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An Indie Libra RP Blog for Fire Emblem: Awakening with an added side muse of Lucius from Fire Emblem: Blazing Sword

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“Mm,” He starts, resting his chin gently on the monk’s head. Was everything alright? In that moment perhaps. His eyes fall half lidded, watching the flicker of the fire and he hums just a bit. “Can’t sleep,” is finally murmured from him, arms loose around Lucius as to not crush him. “What’re you doing up?”

“Ah...”    So then they were both experiencing the same problem, but for Hector to be restless- Lucius was almost surprised. The monk slumped a little to relax. There was no need to pull away from the warmth and comfort, yet... well he’ll have to do his best to help the axe lord. Even if Lucius was already wavering between sleep and being awake. “I also can’t seem to find rest tonight...”

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It's rare that the lord would be up at night, especially way late into it. He's a heavier sleep after all, his snoring as loud as a bear. Of course such an act of him not sleeping means that Hector's going to wander until he can, in some shape or form. Which is why he comes across Lucius and wonders what the monk was doing away but he doesn't really say anything. He just steps his way behind him before plopping down and tugging the smaller male into his lap against his chest.

“Wha-?!”   Lucius pitched forwards in attempt to jerk out of the hold but with a swift glance over his shoulder the initial panic that made him tense eased away. Now, more pliable, the monk stared for a moment and slowly resettling his hands in his lap. Where else was he supposed to put them? Even his attention returned to the fire that flickered pitifully a few feet away, his lips forming a tight line and uncertainty gnawing at him.    He had to say something though.. the silence was almost maddening as it was peaceful.“Uhm... Is everything alright, Lord Hector?” Well, it’s a start for sure, “You’re awfully close.”

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   Guess who’s tired, but can’t sleep?

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i’m so proud of sain right now

he went against a mercenary with his sword equipped because the one that came at him before had a lancereaver--

so there was like an 81% chance the enemy would land a hit AND HE DODGES IT

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“Hmm...”

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do libra with 9 pls

when the squad wont stop sinning 

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     Now, he would’ve left it at that, since he apologized for his assumption, the misconception that Libra was Lucius but that last statement he makes gets Hector’s shoulders to tense. Brow furrowed in question, he’s lifting an eyebrow while he thinks over what was said. Mistaken for a woman? How could someone mistake him for a woman? Hector didn’t see it.

     “What kind of dastard makes a stupid mistake like that? It’s easy to tell you’re a man.”

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  There was now stopping it, even Naga herself signed what ever witty remark Libra was about to shoot out with the seal of approval. Would the priest apologize later for his tidbit of wisdom? Definitely, but as the saying goes ‘the mouth speaks fast than the mind sometimes’. “Indeed, you seem to be quite observant if you can look and see me as a man. And yet you mistook me for your friend...”

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     Perhaps the monk had a point there with that statement. But Lucius was also one of the more soft spoken types and Hector’s not too sure if he’d be just as ecstatic to see him as he would Lucius. A hand is lifted up, leather palm pressing flat against his slicked hair and he’s definitely feeling a little bit embarrassed now at the recent revelation.

     “Ah,” His breath as soft as he exhales, blue gaze being shifted to the side for a moment before he glances back to Libra, “My bad.”

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   It looks like he finally understood, it the embarrassment was any indication. A soft sigh of relief left Libra and the tension dropped out of his shoulders, grateful for the others realization and small apology, not that it was assumed Hector was a fool. Just hopeful in finding an old time ally.  “It’s alright, I suppose it’s an improvement from being mistaken as a woman.”

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     ...Alright. That didn’t really clear things up with him. Sure, learning this man was named Libra and not Lucius was one thing but it was still baffling that he looked so strikingly similar to the monk he’s familiar with. It makes another snort leave the lord, arms staying folded over his chest as his blue gaze is focused on the one before him.

     Of course, weird things would be what he’s greeted with in a foreign world.

     “Yeah, I suppose you are right about that,” He admits, mumbled under his breath, “But that doesn’t explain why you look like him.”

