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hide 'til its bright out ✚ seto & kouha

Kouha loves when people let their guard down around him due to his innocent enough looking appearance. He’s short, has bright pink hair, and can fake being nice fairly well. It makes things go a lot easier, most times. No way someone like him could be any sort of threat, right? For now.

While he was being sized up, Kouha took the time to judge the other right back. Seto was much taller than himself, and appeared to be carrying a weapon. Mentally he makes a note to steal that sword, later. Once he gets the help he needs. He’s also attractive… but that isn’t of much importance right now. Except the fact that Kouha looking like this while being around someone cute is going to be his cause of death, rather than freezing.

The other seemed more than happy to help him, although it’s not exactly what Kouha had asked for. Time to mentally cross off stealing that sword, then. He doesn’t want anything that isn’t of the highest quality. Really, he should learn to judge his surroundings and settle, but his pride tends to get the best of him. Maybe if he gets desperate he’ll reconsider.

Kouha’s small smile turned into a much bigger one upon hearing the offer. A genuine one, too. "I’d prefer if you carried me in your arms. Bridal style, y’know? It’s a loooot more comfortable. Warmer, too!" It’s not exactly a lie, but he did have some hidden motives. (Like being able to see Seto’s face much easier being held in that way.) "By the way, I’m Ren Kouha. A prince. You should be honored to be in my presence and all." Just in case his crown didn’t make him aware of that fact. Him saying so probably cleared up the fact that he was not in fact a princess, though.

shika-ouji

It's unfortunate that Seto didn't have anything that was more in the range of what the other was looking for, but he hoped that his kindness would suffice. The boy was short and looked like he needed the help, although he wasn't quick to underestimate him. The crown was an immediate giveaway that this wasn't a normal stranger; it was somewhat intimidating, but Seto kept on a smile.

There were much more dangers to be cautious of on the mountains besides a stranger, and maybe it would help to pair up, right? So this was a great idea in Seto's mind, really. Kouha was legitimately a prince, too! That's extremely cool, and he was slightly revered that he would be able to help someone of a royal status. Of course, he might not be a prince in this world, but the title was still there regardless. "It really is an honor to meet a prince! My name is Kousuke Seto," he stated.

It was also confirmed that this is a boy that we're dealing with here, and not in fact a girl. Not that it changed anything, though. Seto thought for a minute, and then nodded, going along with the idea of carrying him differently. "Ah, yeah, I guess you're right."

"And if that's what you want, I don't think I could deny a prince, anyway." Seto adjusted his sleeves and walked over to the prince, placing his cheap weapon against a tree. He decided it would probably be best to simply take initiative, so he carefully, and especially gently, picked the other up, relieved that Kouha is as light as he assumed from the start. Once the black-haired boy was sure that he was holding the other comfortably, he gestured towards the sword. "I can't hold you and the sword, so I hope you don't mind holding on to it. We might need it." For some unknown reason, Seto trusted him with it.

#carnalcrown #idk how bad this is im tired as hell #ic #thread 03

shika-ouji

hide 'til its bright out ✚ seto & kouha

princekouha

There are lots of things Kouha is used to, and yes, war is one of them. In fact back in his old land he even had an army. He’s not concerned with these facts as of right now, due to the fact that…

His outfit is ruined.

That’s what is irritating him now, more than anything. Wind up in some kind of different universe? Fine. Do it in a way that won’t mess up his clothes. And even worse than that? His hair’s a total mess. With a huff, he dusts himself off the best he can, and attempts to brush his hair out with his fingers. A few pine needles fall effortlessly to the ground. A mostly futile attempt, but it was worth a shot.

At least he looks somewhat decent while he’s wandering aimlessly, now. His crown is undamaged, so that’s a plus, but… Nyoi Rentou seems to be missing. Of course. In a brand new, probably dangerous land, and there’s no weapons to be found. Or— well, at least none that he’s seen.

'Do you think there are any castles nearby? Does this land even have them?' Is his first thought. Royalty is attracted to royalty, it’s just how things work. Princes should be respected, they deserve the best. Problem is, he’s totally lost.

