The Myrmidon: Lon'qu

"... Hello. I am Lon'Qu. I come from Regna Ferox, but was born in Chon'sin. I have fairly decent skills with swords and respectfully take orders when I am needed for assistance; however, I, unfortunately, have a fear of women being near me due to past circumstances. I simply refuse to be partnered up with a woman... REFUSE." Status: Ask Box is Opened. →Affiliated with The Ylisstol HQ←

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

Grp. 1: Wishing for a Peaceful Evening

"Why in the blazes did I have to..." The myrmidon trailed off. He was really in no mood to be at this kind of celebration. In fact, he just felt as if he was forced to join in, so of course he didn't really enjoy this rare occasion. But the source of all his irritation was the person he was walking around with: the tactician, Artemis. Lon'qu peered over to his group partner then quickly moved his glance somewhere else. He still hasn't been able to get over his fear of women and this situation just made it more uncomfortable for the poor man. Moments passed and the silence calmed him slightly as they both walked to, what seemed like, an open field. Lon'qu felt as if the two of them did enough activities together and he just wanted to go somewhere tranquil. Somewhere he could be away from the noisy crowds and just relax... or try to anyway. When a large stone came to view, the myrmidon didn't even hesitate when it came to leaving the girl near him behind. The night was still young and the air was fresh. Lon'qu knew that this was the place that would help out his restlessness somehow. Once he sat upon the rock, he looked back at Artemis. Of course he felt as if he probably ruined her night and that he was extremely selfish right now. But what really mattered the most to him was that the girl's night was ruined from him creating a big scene due to other women surrounding him in the village.

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

((Hey hello! Can I make an RP starter or would you like to start?))

[[ I can try my best with starting it! I would have messaged you on this Fem!Avatar blog, but it seems your ask box isn't opened. xD; ]]

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

[[ SO I MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE DREW A MARIO x FIRE EMBLEM: AWAKENING THING? ]] [[... it-- it simply is 2 bootiful mang ]]

[pawniardmoved]

potato’qu

not gonna tag it with lon’q cause there’s already one in the lon’qu tag but

[g-undamtanaka-deactivated201402]

fire emblem awakening character appreciation → lon'qu

[sugaraddictedthief-deactivated2]

"(Going to have to steal this recipe and bake this later)" Gaius thought to himself as he finished the last piece of cake he had on his plate. He was about to get up to get another slice before noticing someone came in, grabbed some food and sat down. Gaius then glanced over and out of curiosity, relocated himself in front of Lon’qu. "Are you that "Q" guy I’ve heard about? Supposed to be some sword fighter or something right?" he asked basing his questions off stories he’s heard from the Ferox tournaments. 

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

Before taking a bite of dinner, Lon'qu was sadly interrupted. He looked over at Gaius. "Lon'qu," his hoarse voice was full of irritation, "my name is Lon'qu." The swordsman felt insulted at the fact the thief didn't even know of his name. "I was a champion of the arena, yes..." his voice trails off as he got a forkful of meat, taking a bite out of it. The man didn't want to discuss how he lost his pride to that of a woman. Not now and not ever. "And you... who are you again?"

[fear-my-parasol]

"Oh, this is ridiculous." Maribelle muttered under her breath, scoffing, but then she put her parasol down, trying to calm herself down while she glared at Lon’qu once again. Even if what the myrmidon was saying was true, that didn’t really was an excuse for a suspicious behaviour like that. Aside from whatever phobia he might had. 

"I don’t think you understand the gravity of the situation we are in. The things people might say about us together would be a mere trifle in comparison to our army’s well being. This affect to us all, so because you are the first person I found out outside the camp, you are going to help me, whether you were at fault or not. Imagine what Chrom would say if he found out…" the noblewoman shuddered at the thought for a while, but then she collected herself, making the man a sign to move on.

"Let us go then. I won’t get closer to you if that is your desire, and when we are finished I won’t trouble you further. But please help me out. That is the only thing I’m asking of you." she said in a calmer tone, starting to march again towards the camp. After some moments of silence, however, she spoke again.

"I suppose I can’t do anything to help you overcome your fear of women, can I? Maybe I should put a false moustache and cover myself if it helped you to stay calmer in my presence… or in the presence of any other women. There are a lot of us on this camp, after all. Surely you must have thought already this will be troublesome to you on the future” She wasn’t sure where that strange fear of his came from, but that was her way to show her concern on the matter.