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   He thought he made it clear but admitting that he hadn’t know why  he looks like the man’s friend must’ve not been enough. What Libra caught though may have lead onto more than what such a small note may have been. This friend of the axe wielder was also male, which in all honesty Libra expected him to say ‘her’ not ‘him’. This was no simple mistake in identity, given appearances and the common mishap, there appear to be sound reasons to be mistake for whoever Lucius was. “It’s not something within my understanding to explain, as I said, if I knew I would tell you.Think on it, if I was your friend, wouldn’t I be just as overjoyed to see you? Why would I lie about who I am?”

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     There’s the slightest pout that finds itself on Hector’s lips, brow furrowing at the remarks made from the monk. He was certain that this man was Lucius but…closer inspection shows that he might have been wrong with that conclusion. Teeth chew on the inside of his cheek, a snort being made from his nose as arms fold over his chest. As much as it should be embarrassing, there’s other things on the einherjar’s mind.

     “Alright, if you’re not Lucius, how come you look so much like him, eh?”

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   This man was absolutely determined to pin him as this Lucius character, wasn’t he? May the Gods grant him patience, because if they grant him strength there would be hell. “If I knew, I could tell you, but my name is Libra. Not Lucius. As I said, you are mistaken.” Come to think of it, why had their tactician been so adamant on recruiting this man? Right, an asset. That’s what was said at least.

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     It seemed like the man was adamant on saying he wasn’t Lucius, but if he wasn’t Lucius, then who was he? It’s confusing to the lord but if the other really wanted to be put down that badly, he supposes he can comply. After all, something seemed a little off in how he spoke (though that might be because of Hector’s tight grasp on him).

     “If you say so,” He mutters, loosening his hold to let the blond slide out of his arms with a tilt of his head. Yeah, he’s definitely confused but how could he possibly have been mistaken? He’s certain this man was Lucius.

     “Are you sure I’m mistaken? I’m pretty positive you are Lucius.”

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   It didn’t take but a moment for Libra to stumble back from the einherjar, relishing in the fact that: 1.) He can breath and 2.) The other was starting to understand and 3.) His ribs don’t feel like they could crack at any second anymore. “If you know your friend so well, I’m sure you would be aware of how this Lucius behaves,” It’s a jab at the other, but he was still aggravated and his annoyed glare wasn’t spared at all. “I can also assure you that I know who I am.”

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     The tiniest voice in the back of his mind told him that something wasn’t right here but Hector didn’t listen to it. How could this man not be who he thought he was? The blond hair was a given, the religious attire too! Or…perhaps it did look a little bit different. And the man’s voice sounded soft but the tone wasn’t the quite the same.

     Still, Hector held tight on his hold.

     “Nonsense! There’s no way I could be mistaken!”

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   Gods above, he was trying to be patient and tolerant, and understanding how overjoyed the man felt given his situation. He was in a foreign land and with little familiarity to fight homesickness. Yet, Libra won’t deceive him into thinking he really was an old friend just to provide comfort.   “You are-! Unhand me..!” The priest choked out, his protesting kicks already growing weak from the suffocation.

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     The long blond hair and the religious attire were all that the lord needed to see before he was quick to approach the priest. His arms around in him in a hot second, squeezing tight to lift up the man he’s supposedly excited to see. There’s a laugh that rumbles his chest, lips curled in a smile as he tries to hold in his excitement and not sling the one his arms around like a ragdoll.

     “Hey!” His voice is loud, practically riddled with happiness as his arms stay tight despite the flailing legs, “I didn’t know you were here too, Lucius!”

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   Just for a moment, he stopped kicking his legs about, his expression etched with confusion. For once he wasn’t mistaken for a woman, but rather... an old friend? Regardless, Libra would very much like to get out of the enthusiastic hug and create distance  that was more tolerable than his predicament. “L...et..go! Please!..” Good heavens, what was this man made out of that he couldn’t push out of his hold?! “You’re mistaken...!”

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“O great NagaAH–!”   What ever prayer the priest was about to offer up was promptly squeezed right out of him with the air rushing out of his lungs. Who on this earth would interrupt a kneeling persons offering up- oh gods above, he can’t breath. The vice, a pair of strong arms, had not only rendered his feet from the ground. They also prevented what little breath could be taken in to compensate the lost words and Libra was left to frantically flail his legs, thanks to his still folded hands pinned between them.“…!!”

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“Ah... “

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“You all need Naga in your life.”