er, a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

He hoped that wouldn’t come off as rude, if she was important to any of the nobles, who knows what his punishment could be now. No, there was no time to think about that now. He should focus on his actual mission…

“Uh,I suppose I have gotten used to things such as this. I don’t fear many things at this point I suppose you could say. Ah! B-but I am aware there are several dangers here.” His reply to her earlier question went from serious to, I’m trying not to sound naive.

“Slaine?” A name that sounded foreign. “You have an unusual name, like mine. Pleased to meet you.”

She said so because, mostly some foreign names like that only used for Giftias like her. Now that there’s a human who had such name as well, she felt less lonely, somehow. That means despite she wasn’t a human, she wouldn’t be left out only because of her name.

So, he was worried over her again. “Please do not worry, Slaine. I can protect myself.” After all, she has her sword. “If there’s any danger, I would be okay.” Well, she hoped that there wouldn’t be any danger during their travel.

[giftiaa-blog]

Memento

[giftiaas-blog]

othxllo:

He wondered why she hesitated, had he done something wrong? Ah, could it be had been rude toward her? He was relieved when he felt her hand in his.

Or could it be that on earth there was no such thing as chivalry anymore? She was a stranger and even though he should be here, he couldn’t just leave like this.

He flushed lightly at her words, “E-eh? Ah, well that is…” he gulped a small lump that had begun forming. “I-I’m nothing of the sort.” He was humble and even if others might argue that was too gentle, even then he’d deny it all.

“If it’s safe, then that must mean that it’s a UFE headquarter. I will follow you but,” I can’t step into there, was left unsaid .He still followed. No maybe it’d be a chance to gather more information.

“Never mind. I’ll follow along, miss.” Oh, they hadn’t even been introduced. How rude of him. “Um, would you mind giving me your name? Oh! It’s fine if you don’t want to, I just-” he cut himself off. Maybe it’d be better if he stopped talking.

Isla blinked when he denied her presumption about him being kind, in wonder. There weren’t a lot of people who would help someone who got lost in an unknown place, then escorted them to somewhere safe. And, his polite gestures told enough that he’s well-trained to be a service for people. She wondered how she could be a helpful person like him. “I’ve wandered around this place for a while before I saw you dropped your pendant. I didn’t see anyone here. Mostly people would suspect me as dangerous person for wandering at this terribly quiet place, but you are not. That’s why I assumed you as kind.”

This might get to no end, so she would just skip that. She muttered another thank you to his decision to follow her until the safe place.

She stopped her tracks when he didn’t continue his sentence, looked at him as if she waited for his response. But then, he shook it off, despite she’s still thinking about what was he trying to say, she would try to forget it as well, as she continued her tracks.

“I don’t mind.” She answered, with another impassive expression. Despite he just cut off his words, she concluded that he wanted to know her name. “Isla is my name. May I know your name too, mister?”

[giftiaa-blog]

Memento

[giftiaas-blog]

othxllo:

She was right about needing some other place to speak to each other. Their current place wasn’t exactly the most suitable place for such talk. It brought back so many memories, her questions, and he should be sad about them but he couldn’t really focus on those sole memories.

No, his energy should be spent on a few other things instead. Some that he’d rather not discuss at the moment.

Being trained to do so, he extended his arm, as if asking for the girls hand. “If I may, would you allow me to escort you to a better place?” He kept his head bowed, uncertain of what the reply might be.

Would she be offended that such a lowly person as himself offered or would she actually take his hand?

She froze instantly, when the male extended his arm and said so, such polite gesture which she never saw before.

Giftia like her were trained to be polite, and to be friendly and to be as human as possible. People she ever met so far would never act like this only to ask for an escort to a proper place for talking. It’s like, he treated her like she’s in the higher class than him.

She couldn’t properly react. What should I do...?

In the end, after few seconds that felt like forever to her, she took his hand, formed a sincere smile.

“You’re... a gentle person, aren’t you?”

She paused, as if she wanted him not to pay attention to her previous words but to her next words instead.

“Thank you, I would be glad to do so. I heard that there’s a safe place not far from here.” It might be UFE Headquarters or else, who knows. This place was also unknown for her. “This way.”

[morethanaterran]

Open rp;

[morethanaterran]

Slaine continued scrambling a moment longer, wincing as the sand seeped in his bandages and the scratches he’d caused by climbing the fence before he paused to realize the girl’s words and consider them. With a deep breath meant to calm himself, he accepted her offered hand and allowed her to help him upright.