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

The swordsman stood there for only a moment then nodded to himself, following quite a few steps behind the noblewoman. Her words of concern made him stare at her. "You don't need to do such a thing... My fear is not as bad when fighting, but cripples me more when in a situation like this." he sounded highly embarrassed with talking about his fear. Specially in front of a woman. Silence transpired between the two of them only for a brief moment. Lon'qu was in deep thought about what Maribelle had said earlier. His words didn't come out the right way again and he could tell they didn't this time. He felt uneasy, of course, but that didn't make an excuse for his irresponsible behavior. Finally, Lon'qu broke the silence, "I... apologize. For not thinking clearly about how serious this matter was..." his voice trailed off as he tore his eyes away from her. Lon'qu wanted to say more, he felt like he needed to tell Maribelle that his phobia and skittishness was also at fault for his train of thought, but decided to keep hush about it. It was already difficult enough to talk to her as it was to apologize in the same breath, so he let that feeling go. "... Also... If we weren't able to find the night guard? You have yet explain that possibility." The myrmidon couldn't help but feel a little curious about that outcome. Maribelle just said she wanted to find the 'scum' responsible of leaving during duty. Never did she mention how things would go if they ended up empty handed.

[itsacravatyoubarbarian]

[itsacravatyoubarbarian]

Virion raised his eyebrows, surprised by the myrmidon’s presence. Not that it meant he wasn’t pleased by it, of course. 

The serious swordsman was interesting, in fact. Virion liked to see him as his complete oposite, as he was calm and collected. And, in an absolute astounding way, as much as the archer was fascinated by chasing skirts, Lon’qu was rather happier without any woman by his side. Maybe the duke had things to learn from him. 

But for what was for, he was glad he couldn’t have Lon’qu as a “rival”. Women loved stern men, nevertheless. But Virion was sure the poor man’s…”affliction” with women could play in his favor. 

And he rather prefeared having him as a friend and ally.

"Why of course, my admired sword master! May Virion serve you a cup? Or even two! My company is the finest in this corner of the world, but you, my friend, can even compare to myself. So, I happily invite you to sit by my side, and  offer you the finest of teas" with his pompous explication, Virion breathed in "Well, the finest one can obtain during this times, of course… I hope you don’t mind. Ah, all this gibberish. Pardon me, my good friend" Virion smiled "How can I service you today? May we practice together?"

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

Lon'qu stared at the archer for a few moments in silence. He could never understand how one can be so openly polite to almost everyone. It made the myrmidon feel obligated to try and be just as friendly towards Virion, but his personality wouldn't allow him to even do so. "As long as it's drinkable, then I do not mind." he said in a coolly tone. Whether Lon'qu liked to admit it or not, he still felt awkward socializing, even if Virion was a fellow man. The swordsman was one of few words for as long as he knew and didn't feel comfortable in changing that abruptly. With a glance at the man's smile, Lon'qu shifted his weight stiffly. "Practice together...? That sounds good." The thought of that sounded fairly decent. It would probably give Lon'qu a reason to associate more with Virion and hopefully befriend him along the way.

[itsacravatyoubarbarian]

"My my! What do we have here! My strong friend, Lon’qu, and three lovely ladies already found good Virion! May I offer some tea? Some company? Mine is one envied through all continents, may I say…"

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

"I would like some tea if that's fine to ask."

[sugaraddictedthief-deactivated2]

Strolling on back to the camp after finishing another job, Gaius started feeling a bit hungry. He decided to visit the mess hall to grab a bite to eat. As soon as he enters, he smells the aroma of freshly baked bread until a certain item caught his eye. Gaius couldn’t help but say the first thing that popped into his head, “Cake!” The chefs put cake as the dessert on today’s menu. Without hesitation, Gaius helped himself to a few slices of moist, delicious cake and sat down at one of the benches to enjoy. With a joyful grin, he started eating. 

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

The aroma of smoked meat and spices was what called Lon'qu into the mess hall. He couldn't help but feel a little hungry. Especially when he was out training all day. As he walked inside, he saw a certain red-headed thief munching away on a slice of cake. With a disgusted look towards the dessert, Lon'qu headed over and grabbed a hold of his supper, sitting nearby Gaius.

[fear-my-parasol]

"Well, you tell me, good sir! You are the one who is laying around here idly this late at night!" Realizing who was the person she found, the troubadour stopped her rushed march towards him, but her indignation didn’t fade away. Quite the contrary. She shook her parasol in Lon’qu’s direction as if she was going to use it against him as a common spear. 

