#rodylethecunning

[lordmagnius]

@rodylethecunning started following you

How’s it going ya purple piece of shit?

[thisominousblog]

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Regal wandered around the compound, taking in the sights curiously. He didn’t generally explore Rodyle’s Ranch but the Cardinal hadn’t showed up for their meeting. He was often late, but Regal had been waiting for half an hour and that was longer than he had ever had to wait. So, instead of sitting pretty, he decided to make himself at home and find the Desian himself. He found himself in a hallway, mostly glass, and saw through the windows he was--

Underwater? Was that possible? He moved to the windows, fingers touching the glass as he stared out into the water. There was a sharp gasp that caught his attention. He turned and froze.

“A-Alicia?”

“Regal!? What are you doing here?” Alicia was staring at him in horror but it was really her! “You shouldn’t be here!”

“You’re cured?” He said in awe. “You’re here? You’re, you’re-- how is this possible!?”

“You shouldn’t be here!” Alicia repeated. Her eyes were wide and wild, breathing speeding up.

“Alicia,” he murmured, taking a step closer. She moved back. He froze again, blinking in confusion. “A-Alicia...?”

“Oops! Got tired of waiting, did you?”

Regal turned around to see Rodyle ambling towards them. “It’s terribly rude to go wandering off, you know.”

“What’s going on? Why is Alicia here?” Regal asked slowly.

“Funny you should ask,” Rodyle cackled, strolling around Regal and moving to stand beside Alicia. “Did you let him out of that room?”

“No, I--”

“It would be a shame to introduce him to your family this way, after all.”

“No! L-Lord Rodyle! I didn’t even know he was here!” She looked panicked, desperate. “I wouldn’t help him, you know I wouldn’t, I-I haven’t ever!”

Rodyle turned his wide, dark smirk from Alicia’s pleading face to Regal’s bewildered one.

“It seems you’ve ruined my plans on your own, Duke Bryant,” he sighed dramatically, saying Regal’s title with such disdain as to twist it to an insult. Then he giggled, looking back to Alicia. “Should we tell him? I think we should tell him~”

Alicia gnawed her lip, fixing her eyes on Regal. She had never looked at him like that before. She sighed and closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again. She looked at Regal hard and something in her expression pierced his heart.

“When I was younger, my family was very poor. We had enough for the three of us, but when my father fell ill my sister and I knew we had to do something. Lord Rodyle came to the village and offered to help. He told me about an opening at the Lezareno Company.”

Regal’s heart skipped. His blood was freezing as she spoke and he wasn’t sure he wanted her to go on.

“I got the position and I... met you. You know how that went for the most part. M-my family needed me, they needed money, I had to... Everything was going well until George--” She broke off, looking angrier than Regal had ever seen. “George meddled and tried to pawn me off! Fortunately, Lord Rodyle found out while you were off doing whatever you were doing. He had another plan for my family. So we sent Vharley back with that disgusting creature-- and before you ask, no I don’t know who it was-- to give back to you. You were supposed to kill it! But no, you couldn’t manage to kill ‘me’ even when I asked.” She was furious as she spoke, but she sighed and forced calm again. “Fortunately you joined up with Lord Rodyle on your own, so that was at least helpful. It’s been annoying having to hide here for so long, but my family is safe.”

“So you helped her after all,” Rodyle’s voice came from behind him. “How very romantic.”

There was a blinding pain in his flesh that shot through his middle. Rasping for breath, he looked down to see the end of a blade poking out of his stomach. The taste of iron rose in his throat, chased by warm, thick fluid. He coughed, spraying blood down his chest. It dripped down his body toward the stream trickling under the wound. The blade retracted and Regal grunted in pain as it was wrenched out.

“However... it would be troublesome to have you running around now.”

Regal tried to turn, but hardly moved before he felt his body pierced again between his ribs. He fell to the ground, the rib above the knife snapping as the weapon jerked out under his weight.

“A-Alicia,” he spluttered, blood pouring freely out of his torso, thick on his tongue and muddling his words. “I lo--”

“Spare your breath.” She was closer now, hands on hips as she frowned down at him. “There’s no point in dragging that back again.”

She folded her arms. Rodyle’s laughter rang in his ears. It was so surreal to be lying, bleeding on the ground in front of Alicia’s uncaring demeanor. His sight was dimming but he kept his eyes on her until his sight blacked out completely.

[thisominousblog]

Sunshine and Daisies-- NOT

@rodylethecunning

Alicia leaned out her bedroom door, checking up and down the quiet corridor to ensure it was empty. She slipped out, gently closing the door behind her before hurrying silently to the elevators. Once she reached the ground level it would no longer require her to sneak so much--the crowds would cover her-- but for now it would do well for her not to be questioned at the moment.

The doors opened and she was relieved none of the waiting crowd were coworkers. Slipping in the swell of tourists, she let them cover her as she made her way outside and into the park. On the beach she kept to the surf walking with the night swimmers between herself and the booths that were still open. 

She got to the base of the bridge leading off the island and waited. A shadow moved in the water and she backed up instinctively even knowing what it was. A dragon broke the surface a moment later, fixing her with a curious, almost hungry look, before turning with a grunt and letting her climb aboard. When she was seated, the dragon moved back into the water. It stayed close to the surface now it had a rider, making sure Alicia was above water enough to breathe easily.

The ocean was frigid and by the time they reached the little island close to Altamira, Alicia could hardly feel her legs. She slid off the dragon-- lacking the grace she had possessed when climbing on. Shivering, she twisted her skirt, wringing some of the icy water out of the fabric. Then, looking around, she sighed to see she was here first. It wasn’t easy to sneak out so often, the least he could do was arrive first-- especially when his dragons were the ones sent to fetch her. She hated standing there alone with such a large carnivore. Eyeing it suspiciously, she took a few more steps away from the creature.

[thisominousblog]

Symphonia is such a good game.

[theloyalrenegade-blog]

rodylethecunning

Botta had done enough infiltration of Desian bases that he managed them with relative ease. There was the potential risk of being caught but the more missions he completed, the more confident he felt. Of course, he should never get arrogant or there would be dire consequences. He was willing to give his own life to the Renegade cause, the only family he had left had dedicated themselves to the Desians, but he was also responsible for the lives of the soliders that accompanied. They all knew the dangers of their occupation but he would not allow them to needlessly sacrifice themselves.

He cursed mentally at himself, berating himself for growing careless, as the next hallway they turned down lead directly to where the Desian Cardinal was standing. Not a good sign. Botta gave a quick nod to the others to allow them to turn around and escape while he covered Rodyle.

"Oh, not tending to your pets? Did they bite your hand as you tried to pet them?" he taunted.

[life-survives-blog]

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[TEXT]: And by the way, your glasses are weird.[TEXT]: I'M SO SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN TO SEND THAT

[life-survives-blog]

"Killing you is the only option."

Martel always tried not to take a fighting stance against someone she didn’t wish to hurt, but Colette’s memories of this man set her on edge. He was not one to be reasoned with… Especially not with her back into a corner like this.

"There is always a way to prevent bloodshed, but if you will not back down, know that I don’t plan on losing my life again any time soon." with that, she raised the chakaram she’d been training with. Muscle memory was on her side, as well. Thankfully.