Pierre de Chaltier

"Bocchan~!" - Independent RP blog for Pierre De Chaltier from Tales of Destiny and Tales of Destiny 2 -

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A Sword With A Soul | (Chaltier & Jude)

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"So few in number… but I am glad you are not alone. Those other five must be your friends, right?" still a race of spirits that were swords… amazing. There are so many strange and wonderful things out there beyond the world he was originally bound to. Part of the enjoyment of seeing other worlds is because of that reason alone. To see what else lies out there that goes far past what he could ever imagine.

Though the rather obvious statement blanked Jude’s face for a moment before he stuttered out. “R-Right! I-I knew that…” finding a recovery in his original question. “…but maybe you can under certain conditions..? I… dont really know… It was worth asking wasnt it..?” I mean for all Jude knew, Chaltier could move if he had something that allowed him to. It was a magical sword that talked! By this point anything was possible!!

"People dont really think about beauty on this side of the world, or if they do it’s seen differently. If you were on Rieze Maxia I imagine you would have went for a hundred thousand gald if not more..! But I dont really know the price of weapons." getting back to the point.

"If that had happened I would probably have to ask in a couple of favours. I… dont have that kind of money to spare let alone 10,000." looking down. "The other researchers will kill me if I told them I spent that much on a talking sword only I can hear…" along with them thinking he was insane.

Jude was surprized by the sudden joy the emanated from the blade and that determination. It made him smile as it reminded him of himself a little. “It’s not as easy as that. World jumping so recklessly will end up getting me killed… and you on the market table again. If we are patient and think this through one journey could be enough.” but had to ask. “Who is… 'Bocchan'..? Is that another Swordian..?”

"Seine..gald does not sound like anything I have heard of before… Meaning it is a world I havent visited yet. I still need more information… Like what is in the enviroment would be a good one. If there is some energy other than air within it then it could be leaking through the rift and we could track it. How does that sound?" Jude thought it was pretty clever and efficient. Saved them a lot of trouble too.

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[ "You could say that..." ]

Except the fact he had pretty much betrayed them and only really made amends with one of them so far. Sure he had a reason that made sense but he never really got a chance to explain himself before or even apologize... Maybe it was better if he didn't get himself thinking on that subject. It always had the tendency of upsetting him and others who knew the story... It would be a pain to explain the whole thing to someone who didn't anyways. So those thoughts were discarded instantly.

However when it appeared Jude had taken his words a bit too seriously, a nervous chuckle escaped the swordian. He hadn't expected the other to respond like that or even acknowledge that little comment. Most would pretend he hadn't said a thing and simply brush off a silly remark like that... But Jude was something special definitely.

First person to take a silly joke like that seriously. In a long time... Though being worth a hundred thousand would've made it so he NEVER got out of the market! Thank goodness he wasn't being sold for that much.

[ "I wasn't actually serious about the money thing. Aha..." ] 

Though he was feeling bad for Jude. Poor guy didn't seem to have a lot of money on him huh? It wasn't like everyone was rich though. Chaltier had just become so used to living with those in the upper class by this point. So hearing someone was short or having to borrow money was something he didn't hear often... He couldn't even really remember the last time he heard someone needed to borrow money!

It seemed the awkwardness in the air wasn't going to ease up. It seemed it might take a long while to get back home safely. Well it sounded than taking serious chances like what he had 'suggested'! Though the question of who 'Bocchan' was caused Chaltier to shoot back like a spring. Ah! His favorite subject to talk about!

[ "Bocchan is my wonderful and amazing master! Leon Magnus!" ]

He responded immediately without hesitation. He absolutely loved talking about his master almost more than anything in the world! Of course being with his master was definitely number 1 on that list. If he had a physical body one could probably see the biggest of smiles on his face as he began to just ramble on about his master. Of course none of the information was really useful and he completely forgot about Jude's question of what he could track.

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thank you for the follow, if you have time would you like to rp

'Course I would!

I'm happy to rp with anyone!

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Ey, I forgot if I asked you or not already, but we should start a RP together. You in?

Yes please I'd love that! <3

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/hisses because it's 12am...

/Has no choice but to turn in for the night because school

two more days and I'll be doneeeee

Well goodnight guys!

[the-king-of-the-wind]

It wasn’t unusual for Windor’s king to go for a walk, perhaps even less so in his own company, something that irritated his knights to no end. Yet they could say little when he could best most of them with a blade. What was unusual today was what he came across as he walked, a glimmer of silver rested against a tree in the distance. 

Was that… a blade?

Richard approached very carefully, mindful of traps that might be laid by bandits but he found no sign of either trick nor of any apparent owner.

"My, what a lovely rapier," he commented aloud, thinking none about to hear him. "I wonder why it was abandoned, truly a blade so fine much have been crafted my a master blacksmith." He placed his hand about the handle, finding it different than his own but not unpleasantly so. It was truly a well balanced weapon. "I wonder what became of your owner?"  