The last of her worries right now was his fear of women, after all. She wanted an explanation for what happened in camp, and he happened to be the first unfortunate who had to face her wrath. The situation was quite serious, and Maribelle wouldn’t be the one who would let that unsolved.

"Surely you must have realized before you came here there was no soul guarding the camp, haven’t you?! And even so you got away leaving us unprotected? Have you no shame? The enemy could have attacked us easily while we were sleeping! You are going to help me to figure out where are the scum responsible for this, or Gods help me, you will regret the day you were born!"

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

"Go with you to find the camp guarder? Are you mad? What if someone were to wake up and see us wandering around together this late at night? Do you even know what they would think?" Lon'qu felt so flustered and frustrated. He wanted to explain why he didn't notice the watcher missing, but knew it would be a big waste of time when it came to Maribelle. He sighed deeply then looked at the girl, "If I agreed to search with you, would you leave me be afterwards?" The myrmidon couldn't help but say yes. This woman was known for her headstrong ways and if he were to refuse those ways, he was going to get pestered. "Just promise me you stay far from me so I can stay focused. Also, you don't need to shake that thing in a threatening manner. It's not like I was at fault for the guard not doing his duty."

[fear-my-parasol]

She was having a specially bad dream, and sleep would not come after that, no matter how hard she would try. Resolving she couldn’t get any rest that night, Maribelle resolved to step out of her tent and see if everything was in order in the camp. It was a rather indecent time for a lady like her to stay up so late outside her tent, but at least she was doing something productive. That’s how she cheered herself, seeing if the people doing the night watch were still awake and doing their proper jobs.

But it wasn’t so. There were nobody.

She started to worry, so she stepped out of the camp limits, looking for them and wondering if something dire happened while everyone else were sleeping. But they didn’t wake anybody else and the rest of the camp was in peace, so her worry started to turn into anger. What kind of people were there that left the camp unattended? They would respond to her, whoever it was.

In the middle of her stroll she finally saw a silhouette of a man without recognizing it, so she hurried herself and approached him, with a fist raised in the air.

"Hey, you! Show yourself! Why is nobody watching the camp?!! I demand a proper explanation for this foolery!"

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

Hearing the shouting and the quickened rustles of the grass, without any hesitation, Lon'qu swiftly got onto his feet. He was readying his blade, unsure of the identity that the figure had behind him. That was, until he saw an exasperated-looking Maribelle heading straight towards him. Lon'qu's serious posture melted away and an uneasiness feeling hit him right in the gut. She was getting a little bit too close for his liking. "D-Don't come any closer, woman," his voice was hoarse, but shaky. "Does it seem like I would know why no one is on night watch duties?!" He took a few steps back and prayed to the Gods his voice was loud enough to make her stop. He wasn't expecting someone to be up this late as well. On top of that, it just had to be a woman. He just knew this wasn't going to turn out well.

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

A loud sigh escaped a certain myrmidon's lips. It was already this late yet he still couldn't get any shut eye. Finally having enough of just laying there and getting no where, Lon'qu sat up. He grabbed a hold of his sword and stood straight up, placing it earnestly on his sash. With this, he nodded to himself and set off for a midnight stroll. When reaching to a certain spot near a river, Lon'qu decided to sit down. A gently breeze went by him as he stared up into the night sky. 'It's unbelievable that there are such calm nights like this while a war is happening...' he thought to himself while the moon caught his attention. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps tore him away from his thoughts. At first, Lon'qu thought it was his imagination until the rustling of the grass got louder behind him. He could have sworn everyone was resting up, so who could possibly be coming towards him. He turned his head at the direction of the movement to see that...

[yourfavoritedragon]

yourfavoritegynophobicmyrmidondragon

[yourfavoritedragon]

Nowi felt slightly victorious at the sound of Lon’qu’s chuckle, but the feeling quickly went away as he told her to stay home. The tightness of his grip didn’t bother her at all when her grin turned into a frown. “Aw, why not? Cooking seems so boring! And I don’t even know what a wife does.” she said. 

She huffed and pouted, tears welling up in her eyes. “You’re just making up excuses, aren’t you?” Nowi pulled her hands away from Lon’qu’s, dramatically exaggerating the motion and ignoring the loss of warmth, to wipe away her tears. “You just really don’t want to play!”