Not only do all of these trees look completely identical, it’s freezing. His clothing really isn’t suited for colder weather. Since it shows as much skin as an outfit possibly can. With chattering teeth and constant shivering, he trudges forward.

Eventually he hears movement from someone other than himself. Oh, and it seems like they heard him as well, as he’s greeted with a weak “…Hello?” Pathetic sounding, really. That works in his favor for now, he’s not exactly ready for a fight.

Kouha shows himself with a small smile, trying to indicate that he’s not a threat. Not that that’s true, though. "Ah, hello!" He’s not a witch, luckily, but maybe you’d prefer one of those to him. "You know, can I ask you for a favor?" He’s not actually going to wait for permission, though. "Do you have a blanket? I’m terrrribly lost. Afterwards you can leave me to die, that’s fine. I’ll die warm, at least.” Guilt tripping? Kouha would never.

shika-ouji

At first, the sound of a voice was relieving. It didn't sound like a witch, right? From what he could recall, witches cackle and have really annoying voices. Then of course the reminder to be cautious set in, and Seto remembered that he knew barely anyone around here, and it was hard to discern the kind people from the dangerous. But seeing the boy display himself, the relief returned.

It didn't take Seto very long to realize that this was yet another new member of the Enchanted Forest judging by his odd—and considerably filthy— clothes. The next thing he realized was that this guy was most definitely freezing up here. The unfortunate fact was that there was nothing around and of course nothing in his possession that could be given to the stranger.

The other looked innocuous enough, and Seto, thinking quickly, felt guilty for not having anything helpful at the moment. Nice job, Kouha, it worked. But to avoid having a negative first encounter and impression, he replied with an embarrassed smile and a shrug. "I'm afraid I don't. This is my first time around here and I only have this sword. Ah, it's not even a good one..."

To avoid appearing as a threat, Seto released the tight grip on his poorly crafted sword. "I can't help much, but you can walk with me to find a village nearby if you'd like." He continued, pointing off into the distance beyond the woods. He didn't really know what was out there at all, but it was where he planned to search. Suddenly a new offer came to mind, and he perked up. "Oh! If you're tired, I can carry you on my back. It's the least I can do, I think."

#carnalcrown #thread 03 #ic

loyalterran

nothing but time. open ✩

loyalterran

This boy seemed pretty kind and a bit intelligent, although he was just as confused as Slaine, which was finally proven. So possibly they were on the same terms. Waking up next to a strange village was definitely not something to be taken lightly and all that the pilot knew is that he wanted to get back to Vers and ensure Princess Asseylum’s safety. After thinking about her, he then began to worry slightly. What if something happened to her after he fell into what it seemed to be a very deep sleep? What if she had been killed during the war? These thoughts raised more questions as he was almost sent into a fit of panic but quickly calmed down when realizing that he was speaking to a stranger who had answered him, rather than turning away and acting as if he didn’t exist.

Straightening up once more, Slaine cleared his throat and began to speak once more, “Where are we? What year is it…?” he inquired, feeling as though he was going to confuse this poor young man who was lost as well. Narrowing his eyes, the pilot then broke eye contact with him for a single moment before looking him straight back into his eyes, “Are you a Martian or Terran?” that question was possibly a bit harsh and something bad could stem from it but he’d rather be straightforward and to the point rather than beating around the bush; and it’s better safe than sorry, right?

Slaine was actually hoping that this other boy was a Terran like himself. Encountering a Martian during this time would not be the best thing to happen, especially in a situation like this. Having someone like Count Cruhteo around would be absolutely disastrous considering the fact that his relationship with the Terran’s isn’t very peaceful.

shika-ouji

The other male looked pretty young, but perhaps he was the same age as Seto. Seto is pretty tall, so it's normal for others to seem younger in his eyes. Though, what isn't normal is this entire situation. From the looks of it, the two of them were both completely confused and lost in this unusual village surrounded by oddly-dressed strangers. It was most likely the other way around to the villagers, as it was only two of them and... well, even Seto had to admit the other boy was dressed oddly.