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  The swordian began mumbling to himself utter nonsense as he remained still. It was extremely troublesome not being able to move or interact with his environment other than by speaking. Any stranger could just simply pick him up and walk off with him and he couldn't do a single thing about since it was unlikely for people of this world to hear him and all he could do was protest. It was extremely frustrating to just think about such a thing happening. Almost as frustrating as the fact he had no idea where he even was to begin with!

  And speaking of strangers... One was already approaching him! This one however... Was a bit differently dressed than most people he had seen up to this point. They seemed to be of a high status though based off the clothing they were wearing. He couldn't guess or imagine how high of a status though...

[ "Thanks..." ]

  It was nice to be complimented like that. It was almost flattering... Though he really doubted the blond could hear him. So the thank you ended up coming out sounding a bit awkward... He couldn't really help that though. It was kind of awkward when you think you're talking to a wall.

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"Well, what do we have here…A sword all left out by its lonesome self? But, that’s horrible!"

"How could someone leave a perfectly good sword out in the open like this? It’ll get rusted if it stays out for too long…Well, I guess I can hold onto it for the time being. Maybe a good polish is what it needs…Yeah, don’t want to give it back when it’s in bad shape…"

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[ Hmm-?! ]

  Chaltier hadn't even realized someone had come around and noticed him. Seeing an unfamiliar face caused him to worry a bit. It sounded like this human was going to pick him up... And polish him!? Oh no no no! There was no way he'd let anyone but Leon polish him! Unfortunately he couldn't move to escape this. He could only really just complain and try to protest... But he had doubts the other would hear him...

[ I will not allow you to polish me! ]

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[ "I wonder where Bocchan is..." ]

  The swordian mumbled to himself as he laying inside his sheath against the bark of the tree. He couldn't move or walk around thanks to being a sword. So it got pretty lonely sometimes whenever he was technically by himself... It was only natural he started talking to himself.

[ /sighs ]

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Wonders of a Child [Lion and Chaltier]

Rubbing his eyes as he stumbled around his room, the young six-year-old Lion made his way toward the bathroom with a quiet yawn. Today was Sunday, and he didn’t have any classes or swordsmanship training to worry about. As with most any child, they had quickly become his favourite days of the week, as it was rare he had time to himself. On days like this, he would enjoy exploring around the manor and outdoor grounds with guardian tucked carefully at his side.

Once he was washed and ready, the young knight-in-training made his way back into his room and walked over to his sheathed sword. Curiously, the young raven peered at the blade, waiting for the ever-present spirit that always hovered a few inches away. When he received no acknowledgement, he reached out with a small, slender hand to poke at the sword’s lens. It was a much kinder wake-up than the loud voice Lion was used to when his tutors would arrive early in the morning.

"Chal…?" he whispered, poking the sword again. "Are you awake?"

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It seemed the swordian had been sleeping while the raven had washed himself. It wasn't like him to sleep in like this but then again there was no loud wake-up calls disturbing his or Lion's sleep. Which was appreciated of course since Chaltier preferred days like this. Lion had to deal with so much... So a day off like this was so nice that he had slept in by completely accident.

It seemed he had been caught red handed sleeping in fortunately. A very familiar voice immediately caused him to awake. Sure he was a bit embarrassed about being caught sleeping... But he was happy to see his beloved master. After awaking, he gave a smile he would always do when greeting the raven. Always a big smile for someone so precious to him. The only person he had considered family now.

["Good morning Bocchan! Did you sleep well?"]

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ah, poor poor Chaltier. you are unfortunately mistaken. why, he has already been taken hostage by a man with quite terrible intentions.

["What?! Someone has taken him hostage?!"]

/Why would someone even... What are they hoping to accomplish?!/

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why, approximately three hours ago. he's suffering from a grayface similar to myself's actions.

["I hope he hasn't gotten himself into trouble..."]

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*whispers* oh Pierre de Chaltier! did you know your master's boyfriend was blind?

["What??! When did Stahn become blind?!"]

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A WONDERFUL AND REALLY REALLY CUTE AND ADORABLE PERSON (NOTTOMENTIONCHALTIERISREALLYCOOLTOO)

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What's my reputation? What do you think when you see my URL?

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countryhero said: (Stahn’s blind for 24 hours due to M!A. He’s now in Sisne’s hands)

Like father like son.

Don't worry. I'm sure Lion and Chaltier will be to the rescue.

(Speaking of son. I need to get on Kyle's blog. IJUHYGFGHJ I KEEP FORGETTING. HE'S SO CUTE TO ANSWER QUESTIONS WITH.)

roseofseinegald said: (Shhh. It’s okay. Just come into bocchan’s arms.)

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