“Sorry,” he responded first thing, eyes fixed on the ground as habit. “If you like, it would be appreciated,” - his tone more resembling his portrayed confidence while he was count. The quick shifts faded back to desperation as Slaine realized the cat was nowhere in sight. “Not good!” he shouted, starting forward but then stopping. He didn’t know anything about cats or pets in general. Where was he supposed to look? Where might she have gone? This was his cat; they’d been through the same things - they were supposed to help each other, and yet -

Tears pooled in his eyes, a slight miserable smile on his lips.

Failure, failure, failure.

He turned back to the girl, this time meeting her expression. “What should I do?”

[giftiaas-blog]

Even her usually stern and stoic expression wavered a little to sadness when he looked to the male. He looked so sad, and pitiful. Though Isla wasn’t a human and her emotion itself were artificial, she could sense the strong wave of emotion from him, and all she could felt were sadness.

“Please don’t be sorry, mister. I couldn’t just stand and watch someone who need a help.” Her words might sounded ridiculous, but in her last days, she wanted to be worth for everyone around her. She didn’t want to pass away as a worthless Giftia.

And his sudden panic surprised her, wondered what happened. His emotion lowered down and suddenly asked. She could hardly figure what made him worry and troubled. “Something wrong, mister…?”

The question slipped away from her mouth before she could think twice. An image of the cat who almost made her fell in surprise passed inside her mind. Come to think of it, I met the cat in the same time I saw him… Probably that’s the case.

“Are you wondering about… a black cat around here, mister? She jumped in front of me before I saw you.”

[giftiaas-blog]

Continued from here.

morethanaterran

Definitely not okay. She always being clumsy though she didn’t want to become like that and now she just ruined someone’s lunch. 

Despite the male refused her offer, she didn’t want to let him starve for a whole afternoon.

“No. I will... buy another for you. I will treat you. I will make a cup of tea for you as a compensation as well.”

It seemed she went too panicked to even think straight.

[morethanaterran]

+1 boarded the moon base

[morethanaterran]

“This is east of Yokohama. On clearer days you can see Mt. Fuji. There’s a path that leads up to these mountains from the nearby village, did you come from there?”

[giftiaas-blog]

“... So far. I only traveled around and I was here without even realized?”

She shook her head. “I supposed to visit someone’s residence here, but... perhaps I got lost.”

[morethanaterran]

Open rp;

“ Shoot- ”

Slaine scrambled off the sunny beachside porch in pursuit of their cap-clawed indoor cat he’d just let outside. Wet sand clung to his bare feet, the water splashing his trousers as he witnessed the black ball of fur climb over the property fence and disappear. “W-wait-!” he cried, puling himself over in spite the sharp ends and splinters, and then falling with a startled and pained yelp.

It took him a moment for his head to stop spinning, and he looked up to find someone standing over him. He pulled at one of the stray bandages around his arm, struggling to get back up as he looked around desperately with a pitiful whine.

“My - my cat-”

[giftiaas-blog]

She rarely come across a beach, this was a completely new experience. She spent most of her nine-years old in the middle of big city. She didn’t do anything for vacation, maybe she went to amusement park, as usual. But, sea was a brand new experience for her. And she considered it as beautiful.

In her last days, she wanted to, at least, experience something that she haven’t experience yet. Traveling around the beach might be the one of them. But, she still found something missing.

She almost yelped in surprise when a cat just jumped across her, but it was enough to send her backwards and fell to the wet sand. Her white dress was now slightly dirty because of the sand, but she didn’t pay any mind.

Soon after, a male with bandages over his arm, said something about the cat. His voice was barely audible, however she could get what was he meant about that.

First, though. He needed a help to stand up. Isla approached the blonde male, crouched down and offered her hand. “Could you stand up, mister? I’ll help you.”

[morethanaterran]

+1 boarded the moon base

+ giftiaa

“… this is private property - Are you lost by chance?”

[giftiaas-blog]

“I don’t recognize the place, so yes. You can say that I am lost. Where would this be, mister?”

[giftiaa-blog]

Memento

[othxllo]

“Eh?”

The question confused him a bit. He stared down at the necklace as if afraid it might disappear. Was it that obvious that he cared about the necklace? He may have received it from his father and certainly he wanted to gift it to someone special but he had yet the courage to hand it over. Maybe one day, as a blessing for safe keeping but for now, it might just be  something to remind him of what once was.