Wait... what? What did that question even mean? The first ones were expected; but his train of thought was entirely thrown off by the words "martian" and "terran". He scratched his face, deciding to answer one question at a time. "Well," Seto mumbled, trying to gather the information that he'd picked up into something that would make sense. "We're in the Enchanted Forest! I don't really know where that is, but..."

People continued to shuffle by them, giving them questionable looks and dirty glances. This wasn't a usual thing for these people; this hasn't happened before by the looks of it, and there must be a lot of gossip about it by now. Whispers were being thrown about, and Seto occasionally gave side glances to staring eyes. It was best to ignore them. "As for the year, I'm not really sure. I don't really know what time it is, either."

"I hope this isn't a dumb question, but..." he chuckled slightly, "what do those words mean? I don't think I've heard them before."

#loyalterran #thread 01 #ic

sh0nenjump

Seto Kousuke Appreciation Post l Mekakucity Actors

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hide 'til its bright out ✚ seto & kouha

It was tough, getting used to this new land. The Enchanted Forest was huge! There were mountains, forests, lakes, shores, castles, caves... Really, it's the ideal world for an adventurer. Unfortunately for Seto, he decided to check out the mountains terrain and ended up completely lost.

Now, ordinarily, it wouldn't be that big of a deal. Manage your way through a day or two, find a village or something and talk to people to figure out where you actually are, and there you go, you're back on track. The issues right now is the stories and warnings he received about all of the witches that supposedly take refuge in mountain caves. So far, Seto hasn't had much luck with weapons, however he did buy a decently cheap sword that doesn't exactly seem to be very durable. One swing at a good sword and it's destroyed.

It's better than nothing, so the boy's hand hand was clutched tightly around the handle as he wandered throughout the trees and rocks. There was hardly any sound aside from his own movement, which struck him as... eerie, somewhat. But, to be fair, it was better than some kind of dangerous monster appearing out of no where, right?

And in that moment, some rustling of leaves and a snap of a branch caught his attention nearby. Seto froze, raising his sword slightly just in case. At the very least, a person was nearby, which could either be good or bad. Good if they're on his side, bad if they're of the evil kind.

"...Hello?" Seto hesitantly called out, most likely being the wrong choice of action. Nice, it probably is a witch or something. Please don't ever be in a horror movie. "Is someone there?"

#carnalcrown #thread 03 #ic

soldierhime

In the Wake of Morning. Open.

Glazed optics saw nothing. With chest laying against tree and head tilted back towards endless blue, the figure looked like a broken doll. But she was human. In her eyes were reflected passing clouds and fickle, swaying leaves. Bird song filled the air, rising and falling like waves crashing against the silence of the forest, but the string-less marionette did not move, did not hear. Laying in her abandonment, the doll simply stared and saw nothing in particular. Strands of hair sometimes strayed into her blind vision, blown by a wandering breeze, but for the most part she was still.

Palms turned upwards behind her, she seemed to be reaching for the blades fallen beside her. A dot of red moved on the hilt: a ladybug. The scene, save for the bug and the breeze, remained unchanged. The doll’s name was Petra. A finger twitched. The movement grew, moved from one finger to the next as if the body was checking just how many digits were still in working order. Palms opened and closed, startling the ladybug. Tears slid down still glazed eyes as breath inhaled the scent of wood and earth. Lips parting, moving in their dry state, Petra gasped. The doll was waking. She was waking. Blinking eyes saw lazy blue and heavy, sluggish clouds. The silence she had slept in was broken by trilling birds and the soft breath of wind. "I don’t want to die." Paused thoughts played again and the confession broke her fully from the death-like state. Rolling off of the tree, the soldier sat on the grass. The eyes that had stared upwards for hours upon end without seeing so much as a thing were now trained at the grass. Teardrops fell and clung to the blades like dew. Memories woke and nightmares were relived. "I’m…so sorry." I failed you all.

shika-ouji

There must be something missing.

The lack of clues was discouraging, and the mysteries were endless. It had been some time since Seto had first woken up in this very forest that he was currently trudging through, and yet he still had very few answers. There was no explanation as to why he was here in this mythical world. There was no explanation as to how he arrived here. There was no explanation as to what exactly the purpose was of his arrival.

