#gerik support

[dreamyarcher]

revenir

@tigrisereme

Hinoka had been mad when she found her. Lady and not. She demanded an explanation for how Setsuna had gotten so injured. Setsuna knew that if she said she’d fought someone, her liege would go running off to find them. She protected too much.

So Setsuna had lied. A really nasty trap, she said. Hinoka hadn’t looked like she bought it, but she hadn’t pushed. Azama had laughed and had decided that maybe not healing her fully would have her learn. That felt like punishment enough.

With the adrenaline of the fight gone, everything had hurt a lot more. Her leg ached, her wrist had been swollen. She’d had an annoying spree of headaches ever since she’d taken that hilt to the head. But she’d been impatient all the same. Ismaire was still out there. Setsuna had places she needed to be. But Hinoka had insisted she’d stay still and heal and while Setsuna loved her liege, she’d never felt so frustrated with her.

So one night after she’d gone to sleep, Setsuna slipped out. Her liege would forgive her, and she’d be back soon enough.

Her good hand banged on the door. “Gerik!” She wasn’t even sure he was home. If she had gotten here while she was trapped at home. She banged on the door again. Gods, if he was out on a job, she was going to kill him.

[sweetest-thief]

boop i mean beep

2. A sad text 

[Sent 11:43 PM] Hey gerk[Sent 11:43 PM]Do u think mayb my parints new frum the start[Sent 11:45 PM] Lik that mayb i wuz defected frum teh begining[Sent 11:46 PM] An tahts y thay nvr wontd me?[Sent 11:51 PM] I think abt tat alot tbh…

[Sent 12:23 AM] Sry abt that. Gnite bud

[backswordforhire-blog]

‘ I’m just checking in, how are you feeling? ’

“Like ass.” He managed to hiss out. Who would have thought that drinking in extreme heat made you get drunk even quicker than usual? Trying to keep up with Gerik’s band of mercs had clearly been a mistake.

He hadn’t moved when the other entered his temporary lodgings, keeping his arm covering her eyes. His head was pounding, and neither the light nor heat was helping his situation any. It was stifling. He was certain he’d found it. Only Duma’s belly could feel like such a dreadful place to live in.

“Unless you’re bringing me some kind of miracle cure, I got a favor to ask ya.” Weakly, he gestured towards his chest. “Just end me now, and make it quick. There’s no coming back from this one.”

[frontline-knight-blog]

ᕙ( •̀ ︿•́ )ᕗ (flex)

Seems like yet another individual has decided to obstruct Frederick’s path, and like he previous girl, the ‘Crimson Flash’ if he remembers correctly, this one brandishes a sword, but he also bolsters far more physical strength if those muscles don’t make it obvious enough. The last two were fast lightweights, but this guy looks like he could very well disorient him with a well-aimed punch to the face! If what he seeks is a fight then Frederick will also oblige to this other person’s challenge. Readying his Silver Lance, Frederick’s body is ready. 

“Why are all these people challenging me to fights... I am spending so much of my time with these battles... Let’s make a bet. If I win, you will clear this entire path from all debris including twigs and pebbles and if you win, you get all three of my pouches filled with gold coins! Is that a good-enough deal?”

This person seems like the type to steal so he might as well offer a challenge to motivate the stranger into taking the battle more seriously and in the chance he wins, he will get someone to do hi duty for him while he goes do a gazillion o other things himself!

[mindofchonsin-blog]

Desert Sea (Yen’fay + Gerik)

It was only now that he truly understood just how woefully unprepared he was for his latest journey in the wilderness. Yen’fay had been warned at the last small town he’d gone through about the treacherous desert he was now attempting to journey across, but he was certain that he would be able to handle traversing it with little problem. 

True, his only “experience” if one could call it that with deserts was listening to a sailor’s tale about faraway Plegia... To his understanding, it was like a beach, almost? With no ocean. And it was hot. But that didn’t exactly sound all that treacherous. This was the man who had survived in Grima’s hellscape for years. The man who weathered a grueling battle in the midst of a volcano. He had faith in his ability to cross a hot patch of dirt. Still, he didn’t want to be rude, so he humored the people there by investing in a water skin and some rations, and went on his way.

Of course, though, it couldn’t have been that easy, and it wasn’t. The scant supply of water and food he’d brought along with him was virtually finished within the first day, and now he was horribly lost as well. He’d severely underestimated just how difficult it would be to navigate using only the sun as a guide. There were no landmarks, at least not that he could gather -- every huge dune of sand looked like every other huge dune of sand, and as his exhaustion grew, he found himself getting easily confused about the time of day or placement of the sun in the sky. He felt like he was going in circles, which did nothing to quell his growing state of panic.

After an untold amount of wandering like this in the full heat of the sun with no water or food to keep his body going, he was at what must have been his end. Sinking to the ground, his body just refused to listen any longer as he baked in his full armor and dark clothing, too tired to even wipe the sweat out of his face. He spotted something in the distance, he thought, but he’d fallen prey to enough desert mirages to even suspect that it was truly his salvation. All he wanted to do now was sleep...

[wesingoftheocean-blog]

ValMeme - ✿

The small flower crownin hand was made carefully; Amaranth and White Heather lacedtogether.

“It is forprotection.” The songstress gives a small smile and offers it toGerik, “As much such a thing can offer protection, anyway…”

[dreamyarcher]

™ - (YO)

Setsuna can’t just take off her shirt like others might, that would be indecent, but she abandons as many layers as is appropriate and makes a big show of rolling up her sleeves. Keeping her arms flexed helps to keep them up and her arms showing. “I’m not flexing.” She announces immediately. “My arms are always like this. I would never show off.” She shakes her bangs out of her face and almost wishes she had strands long enough to copy his scar. “I don’t cheat either. It’s not my fault people get distracted. By all these muscles.” She changes how she’s flexing, exaggerating it just a bit. “Hey, let’s wrestle. Anybody seen some blue archers? Maybe some royals?”

[dreamyarcher]

🐰 steve

the easter fool

Someone directed attention loudly towards the dart board that hung in the tavern. Setsuna perked towards it as well as drunken bets began to fly about as people declared themselves the best shot there. She smiled, placing her drink down on the table. Well, she didn’t think it was fair to let them live with the wrong impression…

Before she had the chance to even stand up completely, an arm around her waist tugged her back down into her seat. It took her a moment to work out what had happened, but she frowned and huffed at the amused look on his face. “No, you don’t get to cheat when you aren’t even participating!”

But she smiled because she never could really stay mad at him. With a laugh, she leaned over and kissed him. There was a wicked smile when she pulled back and stood with a laugh. “Just give me a second, Derrik.” She said, blunt for once with her mocking nicknames.”I’m going to win you money for something pretty.”