“It’s not that I desperately care for it, it just has been with me through so many events that I cannot just part from it so easily.

[giftiaas-blog]

“The memories that lingers on it, are they painful?”

Though she didn’t have any rights to say that since she tended to keep some keepsakes, sometimes it did hurt as well. She didn’t deny it.

“I’m sorry... I think I have been asking too much...”

She knew she had been rude for the male. She shouldn’t judge him out of the blue like that, even asked unnecessary questions for the sake of her curiosity. So, Isla changed the topic, though she wasn’t the good picker.

“I believe this isn’t the best place for us to talk, correct? Do you mind if we look for any shelters?”

The uniform, she was aware that he’s a Martian soldier, yet he looked harmless so she didn’t raise her guard, unless necessary. At this rate, they needed to find a place away from UFE’s reach.

[hirihoukenten-deactivated201604]

☞ + Slaine (Since you ever said you want to try RP as him so I want to know, I hope this is okay~)

An old thick book, given by his father flipped for the God knows how many times, various bird pictures were there along with its explanation. The princess question ( the same question he faced for years ) was repeated again but passionately he would re-explain them all without complaining. Index finger pointed to the picture of a white bird on the corner of the book. “This one is a dove, people said if its partner dies, his or her couple will death due to broken heart afterwards.” That was a sad story but it seems hisThat was a sad story but it seems his princess like that kind of stories.

[giftiaa-blog]

Memento

[othxllo]

He remembered all those painful memories from the past; so many that came along with the necklace. Was it pain or was it just his own melancholy that brought this feeling.

“It would depend on the person, I suppose.”

It had been a memento from his late father, one that he had kept alongside with him all this time, even when he had been found and saved by the princess.

Important? It was more than that, but the girl did not need to know that. “Ah, no… it’s fine.”

He smiled warmly, though it was barely noticeable. “They were important…”

[giftiaas-blog]

“I’m sorry...”

Another apology slipped from her mouth. She felt guilty, and ungrateful. While the other seemed to be struggled to keep their precious memories even though it’s painful, Isla wanted to not create any. She believed that happy memories could bring a sorrow in the time when she had to leave. 

“Why, you are desperately trying to take care of it?”

Humans were hard to understand. Despite it’s painful, they are keep doing it. For what sake to repeatedly rewind the bitter-sweet memories thanks to that memento? If Isla were him, she might had tried to forget about it.

Her job was to rip away every memories that the Giftia and their owner had, her job as retriever. She knew that despite she wanted to be remembered, it would never happen in the time she will go.

[giftiaa-blog]

Memento

[othxllo]

He hadn’t meant to be in such a rush but, to avoid the cold, he had to. However, he had not expected to lose such a precious item; the necklace that meant so much to him, yet couldn’t feel anymore colder.

He stared at the girl that seemed like she wanted to give it back to him no matter what. He was conflicted but slowly raised his hand for the necklace and slowly his expression was conflicted between gratitude and melancholy. He finally decided on a small smile, relief showing on his features.

A soft, “Thank you.” could barely be heard through the wind.

[giftiaas-blog]

She wasn’t a human. She always wished that she was, but she wasn’t. Despite that, she’s a special-type android. She has a human emotion and human heart as special feature, which made her able to felt his anxiety and sadness. 

She nodded a little as response, before lowered her head to avoid his melancholic gaze.

“Memories... they are painful, aren’t they?”

Who knows, this necklace might be his keepsake to remind him of a certain important person. Her stoic visage broke, only sadness plastered on her countenance.

“The owner of this necklace, must be a very important person to you...”

Isla felt dozed off, until that sentence slipped from her mouth before she could ever had a second thought.

“I-I’m sorry... Please just... don’t mind about that.”

[giftiaa-blog]

Memento

A cold metal brushed on her hand as soon as she took that. The boy in blonde hair ran off and dropped the necklace. He looked like…a very troubled one.

This necklace was absolutely dear for him, she’s sure of it. She went straight away to catch him up, but the cold weather wasn’t easy to break through, in this certain area of Novolstalk. 

At last, she could grab his shoulder, since the strong wind made her voice couldn’t be heard.

“You dropped this.”

She couldn’t easily let this item, which was surely store a lot of good memories slip away. She had to return it, to the rightful owner.

It was important, and painful to keep.

othxllo

[giftiaas-blog]

// Hello! This is the mun of Isla speaking! Due to the reasons (which you can read at About page), I moved some of the indie threads here! Sorry for the inconvenience!