So the hopeful boy decided that going back to the location where he had originally woken up was the best idea at the moment. What if there was something he had missed? A message, a sign... anything, really. As far as he knew, more and more people were appearing in the Enchanted Forest every day just as he did. And there must be more to it.

The trees began to look familiar, the bushes and types of flowers all around him. He was close, and he had a feeling deep within his gut that something was waiting to be discovered.

Much to his surprise, it wasn't a "something"; it was in fact a "someone".

After glancing around the area, it was clear to spot the young girl rested against a tree. Underneath the filtered sunlight between leaves tears glimmered, and aside from the fact that the stranger was wearing odd clothing, her expression stated all that he needed to know. She was not supposed to be here— she belonged to someplace else, but instead she was here, resting in a foreign land. Seto quietly stepped over, hoping it would not be rude to intrude on her moment, and knelt down on the grass near her.

"You're new here, aren't you?" He asked softly, "I know you're confused, right? I don't really know you, but... if you need anything, I'm here now."

#soldierhime #ic #thread 02 #hi

loyalterran

nothing but time. open ✩

Upon wake, bleary eyes met the sun which blinded him momentarily and he did not hesitate to rise from the floor, dusting the dirt off of his uniform. Slaine then noted that his surroundings consisted of a forest that was seemingly quiet and peaceful- quite the opposite of what he was in before. This mysterious forest did not seem to be a war ground or anything of the sorts. But rather, an abandoned clearing with a village not too far up ahead. Perhaps someone would have answers there pertaining to where he was. He definitely was not in Japan, Russia or the Vers Empire since there weren’t any people or Kataphrakt’s to be seen. It was strange. Just how long had he been asleep?

Pulling himself up, Slaine then began dusting the rest of his uniform off, fixing the wrinkles that made themselves into the navy blue shirt probably from lying on the ground for too long. Now looking posh and clean like he was supposed to be, the pilot then made his way towards the village. There were a couple of villagers wandering about who seemed to live there. He was in luck! After reaching his destination which was only but a couple of minutes away, Slaine then began to approach some of the supposed citizens of this village but they seemed confused merely by his presence. A couple of looks were shot at him as people whispered and continued their stroll. They were dressed in older looking outfits, which looked completely different to his more modern uniform.

Confusion was one of the many things that Slaine was feeling at the moment, accompanied by several questions he had for himself and possibly some other people. Was there anyone that he could approach without scaring them off, though? He soon tested this by stepping up to someone that looked a bit out of place, as he probably did as well. This person also looked confused as well- but he then halted in his tracks soon before reaching the other. He didn’t know anything about this individual; they could be a Martian, or even a Terran like him. Slaine definitely did not recognize them from his time at the Vers Empire, but it was a small possibility that this person could know who he was. Making eye contact with the other for a single second, the pilot then made a final decision to act slightly reckless and made his way towards this person once more.

"You there," the first moment, his voice was quiet, almost inaudible as he stopped in front of this strange individual. "may I inquire something?" the boy asked, fixing his posture by standing up completely straight and tried to look as formal as possible. Ah, hopefully his uniform wasn’t too dirty. But it didn’t seem that it mattered since most of these villagers didn’t seem to be that posh either.

shika-ouji

It was odd, this place. Forests nearly everywhere you look, villages, and no one here had even heard of such thing as a telephone. That's something Seto found out about an hour ago, actually, while he was just as confused as this other young man. Not to say he wasn't still confused, because he was, but he'd been here for a more than a few hours, maybe. There had been wandering involved, conversations with strange villagers talking about how he has to 'be careful' and warning him of things he'd never heard of.

The mystery still remained, however, despite Seto's efforts and failed investigating skills; why is he here, and how did he get here? Some questions were answered, like what the name of this forest is, but that didn't help one bit. There were animals all over, too, and when he had tried to understand them the strangest thing happened-- it didn't work! Somehow, upon being dropped here, his abilities were taken away. That's what triggered the idea in his head that he wasn't in the old world he used to know. This was different.

The boy that was approaching him, by the looks of it, was having the same trouble as him. The outfit, the expression, the desire for answers. So Seto smiled at him, took off his hood, and nodded.