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

He just stared at the girl tearing up. He the sadness went away, soon replaced by anger. "Making up excuses...? Do you not understand the meaning of-- Ugh, why are all you damned women so complex?!" he raised his voice and slammed his now clenched fist against a tree next to them. "You don't understand anything at all, and I doubt you would..." he turned his back towards her and grabbed the crate from earlier. He had no time for this, not with how he was feeling right now. Lon'qu knew if he continued to stay there, nothing good will come out of it. Instead, he started walking towards his tent again; hoping to get rest and forget what just happened.

[yourfavoritedragon]

yourfavoritegynophobicmyrmidondragon

[yourfavoritedragon]

"I guess? That would mean the husband does most of the work then. That’s completely unfair!" Nowi said. Her fingers tightened around his hand as she became determined to make this game realistic. A big, cheerful grin take over her face. "I’ll just do whatever you do, Husband!"

Nowi tugged on Lon’qu’s hand slightly and bounced on her heels. She kept her eyes locked on his while practically beaming at him. Nowi pushed her incredibly lame uncertainties and thoughts about his warm hand aside and focused completely on the man before her.

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

All he did was let out a sigh, but seeing the girl be her normal self made him content with things. Without realizing it, Lon'qu let a soft chuckle escape his lips. "If you do what I do, you'll get hur--" He stopped himself and the warm feeling in his chest collapsed. His hand tightened around Nowi's as he felt a sharp pain stab at his heart. The origin of his gynophobia hit him again. Whether this was a game or not, he disliked the idea of a woman getting hurt because of him. He wouldn't let that happen again... Never. The playful look he had before changed into a saddened one. "You.. Should just stay home and do all the necessary things a woman should do, Wife." his voice didn't sound happy at all and the grip on her hand was tightened even more.

[yourfavoritedragon]

yourfavoritegynophobicmyrmidondragon

[yourfavoritedragon]

His hand was just so warm. It was a comforting warmth. Nowi wanted to make this warmness a blanket and wrap it around herself. She felt an indescribable feeling as she held Lon’qu’s hand. Nowi never wanted to let go. She wanted to keep this man locked in her basement forever.

It took Nowi several moments to realize he had begun playing with her again. She broke away from her thoughts about his captivating warmth and focused on his eyes. “Ah, I also made… your bed?” she faltered, unsure of herself.

"What does a wife do?" she asked the older, but younger man. 

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

"Erk..!" The man stood there for a moment after hearing her question. He never had a wife nor a woman around him, so how would he be able to answer her? "I...I-- Don't really know what a wife does..." he said soft with a hint of sadness. All he did was just stand there awkwardly and stare right back into Nowi's purple orbs. Then suddenly a thought went to his head. "A.. a wife cooks, right? There is one thing." He even questioned himself when it came to saying that. He felt so confused about this topic, but still didn't want to disappoint the young-looking Manakete again, so of course he kept trying to play along.

[yourfavoritedragon]

yourfavoritegynophobicmyrmidondragon

[yourfavoritedragon]

"Tiresome? How could that be-" she paused when he released himself from her hand. A soft frown near instantly replaced her smile when the warmth disappeared from her hand. "Huh… Why…" Nowi became at a loss for words as she listened to Lon’qu’s explanation. She felt strangely alone from the lost contact. It took her a bit to realize Lon’qu was walking away after she had mourned for his hand’s warmth. 

W-wait! Don’t go!” she said after a moment’s hesitation. “I…” she wasn’t sure what to say to the man. Nowi felt desperate and she just wanted to have that warmth. Nowi felt weirdly out of character, but she didn’t think about that too much. She reached for his hand and managed to grab a hold of it. She held his hand tightly with her own two hands. 

"I just… want to touch your hand."

[gynophobicmyrmidon]

He wanted to tug his hand away again, but he couldn't. The warmth felt wonderful to him. "Why... Why do you want to hold my hand...?" Lon'qu felt puzzled. This was the first time he felt so weak, especially against a girl. He couldn't shun her away like usual yet he had the feeling to do just that. He stared at the girl's face, seeing that looked desperate. That look made his heart hurt ever so slightly. Suddenly, he grabbed one of her hands and turned away from her, his ears gaining a red hue now. "A-Ahem! B-Besides you terrorizing villagers... What else did you do today... 'Wife'?" he asked in what sounded like a playful tone mixed with nervousness. He decided to go along with this, even if it did ruin what he has been trying to do for so many years now.